Alaska Gold Rush Diary

Chapter 187 Drinking at the Bar

After this period of training, Zhou Xin's strength has improved a lot. This punch, filled with anger, weighed nearly 600 pounds.

Slant was knocked to the ground, losing several teeth and suffering some fractures to his cheekbone.

This playboy had never suffered such an injury before; he covered his face, rolled on the ground, and howled.

"I didn't want to argue with you, but you're just too despicable!" Zhou Xin's voice was icy, carrying a hint of murderous intent.

This feeling sent a chill down Crick's spine; he had only ever seen this kind of oppressive aura emanating from Dawn.

Creek didn't know what that kind of pressure was. In fact, it was a special aura that only people who had actually killed people and whose hands were stained with the blood of others possessed.

There is a horror movie called Hostel, which is about an evil organization that kidnaps people and uses them to kill and play with the wealthy.

The reason why those wealthy people are willing to spend huge sums of money to experience such a massacre is to give themselves that kind of aura.

Now, a dozen or so people have died under Zhou Xin's gun, so the intimidating aura he possesses is extremely strong.

The commotion drew everyone's attention in the bar, but intimidated by Zhou Xin's imposing presence, they dared not come to his aid.

Slant spat out several teeth, blood streaming from his mouth.

"You—you wait, I'll get my dad to send someone to beat you to death!"

Slant covered his cheek and said bitterly.

However, the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

Zhou Xin drew his pistol with lightning speed and pointed it at him.

The crowd screamed and quickly backed away.

"What if I kill you right now?"

Zhou Xin's eyes remained cold, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura, giving everyone the feeling that he really would shoot!

Slant's face turned deathly pale, and he dared not move an inch, let alone utter another word.

"I'm teaching you a lesson today for two reasons," Zhou Xin said, his gun still pointed at Slant, his voice as cold as ice: "First, it's one thing for you to be an addict yourself, but you even dragged others into it. That's utterly despicable!"

Second, you have repeatedly harassed my girlfriend. As a man, I cannot forgive you!

He approached step by step and pointed the gun at Slant's genitals.

"No!" Slant recoiled in fear and immediately knelt down. "I'm sorry—I was wrong, please forgive me!"

He was utterly terrified and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Actually, Zhou Xin didn't intend to actually fire the gun; he just wanted to scare him.

The two did not have any deep-seated hatred, nor was he a hot-tempered maniac who would easily be provoked by a grudge. To open fire and injure someone in such a crowded and chaotic place would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.

However, he didn't intend to let Slant off so easily.

He launched a flying kick, striking Slant squarely in the chin, sending him sprawling backward.

The kick was quite powerful, and Slant knocked out several more of his front teeth.

"I'll let you off today, now get out of here!"

Slant spat out a few more teeth, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, and slunk away towards the door.

The onlookers breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that no shots had been fired.

In Alaska, the sex crime rate is the highest in the United States, but other crimes are much lower than average.

In remote towns like Salcha, murders are extremely rare.

Zhou Xin put away his pistol and said to the tense crowd around him, "Sorry, I scared you all, but as you saw, he was just too despicable."

Creek chimed in, "That's right, you can't blame yourself. Everyone knows what kind of guy Slant is. Maybe you did something that many people wanted to do but didn't dare to."

Zhou Xin's apology and Creek's words of comfort quickly dispelled the panic among the crowd.

Many of these people know Zhou Xin and are aware of his long-standing feud with Slant. What Zhou Xin did today is indeed not excessive.

Seeing that the panic in the crowd had subsided, Zhou Xin clapped his hands and said, "Thank you everyone. To express my apology, I'll treat you all to a glass of whiskey."

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in cheers.

If the crowd had harbored some hostility towards Zhou Xin just moments before because of his performance, they now all felt a sense of goodwill towards him.

The matter finally calmed down, and Zhou Xin asked the waiter to add a chair so that Creek could come and sit with him.

"Where are Bemon and Mr. Dawn?"

Zhou Xin had noticed that Bemon and Dawn, who used to be here almost every night, were not present.

“They’ve all left Salcha,” Creek said, taking a sip of whiskey, a hint of melancholy in his eyes. “Bemon quit his job at the heating station a few months ago and went to Fairbanks. Dawn doesn’t know, but he hasn’t been seen in Salcha for about six months.”

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Bemon and Zhou Xin were both close drinking buddies of Creek, and now that they had both left Salcha, he naturally felt a little lonely.

Dawn always kept to himself. Although he would occasionally talk to people at the bar, he didn't have any contact with others, so no one knew where he was.

"So that's how it is."

Zhou Xin felt somewhat regretful. His main purpose in coming to Salcha was to find Dawn, but he didn't expect to come up empty-handed.

"Yes, you've all left, and this old man is left to die here!"

Creek was an old bachelor with no relatives or friends, and now that several of his friends had left one after another, he couldn't help but feel sentimental.

Zhou Xin poured him a glass of wine and said with a smile, "Please don't say that. With your health, you can drink for at least another ten years. Cheers!"

The gloom on Creek's face eased slightly, and he laughed heartily, "That's right, as long as I can still drink, there's nothing to worry about!"

The two clinked glasses and the atmosphere quickly became cheerful.

Zhang Jianing sat to the side, smiling as she watched the two talk animatedly, and couldn't help but think to herself: He is ruthless and decisive when dealing with his opponents, but so gentle when dealing with his friends.

That night, Creek was already completely drunk, and Zhou Xin was also a little dizzy.

He gave the waiter a tip to help take Creek home, while he and Zhang Jianing slowly walked back to their residence.

Although he was somewhat drunk, his mind remained clear.

Slant was badly hurt by him, and might find a way to take revenge when he gets back.

Now that Dawn was no longer there, he planned to leave Salcha that very night.

It wasn't because I was afraid of Slant, but because I really didn't want to waste time here.

This afternoon, he received a message from Sofia that they planned to set off for Hibernation Valley to search for treasure in a week.

Zhou Xin has decided to go with them. If the treasure is real, he can earn extra income before the end of the year.

After returning to their lodgings and packing their belongings, the two, along with Logan, were driven back to Anchorage by Zhang Jianing.

Before leaving, Zhou Xin went to the landlady to complete the lease termination procedures and said that he might not come back again.

As the car drove out of Salcha, Zhou Xin glanced back at the snow-covered town, feeling very calm.