Seeing Sheyan's actions, the bartender's eyes flashed with a cold glint that was definitely not human. It was completely like a creature at the top of the food chain observing the bottom of the food chain.
Sheyan actually didn't want to cause trouble. At least, he didn't want to do so before he awakened. But the depressing thing was, the development of this world didn't change according to people's subjective wishes.
Just like earlier, who knew that this guy's secret would be exposed in front of him? Okay, since he saw something he shouldn't see, then there's no point in saying anything. Even if Sheyan didn't beckon him with his finger, would that guy give up?
The bartender strolled over slowly, and even bowed courteously as he spoke to Sheyan.
"Sir, what can I do for you?"
Fatty Martin was busy breaking through the bartender's defense and smoothly reaching his hand into the bosom of the girl beside him. When he heard the bartender's serious words, he was very surprised.
"Hey Ritz, aren't you coming over to have a drink with us? You must give me a glass of your best 'Blazing Ice' today. Remember to add some Spanish Fly in it. "
Ritz turned his head and revealed an impeccable smile on his face.
"Of course, but I have to ask Steven what he wants first."
Martin impatiently shouted.
"Ritz, he met with a small accident today, so the most beneficial things for his health are water and bread. If you put strong alcohol and a girl's plump butt in front of him, then you're harming him!"
Sheyan could feel the friendship between Martin and this group of boorish guys, so he didn't intend to involve them in this matter. He pressed his temples, his body swayed a few times and muttered.
"Martin, you bastard! You know I can't touch alcohol and women, but you still brought me to this damned place. You did it on purpose, didn't you? My head hurts so much that it feels like it's going to split in half. I really need to go out and get some fresh air. "
Martin and the rest burst into laughter.
"Oh! You're finished. How dare you call this a damned place! This is the bar that Ritz loves more than his wife. Just you wait. Either Ritz will kill you himself, or the bill he gives you will make you want to kill yourself! "
Shakily supporting himself against the wall, he walked out of the bar's back door. After leaving the line of sight of the crowd, he immediately sprinted. But after running for 500-600 metres, because he wasn't familiar with the terrain, he fled into a narrow dead-end alley.
This place was extremely messy, littered with garbage and sewage, and even traces of excrement. The damp stench was enough to make one cover their nose. Addicts loved to choose this place to enter a state of euphoria, because the police rarely came to this place. Behind the glamorous New York City, there was similarly a dirty and messy side.
"You're not Steven." A voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"Your sprinting speed just now has reached the standard of about 6 seconds per 100 meters. Not to mention Steven, who had nephritis, gallstones, Menier syndrome, and mild fatty liver, even the Olympic champion who is best at running among humans would not be able to reach such a speed."
Sheyan stretched out his arms and sighed.
"You're not a bartender either, are you?"
Ritz's answer was very clever.
"When you were in the bar, the one who appeared in front of you was the polite bartender Ritz from Earth. In front of drunken Earthlings, I'm Ritz, the observer and researcher of the Dwarfs stationed on Earth. In front of an unknown monster like you, who is full of a disgusting and suffocating smell of blood, I'm the second-class military officer of the Dwarfs stationed on Earth, Defender Ritz. "
"So that's how it is. Because the members of the war are carrying the Bloody World invitation letter, they will be hated, rejected and attacked by the aliens hiding among the humans when they stay in the world?"
Sheyan was enlightened. He took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Come on.
"Come on then, I'm in a hurry."
A strange smile appeared on the bartender Ritz's face. He suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed his head, and twisted it hard!
With this twist, his head was strangely twisted off, and he threw it to Sheyan.
Sheyan was afraid that it was a bomb or something, so he immediately dodged. But as soon as his head hit the ground, it rolled on the ground, releasing a large amount of white smoke. A dense fog quickly shrouded the alley, reducing the visibility to less than half a meter.
Without the slightest hesitation, he strode towards the exit of the alleyway. Obviously, it wasn't a wise decision to engage in a battle with this fellow in the thick fog. Furthermore, it was obvious that it wasn't a wise decision to do so. Ritz seemed to value his identity as an Earthling very much and did not want to make a big deal out of it.
There was another advantage to doing this, and that was to take the initiative. Sheyan had calculated that with his speed, it would only take him about 31 seconds to walk from the alley to the street. If they waited in place, Ritz could continue to lurk in the dark, while Sheyan would have to be on high alert at all times. Even if they dragged it out, Sheyan would be worn down.
But now that Sheyan had left, Ritz was forced to attack within 31 seconds. The benefits were not hard to imagine.
The sound of wind suddenly came from Sheyan's right. Sheyan raised his arm to block. A trash can was thrown towards him with a clang.
At that moment, the fog on Sheyan's left surged. The headless Ritz rushed towards him rapidly. Sheyan, who was on high alert, pushed his saber horizontally. The edge of '+ 7 West' instantly cut into Ritz's chest and abdomen, but the feeling from the blade was very strange. It was very tough and dense, as if Ritz's skin was made of calluses that were at least a foot thick!
Ritz did not feel any pain from being cut. His knee landed on Sheyan's abdomen. Sheyan grunted and suddenly raised his right hand high. He drew an arc in the air with his hand, then closed his palm like a bird's beak, and stabbed it into the wound on Ritz's neck!
Milky white liquid splashed out and mixed with the crimson blood. The deformed spine was grabbed by Sheyan, but his fingers felt smooth and hard, like steel. Obviously, this body was a specially made biochemical body. For aliens, it was like wearing clothes. They would not feel any pain from this kind of injury.
At the same time, Sheyan felt a sharp bone spur growing out of Ritz's knee. His left elbow immediately swept out and hit Ritz's throat hard. The laryngeal core under the skin was deformed and shattered, and Ritz's vocal cords were also affected and made creaking noises. More importantly, Sheyan had sent Ritz flying, so Ritz's following attacks were naturally useless. After Ritz landed on the ground, he crashed into a trash can with a thud.
But at that moment, Ritz, who had fallen through the air, managed to turn around. Something unexpected happened. The clothes on his upper body were suddenly torn apart by a tremendous force, and the left half of his sternum flew open like a door, revealing a deep, flesh-red pit underneath!
In that instant, the crimson pit of the short and coarse flesh abruptly contracted and swelled up. Then, it sprayed out a dark green viscous liquid at Sheyan. The liquid released a sizzling sound in the air and emitted a pungent odour. Sheyan couldn't dodge in time and was stained by it. He instantly felt like he was scalded by a soldering iron as the liquid corroded into his skin and flesh.
Not only that, after the dark green liquid corroded his skin for a while, it burst into black flames. The more Sheyan slapped at the liquid, the fiercer the flames became, and his HP dropped rapidly.
Even under such circumstances, Sheyan did not hesitate to continue running towards the outside of the thick fog. Obviously, Sheyan's action was exactly what Ritz did not want to see the most. His stomach twitched as he let out a muffled roar. He suddenly grabbed the right half of his sternum and pulled hard. Two dead white ribs immediately spun towards Sheyan. The other end of the two ribs seemed to be held by an invisible hand. They flew in an irregular trajectory, but they still hit Sheyan at the end of their trajectory.
Sheyan had obviously assumed a dodging posture, yet the dense fog surrounding his body rapidly condensed and congealed, causing him to feel as though he was wrapped in a layer of viscous substance; causing his movements to be impeded. Groaning, he slashed out with his saber, slicing through the two incoming 'ribs'. However, he discovered that these ribs weren't as hard as bones, but were rather flexible and tough.
Taking advantage of the moment when '+ 7 West' heavily chopped down on one of the ribs, Sheyan discovered that this thing was not a rib, but a strange creature that was twisted together like a snake. Even with the sharpness of '+ 7 West', it was unable to slice through it. Instead, it raised its head and stretched out its serrated mouth to bite Sheyan.
The creature looked very much like a sandworm in the sea. Sheyan grabbed the middle of the creature with a backhand grip and slammed it into the ground. However, his arm was bitten at the same time. A large chunk of Sheyan's flesh was immediately torn off. The flesh was cylindrical in shape with smooth edges. Its attack power was obviously not to be underestimated.
Taking advantage of the moment when Sheyan was intercepted, the "bones" on Ritz's body flew out one after another and turned into these ferocious worms, completely blocking Sheyan's escape route out of the thick fog.
But at that moment, a mysterious smile appeared on Sheyan's face, who seemed to have run out of tricks.
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This chapter is to make up for yesterday's third watch. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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