In the next ten minutes, Feng bujue finished five bowls of snacks and eight glasses of water.
When he opened the game menu again, the hunger and thirst had completely disappeared, and his stamina points had returned to 1902/4800. Even his Life Points had increased slightly, reaching more than 70%.
From the looks of it, in this scenario, the ratio of 'recovery' and 'deterioration' for each value was the same, and they were all based on the character's actual physical feeling. To put it simply ... The faster they consumed, the faster they recovered.
Other than that, while brother Jue was munching on the food, he did not forget to use this time to communicate with the NPC.
Even though he could not speak clearly, the two NPCs had very good hearing, and they could understand what brother Jue was trying to say.
Thus, he was able to get close to the two of them.Finnd new chapters at novelhall.com
"Alright ... We've talked a lot about me." Feng bujue finished his water and rinsed his mouth. Then, he changed the topic."Why don't we ... Talk about the two of you?"
The expressions on the Archer and Young's faces changed.
However, brother Jue did not care. He did not give the man time to think and quickly asked,""How long have you two been in this town?"
Kacha Kacha Kacha Kacha
One and a half seconds later, the muzzles of the two guns were aimed at Feng bujue's temple and forehead.
In that one and a half seconds, yang took out a grapeshot gun from under the bar counter with lightning speed. On the other hand, the Archer uncle directly took out a revolver from his body. His speed was as fast as lightning, and a real cowboy might not be as fast as him.
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"Speak! Who are you?" Yang asked in a cold voice,"did the FBI send you here?"
"I don't think he looks like it." "It's more like the CIB ..." The Archer slowly lowered his gun."Why don't we break one of his legs first and then slowly ask ..."
"Hey! Don't mess around!" Feng bujue's eyes widened, and he used a very exaggerated act to express his fear."I'm just a postman who came to town to apply for a job!"
"Yes, you've already said that." The Archer grinned and replied,"but we don't believe a word ..." He glanced at yang and said,"right, old friend?"
"That's right ..." Yang said."I didn't realize it at first. I thought he was just here to cheat ..." He paused and looked back at the Archer."I didn't realize it until you gave me a look ... Why would anyone come into the bar to drink water and eat snacks at noon?" Then, he tightened his grip on the gun and glared at brother Jue."You're obviously here for us!"
"Hey ... I don't even know you guys ..." Feng bujue was covered in cold sweat.
However, the two of them still ignored his words ...
"Stop bullshitting ..." The Archer laughed."I knew there was something wrong with you the moment you entered the bar. I asked you to stay just to test you ..." He snorted."Hmph ... A temporary postman?" Who are you trying to fool?" He clenched his gun a little tighter, as if he was ready to pull the trigger at any time."Just last night, a person who claimed to be going to the post office for an interview came to the shop. Even if there will be a temporary postman in town today, it should be him ..."
Looking at the two burning eyes, Feng bujue opened his dead fish eyes wide and picked up his glass.""Uh ... Thank you ..." He said.
The three of them raised their cups and drank, and they all finished it in one gulp.
Feng bujue was not a person who liked to drink. He hated the feeling of alcohol spreading in his throat. However ... Not liking it didn't mean that he couldn't drink it.
After he finished the cup, his expression was no different from drinking a cup of water.""Um ... What were we talking about before?"
"We chatted until ... I can't comment." Yang Cheng said coldly after brother Jue's words. Obviously, he still remembered the question that Feng bujue had raised earlier.
"Alright," he said. Feng bujue would not ask for trouble. From the reaction of the two NPCs, he had already deduced that unless Chenchen told him herself, it would be best if he did not ask about their background."Let's talk about something else. About that ... Are there many fat people living in this town?"
"Haha ..." The shooter gave a cunning smile. He did not answer brother Jue's question but continued,"listen, Dave. There's usually a price to pay for asking around at the bar, understand?"
"Oh, I understand." Feng bujue opened his wallet and pulled out a five-dollar note."This should be ..."
"I didn't mean it that way." To his surprise, the Archer pushed the money back to him."I don't want money."
"You don't want money ... But you want people?" Feng bujue narrowed his eyes and gave the man a strange look.
The shooter did not care about his reaction and just said,"When you opened your wallet just now, I saw a member card for the DART Club."
"What?" Feng bujue was startled for half a second before he replied,"you mean ..."
"There's a reason why people call me 'Archer'," The shooter continued,"because I'm very 'accurate' in whatever I play. I'm not only good at shooting ... I'm also good at archery, slingshot, bowling, billiards, and ... Darts. "
"So ..." Feng bujue tried to figure out what the man was trying to say and continued,"you, who can hardly find a worthy opponent in this small town ... Want to have a friendly match with me, a member of the DART Club?"
"Hehe ..." The Archer laughed."One round, one question."
"For every round you lose, you'll answer one of my questions?" Feng bujue asked.
"That's right. " The Archer replied.
"What if I lose?" Feng bujue was very sensitive to the details of the bet, and he would not agree to it without thinking.
"If you lose ten rounds in total, leave your 'temporary work permit'." The Archer replied.
"Ha?" Feng bujue's heart skipped a beat."What's the use of that? This document is only valid for one ..."
"I naturally have my own reasons." The shooter interrupted brother Jue. From his tone and expression, he seemed to know more about the document than brother Jue.
"Hmm ..." Feng bujue hesitated for a moment."You have to tell me the rules before I can decide ..."
Hearing this, the Archer's lips curved into a smile, like a fisherman seeing a fish bite his hook.""Hehe ... Sure ..." "If you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)