Old Luo paused for a moment and smacked his lips.
"I can answer the first question, but I can't answer the second and third questions."
"Then answer my first question first." Jiang Chen smiled.
Old Luo smiled mysteriously and didn't speak.
Jiang Chen understood and put his hand into his pocket. He took out a crystal similar to the previous one from the storage dimension and gently placed it on the table. "Is this enough?"
"Scarecrow."
"Scarecrow?" Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow and looked at Old Luo who put the crystal into his pocket.
Old Luo noticed the displeasure on Jiang Chen's face and explained with a grin.
"Scarecrow is his name. I didn't lie to you. Many people chose new names for themselves after the war. Scarecrow is just one of them. May I ask, by the way? Why are you looking for him? "
"I heard he is a former intelligence officer of Pan-Asia Cooperation."
"Former intelligence officer? There is such a saying. " Old Luo touched his chin, frowned, and said thoughtfully, "But it is just a saying. Some people say he is a very powerful lone traveler, or another unknown identity of Leader Ding. Who knows?"
"Are you familiar with him?" Jiang Chen asked.
"Very familiar?" Old Luo grinned and joked, "I hope I'm familiar with him so I don't have to worry about paying the bill."
"You don't need it now." Jiang Chen smiled and gently tapped the blue bottle with his index finger. "This bottle of Dragon Blue is on me."
He would never drink something that was made from the parts of a Death Claw!
But it would be a pity to waste it. It would be best if someone could drink the bottle so he could see the "clinical effect".
That's right, he was still missing a lab rat, so he turned his attention to Old Luo.
"No need, maybe another day." Old Luo shook his head and stood up from the high stool. "I should go."
"Anything else?" Jiang Chen asked nonchalantly.
"No, just some people looking for trouble." Old Luo shrugged and fixed the collar of his gray suit.
"Do you need my help?" Jiang Chen asked.
"No need." Old Luo raised his eyebrows. "I'm used to solving my own problems."
"I suggest you try it. It actually feels pretty good." As he spoke, Old Luo suddenly grinned, "Especially for people who have a lot on their mind, just a small bite can make you forget all your worries temporarily."
"Unfortunately, I don't have to drown my sorrows in alcohol." Jiang Chen smiled.
"Is that so? What a lucky guy. By the way, your mask is not bad. "Old Luo grinned, waved his hand, and disappeared into the crowd.
Looking at the direction where he disappeared, Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback. He reached for the necklace under his collar, and his expression was slightly strange.
What ability was this?
How could he see through the disguise necklace?
After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with an answer. Jiang Chen shook his head and gave up thinking about this problem. However, just as he was about to get up, he saw a few strong men with unfriendly expressions walking in his direction.
"Let me ask you something, where is the person sitting next to you?" The man with a shaved head walked next to Jiang Chen and stepped on the high stool that Old Luo previously sat on. He looked down at Jiang Chen with an unfriendly expression.
The few men behind him also surrounded Jiang Chen with unfriendly expressions. They stood in a row behind Jiang Chen and faintly blocked the view of others.
Perhaps to exert pressure on Jiang Chen, who was surrounded in the middle, one of the men with spiky hair took out a butterfly knife from his jacket and played with it in his hand. A pair of mung bean-like eyes scanned Jiang Chen with malicious intent.
Noticing the unusual atmosphere, the survivors in the bar all looked over as if they were watching a drama.
Fights and brawls were common on this commercial street. Everyone here was a mercenary, a hunter, and a lone traveler. It would be strange if they didn't cause trouble when they gathered together.
Even the guards on Pingan Street didn't bother to care about this street. As long as no guns were used and no lives were lost, it was not a big deal.
"Who is that? He looks like a tough guy, "someone whispered.
"Shh, keep your voice down. That guy is Brother Tiger."
"Brother Tiger? Don't tell me … it's that Brother Tiger? "One of them revealed a look of surprise.
"Yes! I heard that just last month, he had a quarrel with a survivor here, and then they fought. I heard that he suffered a loss during the fight, and this guy admitted defeat. After he went back, he didn't say anything and sent people to follow the survivor's base … "Another person interrupted.
"And then?" Seeing that the person didn't say anything, the person next to him was a little anxious and urged him to continue.
"And then." The man sighed. "He took more than fifty raiders and killed the survivor's base inside out. He also raped his wife and daughter in front of him. It's … "
While everyone was whispering, seeing that Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to him, Brother Tiger's expression was a little unfriendly. Noticing the expression on his big brother's face, the five men behind him suddenly became furious. Each of them used all their strength to try to please their big brother.
"Fu * k, the boss is asking you a question. Are you deaf?"
"Fu * k, don't you have ears?"
"…"
As if he didn't hear the vulgar words, Jiang Chen looked at the man on the high stool, gently tapped the blue bottle with his index finger, and asked with a smile.
"Do you want a drink?"
"Brother Tiger is asking you a question, don't talk nonsense." The man playing with the butterfly knife, who didn't speak, sneered and pushed Jiang Chen's shoulder.
However, before his hand touched Jiang Chen, a huge force came from his collar.
Gravity seemed to have lost its effect on him.
His feet left the ground, and a big hand grabbed his collar and threw him ten meters back. He slammed into the wall. With a muffled bang, the man's back had intimate contact with the wall. He suddenly lost his breath and didn't get up again after he fell to the ground.
It happened in an instant, so no one could react.
"Fu * k you!"
Tiger snapped back from the shock and cursed. He grabbed the stool with one hand.
However, just as he turned around, his pupils met with a pair of cold eyes.
Unbeknownst to him, twenty burly men were already standing behind him, surrounding him and his remaining four lackeys beside the bar counter.
The cold murderous intent in their eyes seemed to be able to freeze time.
Tiger's Adam's apple moved. His face turned from red to pale, then from pale to red. His appearance was indescribably comical.
Jiang Chen stood up, slowly walked in front of the man, and raised an eyebrow.
"I heard you're called Brother Tiger?"
Brother Tiger didn't dare to say anything as he trembled and couldn't speak.
Lu Fan reached out with a hideous smile and put his hand on the shoulder of the man called Brother Tiger.
"Yuan … The boss is asking you a question. Are you not going to give me face?"
"Big, big, big brother …" Feeling the huge force on his shoulder, Brother Tiger felt like his entire shoulder bone was about to break. His mouth was leaking air as he looked at Jiang Chen with a pleading look and said while trembling, "Big brother, I, I was wrong. I didn't recognize you, please, please just let me go like I'm a fart. "
"Brother Tiger, right?" Jiang Chen looked at the terrified Brother Tiger with a smile. "I heard you have something to talk to me about?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare, big brother, please forgive me, my mouth, my mouth!" Brother Tiger slapped himself in the face while trembling.
He was really slapping himself. Every slap was loud, and every slap was painful. Just by looking at it, one could feel how painful it was.
The underlings behind Brother Tiger stared at their big brother blankly. They only felt that the tall and mighty image in their hearts instantly collapsed.
Looking at Brother Tiger slapping himself in the face, Jiang Chen suddenly lost interest.
Sometimes, when people were too good at judging the situation, it would be very boring. If he resisted, it might be interesting.
So he waved his hand and said without interest.
"Draw a cat on his face and throw it out."
When Brother Tiger heard Jiang Chen's words, his face turned from red to green.
Draw a cat on his face? This was worse than killing him. What would his underlings think of him in the future? How could he stay here?
Lu Fan paused for a moment and said awkwardly.
"Boss, I don't know how to draw …"
Brother Tiger was secretly happy, but before he could let out a sigh of relief, his heart fell from the clouds to hell again.
"Stupid!" Jiang Chen sighed and said bitterly, "What did I teach you this morning?"
Lu Fan lowered his head and pretended to be ashamed.
Jiang Chen looked around at the survivors watching the show, paused for a moment, and said lazily.
"Is there anyone who knows how to tattoo?"
No one responded.
Without the slightest surprise, Jiang Chen took out a crystal from his pocket and shook it in front of the survivors who were waiting for a good show. Then, he asked again.
With a high reward, there will be brave people. Under the temptation of the pebble-sized crystal, a man wearing a mask immediately jumped out and even prepared the tools. The reason why he wore a mask was most likely because he didn't want to offend Brother Tiger.
"Draw a cat on his face, and this crystal is yours." Jiang Chen pointed at Brother Tiger.
"Hehe, do you want a fat one or a thin one?" The man ignored Brother Tiger's warning look, smiled, and looked at Jiang Chen flatteringly.
"Is there a need to talk about this?" Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow.
"Of course." The man rubbed his hands and laughed. "There are many kinds of cats, fat and thin, male and female. Which one do you want?"
Jiang Chen was too lazy to care about the size of the male and female. He took out another crystal from his pocket and threw it into the man's arms along with the previous one.
"One fat and one thin, one male and one female. Draw two for me, one on each side."
"Okay!" The man excitedly opened the tools in his hand.
"Don't, don't come over." Brother Tiger's face was full of horror. He wanted to escape, but the big hand on his shoulder was as steady as a Five Finger Mountain.
Not only that, in order to prevent him from moving, two guards stepped forward, stood on both sides of him, and directly pressed his hands behind his back and pressed his head on the table.
"Hehe, brother, I'm sorry."
Brother Tiger, at this moment, was like a girl who was stripped naked. He looked in horror at the man holding a tattoo and approaching him with an evil smile. Soon, the bar hall was filled with the howling of a pig.
It was not only his flesh that hurt, but also his self-esteem.
The pain of having two cats tattooed on his face in public was something only Brother Tiger could understand.
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