Chapter 19 The Bartender and the Soul-Taking Talisman


Chapter 19 The Bartender and the Soul-Taking Talisman

Although the bar business is just a cover, the 'bartender' Kooncho has been trying his best to do his part-time job well.

He is usually very patient and will try his best to satisfy the normal demands of normal customers. He will occasionally chat with them about life, the future of the fortress, and the bad shape of body organs after disease.

——Although he doesn’t have many customers at all on weekdays.

Of course, sometimes some drunkards whose brains have been anesthetized by alcohol will come in by mistake. If the drunkards yell at Koon Town without courtesy, then Koon Town won't mind and add a little bit of material reserves to his main business.

Kooncho's ranking in the Black Fire Gang is not too high. During every year-end summary meeting, he can only sit in seats numbered 24 and 25.

But Kooncho has been doing his best for the Black Fire Gang and the predecessor gang of the Black Fire Gang in the past thirty-five years. He has long been a senior figure of the Black Fire Gang, and he is one of the rare people who only needs to endure more. A member of the downtown gang who will retire at the age of sixty in a few years and go to Midtown to enjoy a peaceful old age.

Therefore, Koon-machi is mild-tempered most of the time. Over time, Koon-machi himself will have an illusion...

As if he was actually a bartender.

The last time he touched a gun was seven or eight years ago. At that time, the 49th floor was in chaos. A new gang, with the support of some officials in the upper city, attempted to challenge the dominance of the Black Fire Gang in the field of 'organ trade'. status, he also encountered attacks here.

The result of that fight was obvious. They won a stable life for seven or eight years.

The gang has been a little restless recently.

Dazuihua died unexpectedly on the thirteenth floor. Something went wrong when he went to kidnap a female doctor.

Sufficient medical resources are the Black Fire Gang's greatest strength. There are hundreds of medical workers working for the Black Fire Gang. They are wearing bomb shackles and will have one of their legs blown off as long as they leave a specific area.

——Even if an entire leg is blown off, this doctor can continue to play his role.

To put it simply, kidnapping doctors, training doctors, and controlling doctors are safeguarding the core interests of the Black Fire Gang.

Their boss keeps sending people to get rid of the doctor and the doctor's assistant. Kooncho can understand it. If it were him, he would do the same thing. He must ensure that the core interests of the Black Fire Gang are not damaged.

But what Koon couldn't understand was why the BOSS suddenly sent Nighthawk to the 46th floor to ambush the security captain.

This may have been an order from the upper city.

According to rumors from the gang management, the captain named Zhou Zhengde is the son of the fortress's interior minister. Zhou Zhengde was previously transferred to the Central City as a security captain because he strongly opposed the human experiments of the Thirteenth Institute of Biology.

‘Brother from the upper city. ’

Koon couldn't help but complain in his heart:
'Once they are involved in this kind of struggle for the upper city of the fortress, or even involved in the war zone's interests, the Black Fire Gang will soon be crushed. ’

‘Hey, you bastards, why can’t you let me retire properly? ’

'The BOSS is too obedient to the Thirteenth House...'

Thinking of this, Koonmachi felt a little irritable, but suddenly heard a young male voice next to his ear.

"I want a pot of Biluochun."

Kooncho stopped wiping the goblet, smiled habitually, and looked up at the man in front of him.

Guwen Ding was startled.

He also read countless people, although most of the time, what he saw was a kind of dull eyes after being anesthetized by drugs.

But the young man in front of him... these calm, bright, and slightly alienated eyes left a deep impression on Koon Town.

‘This is a young man with a story. ’

'but……'

"What is Biluochun?" Gu Onmachi asked with a smile.

Wang Jixuan replied calmly: "A kind of tea."

"Tea?"

Koonmachi put down the goblet and the gauze that served as a rag, and straightened his tie with his white-gloved palms.

"I do have tea here. It can even be said that there are only four or five places in the entire fortress that have tea. Apart from my place, other teas have to be found in the upper city.

"But how do you know this? Young man."

Their conversation attracted the attention of several Blackfire Gang thugs.

Wang Jixuan's hands were naturally placed on the edge of the counter, so that the thugs and Guwen Town did not notice any danger.

Wang Jixuan took advantage of the situation and said, "I heard someone talk about this."

"Oh?" Kooncho smiled, "Young man, you seem to know exactly where this place is."

"The territory of the Blackfire Gang."

Wang Jixuan said calmly:

"There is a huge cold storage under the tavern, which is also one of the core assets of the Black Fire Gang... This is an almost open secret on the 49th floor. Too many people have seen you transporting people here."

There was the sound of bullets being loaded from the side.

In three corners of the tavern and behind the railing on the second floor, a total of seven men looked here at the same time, and several of them stopped and puffed away.

Koonmachi asked: "What about you? Who are you? Are you here to trouble us?"

"I'm here to negotiate."

Wang Jixuan used a little bit of military tactics and continued: "I was sent over by a security captain from the Central City to talk to the boss of your Black Fire Gang. I think you already know some things. The Black Fire Gang doesn't have much time. ”

Koonmachi's expression became extremely solemn.

Although two-thirds of the area on the 49th floor is controlled by the other two gangs, they have absolute dominance in the Black Fire Gang's own territory.

More than 6,000 humans and more than 40,000 material entities living here form a hierarchical town.

Only no more than thirty people here know what the young man in front of him said.

"I think I should contact my BOSS first."

Koonmachi held the edge of the counter with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and said with a smile: "But before I contact my BOSS, you need to answer a few questions for me, your name, your specific identity, what is behind you The boss's name and power, as well as his position in the power.

“This is our territory, even if the fortress consul comes, he still needs to abide by the rules here.

"Now, answer me, what is your name? Young man."

Koonmachi deliberately narrowed his eyes.

He, who had been looking up at the entire fortress from a dark corner all year round, was now like a poisonous snake exuding a cold aura.

——This is how he feels.

"Is he Mu Liang?"

A slightly surprised shout suddenly came from behind the railing on the second floor. A man wearing a top hat held the terminal panel in front of him and let out a light sigh:
"The database shows that he is a technical worker..." The Central City technician who was given the kill order by the boss before! It’s him!”

Koonmachi's eyes narrowed, and he remembered that such a message had popped up on his text exchange machine that was only equipped by the management of the Black Fire Gang.

[04: The man who killed Nighthawk is named Mu Liang, and he is suspected of being a psychic. The above is already investigating, and all information related to this guy has been blocked. Some information about him can be found in the database that has not been updated yet. He seems to be an ordinary mechanic. 】

The headless corpse of Nighthawk flashed before Kooncho's eyes.

The word psyker was like a curse, causing his face to turn pale instantly, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead...

The atmosphere in the tavern became a little weird.

The visiting young man sat on a high chair and stared at the bartender in front of him with a smile;

The old bartender's slightly loose skin was trembling slightly as he stared into the young man's eyes.

In the corner, several strong men wearing dark green sweatshirts put their right hands into their arms simultaneously;
On the second floor, there were two Black Fire Gang members wearing suits and top hats, silently picking up shotguns. With the tranquilizer gun...

Koon Town suddenly bowed his head!
He is going to grab the pistol posted under the counter!
As soon as Koon Town made a move, his eyes were blurred. More than a dozen long pink paper charms unfolded almost instantly, and the young man in front of him suddenly rushed forward and grabbed his collar!

boom! Bang bang!

Several people on the side opened fire decisively!
Kooncho couldn’t believe what he saw:
Those paper charms actually flashed with dazzling golden light in an instant. The golden light connected together and overlapped each other, forming a thin golden light. Shield wall, those pistol bullets were bounced and twisted!
The young man who grabbed him by the collar had already used the force of pulling him to fly up the second before the golden light erupted, throwing him behind the counter.

The back of Koonmachi's head hit the stone floor hard, and he felt dizzy.

And in his sight, a young man named Mu Liang scurried forward, his dodge movements smooth and fluid, and his hands continuously swung as fast as phantoms!
A stream of black awns shot out!

The gunfire in the tavern suddenly stopped.

Kooncho didn't know what was happening outside, but he heard the dull sound of someone falling from the second floor.

Got killed?

All his men here were killed?
Kneeling on one knee, Wang Jixuan stood up, and the dozen or so talismans pressed into his palm were pushed back into his sleeves with his fingers.

Compared to the metal darts he threw with [Qi], the bullets were indeed faster.

But it doesn't matter. Wang Jixuan has already figured out a way to withstand ordinary pistol bullets. He only needs to use a dozen diamond talismans at the same time to achieve "comprehensive protection" for three to four seconds.

Wang Jixuan looked down at the bartender Guwen Ding and asked with a smile:

"Where's your tea?"

"You can't threaten me, young man," Koonmachi's breath was trembling slightly, "You can kill me now, I've had enough of this long ago, this is the truth, you don't need to hear any valuable information from my mouth! They'll be here in a minute!"

Wang Jixuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

In his perception, there was a huge cavity under his feet, and there were some mottled and weak breaths underneath.

Interrogation is the troublesome thing he is least good at.

This tavern is located in the northwest corner of the Black Fire Gang's territory and is an important warehouse behind the Black Fire Gang.

Wang Jixuan must make a quick decision. Before the members of the Black Fire Gang in the cold storage below discover that there is something wrong with the tavern, he must get the information he wants most from the old man's mouth.

"Pindao actually wants to persuade people to do good."

Wang Jixuan reached into the inner pocket of his jacket with his right hand, took out a blank piece of talisman paper, bit the tip of his index finger, forced out wisps of air, and quickly drew complex talismans on the talisman paper.

"But at least, the target of the poor Taoist advice must be an individual first."

Wang Jixuan raised his sword fingers with his right hand, pressed the bloody talisman paper downwards, and hit Guwen Ding's forehead hard.

Soul-catching!

(End of chapter)

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