The Elder Scrolls in Marvel

The bar was very lively, with all kinds of people drinking. Some of them were fierce-looking and rough-speaking, some were ordinary in appearance and not good at talking, and some were talking and laughing. They were very popular because of their all-round appearance.

But without exception, their casual eyes and every gesture exuded an aura of danger and desperadoes.

Suddenly, the door of the bar was pushed open, a cold wind blew in, and the temperature in the bar suddenly dropped a bit.

The cold wind and the hot wine collided together, like a hot piece of iron put into cold water. The two reacted instantly, and the bar fell into a brief silence.

Two strangers, two faces they had never seen before, the gun they were holding was a murder weapon produced by Stark Industries. In this chaotic area, except for the US military, only a very small number of people have this kind of weapon. Only organizations can do it, and those organizations are either ruthless or awesome enough.

Adan and Ethan successfully attracted the attention of everyone in the bar.

"Adan, I feel like they don't have any good intentions towards us." Ethan held Adan's arm and whispered.

The guys around him all stared at him fiercely, which gave Ethan some bad premonitions. After all, it was obvious at a glance that none of these people were kind.

"It's okay, isn't a bar just a place to drink? We are here to drink, not to cause trouble." Adan looked at the people around him and said to Ethan without changing his expression.

What's more, the people here are standing in such a gathering, even if they have some thoughts about themselves, Yadan can teach them how to behave in minutes.

"Hello, sir, please put your gun here. Of course, we will return it to you when you go out." A bartender came forward and said, pointing to the table piled with rifles and shotguns.

Adan stared at the bartender for a while, raised a finger, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, this is not okay."

"Sir, this is our rule"

"I'm not one of your people."

Before the bartender could say anything more, Yadan strutted directly to the counter.

Ethan smiled sheepishly at the bartender and quickly followed Adan.

Damn it, Yadan, why didn’t I know you were so awesome when talking? Are you sure you won’t get beaten if you talk like that?

Ethan was very nervous now, because he saw many drunkards around him who had put their hands under the table, and with their ferocious eyes, Ethan felt that they were ready to draw their guns and shoot at any time. Maybe He even thought about how to collect the bodies of the two of them.

Ethan now felt like he was being put on a stove, his feet were burning with every step he took.

"Adan, Adan, maybe we should listen to that person just now and put the gun on the table." Ethan quickened his pace and walked to Yadan and said.

"We don't have money to put the gun there," Adan said, looking at Ethan with a raised brow.

This sentence is very reasonable. We really have no money, but can you please say it in a lower voice?

Yadan's words "We have no money" seemed so unique in a bar that was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

Sure enough, the person who came here is evil.

Although the surrounding guests who were drinking had their hands under the table, out of sight, at this moment, the sound of bullets being loaded rang out in the bar.

A trace of cold sweat slipped from Ethan's forehead. I wiped it. Ethan looked at the surrounding terrain and people. Oh my God, he might not even have the chance to open the safety bolt later. How can I open the safety on this gun?

"What do you two want?" Behind the wine cabinet, a smartly dressed and beautiful female bartender asked.

Adan looked at her and smiled and said: "You are so beautiful."

The female bartender didn't seem angry when she heard Yadan's answer to the question. After all, everyone likes to hear compliments, even if the person complimenting you is a weirdo with a big beard.

"Of course we're here to drink," Adan said as he sat on the chair in front of the wine cabinet and put the gun at his feet.

Ethan watched Yadan sit down and put his gun on the ground.