Chapter 305

While Allen was still in a daze, the guests outside the door had taken a step forward. This step is very common and nothing unusual. But it was this step that allowed Allen to see the face wrapped in his cloak and hat. This face is very handsome, slightly indifferent, but the lines are clear, just like the marble head carved by the master, which is unforgettable at first sight.

What's more strange is that this man has different colors of pupils. The pupil of the left eye was as dark as ink, while the right eye was a piece of burning gold flame, which dazzled Allen a little dizzy.

When the man took this step, the tips of their noses were almost together. Staring into that dreamy eye, Allen saw his figure in it. His shadow appeared in the golden flame, as if the flame burned the city, and he could not escape anyway. A terror from the depths of his heart suddenly occupied Allen's heart. His face became very ugly and he couldn't even breathe.

"Do you have any wine?"

It was not until the traveler's indifferent voice sounded like his face that Allen, like a man on the surface, was able to breathe the fresh air.

Alan coughed a few times and stepped back a few steps because he was breathing too fast. He almost stopped when he hit the first row of tables and chairs in the back. A moment later, Allen, who was breathing slowly, said, "yes, we have the most powerful spicy wine."

Then Allen yelled at the back, "pat, where's your boy dead? Take out the flaming volcano!"

A moment later, there was a messy sound of footsteps in the lobby. A 14-year-old boy ran out in patched clothes with a bottle of sprinklers in his hand. The wine bottle is eye-catching fire red, and the words "87%" on the bottle package remind the guests of the intensity of the wine.

Flaming volcano is the iron sign of the tavern and belongs to a kind of cocktail. However, the flaming volcano brewed by Allen with a secret method has an intensity unmatched by ordinary cocktails, which is very in line with the tastes of men in the town, so it is very popular.

The traveler sat down in a corner, ordered some other food, and then ate quietly. The rough gun that made Allen's heart beat faster lay flat on the table, and the next row of bullets, including magazines, were food. It is not uncommon for Allen to pay in hard currency like bullets. In fact, no one runs around the world with a bag of money. Moreover, because of regional differences, the currency circulating in other places may not be universal here in the eye of fire.

After all, the so-called continental common currency is more suitable for cities near the coastline. As for inland towns like the eye of fire, bullets and metals are more popular.

Allen was not in a hurry to collect the money, except that the guest took out enough food for him to eat the same standard more than five times, but also because the guest ate very slowly. The traveler had taken off his hat and showed his broken black hair, which was obviously of Asian descent. He didn't eat fast. He took small bites of food and wine. This shows that he is not in a hurry. For those who are willing to stay longer, Allen believes they will need more service.

Women, for example.

Zero really doesn't eat fast. The total energy of these foods is not enough for a tube of nutrients. That bottle of wine is good. Flaming volcanoes have a high alcohol content, which can be directly converted into energy by zero. But whether food or wine, he must eat slowly in order to fully absorb the energy in these things.

But this is only one reason. Another more important reason is that he came to inquire about the news.

No matter where, the pub is the best place to ask for information. But zero came a little early, so he was not in a hurry to leave. After eating all the food and wine, he put his feet on the table and closed his eyes with a giant sniper gun. His body is resting, but his brain is still working.

The eye of fire is really just a small town. It is no more than 1km square. It is quickly surrounded by zero. Now the three-dimensional map of the eye of fire appears in zero's mind, and constantly adjusts the angle he needs with zero's mind. Instinctively, signs appear in some positions of the three-dimensional map, and they represent some special functions. For example, the best sniper point, the route to escape from the town in case of danger, etc.

Zero doesn't like to fight unprepared battles, so recording the terrain around him is a great guarantee for safety.

Nearly a thousand people live in this small town. Most of them are workers. Some women are engaged in meat selling. The rest are capitalists and factory owners. They are the people at the top of the town's biological chain, controlling the life and death of hundreds of people in the eye of fire.

But for zero, they are no different from insects.

The town has a small guard force. From a strategic point of view, the eye of fire even lacks the necessary defense work. At least zero people enter the town without any obstruction, which is very rare in turbulent times. If the owner of the eye of fire is not lack of common sense, then the town has enough abilities.

From the situation observed now, it seems that the former is more likely. Of course, it may also be that there are no outsiders in the town for many years, so whether there is a defense line is not so important.

In the information Agatha knew, the eye of fire had no clear management. It prefers a business alliance. The owners of five battery factories control the town, and the magma extraction machines distributed around the town belong to these owners. Only after the natural thermal energy batteries no longer sell well, four of the five factories have closed down, and now only one factory's machines are still working.

The work of residents in the town has also quietly changed. In addition to a small number of people still employed in battery factories, more people are engaged in another occupation.

Sulfur collection.

Sulfur is mostly distributed near volcanoes, and sulfur is also produced in magmatic rivers all over the ground with a width of thousands of square kilometers around the eye of fire. Sulfur can be used in gunpowder, dyes, medicine, etc. Urban residents collect it and sell it to other cities in the West outside the valley, so it has become another emerging industry of the eye of fire.

Although sulfur is highly toxic and perennial exposure will increase the probability of death, who can care about it in turbulent times. Seven of the ten men in the town are engaged in this work. One is employed by the battery factory, and the other two are either private owners or leather [strips] who sell meat by their wives.

In general, the eye of fire, regardless of technology or culture, will be born in asgat for several generations, and has developed a deformed economic form because of the particularity of the geographical environment.

Of course, these are not important for zero. He only needs to know that after a day's work, at night, the workers will come to the flame bar to drink and have fun. That's the best time to ask for information.

Zero sat in that corner all afternoon. When he opened his eyes, it was exactly seven o'clock in the evening.

Not much, not much!

A moment later, the dinner was already in front of him. Under Alan's puzzled expression, he gently cut off a piece of artificial beef with his pocket knife and sent it to the mouth for slow chewing. At this time, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and several men dressed as workers strode into the bar while smoking inferior cigarettes. After discovering the existence of zero, they took another look at the things tied with cloth strips on the table.

No matter how you look at it, it's like a gun, a huge gun!

Several men subconsciously don't turn their faces. No matter what the man who sits alone and uses a big gun, they can't provoke him. Although when a man sees the row of bullets symbolizing money on the table, his eyes inevitably shine hot.

With the passage of time, there are more and more people in the bar, and the atmosphere is more and more warm. By 9:00 p.m., the bar was full of crazy and noisy music. Dancers twisted their limbs and made various suggestive actions, which made the men in the bar more and more interested.

At this time, zero drank the last Huai sprinkle. At this time, a man full of wine gas sat opposite zero with a wine bottle.

Raise your head slightly.

"How much do you charge for a night?" the drunk man shouted. His voice immediately attracted the onlookers of many nearby guests.

The loneliness of zero and the weapons on the table have long made people notice him. But the guests restrained their reason. Obviously, the reason of the man sitting opposite zero has been completely submerged by alcohol.

"I can forgive your rudeness because you are drunk. But if you don't leave, I don't think you will feel happy about the next experience." zero said lightly.

The man laughed and said, "I know you are a man, but you are very beautiful, so I don't mind using my friends to do your * *. Come on, I'll do it..."

Suddenly, the man was speechless.

The moment before I was sitting at zero across the table, I raised my right hand at this moment. I don't know when the gun lying on the table fell into his hand. The barrel wrapped in the cloth is now stabbed into the man's mouth, making him speechless.

Although it was wrapped in cloth, the man could still feel the strong smell of gunpowder at the muzzle. What's more, the other party's fingers are pressing on the trigger.

The atmosphere in the bar was suddenly cold, the music was still ringing and the dancers were still dancing, but everyone's eyes fell on the zero table.

Zero an sits like a mountain, and the man stared at by countless eyes wants to find a crack in the ground to drill down, provided that zero is willing to take back his gun.

"Please take back your gun, sir."

Alan pushed through the crowd and gasped at the big gun inserted into the drunkard's mouth. "Listen, sir, he offended you. It's his fault, but I don't want to make too much noise. Don't worry, I'll teach him a lesson."

After hearing Alan's words, zero took back the sniper gun. The abusive man now lost all his drunkenness. Only when he found his life did he sit back in his chair. Suddenly there was a pain in the back of my head, followed by the sound of broken glass.

The back of the brain made him fall to the ground. The man got up and touched his head, and his tentacles were sticky. Take your hand back to your eyes. Your fingers and palms are full of blood. The man looked at Alan in surprise. There were only uneven bottlenecks left in the wine bottle Allen was carrying, and there was broken glass at his feet. Obviously, Alan just hit him with a bottle.

He just wanted to ask "why", suddenly he was black, but Allen flew up and kicked him in the face. The man completely fell to the ground and made a heavy voice. Then he heard Alan yell, "get out of here. You're not allowed to come to my bar again if you can't tell the situation!"

Allen is also a worthy character in the eyes of the flame. He has a gang of fierce thugs under his command. Not only did the man dare not talk to him, but he staggered out of the bar with his head in his hand. After driving away the drunkard, Alan changed into a smiling face and said to zero, "I'm sorry to disturb the guest. Otherwise, you can have a drink tonight and it'll be my treat."

Zero showed a faint smile: "you're too polite, boss."

With that, he turned his hands, took out another row of bullets from his head and put them on the table. Allen's eyes lit up immediately. This row of bullets was standard, and the metal surface was as smooth as a mirror. Only a fine machine tool could make bullets of this level. In the wilderness, this row of bullets is expensive.

"I want to find someone. I don't know if the boss can consult others for me?" zero can see that Allen is very happy in the eyes of the flame. Then again, who runs a bar is not a big eater. Of course, zero can also ask himself, but the effect is much worse than Allen's opening: "if there is a definite clue, I can pay you another row of the same bullets."

Alan smiled and put the zero bullet into his pocket: "say it, as long as people are in the eyes of fire, there is nothing I don't know. Don't ask others!"

Zero tilted his body forward slightly, and Allen stretched out his ears at the same time. Then he heard zero whispering in his ear, "I want to find a guide."

Although the music in the bar was shocking, a word of zero overwhelmed all the sounds. After a momentary blank in Allen's mind, a reluctant smile piled up on his face: "what guide, I really don't know the one the guest is looking for."

He straightened up and turned around. But suddenly turned back at the next moment, carrying another empty wine bottle in his hand and sweeping his head towards zero!

Zero smile. As early as Allen's expression was stiff, he knew that the bar owner must know something. Seeing the wine bottle sweeping, he kicked zero fiercely and hit the load-bearing column under the table. While bumping the table into Allen, the zero company man with the chair moved mish in the opposite direction.

Allen not only cleaned up, but also hit the edge of the table in his stomach. When he hit him flying, Allen was so sad that he almost didn't spit out the overnight meal.

He fell to the ground and startled the nearby drinkers. Ignoring his image, Allen shouted on the ground, "close the door! Kill this guy. He wants to find a guide!"

This sentence was like a bomb, which immediately stunned the drinkers. Then both men and women became fierce, and their faces showed a grim color. One of the drinkers sitting at the entrance of the gate stood up. They not only closed the door, but also pushed tables and chairs to the door to block the exit. Then Allen's workers rushed in through the back door of the bar. They obviously heard Allen's words. They had sticks and knives in their hands and distributed these weapons to the people in the bar.

For a moment, almost everyone had a weapon in his hand. They clenched their weapons and surrounded them layer by layer. Zero still sat in the field and slowly untied the cloth on the body of the giant sniper gun.

"If you can tell me the news of the guide, I can treat it as if I didn't see anything." zero said silently.

Alan jumped up from the ground and shouted, "kill him!"

At the same time, Allen pushed back, but some drinkers rushed to zero with knives and sticks in their hands. But the next moment, the men who rushed to the front flew up and fell heavily into the corner of the bar.

Zero took back the sniper gun. He used it as a bat just now and killed several people in an instant. This has played a somewhat deterrent role, but the men in the bar have drunk a lot of wine. Under the effect of alcohol, they forget their fear, forget the oversized gun on zero, and roar at zero, which seems to be much weaker than them.

The next moment, they know that power has nothing to do with body shape.

On the back of zero sniper guns, the empty hands waved like the wind. Each fist has two levels of strength. Most drinkers are ordinary people. How can they defeat a fist that has passed zero. So people fell all the time. When they fell to the ground, their bones broke more or less, and they didn't have the strength to stand up for a moment.

Seeing that almost half of the people were put down in the blink of an eye, Allen shouted back, "go, put that thing out!"

Hearing this sentence, zero accelerated the speed. The "that thing" in Allen's mouth should not be an ordinary thing. The facts confirmed the zero conjecture. When he put down the last man in the tavern, there was a beast like roar behind the bar. At the end of the sound, the door of the kitchen flew out flat and hit several men nearby, whining all over in an instant.

In the kitchen, a giant strode out of it. It waved violently and smashed the tables and chairs in front of it.

I'm surprised. This is a butcher. It is very strange that there is a butcher in the flame bar. What is more strange is that there is an iron hoop around the butcher's neck, and three iron ropes are welded on the iron hoop. The end of the iron rope was caught tightly by a big man. They should be Allen's hands. Obviously, their strength was not enough to control the butcher's actions. Therefore, although everyone tried hard to press back, they were still dragged forward by the butcher in vain.

"Let go!" yelled Allen, pointing to the butcher. "Kill this man!"

The butcher seemed to understand Alan's words. At the moment when the three men let go, he had roared and rushed to zero.

"It seems that you made the worst decision." zero said faintly.