Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 1102 Conflict in the Tavern
After some analysis, Shangguan Xiaoyao gradually understood the mission of this illusion, and chatted with Hu Sai with a smile on his face.

With a creak, the door of the tavern was pushed open again, and a man with a haggard face and frost hanging on his beard walked in with a piano in his arms.

The tavern owner was obviously a very enthusiastic person. He looked at the emaciated man, showed his signature smile, and greeted: "Hey, my friend, come quickly."

The haggard man walked to the bar, reached into his pocket to take out a handful, and his face gradually became ugly.

"Come on, my friend, how about a glass of Husai's homemade wheat wine?" Hussey took a puff on his cigar indifferently, poured a glass of wheat wine and pushed it in front of the haggard man. Well, the first cup is free. But for the second cup, Hussein has to charge money."

The haggard man took two gulps from the tavern, took a comfortable breath, wiped his mouth, and said gratefully: "Thank you... I am indeed penniless."

"It's okay, my friend." Husse pointed to the other people in the tavern, and said, "The people in the tavern are all friends, and friends never talk about money."

Shangguan Xiaoyao liked this bold tavern owner very much, and patted the haggard man on the shoulder and said, "I'll take his second cup."

The haggard man was even more grateful, a blush glowed on his pale and frail face, he set up the piano and started playing.

The beautiful and melodious sound of the piano echoed in the tavern. Everyone closed their eyes and listened quietly.

Suddenly someone was attracted by the sound of the piano, and gradually became intoxicated. While beating on the table, they began to sing slowly.

Obviously this person is more inclined to the empire, because every line of the song he sings is ridiculing the leader of the rebel army, Ivan Ivan.

"Thick flames of war... Destroy my lovely homeland;"

"That regicide villain . . . is not as good as a dog;"

"We must be strong... poured with blood and guarded with armor;"

"Our lovely homeland, down, down, Ivan Ivan the despicable villain!"

Before the song was finished, the haggard man put his hands on the strings and stopped playing.

Shangguan Xiaoyao quietly glanced at the tavern, everyone's expressions reacted.

The tavern owner wiped the glass in his hand, put down the cigar in his mouth, whistled stiffly, and turned around to arrange the wine bottles on the shelves. In fact, the wine bottles were neatly arranged;

The drinkers in the tavern also fell silent, you look at me, I look at you, then lowered their heads to pretend not to care, drinking the wine in the glass quietly, even if the glass is empty To hold it up and put on a show;

Muse's face was also a little stiff, but he had no strength after all, and he was still an old man. After taking a look, he found that Shangguan Xiaoyao didn't respond, so he lowered his head and drank the wine in the glass;
After all, Qatar is still young, looking at his grandfather with wide innocent eyes, and then at Shangguan Xiaoyao, feeling the subtle atmosphere in the tavern, quietly approaching Muse, grabbing his arm;

There were only the haggard man and the singing man, and their expressions were slightly subtle.

The haggard man's expression was very ugly, and a blush of anger quietly floated on his already pale face, because he knew very well that the song he just played was "Praise the Resistance Army", which was popular among the people, but the man sang it as In other songs, the lyrics were also tampered with words that belittled the leader of the rebel army, Ivan Ivan.

The singing man also stared at the wine glass in front of him blankly, swallowed, and put the wine glass in his hand on the table heavily, and the wine drank out of it.

The haggard man suppressed his anger and drank the last drop of wine in the glass, his throat trembling.

The haggard man stood up abruptly, kicked the bar stool away, grabbed the wine glass and threw it over, the shattered glass shards splashed on the wall, clanging.

He roared: "Shut up! You imperial dog!"

"Interesting." The corner of Shangguan Xiaoyao's mouth curled up slightly, and he said in his heart: "One supports the rebel army, the other supports the imperial army, and some have read it."

At this time, everyone's eyes were also focused on these two people.

The haggard man was tall and thin, and looked very weak, especially his pale face, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

And the singing man, sitting there with a muscular body, just looking at his muscular body, he knew that this man must be easy to mess with.

The singing man raised his eyes, glanced at the haggard man contemptuously, and said, "What do you want? A lackey of the rebel army. I am free to sing whatever songs I want, and I don't need you, a poor man who can't even pay for the drinks." Ghosts interfere with my pure soul!"

"Just your singing? Pooh! It's an insult to my ears and my piano!" the haggard man scolded, "It's like a duck with sand in its mouth being choked and screaming!"

"What are you talking about! You are insulting me!" The drinking man slapped the table and stood up, cursing: "Sure enough, you rebels are all dirty lackeys with unclean mouths!"

"You are not allowed to insult our rebel army!" The haggard man scolded: "You are not allowed to insult our great leader of the rebel army! If I hear a word that insults Ivan Ivan from your dirty mouth again, I will Just beat you to the point where you have teeth all over the place!"

The haggard man glared at the drinking man, the eyes of both sides were fierce, sparks were flying, and a fight was about to start.The drinkers around looked at the two people in a delicate atmosphere and just drank their heads in suspense.

If this was a quarrel in an ordinary tavern, maybe they would whistle and laugh like they were watching a good show.But now, this is equivalent to a confrontation between the rebel army and the imperial army. Although this is a neutral town, they still don't want to cause trouble for themselves. After all, neither the rebel army nor the imperial army can provoke them.

The emaciated man's face was flushed red by the atmosphere, and he said fiercely, "I want to fight you!"

The drinking man also clenched his fists without hesitation, rolled up his sleeves, and said with a disdainful smile: "Okay, come on, if I, Daxie, don't hammer you into a pig's head today, I'll crawl away from here!"

"Your name is Daxie, right? Please remember my name." The haggard man said, a gleam of light gradually appeared on his body, like a hazy steaming mist: "My name is Kevin!"

After Kevin finished speaking, the divine power released from his body rushed towards Daxie.

Shangguan Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in his heart: "It looks as if it is fragile, but I didn't expect it to be a god-level master. Judging by the level of divine power he released, he should be in the middle stage of a true god."

Daxie also released his divine power almost at the same time, and the divine sense pressure of both sides collided together, circling in this small tavern, and the strong residual force spread out, forcing the drinkers present to leave their seats and go to the wall. Lean on, or you will be blown away.

Although the [-] people living in Milu Town are all cultivated people, their strength is generally not very strong. At most, their bodies can withstand the severe cold. Or, they couldn't even bear the powerful coercion they released, let alone the two of them collided with each other with divine power. This diffused residual force affected them, which really made them miserable.

"Hey. My dear compatriots!" The tavern owner held his head and desperately supported the wine rack behind him, and shouted: "Civilians don't know how to point their weapons at their compatriots. I have a suggestion. You should change your method." How about settling quarrels without using weapons or divine power, whose fists are hard?"

Kevin withdrew his divine power, snorted, and said, "Hussey, my friend, for the sake of buying me a drink, I'll give you this face, I can fight him with fists instead, but I Don't think this vulgar fellow is my countryman!"

Daxie also withdrew her divine power, and spat: "Okay, then I'll teach you a lesson with my fist!"

As Daxie said, she walked to the bar, took out a money bag from her body, and threw it on the bar. Watching the bulging money bag jingle as it fell on the table, it was obvious that there were a lot of gold coins in it.

"I'll bet you with this bag of money that I'll beat you to the ground, poor man!" After Daxie finished speaking, she looked at Kevin contemptuously, meaning to ask him to gamble with him with something decent.

Kevin gritted his teeth, put the violin gently on the table, and said, "Then I'll use the violin my mother gave me to bet against you! If you can beat me, it will be yours!"

The harp carved with exquisite patterns does not seem to be a cheap item, especially the thin strings on it reflect the cold light in the firelight of the fireplace.A knowledgeable person among the drinkers let out a low exclamation.

Daxie's eyes lit up, a flash of greed flashed, he licked his lips and smiled, "Okay, how about we go out and fight?" As he spoke, he pushed open the door of the tavern and stood outside on the street where heavy snow was still falling.

Kevin snorted and strode out of the tavern.

Daxie roared, and when Kevin had just walked out of the tavern, he raised his fist and rushed towards him. The fierce punch seemed to come whistling with the sound of wind.

Kevin didn't choose to dodge either, he quickly approached Daxie, puffed out his chest and planned to take Daxie's fist forcefully, but at the same time he raised his fist and threw it at Daxie's eyes.

With a muffled bang, Kevin was shaken by Daxie's fist, and his fist hit Daxie's eyes straight.

Daxie yelled again, shrank his head, curled up his body, grabbed Kevin's waist with his big hands, then hugged Kevin with his thick arms, strangled him tightly, trying to lift him up.

Kevin's waist was strong, and his own hands also tightly grasped Daxie's arm. He wanted to break free, and both feet stepped on the ground vigorously at the same time. However, the difference in physical strength between the two sides was too great. Kexi pushed back and forth.

(End of this chapter)