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Chapter 146 Battle Wolf Bar
At around 08:30 at night, the Kyoto base is very brightly lit.

The Kyoto base is either wide or relatively narrow on both sides of the road, bars, KTV, dance halls, big hotels, game halls... All entertainment places are almost overcrowded, and people living in the Kyoto base enjoy a rich nightlife. They sang and danced in KTV, toasted frequently in the bar, and wore smart helmets in the game hall to experience the immersive bloody fight.

At least half of these entertainment venues belong to the Luo family.

Huaxia Luo family.

In 2185 AD, the catastrophe broke out, and countless people were displaced. Their homes were destroyed by mutant beasts, and they had to flee. Under the protection of evolutionists and the military, they began to carry out strategic transfers. They flooded into major cities in the early stage, and entered space in the middle stage. Fortress, participate in the construction of survival base in the later stage.

During the whole process, countless evolutionaries were sacrificed and injured, and countless people were infected with diseases and became weak. Plagues and large-scale new viruses spread rapidly in the air, and the entire China was on the verge of doomsday.

They showed terrifying financial resources, set up life research institutions one after another, and continuously developed new medicines, such as recovery medicines, antidotes, plague medicines, virus antibodies... Today, the Luo family's industries are all over the world, clothing, catering, entertainment, Mutant animal biological material research, survival base infrastructure construction... The Luo family's wealth is even enough to buy several medium-sized countries, and they are truly incomparably rich!

In the Kyoto base alone, there are more than 7000 entertainment venues belonging to the Luo family, including the Wolf Warrior Bar.

Wolf Warrior Bar is located in the downtown area southwest of the Kyoto base. The name of the bar is taken from a military movie, because this bar was originally open to the military.Regardless of military soldiers, free evolutionists, or mercenaries, whenever they have free time, they will come here to relax.Many soldiers on vacation will even stay here permanently, and the whole is like a huge ecological garden, which is very suitable for self-cultivation.

At this moment, more than 100 people are sitting in the bar ecological shed at the outermost edge of the Wolf Warriors Bar. They are either in twos or threes, or in groups of three or four, or a dozen people form a table.Some are disheveled, some are shirtless, some are guessing and punching, and some are holding high a large glass of foamy beer, drinking it to their heart's content.

Their faces are flushed, and few of them are thin. They are basically all muscular and have an unusually solid physique. The young soldier sitting next to a large pot of chrysanthemums, his skin is dark, the muscles on his face are as sharp as a knife, he is tough and firm, although he is drinking, his posture is still sitting upright, an alloy short stick is placed next to the bench, hitting In a black cloth sheath—about as dark as his complexion.

This dark warrior was alone at the table, with a beer barrel on the cracked wooden table, holding a large wooden beer mug in his hand, drinking gulp after gulp, naturally exuding an extremely tough and unique temperament, which made him Many people in the ecological shed do not want to get too close to him.

"Damn, the vacation of our group is coming to an end, and the humanoid mutants are causing a lot of trouble. We have to go back to work in two days and fly a plane for remote investigation." A fair-skinned but muscular elementalist "Gudong Gudong" drank a few sips of beer, and wiped the corner of his mouth violently: "Mother, the one-month vacation turned into a week and a half, and it was all caused by mutant beasts. What 'Xihuang', 'Wahuang' , They are just stinky lizards and patchwork snakes, don't let me find them, if I find them, let me shoot them to death with missiles!"

On another table, a burly fighter slapped the table vigorously with a saber, laughing loudly: "If you don't brag, you can die, can you?! Didn't listen to the buddies on the post, Xihuangwahuang But they are all king-level mutant beasts. I think the Ghost Ape King has to do something about it. The Heijiang King may not be able to do it. A broken missile, is it useful to release it, is it useful?"

"Damn it!" The white-skinned elementalist took a few more sips of beer, reached out and slapped the table fiercely: "Do you think you are stupid? If I really come across it, you can still hear the sound of the missile, if you don't let it go Missiles, you can’t be killed by them in an instant. How do you say that, don’t look at the joy of flying shuttles, all the dead are pilots, and the ones who have died the most these years are those of us flying in the sky? It’s not right to be afraid of death Pilot, you can't do this!"

More than 100 people around laughed loudly, and the burly fighter was not angry at all, and also laughed: "Your small physique is not enough for me to kill twice, and you are an elementalist. You have a better brain, and you don't want to faint when you fly in the sky .Real swords and guns are nothing to worry about, we have to be guarded by fighters. If you don’t believe me, let’s make gestures, one gesture, two gestures, and let your head fall with a snort, haha!”

A large group of people laughed more happily, and the two didn't really make gestures. They didn't seem to know each other. He buried his head in drinking, the big wooden cup hardly left his lips, his body was full of alcohol, and his face was black and red.

Suddenly, the dark warrior seemed to sense something, and put down the wooden wine glass with his left hand. It was also his left hand, and he grabbed the alloy short stick beside him like a conditioned reflex. When he pressed his finger, the short alloy stick went to both ends with a "chuckle". It was ejected and turned into an alloy chain three-section cudgel, with a cold light on the surface, obviously the quality is not low... He is left-handed!
The second the dark warrior held the three-section cudgel, a staggering figure rushed in desperately from the door of the bar. He was originally wearing a desert storm combat uniform, which was now in tatters, and his whole body was burnt. , especially on the back, the black wound almost exposed the bones, the blood was also black, and scabs had just formed in many places.

He didn't hesitate, rushed into the bar ecology without slowing down, and didn't say hello to anyone. His figure was fast and he continued to rush deeper into the bigger and more luxurious ecological shed.

"Escaped into the Wolf Warriors Bar?" On the bustling streets of Kyoto more than 100 meters away, Yuan Qing's figure was like lightning, jumping up suddenly, overtaking a speeding red car, causing the female driver to exclaim; He looked at the translucent ecological greenhouse at the front of the Wolf Warrior Bar, and rushed in without thinking.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The moment Yuan Qing entered the bar, almost all of the more than 100 soldiers, mercenaries, and free men who were drinking stood up; including the fair-skinned elementalist, the burly fighter who was laughing and quarreling with him just now, and A dark warrior holding an alloy three-section cudgel.

There were about 90 or [-] people in total. They happened to agree with each other. They got up and surrounded Yuan Qing who had rushed into the bar. They breathed out a strong smell of alcohol, their bodies were covered in wine red, and their eyes and faces were extremely unfriendly; at this moment, The desert warrior Yuan Qing was chasing was running deeper into the ecological shed. There were even bloodstains left by him on the ground. Among the smell of wine and plants, there was a faint smell of burnt and blood!

"Yuanqing, the breath has been locked, he has stopped." In his mind, the voice of Zhinao rang clearly: "It is only 320 meters away from us, and there are six ecological greenhouses in the middle."

Yuan Qing stopped slowly, without responding to Zhinao, his eyes slowly swept across the soldiers in front of him... They stood up and surrounded them as soon as they entered the door. Obviously, they were very different from the desert soldier just now. Familiar, even if not familiar, at least know, they are here to stop!
"I am..." Yuan Qing took a step forward, touched the belt around his waist with his palm, and was about to take out the blue star medal to declare his identity-this is the highest honor in China, it has no real authority, but it can save a lot of trouble.

however.

Yuan Qing just said two words, and before his palm touched the belt buckle, his voice was interrupted by a young man with a short hair.This young man is a fighter, shirtless, without a weapon by his side, clenched his fists, and sprayed alcohol on Yuan Qing's face with a "huh": "Who the hell are you kicking out? Believe it or not, I beat you!" ? I've been spoiled by you for having a good drinking session, don't tell me your identity, I don't like this!"

"You drank too much, I don't want to argue with you." Yuan Qing suppressed his anger, looked around, and said coldly: "The one who ran past just now, he..."

Having said that, he was interrupted by a spirit warrior who opened his collar again. He had obvious muscle lines and no weapon in his hand. Jiu Xingzi, swearing: "You are rough, you will go back to work tomorrow, and today you meet such a bastard, and you will not enjoy drinking! I won't beat you to death today, and I will write your name upside down in the future!"

Yuan Qing clenched her fists tightly. These people were not drunk at all, but deliberately used alcohol to make trouble. There is no reason to talk to them!

Whoa!

One of the tallest fighters grabbed the beer on the table, splashed it on Yuan Qing, and shouted: "Brothers, fuck him!"

Yuan Qing stomped his feet, rushing out silver-white spiritual energy from his body, knocking all the beer flying towards him, and spilling a lot of it on the drunks around him; he clenched his fists suddenly, and was about to rush up with his surroundings Drunk men fight.

"Wait a minute." There was a sound of a stick, and a three-section stick with a cold light slammed in front of Yuan Qing, less than two centimeters away from the tip of Yuan Qing's nose; the dark warrior walked forward slowly, his face was cold and hard: " Just now you want to reason, don't you, tell me."

Yuan Qing took a deep breath, suppressed his anger again, and said in a deep voice: "The person who escaped just now, I..."

"I've finished listening." The three-section cudgel in the dark warrior's hand shook violently, his face was tough and domineering: "I'll tell you now, no matter how much reason you have, no matter what reason you have, if you dare to attack the soldiers of the Chinese military, It is reasonable or unreasonable to attack our brothers, and there is no reason for it—brothers, beat me to death, and I will bear the responsibility if something goes wrong!"

Yuan Qing no longer suppressed the anger in his heart, let it go completely, choked his throat and smashed the ground suddenly, his right arm was like a burst of silver light, his palm tightly clasped the dark warrior's neck, and he slammed hard on the ground, the whole body His body sank more than half a meter into the ground, and blood gushed from his mouth.

This dark spirit warrior at the beginning of the fifth level couldn't even swing the three-section cudgel in his hand, and he was only halfway through the counterattack, and was knocked to the ground by Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing straightened up, spit out a mouthful of "bah", and shouted angrily: "You have lost all the faces of Huaxia soldiers!"

(End of this chapter)