courier in movie world

Chapter 126
In Moscow in November, the sky darkened very quickly, and the weather became a bit gloomy before the evening. Coupled with the heavy snow for several days, the whole world gave people a feeling of silence and loneliness.

Hitler's troops once attacked near Moscow before, causing great damage to the city and surrounding areas.

Although the situation has eased a lot now, people still haven't been able to get rid of the pain of the war.

The place where the Horn Bar is located is a slightly remote town. Before the war, the town wasn't too big and the population wasn't too big.

However, because of its relatively remote location, it was preserved during the war without much damage.

No. [-] drove into the town. There were no people on the street. Occasionally, a few ordinary residents in a hurry could be seen, but they all showed a hint of wariness when they saw the military vehicle Mosen was riding in.

The Horn Bar is in the center of town.

Unlike the desertedness on the street, Mo Sen could hear the noise from the bar even five or six meters away.

It seems that only at this moment can people numb themselves through alcohol.

"Strangers and dogs are not allowed!"

On the door of the bar, there is a crooked signboard with a line of words clearly written in English.

"It looks like a very xenophobic place." Without hesitation, Mo Sen muttered something and pushed open the door of the bar.

"Hey, fill me up with wine!"

"Let's do it again, I can't believe I can't win this time!"

When the door was opened, there was noise and shouting.

The cold air poured in, and everyone raised their heads to look at the door. When they saw Mo Sen, the room suddenly fell silent.

"You are not welcome here, go out!" Behind the bar, a bearded man about 50 years old said to Mo Sheng while wiping his glass.

No matter in dress or appearance, Mo Sen was far from an authentic Russian.

Although No. [-] is an out-and-out Russian, it is okay to let them perform assassination missions. This kind of mission that requires normal communication is not their field of expertise.

Mo Sen didn't care, separated from the crowd blocking the way, and sat in front of the bar.

"I just came here to inquire about some news, and I'll leave after asking." While talking, he took out a few banknotes and put them on the table, and gently pushed them over.

The big man who wiped the glasses looked like the owner of the bar. He didn't even look at the money on Mawson's table.

"You are not welcome here, let me say it again, strangers please leave!" He stopped what he was doing and stared at Mo Sen fiercely.

Mo Sen took out a wad of money and put it on the table.

To be honest, these guys are poor people who were injured by the war. He tried his best to get the answers he wanted through more peaceful methods.

"Take your money and get out!"

Mo Sen frowned slightly. He already felt that something was wrong, and the boss's hostility towards him had exceeded the normal range.

The wad of money on his table was worth thousands of dollars, even enough to buy an entire tavern. In this era, it would be surprising for someone to give up such a huge sum of money because of a dispute of emotions.

This is not a simple sentence of disgust that can be explained clearly.

Mawson didn't move.

"I just want to ask a few questions, and the money will be yours if you answer."

"Boy, don't you understand human language?!"

A big man with yellow teeth and messy hair patted Mawson on the shoulder from behind. His hands were stained with oil and he wiped them on Mawson's clothes as he spoke.

"If you don't leave, I'll beat you all over the place!!" The big man said, grabbing Mo Sen's collar with his other hand.

Mo Sen's face turned cold, and an invisible murderous aura enveloped the audience. The big man who bore the brunt, as if thrown naked into the ice and snow, couldn't help shivering, and his movements slowed down.

"Number one!"

No. [-] standing beside him stretched out his big palm-like hand without Mo Sen's hands, grabbed the big man's hair and lifted him up, then turned around and threw him flying.

"Crackling!"

The strength of No. [-] was like a monster. The big man he threw was like a cannonball, smashing tables and chairs and clearing a large space in the noisy bar.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and someone shouted, "If you dare to hurt us, everyone, kill them!"

A group of people swarmed up and surrounded Mo Sen and No. [-]. Mo Sen didn't even look back, but just stared at the bar owner behind the bar and said something softly.

"Number one, be gentle, don't kill anyone!"

"Yes!"

No. [-] snorted coldly and rushed forward. He was already a top warrior in the army due to his huge physique. After being transformed by Dr. Zola, he was far beyond the limits of the human body.

How could these ordinary town roughnecks compare to him? He beat him to pieces in less than a minute, and not to mention being injured, he didn't even have a trace of sweat on his forehead.

"stop it now!"

Looking at the whole bar that was smashed, the boss yelled loudly, but Mo Sen acted as if he didn't hear anything, and lightly clasped his fingers on the table top of the bar.

A hint of ferocity flashed in the bar owner's eyes. He reached out and pulled out a double-barreled shotgun from under the bar.

Before he was ready to aim, he felt a light in his hand, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the shotgun in his hand had somehow run into the hands of the young man across the bar.

There was a cold sarcasm hidden in the young man's eyes, and he didn't see how he exerted his strength. When he twisted his hands hard, the steel pipe twisted and twisted into twists amidst the squeaking of metal!

"Oh!"

Mo Sen threw the shotgun on the bar and looked indifferently at the bar owner opposite.

"Do you think you can live with your neck twisted like this?"

"Or do you think your neck is harder than it!"

The bar owner's eyelids were twitching wildly. He felt a warmth in his crotch and was so frightened that he accidentally peed.

"Now, let me ask you to answer."

"Is there a problem?"

The bar owner shook his head frantically, for fear that if he answered late, his head would be wrenched off his neck by the other party.

It was a double-barreled shotgun made of steel, but it was twisted into a twist by this young man so lightly.

Now he even felt that there was a ferocious monster hidden under the harmless skin of the young man opposite him.

After a while, Mo Sen turned up his collar and strode out.Behind him, there is a shattered bar and the wounded lying on the ground.

Mo Sen frowned. The bar owner knew nothing about Isa Gregory.

After Mo Sen's analysis, the possibility of the bar owner lying was extremely small. He raised his eyebrows and showed a playful smile on his lips.

"Chekov, it seems that you are hiding something."

At this moment, the corner of his eye swept across, and a figure flashed in the darkness at the end of the street.

Mo Sen, who originally planned to leave, suddenly changed his mind.

"On the [-]st, lock the car and come with me."

　Thank you book friend, who are you and who am I for the monthly pass, ahem, the first monthly pass I received for this book, I am a little excited...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)