Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"What?" A look of astonishment flashed across the bartender's eyes.

"I'm going to the capital of killing." Dao Feng repeated to you.

However, the big man who was watching this side burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! Didn't I hear it wrong? This little boy actually said he was going to the capital of killing?!"

"Wouldn't it be that some noble son came here to seek death when he was full and had nothing to do?"

"The ignorant are fearless! There are so many people who have entered the killing capital, but no one has come out alive. If this little boy can come out alive, I will eat this tavern!"

"This kid looks so weak, I'm afraid he'd be scared to pee if he killed a chicken? Hahaha!"

"..."

"Strange things happen every year, and today is especially strange. There is a little boy going to the capital of killing?!"

"Little boy, since you are going to die, why don't you let me have a good time first?! I must let you know that being a man is good!" The bald man laughed obscenely, and pointed at the tent that hadn't faded.

Say anything.

Dao Feng turned his head and glanced lightly, looked at the bartender and smiled, "Can people kill people in taverns?"

"According to the law of crime domain, no." The bartender said calmly, looking at Dao Feng.

"That's it, that's such a pity." Dao Feng couldn't help but sighed.

If he could kill people, he would clean up the rubbish on the way, especially the little bald guy who wanted to play some interesting games with him, he would let him know that being a man is good...

"Little boy is so arrogant! Do you know who I am?!" The bald man's eyes became even more evil. Everyone here has his own day and no tomorrow, and the most important thing is to have fun in time.

"That's right, do you know that Brother Qiang is the Soul Sect?!"

"Little son of a bitch, Zazhong, you have the guts to say it again, so many brothers present can let you walk out of this place standing up, we don't have to mess around in the future!"

"..."

"Little boy, immediately kneel down and apologize to my buddy, and the matter will be over, or it will fall into the hands of my buddy, hehe!"

Cheng Zhu curled his lips in disdain, which was nothing more than bluffing. He had seen these rubbish virtues a lot when he was in the Wuhun Temple law enforcement team. Forcing him to kneel, his grandchildren are not so filial.

Dao Feng smiled and looked at the bartender: "How do you enter the domain of crime?"

"You have to think clearly." The bartender looked at Dao Feng lightly, and said a few words.

I have been here for a long time, and I have seen a lot of evil ghosts with blue faces, fangs, and benign eyebrows. I always feel that this young man whose painting style is incompatible with the crime domain is particularly pleasing to the eye, so I just mentioned one more thing.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I've made up my mind." Dao Feng thanked him with a smile, even if it was just an insignificant kindness.

The bartender nodded.

Bending down to fiddle with something.

A silver goblet was placed on the table when he got up.

"Drink it."

"Is this the so-called Bloody Mary? It turns out to be human blood, which is really disappointing." Blade curled his lips as he looked at the scarlet, viscous, slightly blackened liquid in the cup.

According to the information, he had to drink a glass of bloody mary to enter the killing capital. He had been looking forward to it for a long time, but he didn't expect that the so-called bloody mary turned out to be human blood.

The worst thing is, the blood has changed a bit...

This deserves a bad review! !

"It's okay if you don't drink, it's disgusting." Dao Feng looked at the bartender seriously.

Bartender: "..."

Read books to draw up to 888 cash red envelopes!

"This is the rule." The bartender said lightly.

Dao Feng curled his lips, stuffed a small cloth bag full of sincerity into the bartender's hand, and said with a smile: "Rules are dead, but people are alive, so be flexible."

The bartender is dumbfounded, what's the matter?

Daofeng supported the bar counter, and poked the bartender with his elbow very familiarly: "It's convenient~"

The corner of the bartender's mouth twitched fiercely, but feeling the heavy sincerity of the blade in his hand, his heart softened a little.

He naturally put the small cloth bag into his arms, picked up the silver cup and bent down.

"Since you have drunk the Bloody Mary, you are qualified to go to the capital of killing, please come with me." The bartender looked at Dao Feng and said calmly, then turned around and twisted a bottle containing blood-red wine.

With a bang, the wine rack behind him slowly moved away, and a deep and dark cave with nowhere to go appeared.

"Bartender, this is against the rules!" The bald head and other spectators didn't expect Dao Feng to really go.

Some people who were ready to make a fortune on the blade hurriedly opened their mouths.

"Aren't you questioning me?" The bartender looked indifferently at the man who spoke first. He knew what a thin man with a gloomy face and gloomy eyes was like.

The bartender remembered that when he was drunk, he said that the reason why he fled here was because he "played" to death the daughter of a certain nobleman in the Star Luo Empire who was less than seven years old, and was hunted down by the whole continent in the end.

"That's right! Are you questioning Mr. Bartender?!" Dao Feng pointed contemptuously at the skinny man, no matter his expression or eyes, he said, "You have the ability to fuck him!"

His fists were clenched, but the skinny man endured it. This bartender is from the capital of killing. If he really dares to do something, he will surely die without a place of burial.