Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 700: Bar Disturbance

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Chapter 700 "Bar Disturbance

"So, this is the new partner you met on Rin Frost?"

In one of the bars in the living area of ​​Sunrise, the lights were dim, and several men and women on the dance floor were twisting their waists. Like LWXS520. A slow song with a soothing tune was playing in the COM speaker, and Allen gently shook the wine glass in his hand to the beat of the music. Reese was still wearing an armor not far away, obviously occupying a corner, and Hubble looked at it with amazing aura. The Catto man was obviously fascinated by the glass, opened his helmet a gap, and poured the wine into his mouth glass after glass.

"That guy is very good, although I am not good at fighting, but my vision is not bad. If I am not mistaken, then you must have a twentieth level, right?" Reese said with envy." Why are you so lucky, you can dig such a fierce man by just digging!"

"It's not a casual dig, it's from a fight." Allen said half-jokingly.

On the other side, Hubble has a great drink. He occupied a few seats alone, and some people couldn't pass it. He wanted to negotiate, but he shrank his neck when he saw the decapitation knife that Hubble had placed next to him. If that knife is used to slash people, it can definitely slash people to blood. So there seemed to be a restricted zone around Hubble, no one dared to approach it. Allen was thinking that he should get this big guy back, so that he wouldn't be too dazzling and attract the attention of others. At this moment, Christine walked to Hubble, Hubble stopped suddenly, and then shot a sharp light from the helmet.

"What are you looking at, big man. It's so boring to drink alone, together?" Christine asked the bartender to bring a bottle of brandy and shook it in front of the Catto people.

Hubble tilted his head, and said: "I am not a big man, my name is Hubble."

"Well, Hubble, I invite you to have a drink."

"How about a cup, I want a bottle!" Hubble patted the bar, and the metal bracket under the oak table immediately groaned in pain.

Kristin didn't even think about it, so she pushed the bottle of wine to Hubble. The Cattos were not polite, unscrew the wine cork and poured it into his mouth. Falling down for half a bottle, he hiccuped, shaking his head and saying: "Interesting, how come my head is dizzy."

"That's because you were drunk." Christine picked up a glass of ale that had just been delivered, took a sip, and blushed on her face.

"What does it mean to be drunk?"

"It means to be drunk."

Allen shook his head and looked back and said: "Christine seems to be worried?"

"Women have things on their minds, brothers. The difference is more and less, whether they can or cannot be said." Reese blinked and said, "Smart men don’t explore women’s minds, because that’s called asking for themselves. Trouble."

"Bah, trouble is coming." Reese said with a stiff smile, putting down his glass.

It turned out that several drunk men walked towards Christine, and two of them separated Hubble from the girl. The Catu people were savouring the drunken taste, but they didn't even notice. Christine frowned and said: "Go away."

"Oh, the chick has a good temper. I like this kind of spicy enough." A blond young man put his hand on Christine's smooth thigh, touched it and said, "It's so slippery. Speak up girl, how much is it for a night?"

"What did you say?" Christine's eyes were cold, and the dagger stuck behind her waist fell into her hands somehow. The dagger turned around and pierced the man's hand with a cold light.

The man was also good at hand, with his palm retracted like lightning, so he was not called Christine Zhazhong. He changed his face and said, "Don't be shameless, bitch. You civilians, you don't come to the war to make money. Now there is a chance to make money, and you don't need to go to the battlefield. Where can I find such a cost-effective business?"

Christine was about to shoot while holding the dagger, and Reese got in at this moment. He smiled and said to a few men: "Sorry, sorry, my friend drank too much. It didn't hurt you, it's fine, I would like to ask you a few drinks?"

"How many drinks?" The blond man laughed: "Stop kidding, skinny. Do you know who I am? I really don't know what the military department thinks, and let you dirty flies come in. Let me tell you, it’s not just a few drinks, let the woman accompany us to drink. Otherwise, I’ll make you look good."

Rice's eyes flashed with anger, but at this time everyone in the bar was attracted by what happened here. Here, nobles and commoners can be easily distinguished. Those who came from nobles are not well-dressed, in contrast, civilians dress more casually. Some have not even removed their armor, and they still carry traces of war. Seeing the disputes here, those of civilian origin have chosen to keep a low profile. As for those who show strong interest, almost all are nobles.

Obviously, if something goes wrong, the other party will definitely respond.

Seeing this situation clearly, even Christine regrets it now.

Reese's head was spinning fast, but he couldn't find a better way to get out. At this time, someone interrupted and said: "Who are you? This is the work of a nobleman. I think, if your etiquette teacher knows, he should be ashamed to death for what you did."

The blond man's eyes seemed to be venting fire, and looking at the voice, it was a silver-haired man in broken armor. He felt a little familiar, as if he had seen this person somewhere, but he couldn't remember for a while. He also added alcohol as a mischief, and said with a grinning smile: "Who is Lao Tzu? It's up to you to ask. If you want to get ahead, you have to weigh yourself!"

He screamed: "Abolish him, I will be responsible for anything!"

His companion heard a roar before he acted: "It's so noisy, you **** flies!"

The Hubble stood up fiercely next to him, and he stood up almost to the ceiling of the bar. When the cold wind suddenly picked up, Hubble picked up the decapitation knife lying beside it, and was about to cut it down at the blond man. The blond man suddenly contracted his pupils, his heart beat sharply, and he dared not move as if he had encountered a natural enemy. However, the knife never fell, because the silver-haired man reached out and stopped in front of Hubble.

Allen whispered: "Put the knife down and I will deal with it."

"This kind of scum, you can't cut him off, you are really troublesome." Hubble complained and complained, but he knew not to be too ostentatious, even if his image at the moment was deeply remembered. He sat back and continued to drink the wine Christine gave him.

Allen took a step forward at this time and looked at the people around him and said loudly: "I am Alan Bethkod, these two are my friends. Whoever troubles them is equivalent to trouble me. And if you trouble me, the ending will not be too happy. This is the end of the matter, I invite you all to have a drink."

He looked at the blond man again: "What did you say?"

The blonde man was shocked by Hubble first, and now I heard that Alan was from Bethkod, and suddenly remembered that the man who was rumored to be close to Catherine was not born in Bethkod, but also had a head. Eye-catching silver hair. It seems that the person in front of him is right, and he muttered: "Naturally."

He is indeed a nobleman, but the family is far from comparable to Bethkod's behemoths, so naturally he is not so stupid to provoke Alan.

(Seven hundred chapters, will it be far away from a thousand chapters~~)>