When they returned to their seats, they continued to drink. They had obviously killed the foot pictures around them and there was no one afraid of them. Someone actually raised their glasses to them and wanted to drink one with them. It seemed that these were indeed extrajudicial madmen.

Ning Shuang also refused everyone. No matter who raises his glass, he will drink it with the other party. This way of drinking is definitely not enough: "Boss comes with wine!"

"What wine do you want, please?"

He raised his empty wine glass and shook it: "It's boring to drink this wine, bring your spirits up!"

"No problem, but if you want to drink the strongest wine, you have to pay for it first!"

"What? I'm afraid I can't afford it?"

"It's not that you can't afford it, it's because you're afraid that you will get drunk and can't give it to you after you finish drinking."

"So amazing? Then tell me how much is your strongest wine?"

The bartender put out a beer-piercing mug with indifferent expression: "No money, just fill this mug with human blood."

Ning Shuang raised her eyebrows. If he remembered correctly, this cup of human blood rule seemed to be a ticket to the city of Killing. When Tang San came here, the waiter still concealed that he didn't want to say it, but was guided by Tang Hao, an old driver, and told him how to get the ticket directly?

There is no love for no reason or hatred for no reason in the world. There is definitely a special reason for the bartender to make such a move. The most likely reason he can think of is that the real owner of the City of Killing is now paying attention to him.

There is no other explanation, otherwise he is not familiar with the bartender, so why should the bartender give him advice?

It is not a good thing to be paid attention to by God. God in the God Realm will only leave their own inheritance on the plane below to test those who are destined to be destined to be. Those who can be regarded as their successors are definitely the best in the world, otherwise there is no reason to be paid attention to by them.

But this extends another question. Since God of Shame Lotus noticed him, have the supervisors arranged by the demon race in this world also noticed him?

His uniqueness, unlike ordinary people, is almost clearly saying that his identity is problematic. It seems that the plan is going to be accelerated! As for now? Do I have to take action?

Although I am right in front of me, I don’t want it! Alas! Just play!

"Fill the cup with human blood?"

"Yes! Human blood! You can use your own or your partner's, or let someone here give you a little, as long as it's human blood."

"We killed two people just now, and you carried the bodies away. Can't their blood be used as tickets?"

"After all, it's human blood, but the problem is that it's not in your hands now!"

“It makes sense!”

"So!"

The bartender lowered his head slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose shone brightly because of the special angle: "Whose writing are you going to use to fill the cup?"

Ning Shuang also smiled, why did I go to the Capital of Killing? And why do you think I will go?

"No one is needed. I don't want this wine anymore. I'll exchange it for the second row of wine!"

The smile on the bartender's face froze, and the eyes behind the round glasses also seemed a little stunned. This was the first time he had seen such a personality young man in so many years. His voice involuntarily became a little stuttering: "No, don't you?"

"Yes, no! I am a kind person, and my dislike is murder. If you let me drink blood wine, you will definitely not be able to drink it. Let's change me to the second strong one!"

The bartender was speechless for a moment and didn't know what words to use to refute him, but the customer didn't want it, and you couldn't force it. He could only take out a bottle of wine from the cabinet at Ning Shuang's request and hand it to Ning Shuang: "Okay, this is the second strong wine you want."

Perhaps his actions were beyond the expectations of Shura God, but they were still under his control. Although he didn't look for trouble, there were people with little eyes coming to find trouble. And depending on his strength, Tony who was killed by them before was not much stronger.

The visitor was a blonde and blue-eyed handsome man with a towering nose bridge, deep eye sockets, sharp cheekbones, and the spiritual short hair. No matter from any angle, it was so perfect and without blind spots, but it was three points worse than Ning Shuang.

"The little brat is just a little brave. When he hears the blood of a person, he immediately doesn't dare to touch him. He's coward."

A regular little brat is best for face. If you are ridiculed by others, you will definitely timidly hit you up. However, Ning Shuang is already past that age. Although she still has a middle-aged soul, as an adult with a soul in her 30s, this childish provocation method is useless to him. Instead, she retorted coldly: "I am only 12 years old this year, and I am a child. You are so amazing, you treat me. And if I have nothing wrong with my nose, there is not a single wine in the glass you drink, which is not as good as the deep sea blue I just drank. If I am afraid, what are you? Trouble his son?"

The tavern burst into laughter in an instant, and the drinkers mocked the blond and blue-eyed handsome man without any concealment. A big man didn't drink, and was stalking around there with a drink and was embarrassed to mock others. They could cry 8 people in one night.

"I want to duel with you!"

Perhaps being mocked to stimulate his fragile nerves, the melancholy handsome guy was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he pointed at him with his trembling fingers, "Boy, stand up! I want to duel with you!"

Ning Shuang raised her eyebrows, isn't this over yet?

But he was not a coward, so he left his seat and walked towards the handsome guy: "Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, how do you plan to duel? Or decide whether to determine life or death?"

"It is both a distinction between the superior and the inferior! It also determines life and death!"

Although the temperament of the melancholy handsome man looked very quiet, he spoke very fiercely. When he opened his mouth, he was actually a battle to determine life and death. Such a fierce request made Ning Shuang stunned: "Decide life and death?"

"right!"

"All right!"

I have never seen such a strange request, but since he has asked, it is difficult to satisfy him. Moreover, he wants to stay in a safe and secure store and get up tomorrow morning, where does so many things happen? So I should give a powerful person so that they dare not come to cause trouble.
Chapter completed!