Various laser beams were constantly squirting, projecting large spots on all kinds of men and women. The smoke was so thick that it was almost impossible to breathe, and the smell of inferior alcohol and the strong body odor were mixed together. The women were exposed so that they could hardly find a few pieces of cloth on their bodies, and some even took off their legs and fed vigorously with the men in front of or behind them. Dozens of people were squeezed into the narrow bar, with almost no room for turning around.

When Persephine walked into the bar, the noisy crowd suddenly became quiet, and everyone, including those guys who were already burned by alcohol, felt a deep chill and trembling from the bottom of their hearts!

People consciously dispersed to both sides, and the crowded bar actually cleared a passage for her.

Passepini walked to the bar, leaving a thick and thick blood behind her. She threw her body on the high table chair, sat down against the bar, then raised her legs high and placed them on another table chair, then breathed comfortably, and then relaxed her hands, and the woman's body immediately collapsed on the ground like a broken pocket.

Passepini knocked on the bar with her hands and said, "Wine!"

Looking at the hand dyed with blood, the old man behind the bar shrugged, took out a bottle of homemade spirits and pushed it to Persephine. She grabbed the bottle and poured half of the bottle directly into the mouth of the bottle. Then she wiped her mouth and spit out a strong smell of alcohol. She suddenly coughed violently and sprayed a mouthful of blood! The blood was purple-black, and there were many small blood clots that had already condensed inside. Many people were looking at her legs again, not because of the slender and straight lines, but because of the blood that was constantly dripping from the boots. Blood fell one after another, and soon a small blood pot accumulated on the ground.

Although the music is still deafening, the sound of blood drops clearly reaches everyone's heart.

The woman on the ground struggled to turn over and crawled out of the bar in a pool of blood. Her movements were slow and slow, and she could not escape at all, but she did not give up every opportunity, even if it was not an opportunity at all.

Passepini took another big sip of wine, washed away the remaining blood in her mouth with the strong wine, and then raised her right hand, and she couldn't even look at it and just a shot!

Magnum's huge roar instantly suppressed the music of the audience. The glasses on the bar counter were all broken, and the strong wine in the broken bottle surged out like a fountain. A ball of blood suddenly burst into the woman's legs, and her body bounced from the ground and fell back to the ground. She lay for a while and actually supported her body tenaciously again, but this time she no longer had the strength to move even a small step. The vitality of this woman is surprisingly tenacious, and Magnum, known for her power, can only cause an inconspicuous wound on her legs, which shows the strength of her body's defense.

The men and women in the bar couldn't help but shrink back.

Some people have seen that women on the ground have at least sixth level defense. After all, those who can survive in this era still have some vision. Eighth-level abilities are enough to flatten this settlement, but now they can only struggle in a pool of blood. Who is this woman sitting on the bar?

The old man behind the bar certainly saw the terror of Persephine and knew that she would never be provoked easily. However, although the old man who lived to this age did not have any outstanding abilities, he had the ability to understand human affairs and accidents. He knew that the more he was at this time, the more he could not be silent, and he could not show any special expressions. Just treating her as an ordinary drinker is the best way to deal with it.

So he poked his head out and asked casually: "Who is this woman?"

Passepini took another sip of wine, rinsed it in her mouth, but she spit out half a cup of warm pink wine. Hearing the old man’s question, she said without caring: “Is she her? She is just a dog under Bebraz, artificial, but it is indeed quite powerful.”

Bebraz?

The old man and the onlookers were at first confused, because the Speaker of the Bloody Parliament was far from their lives. Now that information is not well developed, the people who have heard of the name Bebraz among the wilderness refugees are definitely a very small number of aliens. Except for the old man, the other two people's faces suddenly changed, quietly retreated behind the crowd, and slowly moved towards the door. The old man's face was still calm, but his hands, who were wiping the wine glass, couldn't help but start trembling.

The whole bottle of wine was drunk, and the burning alcohol made Persephine feel a little heavy in her head, but the hot feeling warmed the cold body due to blood loss. The alcohol also made the nerve endings dull, and the scorching wounds hidden under the clothes didn't hurt so much.

Passepini took out a few injections from her top pocket, put them on the bar, and said to the old man: "I'll exchange these for you, and I'll change them to a bucket of gasoline, diesel or some other oil!"

The old man's eyelids twitched, and his extraordinary knowledge immediately made him recognize the origin of these injections, the Dark Dragon Rider's standard battlefield first aid medicine. In the wilderness, these things are absolutely uncommon and are good things that can save lives. Not to mention changing to a bucket of gasoline, even a ton is enough to change.

However, the gray-haired woman was obviously seriously injured, so why didn't she use them on her body? The old man was puzzled, but knew that this was not what he should have known. He kept silent and covered a few potions with his big hands. When he took back his hands, the table was empty. He gave a few instructions to the helper in the kitchen. A few minutes later, a large bucket of gasoline of good quality was placed in front of Passephine. Passephine did not lean over, but gently kicked the oil barrel with the heel of the leather boots. The oil barrel made of anti-rust steel plate was cut off, as neatly as a cut with a knife.

After smelling the strong smell of gasoline, Persephine was obviously very satisfied with the oil. She didn't expect that fuel-grade gasoline could be found in such a settlement. The gasoline burned very cleanly, so it suited her wishes. The old man knew the tricks of doing business. He had made enough money in this transaction, so there was no need to tamper with gasoline anymore, so he took out the collection directly.

Passephenie's foot moved, as if she had accidentally kicked over the oil barrel. The gasoline splashed out suddenly and fell on the bar, and many of them splashed directly on her body. Her feet gently hooked and gently straightened the oil barrel. Seeing that there was still half of the barrel of gasoline left, the faces of people in the bar changed again, and many people quietly wiped out the cigarette on their mouths.

Passepini's left leg was still high on the bar chair, her right foot was stepping on the gasoline barrel, holding Magnum's right hand and swaying beside her, while her left hand was holding the wine bottle, filling a large mouthful from time to time.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, Magnum spit out a fire again, and the bullet shot into the woman's thigh, causing her who had just gotten up to fall down again!

The woman seemed to know that she would never have the chance to escape, so she tried to raise her head, stare at Pastherfini, and said with resentment: "Even if you kill me, you can't escape! The Speaker will definitely catch you and make your body into a toy. There will be hundreds of men who will harshly wear their bodies every day! It doesn't matter whether you die or live, what's important is that you will have endless men. Even if you die and don't know anything, there will be countless men in line to queuing, and you will be worse than a sow..."

A vicious curse ejaculated from the woman's mouth in a string, and was interrupted by Magnum's huge gunshot. The powerful bullets knocked her entire row of teeth and tore her mouth and tongue apart.

A shot hit the woman's mouth, and it seemed that nothing had happened before. Passephine picked up the bottle and poured a sip of strong wine into her throat. The blood that surged was washed down by the hot alcohol, and many broken wounds inside were twitching and painful. Passephineine just felt that her body seemed less heavy and gradually became lighter. She always felt that she had not noticed that the bar was much empty, and many people quietly retreated out.

The music continued, and the strong beats hit the heart like waves, making Persephine breathless. No one could hear her murmuring, "You guy! There was no news again when you left, and you didn't know whether it was death or life. But now it doesn't matter anymore, and I can't do anything more for you. Alas, I can't do anything bad! Metty, sorry for snatching the man you want. I did it on purpose from the beginning. I was afraid that I missed that guy and didn't know if I would meet the same person again. Alas, that guy, I was looking forward to the day when he put me underneath..."

A strong sting made Persephine frown and made her wake up. She raised her head, looked at the dying woman lying on the ground, and sneered.

"Don't worry, even if I die, they won't get this body!" Pastherfinni thought coldly, kicking the gasoline barrel one by one, and the gasoline inside rippled into a circle.

In the heart of the Bloody Parliament, the Central Biological Laboratory has become the top priority of defense. The vast building complex always echoes roars that do not belong to humans. Since the owner has been changed here, the previous calm style has changed completely, and the darkness and bloodthirsty breath will always hover over the Central Biological Laboratory. However, in a crazy atmosphere, the speed of new achievements is indeed more than ten times that of Dr. Connor when he was in charge. Almost every day, strictly closed trucks drive out of the experimental area. But when he occasionally sees the terrifying monsters that are neither human nor beastly transported by the truck, even the cold-blooded guards who have seen many mutant creatures will feel chilled.
Chapter completed!