i'm the villain

Chapter 687 Bar
The man in the black cloak didn't look out of place in this filthy environment, because the cloak on him was also very bad. It seemed to be very suitable for this desolate picture of the end of the world, and it was very inconspicuous. People will notice this person who keeps his head buried.

……

The Sixth District is now a paradise for criminals.

Or to put it another way, here, there is no such thing as a criminal.

Because there are no laws that can define them as criminals, this is the place of lawlessness.

……

The black cloak wandered aimlessly around.

He saw many things in this chaotic land that he hadn't seen before.

Not to mention technological products, even many supernatural creatures dare to appear here blatantly.

For example, in the area in the northwest corner, there are many long-haired creatures that look like mice but are actually taller than humans. They also wear some clothes, walk upright, and hang some A modern cash weapon.

This place is far from the Oceania in the black cloak's impression.

But he clearly remembered that the last memory in his mind was here, so he came, but he didn't expect that the changes here were so great that he couldn't find the atmosphere of the old world at all.

……

"Hey! Newcomer, do you need something to drink?!"

When the black cloak passed by a place similar to a bar, a big man with a bearded face inside the bar yelled at him.

The eyes under the hood of the cloak glanced at the man behind the bar, then at the drinks on the shelf behind the bearded man.

Oh, by the way, these things are the products of the old world if you guessed right.

It seems that business here is good, probably because it is hard to find such a wide variety of whiskey in the sixth arrondissement.

The black cloak spread his hands.

He didn't speak, but he made it clear that he had no money.

Or to be more precise, he didn't have the currency here, that is, the special spar used by these criminals for exchange.

"Or I can buy you a drink. None of the people who come here don't drink. It seems that you don't have much experience." The bearded man grinned generously, slapped a beer glass of about one liter on the table, and slammed it down. Filled the heavy mug with barrel beer in a second.

gollum...

A guttural squirming sound came from under the cloak.

It seems that this guy is indeed a little thirsty...

No, very thirsty.

I slipped away from the base in a hurry, so there was no water to drink on the station plane all the way.

But he didn't appreciate it, but glanced around.

Seems to be looking for something.

And at this time, a man with his back to the black cloak who had been sitting in front of the bar said in a very lazy tone: "Hello? I'm still drinking here, take your rubbish mixed with hypnotic drugs Get it away from me, if he wants to drink, it will be charged to me, I feel like throwing up when I smell it, it's disgusting..."

There was a hint of fierceness in the bearded man's eyes, but he grinned quickly in the next second.

"Hahaha, you're talking nonsense, it's better for you!"

He sensibly put the beer back, then poured a glass of straight whiskey with ice cubes and pushed it onto the bar table.

……

This time, the black cloak did not hesitate. He slumped onto the high chair in front of the bar, picked up the glass and drank it, feeling the stimulation of the smell of alcohol mixed with the coolness of ice cubes.

This is what it feels like to be alive...

He glanced at the man lying on the bar.

The other party offered him a drink, but the black cloak didn't bother to say thank you or other nonsense.

He turned his chair around, put his hands on the bar, and looked at the noisy and chaotic scene behind him quietly.

……

But at this time, the person who invited him to drink looked over with interest.

This guy's hair is a little gray, but it's not the old white, but the silvery white caused by his being a Caucasian, it's a little messy, probably hasn't been taken care of for a long time, and he also has a beard on his face, but why? He looked infinitely more handsome than the big guy at the bar.

Or it should be said that this guy has a pretty handsome face, but he hasn't cleaned it up. His eyes look like he hasn't slept for three days. When he looks at people, he doesn't bother to lift his eyelids. sloppy look.

And there was a weird odour.

He looked at the black cloak and smiled:
"It seems that you are not a fuel-efficient lamp. Just now, your first reaction was to look around to see who is richer around you. Are you going to rob someone on the spot and then come to buy wine?"

"No."

The black cloak turned his head to look at the other party, shrugged and said.

"Then what are you looking at?" The other party spread his hands and asked.

"Pour me another glass and I'll tell you." The black cloak tapped the empty wine glass in front of him with his knuckles.

"Ha ha……"

The sloppy man rolled his eyes.

He snapped his fingers.

Then the bearded man at the bar counter filled up the black cloak's glass very cooperatively.

After the black cloak drank it down, he smacked his lips and said lightly, "I'm just looking at it casually."

"Hey, are you kidding me?" The sloppy man curled his lips.

He half-closed his eyes from the beginning to the end, as if he was going to fall asleep in the next second.

"Forget it, drink it all down, even if you tear out your intestines, you can't save that glass of wine..."

"Speaking of which, you look like you've been to the Sixth District for the first time." He asked while holding his chin.

"Just arrived here 8 minutes ago." The black cloak shrugged and replied.

"Well, then I welcome you on behalf of this paradise, enjoy this world without any constraints, haha~er~" the sloppy man burped while talking, a pungent smell A stench came out.

But this person didn't seem to notice that he was polluting the air within a few meters, and he still said to himself:
"Speaking of which, what did you do to come here? Did you kill a lot of people? Or are you an evolutionary too?"

"I don't know, I don't remember clearly." The black cloak was still looking at the noisy area, and did not look at the sloppy man.

"You rookie is really not polite at all... But forget it, I don't care about it when I'm in a better mood today, but you may not believe it, you look like someone,... well, I can't say no Qing, maybe I'm drunk, I can't remember who I look like for the time being, maybe I will remember when I wake up later..."

He looked at the side face under the hood of the black cloak, showing a troubled expression.

(End of this chapter)