"Give Mr. Yuesheng a drink too!"

When the bartender was about to turn around and leave, a voice suddenly sounded, and a figure sat down on the stool next to the middle-aged uncle.

Seeing this man, the middle-aged uncle was stiff all over, and his hands holding the black leather bag couldn't help but shrink tightly.

Of course he would not forget this face, and it could even be said that he had been imprinted in his mind long ago.

The No. 73 experimental subject killed the director two days ago and controlled the entire Baimu Institute.

"Okay!" Although the bartender was a little surprised by Yuesheng who suddenly appeared, he did not ask much about his career, and then left after writing down the request.

"What? You seem to be afraid of Uncle Yuesheng?" Yuesheng cracked his mouth, causing the middle-aged uncle to shrink his body.

"What do you...you want to do?" The middle-aged uncle was inconfident.

"What are you doing? What else can I do after you stole my things and ran away?"

Yuesheng glanced at the black leather bag that the middle-aged uncle was holding in his arms and said.

"This is not..."

Bang!

The middle-aged uncle was about to say something when his body suddenly exploded, and the splashed blood was blocked from Yuesheng's gravitational layer.

The bartender who had just walked to the table with two glasses of Kata wine was suddenly stunned, and the fishy blood and smelly unknown liquid slowly slid off his face.

Until a voice called him.

"You can put down the wine, so you don't need to find the money!"

Yuesheng handed the bartender a 1,000-degree urban coin into the plate in his hand, and took a glass of wine from it, and poured it into his stomach with a mouthful of wine.

"Ah...it's really comfortable and tastes good!"

Yuesheng put down his wine glass and collided with the table and made a sound.

"You...you..."
Chapter completed!