Those who can go to the bar to have fun at this juncture are not ordinary people.

So as soon as Zong Shen and Sa Fuli, who were wearing jackets, walked in, they felt the gaze of several eyes.

The windows of the tavern were boarded up with thick boards, making it look a little dark.

Especially when it is sunny outside in the afternoon, the contrast between the light inside and outside is even more obvious.

A skewed white crystal magic energy chandelier hangs in the middle of the hall.

There are also candlesticks hanging on the wall.

The turbid white wax oil was caked on the patina-colored candlestick, and it looked like no one had cleaned it for a while.

The air was extremely turbid, as if I had slept in a closed bedroom without opening the windows all night.

In addition, there is a strong odor.

It was the smell of low-quality alcohol mixed with sweat and hormones.

Safuri lowered her head and held her breath, her expression became extremely cold. She opened her pocket and wrapped little Nari in it.

The moment her robe was opened, her figure disappeared in a flash.

The tavern was extremely noisy, everyone was shouting and talking.

From time to time, there was a loud sound of wooden wine glasses hitting the table.

There were five or six adventurers sitting crookedly next to the bar, wearing leather armor, short swords, and daggers.

Zong Shen even saw several soldiers wearing Avalon's standard light armor on one of the seats.

These soldiers covered the dragon emblem on their armor with mud, and placed their swords on the table.

They stepped on the chairs and shouted toasts loudly. They did not behave like soldiers in a state.

One soldier even held his arms around the waist of a plump girl, twitching her regardless of the occasion.

There were seven or eight other dancers, all shouting wantonly in the arms of different guys.

"A nest of snakes and rats!"

Zong Shen squinted his eyes and thought silently in his heart.

He took Safuri's tender little hand and walked towards the bar, and communicated with his personal storage compartment.

Ensure that weapons can be taken out instantly to fight in emergencies.

At the bar, a shirtless bartender was holding a long pipe and leaning against the almost empty wine rack.

The kitchen passage next to it was deserted, and a machete was left on the ground.

His expression was numb and empty, as if he was still hungover.

"Dong dong dong!"

Zong Shen raised his hand and patted the table.

The bartender then turned to look at him, still with the same weak expression.

A wandering adventurer sitting next to him was dissatisfied because Zong Shen slapped the table.

"Damn it!"

"Didn't anyone tell you not to bang on the table next to a gentleman?!"

This guy pulled out the dagger with his backhand and stabbed it directly on the table.

There were several of his companions around him, so he seemed to have no scruples.

During this period of time, Seakabang City had completely lost order. Usually they were afraid of the state army and basically did not dare to cause trouble in the city, but now everything is different.

The city army, which once represented order, also drank here.

Zong Shen, who deliberately restrained his aura, looked harmless to humans and animals.

He turned to look at the guy beside him who was uttering wild words.

[Drunk Adventurer: Brown Old Wheels LV17]

…

The surname of Old Wheel may represent that his ancestors were wheel carpenters.

There are many aborigines with poor backgrounds who use this down-to-earth surname.

The combat strength standard of LV17 mercenaries is barely equivalent to that of green elite level Goblin warriors.

The rubbish among the rubbish is simply not worth mentioning.

Zong Shen didn't bother to argue with him, and he protected Safuri with one hand.

Then he directly grabbed the leather collar named Brown Old Wheel with his other hand.

Three thousand points of strength attribute were enough to make Zong Shen pick him up like he was holding an ant.

"oh!"

"Damn bitch!"

"How dare you..."

"call out!"

Before he finished speaking, an afterimage was seen starting from the side of the bar, flying directly to the door with violent air currents and the sound of breaking wind.

This unlucky guy became a human cannonball. He smashed the wooden gate and flew to the other side of the street.

Then the earth wall collapsed and was buried in the rubble.

Zong Shen acted decisively, causing the guy's accomplices at the bar to be stunned.

The tavern instantly became quiet.

At this moment, Zong Shen and Sha Fuli became the focus of the audience.

"here you go!"

"Fight!"

"Kill him!"

"You didn't see it just now, but I witnessed the whole process!"

"I swear that guy is a tough guy!"

“Bang bang bang!”

…

Excited drinkers whistled frivolously.

They waved their arms and slapped the wine table, trying to witness a more exciting fight.

The nerves of these guys have been paralyzed and they cannot be treated with common sense.

Some people jumped on the table and took off their pants, causing drinks on the table to splash everywhere.

It wasn't until the booing started that the companion named Brown Old Wheels reacted.

"He...he threw Brown away!"

"Kill him!"

Alcohol can paralyze human nerves and lose most of the self-control.

This is what these drunkards are like at this moment.

The remaining four or five mercenaries jumped up one after another.

In the confusion, the booing around him became the best catalyst for the onset of drunkenness.

They believed that they had been humiliated by Zong Shen and must take revenge.

As for seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages...

Damn it! Let’s wait until we sober up before talking!

Of course, the premise is that they can survive until they sober up.

These guys picked up daggers and short swords and rushed towards Zong Shen.

"Keng!"

"Bang!"

The short knife opened his pocket and drew a faint scratch on his [Light Demon Armor].

Another vicious guy swung his sword at his neck, but before he could get close enough, the sword was gently pinched between two fingers.

Then with the crisp sound of breaking, it was broken directly with bare hands!

Just a few seconds later, four or five figures were thrown out by Zong Shen at extremely fast speeds.

The garbage wasn't worth his knife, he didn't want to get blood everywhere.
To be continued...