Chapter 1132: The Drunkard Doesn't Want To Drink
"Oh, I don't know." Wu Nini said without hesitation: "Then you are useless. Go to hell."
"Rao-ahhh!"
Wu Lili didn't wait for him to finish speaking, she lifted it up and threw it violently towards the city wall forty meters away with an over-the-shoulder slam.
He fell hard against the wall, and his body exploded into pieces and blood.
At the same moment that the impact sound erupted, there was a loud sound of broken bones and pieces of meat mixed with liquid being smashed and crushed.
The meat paste dotted with some burst pieces of clothing stuck to the wall and slowly slid down.
The blood dripped and flowed into a small river.
Many of the onlookers had been scared away before. Now they saw this horrifying scene and fled even more. When the remaining group of people saw that Wu Nini was planning to leave, they hurriedly made a way out of the way.
Wu Nini has become accustomed to being feared by people who clearly have no need to be afraid of her.
Therefore, she didn't pay attention to the actions of these people, and just moved her eyes to the beer that was carried by a robber before.
... Beer. She hasn't had it for a long time and she is very greedy.
But the bottle of wine was covered with blood and minced meat, which made her unappetizing and had no intention of drinking it.
The brand of this beer reminded her of Farrell, the hell bat.
...The beer brand she likes to drink very much has a logo very similar to this one.
A few months ago, she killed a man in power armor named Hellbat at Fang Sanctuary.
But that guy is a scumbag and cannot be compared to Sister Pharrell.
…If only Farrell were still alive.
Wu Nini thought this and fell into silence.
She had too many dead friends.
But she was particularly impressed by Farrell.
During the Disaster of Rome, the blind Saint Sylvia of the Cathedral of Mercy died at the hands of the 25th pillar of Solomon, the demon god "Gracia Lapos".
The place where it was sealed is in the Cathedral of Mercy.
At that time, countless people poured into the church to take refuge. However, Gezhiarapos, which should have been properly sealed, broke through the seal with the help of ghosts in the church. The army of hell also captured it from the inside through the portal opened by the devil.
church.
In order to protect the people, Sylvia led the church's armed forces to fight against the demon's army, delaying time and evacuating the people. However, she was eventually killed by the demon in extremely cruel and painful ways.
By the time Hellbat returned to the Cathedral of Mercy, it was too late.
Farrell's eyes lost sight because of the use of sacrificial magic. In the smelly cathedral, she kept calling Sylvia's name until she tripped over her mangled corpse and passed the corpse.
clothes and jewelry, and the identity of the remains was discovered.
Through the accounts of those survivors who were lucky enough to escape by pretending to be dead or suffering severe injuries and shock, everyone knows what exactly happened in the Cathedral of Mercy.
A few months later, filled with only revenge, the zombie-like hell bats, with the help of Wu Nini and the others, once again faced off against Gessia Lapos.
She used forbidden magic to turn the blood all over her body into flames, and killed Gezhiarapos.
After that, Farrell saved his life under Eunice's treatment, but turned into a vegetative state.
On the anniversary of Sylvia's death, according to Farrell's suicide note, she was euthanized and buried next to Sylvia.
If I were stronger and could directly kill Gezhiarapos, then Farrell probably wouldn't activate the forbidden spell.
...If I could have ended the battle on my side earlier and come to support earlier, even Saint Sylvia would not have died.
No one would blame her. Everyone thought Wu Nini had done a good enough job.
...but Wu Nini will blame herself.
"Hey, Wu Nini! Do you know why so many Americans buy a beer in a bar and drink it all night?"
...Looking at this bottle of beer, Wu Nini remembered what Hell Bat Farrell asked her while drinking in a bar in the New Roman Empire.
She has fiery red hair and a big dumpling.
"Well... I've never been to the United States." Wu Nini shook the glass and watched the oversized spherical ice cubes swaying and colliding in the whiskey. She felt very relieved by the sound of the collision.
So Farrell smiled and started to educate her: This has something to do with American sports culture.
A considerable number of Americans go to bars not to drink, but because the bars buy ESPN/Sky Sports premium channels.
Sports broadcasting fees in the United States are very high, with the basic monthly fee being more than $20.
There are more than a dozen sports broadcasting platforms in the United States, and buying them all is a big expense. In addition to the basic fee, important games also have to be charged separately. For example, the Mayweather vs. Pacquiao fight of the century, a single game
The competition fee is as high as US$89.95, and high-definition channels cost separately.
Many Americans don't want to pay such high broadcast fees, so they go to sports bars to watch games.
On the one hand, you can save money, on the other hand, you can also feel the atmosphere similar to the scene.
Influenced by Puritan culture, Americans are actually not very enthusiastic about alcohol, and their per capita alcohol consumption is much lower than that of traditional European countries.
But you can't go to a bar without buying anything, otherwise you won't be able to lose face even if you don't get kicked out by the boss. So you'll end up drinking one beer all night.
So, Wu Nini, who grew up in China, blurted out her words in Chinese.
"Well, this is really a drunkard's interest not in drinking, but in sports competitions."
...she regretted it as soon as she said this.
Because she had to translate to Farrell, who didn’t understand Chinese or Japanese, what she just said, and introduce which allusion it was used for, and what was the specific story behind it.
Chapter completed!