Lord of Divine Snow

Baermo Port.

White Birch Forest.

After a few shots, everything was calm again.

The masked gangster hurriedly drove the carriage full of cargo away, leaving only a mess.

The clear moonlight is shining.

A blood-stained palm suddenly lifted, covering his face, as if a little disgusted that the moonlight was too dazzling.

"There is only one moon. It seems that this World is more in line with my common sense..."

Zhong Shenxiu turned over and sat up, looking at his chest.

The gray jacket was soaked with blood, but at this time, under the blood coat, those bloody wounds were healing quickly, squeezing out deformed bullets.

'As soon as he entered the field, he almost had character death and spent a sum of Heavenly Elegance Points to repair his injury. It was almost...'

After a while, he struggled to stand up. Looking at the corpse on the ground.

Most of them were blonde, sturdy, with a lot of hair... They were also shot.

Apart from this, there are several double-barreled shotguns scattered on the ground. The specific model Zhong Shenxiu can’t be called, but the walnut buttstock lines are very smooth and it feels like an artwork.

'A...Western world? '

Zhong Shenxiu picked up a double-barreled shotgun, stroked the cold body of the gun with his palm, and muttered to himself.

'I always feel that the world that I traverse through the Gate of Myriad Gates is not normal and is easily affected... My first world has the invasion of Heavenly Demon, and the second world has Evil God and this World. What the hell is there again? '

He sighed, knowing that his chances of finding other immortal cultivation cultivation techniques from this World were extremely slim.

Even in the memory of this youngster named'Levy Mojito', there is no extraordinary.

The only thing that can make the opponent feel the strength and power is strong physique, revolvers, and armored battleships...

'Hmm...Productivity in the first industrial revolution and the second Between... Although there are products such as steam cars, only in big cities, it is easy to crush the road surface, so the transportation carriage is the first choice...'

Looking at the carriage pressure on the ground Mark, Zhong Shenxiu pressed his eyebrows and began to accept the memory of the original owner in the cold wind roaring at night.

Mesomia Federation, Baermo Port...

Western native, bartender...

Jones, Carmela, Jennifer...

Tasks, transport prohibited alcohol, robbers...

A lot of memories came surging. Even though he had several experiences, Zhong Shenxiu couldn't help but press his temples, feeling that his head almost exploded.

"Holding or wishing is to become rich!"

"I'm going...This is embarrassing me! It's okay if you have to accurately say a number. How to realize the concept of money, which is not quantified at all?"

"I am afraid I can only make money hard. See when the obsession dissipates, it means that the money is enough...Or maybe, for a lifetime Not earning enough?"

Zhong Shenxiu's face is a bit ugly.

He knows the entire process of development why Levy Mojito died here.

Mesomia Federation at this time, 667.

Last year, Congress just passed a decree that Levy Mojito seemed to be stupid with—Alcohol Prohibition! Declared that all manufacturing, selling and even transporting alcoholic beverages are illegal and can be fined or even imprisoned!

By the way, Levy Mojito is twenty years old this year, and his original profession is a bartender.

What can the bartender do if there is no wine?

The Federation not only issued Alcohol Prohibition, but also sent a prohibition agent to the states to supervise the implementation of the law. Levy was unlucky enough to lose his job.

This youngster secretly didn't know how many times he had greeted the family members of those idiot congressmen, but unfortunately there was no use for eggs.

Levy Mojito's parents died young, but there is still a younger brother in the family. Two younger sisters need to feed. After losing their source of income, the family becomes very embarrassed.

In order to make a living, he had to accept the commission of an underground dark bar Boss to transport him a batch of'illegal goods', that is, smuggled drinks.

This inferior wine is the work of a small country workshop, fermented with potatoes or corn, and even mixed with formaldehyde!

In the eyes of Levy Mojito as a bartender, it's like rubbish.

But even so, in the dark bar, you can still sell a bottle of twelve dollars!

Compared with the previous price of ten cents a bottle, it has skyrocketed dozens of times! Close to a hundred times!

Moreover, it is easy to drink people into the hospital or even into the grave.

Even so, people who go to the underground bar to get drunk are still in an endless stream, because human beings are frantically pursuing things that can give short-term pleasure, to the point where they are hopeless.

Otherwise, the original colonists would not do everything possible to let the colonial natives become addicted to alcohol, and then easily exchanged spirits for everything they wanted.

Not only that, the religion of this World also has a deep relationship with wine, and even likes to use wine in celebrations, claiming that drinking wine can bring people closer to Spiritual God! And kindly call them'panacea','huanbo', and'frenzy liquid'!

Of course, people with lofty ideals have also been angrily denounced as "magic oars" and "trouble springs"!

Why the Federation adopted such a strong attitude to pass and implement the prohibition law is still a very puzzling question.

In short, after Alcohol Prohibition, various underground bars have emerged in an endless stream, which has evolved a series of social problems.

The convoy that transports bootleg alcohol is also coveted by a large number of bandits. They call it'liquid gold' and they often commit crimes in groups.

In order to protect the hard-won smuggled drinks, the bar bosses had to hire people extensively to protect the lifeline of transportation.

It is against this background that Levy Mojito joined the team this time.

And his first mission, he encountered the robbers unfortunately.

To be honest, the bootleg business in Byron City has gone through the initial chaos and has now been dominated by the largest gangs. It should be safer.

But the fact that the fighting between gangs has stopped does not mean that those gangsters with more than a dozen people will stop easily.

Levy encountered a few unreasonable stunners, and even dared to shoot and kill people directly. He was shot in the chest and hung up directly.

After that, it was Zhong Shenxiu's business.

"Now... you have to leave the scene first, otherwise it's no joke to be caught by the subsequent Federation agent..."

Zhong Shenxiu tidyed up his clothes and prepared to leave the murder as soon as possible on site.

Although it is a wilderness, but there were gunshots before, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be discovered.

At this time, a thick palm suddenly caught his shoe.

That was a stout white man lying in a pool of blood, his mouth fuzzyly calling for help: "Help...Help..."

"Scarface?"

Zhong Shenxiu turned the man over and found that he knew he was the gunman of the team. He had a hideous scar on his face, but he was actually very young and he was pretty good.

Checked the injury and found that it didn't hurt the most important thing. Fortune telling him the big deal.

"Fortunately, let's go together."

He helped Scarface up, and the two slowly walked into the birch forest.