Zuo Yi, who used to listen to European and American music, had never heard the song played by the old bartender. However, the melody of the song was very beautiful, the lyrics were simple and straightforward, and the strong rural flavor was vividly interpreted by him.
Zuo Yi held the glass in his left hand and tapped the bar with the index finger of his right hand, echoing the rhythm of the song.
It was as if he did not notice that a new guest had come to his side.
The newcomer sat down on the stool to the left of Zuo Yi and put the whip in his hand on the bar.
He did not speak and quietly listened to the old bartender's performance with Zuo Yi.
Clap, clap, clap!
There was a round of applause. The old man put down his guitar and bowed to the two guests. "Thank you."
"It's my turn to treat."
The new guest said, "Give me a glass of whiskey, the same as him."
In fact, Zuo Yi was the only one in the bar other than him. The old bartender smiled and added a glass of whiskey for him and Zuo Yi.
"Thank you."
Zuo Yi raised his glass to the other party.
The new guest was in his fifties or sixties. He wore jeans and a cowboy hat on his head. He was tall and burly, with deep wrinkles on his bronze face, which was filled with the vicissitudes of life.
But his eyes were bright, full of vigor, and his gaze was sharp.
Zuo Yi noticed a dark brown holster hanging on his waist with an antique revolver.
He looked like a character from a Western movie!
"You're welcome."
The sheriff shook his head and said, "It's my honor to be able to treat such a young Alpha to a drink."
"Is that so?"
Zuo Yi smiled and said, "I thought you were here to kill me, Mr. Wood."
Hearing the word "kill" from Zuo Yi's mouth, the old man could not help but look up at him and then at the sheriff.
The knowledgeable bartender was not afraid, but curious about the relationship between the two.
In fact, Zuo Yi did not know the sheriff at all, but he knew who he was just by sensing the supernatural waves.
Wood Christopher, the first Alpha of Aramerica and one of the seven heroes who created the Inner World!
This Old Wood that Fan Hailiu spoke of was also a symbol of the American spirit. His fame in the inner world surpassed Fan Hailiu's, and he was a legendary idol in the hearts of countless European and American superhumans.
At this moment, Old Man's Bar was surrounded. Most of the guests upstairs had left, and there were at least a few hundred people outside, many of whom were superhumans.
Zuo Yi did not find it strange how the other party found him. He did not disguise himself or hide his whereabouts. In a metropolis full of surveillance cameras, it was easy for him to be exposed.
What interested Zuo Yi was Old Wood's intentions. The old cowboy from Texas was in a strange mood.
"I wanted to kill you."
Old Wood downed the drink in his glass and motioned for the bartender to get him another glass. He said, "You're a great enemy of America. If I can kill you, believe me, I won't go easy on you."
"I believe you."
Zuo Yi nodded. Old Wood was obviously telling the truth.
"But I'm not confident."
Old Wood was very calm. "When I heard that you defeated George, I rushed over from Washington. I've seen his wounds, and I'm not confident that I can defeat you, so I didn't dare take the risk."
Newport was the largest city in America. It was the economic and financial center, and it was only about 300 kilometers away from the capital.
If the two Alphas were to fight in this city, the outcome would be tragic. Even if Old Wood could win, there was no telling how much damage it would cause.
Moreover, Old Wood was not confident that he could defeat or kill Zuo Yi.
Even with all the people outside, none of their offensive weapons would be enough!
This was the intuition of the cowboy when he first saw Zuo Yi, and his intuition had always been accurate.
Of course, Old Wood also had to be on guard against Zuo Yi. Regardless of the tacit understanding between the Alphas, Old Wood would have to gather all his forces and eliminate Zuo Yi at all costs.
This was the fundamental reason why Old Wood had the intention to kill Zuo Yi and avoided conflict with him.
"I'll leave at dawn."
Zuo Yi said, "If you want to avenge the Leslie family, now is the best chance."
"What does the Leslie family count for!"
Old Wood sneered. "George only stood up because he owed Wayne a favor. That guy is in cahoots with the Council of Truth. I've long disliked him."
"He's not just in cahoots."
Zuo Yi took out a scepter from the Space Ring and put it on the bar. "Wayne Leslie is the scepter bearer of the Council of Truth."
The scepter was made of gold and inlaid with large rubies. It looked very exquisite and luxurious.
Of course, it was expensive.
It was one of the trophies Zuo Yi got from Pritch's manor and had an evil aura attached to it.
It was an aura that Zuo Yi was familiar with.
The scepter bearer!
Old Wood's face suddenly sank. He did not expect Wayne Leslie to be the scepter bearer of the Council of Truth.
The scepter bearers of the Council of Truth were equivalent to ministers under the president. There were only 39 of them in total. Like all the members of the Council of Truth, the identity of the scepter bearers was strictly confidential and top secret.
The few scepter bearers that Old Wood knew were all not in North America.
If Wayne Leslie was really the scepter bearer of the Council of Truth, then he deserved to die. The destruction of the Leslie family was the best punishment. Zuo Yi was right.
But he was so powerful!
Old Wood felt the headache that Saint George had for Zuo Yi. He thought for a moment and asked, "You said you would leave at dawn. Are you leaving Aramerica?"
As a famous tough figure in the Inner World, it was the first time that Old Wood had the idea of "hiding from someone that he could not afford to offend". He felt a little embarrassed.
To put it bluntly, Zuo Yi was now a demon king in the eyes of the Aramericans.
Zuo Yi nodded. "Yes."
He destroyed the Leslie family and killed a scepter bearer of the Council of Truth. He won another city in this war.
Old Wood was silent for a moment and said, "I can give you a copy of the Council of Truth, but I have a condition."
Zuo Yi asked, "What condition?"
When dawn was about to break, he received a portable hard drive that Old Wood had given him. It stored the confidential information about the Council of Truth collected by Steel Wing.
In return, Zuo Yi would leave Aramerica immediately. If he were to take action in Aramerica in the future, he would have to inform Steel Wing in advance.
When Zuo Yi walked out of the bar, all the armored vehicles outside were still there. Hundreds of special forces and Extraordinaires had surrounded the place.
Zuo Yi's appearance made them extremely nervous. The atmosphere was like a powder keg that had been ignited and could explode at any time.
However, Zuo Yi only glanced at these people before he suddenly leaped high into the air. In an instant, he spread his Wings of Light and soared into the sky!
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