Chronicles of Heaven

When the demon king said that he was in the past, the old white probe opened the door of the Shibuya pub and walked into the pub where the voice was heard.

It’s a thick, mellow meat, and the taste of the broth that is being cooked, mixed with the sweat, body, and scent of the human body, and the strangeness of the pub’s walls. The savage beast has a leathery taste.

Almost condensed into a strange and strange taste, almost rushed to the old white.

The old-fashioned sensibility-sensing old white stood at the door of the pub, and it was so stiff that he stayed for a while, and then he took a glimpse of tears and squinted his eyes and looked around.

The tavern is made of black boulders, heavy walls, heavy roofs, metal-cast beams and columns arranged neatly on the top of the head, and a large round lampstand hung under the black lacquered beams. Full of oil lamps.

A square sheet of metal and a long table are placed in a pub. At first glance, there are at least two or three hundred large tables in the long pub, each table is full. A handsome man with a face.

The women exposed by the clothes twisted their waists and smiled and walked around the crowd.

They either carry a barrel on their shoulders or carry a huge tray filled with food such as grilled meat, stew, and sausage.

Once someone greeted them, they poured the wines in the huge empty glasses that the big men lifted up, and at the same time painted two strokes on the animal skin hanging at the table.

Similarly, once someone greeted, the woman holding the tray picked up a sharp knife and slashed some steaming meat. He fell heavily on the tray in front of the big man, and then simply on the animal skin hanging on the table. Write down an account.

In Shibuya, those who are born and honored by the big forces, they all live in the stone building near the palace, they have their own social circle, will not come to this chaotic occasion.

In this pub, it is either the guards around the big guys, the mercenaries who come from afar to seek wealth, or some other miscellaneous people.

The staff is complicated, the quality of the goods is not high, and there are often things that fight and fight.

Old white tightened the belt around his waist, touched the hardened dagger inserted in the belt, carefully stepped on the small step and walked to the long counter in the middle of the pub.

A man standing two meters high and bulging like a meat mountain stood behind the counter. He wiped a stone wine glass with a piece of linen, and the glass of the size of an ordinary man was wiped out by him.

When the old white came in, the big man had noticed him. When Laobai went all the way to avoid the rushing big man came to the counter, the big man put the wine glass on the counter, and the left elbow was on the counter, leaning on his side. Look at the old white eyes.

"The face is very born, just arrived? Shibuya is a good place... As long as there is a capable hero, you can make a fortune." Dahan said with a sigh of relief: "As long as you are a good man, you can make a fortune... If you are lucky enough, Can find a woman of the Yi nationality, you will not be embarrassed in this life."

Not waiting for the old white opening, Dahan has already slammed the table and laughed loudly: "However, the woman of the Yi nationality will never find a rat who has not had their thighs high... Hahaha, hahaha!"

Several brawny men on the long table next to the counter, as well as several FITs sitting at the counter, and seven or eight hot girls nearby laughed at the same time.

They looked at the old white that was overwhelmed and the laughter was louder.

"The rat... is still a mouse..."

"Hahaha, look at this skinny..."

"Hey, old guy, the dagger on your waist is good, but can you kill?"

"Oh, I see that he is born with a mouse face that is owed..."

A few drunken faces with red faces stood up and shook their arms and walked to the old white. A big man '咚' squatted in front of the old white, bowing his head to the old white face. Less than three inches before.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Old guy, here is where our young guys come, what are you doing here?"

Old white took a step back.

As a patriarch of a former rat tribe with his own people living in the wilderness and allowing the ethnic group to continue to multiply, the first choice for Laobai’s encounter is not force, but reason... The second choice is if truth If you can't make it, then slip away at the fastest speed...

Unless it is a desperate situation, Laobai will not choose violence.

Even if these few drunken men, their necks have been exposed to the old white, as long as a gentle dagger is placed on their necks, the rotten bones on the dagger are poisonous, even if it is only a trace of injury. The skin can make them violent on the spot...

Old white chooses to reason.

"You, I am looking for someone..." Laobai laughed a few times, and he slammed his hand hard: "I am looking for a brother named Gold Coin."

It is the gold coins that release the wind through special channels. Some people find witch iron in Shibuya, and this person is entrusted by Wu Jin to find Wu Tie.

Laobai feels that since it is in Shibuya, it is better to see the gold coins.

Of course, he will not be the gold coins that are remembered for the reward of gold coins. He definitely does not remember those rewards...

Well, maybe he is a bit of a mere mind of those gold coins, but the world of rats is a family. Since you came to Shibuya, you still have to contact the mouse brothers here. Maybe when can everyone help each other?

A few drunken men stayed, and the big man in front of the old white suddenly burst into laughter: "Hey... someone looking for gold coins! Lao Luo, someone looking for gold coins... He still owes you a lot of money?"

On one side of the counter, the other end of the pub, in the middle of more than twenty long tables, has a more spacious square space. There is a long table several times larger than the ordinary table, and nearly a hundred men and women are shouting loudly around the long table.

The screams of the drunken people let the men and women who are screaming at the same time close their mouths, and look back at them one by one.

The crowd suddenly separated from left to right, a burly body, dark skin like a tower, a black eye mask on one eye, and a strong man with a scar on his upper body playing with three baby-sized scorpions, stepping away from the crowd.

A few shirtless, thieves eyebrows but another face of fierce, at first glance, the man who is not a good man followed the tower-like big man, with a weird smile, step by step.

"Oh, a rat?" The tower, the old man, took a slap on the counter. He looked at the savage mountain-stricken man and smiled: "Old wine, this is the second rat in your pub, it is worth celebrating. Look... hahaha, except for the guy in the gold coin, your pub, actually came in the second rat..."

The old wine ‘嘿嘿’ smiled a few times. He shook his head and grabbed the stone wine glass and continued to work hard to wipe it with linen.

Lao Luo shook his head and looked down at the old white, snoring and said: "You look for gold coins? Is there anything?"

Not waiting for the old white opening, Lao Luo has grinned and said: "I understand, you are also a rat, gold coins are also rats, hey, are you his relatives?"

The old white-eyed eyes, very clever smile: "Of course, I have never seen him, I just came to him to inquire about some news... Sorry, if he has conflicts with you, I don't know him."

Laobai stepped back two steps and left the pub.

He regrets a bit. He should listen to the words of Wu Tie. If you don't have to, don't look for gold coins. Anyway, Wu Tie has already arrived in Shibuya. He has found his mother. He has already heard the news of Wu Jin. He is doing it. Why do you have to do more?

A big hand slammed on the old white shoulder, then the second hand, the third hand...

Several drunken men reached out and held the old white shoulders and neck indiscriminately, and seized him.

"Hey, Lao Luo talks to you, you can't run!" A few drunks smiled happily: "Old guy...hey...old guy..."

Lao Luo is two meters high and the old white is only one meter high. Basically, one arm of Lao Luo is more magnificent than the whole body of Lao Bai. Lao Luo stepped forward and seemed to think that the height gap was too big. It was really bad to talk to Laobai. He ‘h’’.

A few drunks raised the old white and raised him to the same position as Lao Luo.

"You know gold coins... this is very good." Lao Luo reached out and beat the old white face: "He owes me... How many gold coins are there?"

A few of the men behind Lao Luo laughed at the same time. One was full of bad teeth, and the corners of his eyes were long and sore. The man with pus leaking out was grotesquely laughing: "Boss, the guy of gold coins owes Our gambling debts are full of twenty gold coins... plus interest, that is twenty...no, two hundred..."

The old white and clever person, once he heard the man, he knew that he was blackmailed by malicious extortion.

Shaking his head, the old white said: "Hey, listen, I have never seen gold coins, I have nothing to do with him, his gambling debt..."

Lao Luo pressed his hand on the shoulder of Laobai. He said to Laobai very seriously: "You are a rat, he is also a rat. You come here to find him... Before so many years, no one came. I have found gold coins, so you have a relationship with him... are you, relatives?"

"It’s a relative, then it’s best. Two hundred gold coins are gambling debts. You have to help him. Well, of course, I know that you guys are very poor, they are very difficult, it’s not easy... So, Your soft armor is good."

Lao Luo’s eyes glanced at the soft armor of the old white body.

This is a set of fine leather armor, and it is a leather armor made of a large suede that is almost turned into a dragon. It is also a soft armor made by Lujia's master craftsman for the old white body.

The surface of the black soft armor has a layer of fluorescence, which is a unique sign of the strong rune. This is a fine armor.

"You, didn't you make a mistake?" Laobai looked at Lao Luo: "You, want to grab my equipment? But, my A, can you wear it?"

Laobai could not understand the ideas of Lao Luo and others.

"Also, our body size is relatively large. But good things can always be shot." Lao Luo smiled and looked at the old white: "Oh, no, I said something wrong..."

Lao Luo gently gave himself a slap in the face. He looked at the old white and said seriously: "You are a soft armor, probably worth a gold coin? So, you still owe us 199 gold coins... let us Look, what else is worth on you?"

The old white eyes looked at Lao Luo.

A gold coin?

The soft armor on his body, although because of the size of the body, the use of less material, but a piece of almost a dragon, the simple raw material is worth nearly a thousand gold coins in the Cangyan domain.

Even if the gold coins in the Cangyan domain are slightly smaller than the gold snake stone in Shibuya, the purity is also a little bit different, and it is worth hundreds of gold snake stones.

Not to mention, this is still a well-forged black armor, and the price has to be doubled at least three times.

This is extortion, this is extortion, and the old white knows.

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Then the old white bent over, easily smashed out from the legs of a big man, and ran straight to the door of the pub.

A few drunkards were confused, their movements were extremely slow, and the old whites were far away, and they had not turned around.

Lao Luo chose to raise his eyebrows. The three scorpions that he played in his hands suddenly flashed a glimmer of light. As soon as he made a fist and released his hand, the three scorpions ‘唰’ suddenly disappeared, and then suddenly appeared in the old white head.

A scorpion pressed against the top of the head, and two scorpions, one left and one right, pressed against the shoulder.

Like a small hill, the old white blame, which is thin and thin, is not screamed by the three scorpions, and fell to the ground with a scorpion, and the brain slammed on the ground, almost stunned. .

The three scorpions were crushed down, and the old white bones were slamming.

If it weren't for these days, the old man was repairing the "Boneless Devil", and there were some subtle changes in his body. The bones of his body had already shattered.

Old white screamed, his body slammed, his bones became like water, his body was like a snake, suddenly took off all his clothes and armor, and instantly got rid of the imprisonment of three donkeys. Go out.

Several men behind Lao Luo have been chasing them in three or two steps. Laobai just took off his clothes and armor, and they pulled out the short swords, daggers, and short knives. They waved their hands to Laobai.

These men are all cultivating the Xuanjing, and they have already cultivated mana.

A few short swords, daggers, and short knives brought the cold light of Mi Xu long across the old white body. The old white body suddenly splashed with blood, and a large piece of flesh mixed with white hair and flew at the same time.

The old white screams ‘吱吱’, and he regrets 10,000 times why he has to covet the gold coins to run this **** pub.

His body swayed, and the talented gods spread through the shadows. The body suddenly fell into a shadow, and the breath ran without a trace.

"Oh? Run away?" Lao Luo smiled triumphantly, grabbing the clothes, armor and dagger left by Laobai.

"However, these things are still worth a lot... old wine, I invite all the brothers, have a drink!" Lao Luo laughed and raised the equipment that originally belonged to the old white.