[Attack on Titan] One percent

The author has something to say: Xiuwen - 10.9

Kuya walked idly on the street, occasionally smelling the snacks on the roadside, or picking up a piece of clothing from the clothing store to take a look.Simple attire, the huge brim of the hat on her head concealed her face, if it wasn't for her clean and fair skin and orderly steps, people on the street would probably regard her as an idler.

In the most prosperous commercial street in the capital, the bustling crowds did not disperse with the sunset.Passing by a food stall that I often go to, I didn't find the boss, only two or three guys were on duty.There are all kinds of thriving shops in the commercial street, but she only loves the craftsmanship of this owner.Kuya felt sorry that the boss was not here today.

Although there was some resentment that she was too hungry to eat, Kuya showed no expression on her delicate face.She walked around the street twice in boredom, and suddenly thought of a good place to go.

Underground street.

Although it is a gathering place for gangsters, it is not as smoky as imagined.There are bars and casinos all over the street. Although there are people smoking, drinking or fighting in twos and threes on the side of the road, they are all within her acceptable range.Kuya looked around, picked a bar that was pleasing to the eye, and opened the door.

The people inside were talking and laughing loudly, and there were occasional swear words and loud slamming noises on the table, but Kuya didn't care, walked to the bar and sat down, ordered a glass of whiskey.

"Do you know? I heard a big joke yesterday! That idiot Jones told me that he was going to rob Duke Gref's money, and asked me to come with him! I sprayed him in the face on the spot Drooling, with a rookie like him, labor and management don't even believe that he can touch the walls of others! Hahahaha!" After a burly man finished speaking, the people around him slapped the table and laughed.

Oh, interesting tidbits to hear.Under the terrified gaze of the bartender, Kuya ordered a third glass of whiskey. She has always been a good drinker.

The burly man suddenly saw Kuya, who was out of place, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Hey, the one wearing the hat, why haven't I seen you before? Take off the hat and show me!"

It seems that this time I was unlucky and didn't hear many interesting things.Kuya turned around blankly, "Are you talking about me?"

"It's not you, whoever it is, quickly take off the spoils on your head!" The burly man became impatient, knocked the chair away with a bang, and walked towards her while moving his fists, as if he was going to beat you if he didn't obey.

Listening to the crisp sound of bones, Kuya still sat on the spot without changing her face, "Uncle, you can't break the joints like this, it's easy to dislocate."

As soon as the words fell, Kuya heard a chuckle in her ear.But she didn't have time to see who it was, the fist of the burly man had already greeted her face.

But that fist didn't touch a single hair of Kuya.

The gangsters present saw an impossible phenomenon that Pingshen had never seen before!

The man actually only used two fingers to press against the wrist of the burly man, making him unable to move!

"Are you kidding me! Labor and management are one of the three giants in the underground street!" After speaking, the burly man roared, and swung his other fist at Kuya, who had already been in his stomach.

Such heavy feet... This was the thought of the burly man before he was kicked out.

With a loud bang, he hit the wall hard and passed out.

Seeing this, the remaining gangsters all started to attack Kuya.Just 10 minutes later, the whole bar fell silent, and there were "dead corpses" on the ground.And Kuya was still sitting on the stool in front of the bar.

Kuya seemed not interested in her masterpiece, picked up the glass and continued to drink.

"You are a soldier." A cold voice sounded.

Oh, perfect voice!Kuya turned her head curiously, and found that the person who spoke was the one who just laughed.

"You have good eyesight, little brother." Kuya nodded appreciatively, "Are you going to fight too?"

The bartender was shocked!Some nonsensely said: "This guest, let's forget it, he is Levi..."

"Not interested in."

"Oh——you are Levi." Kuya looked him over again.The facial features are pretty good, but... a bit short.Although she herself is only 1.5 meters eight, but in her regiment, it is rare to see men under 1.7 meters.

The man opposite seemed not surprised by his popularity.

"Wouldn't drinking be more fun than fighting." She ordered another tequila and pushed it in front of Levi.The color in the cup was very similar to her blue eyes, but the latter was full of contempt and ridicule, "Why, dare not drink?"

Levi thought he could drink a lot, so he couldn't stand such blatant contempt at the moment, he curled his mouth slightly, raised his head and drank it down, and gave her a provocative look.

Kuya applauded with high fives, then drank the whiskey in her hand, and ordered several glasses of wine from the bartender.Levi just felt that it had been a long time since he drank so freely. The two of them didn't chat a few words, but they drank in a tacit understanding.After drinking a few more glasses of spirits, Kuya seemed dissatisfied, and went to the wine cabinet to pour the wine in front of the scale.

Seeing her skillful movements, Levi raised his eyebrows, "You can also mix wine?"

After understanding his subtext, Kuya replied casually: "Who stipulates that soldiers can't mix drinks."

The ice-blue liquid was placed in front of him, and the color alone reminded people of the cool night wind in early summer.Levi had never had such a beautiful wine.He picked up the wine glass and looked at it carefully, "What's the name of this wine?"

"Blue Margarita. It is said to be reminiscent of the smell of the sea."

"Ocean? Huh, no one here has ever seen the ocean, so how would they know what the ocean smells like?"

"Try it and you'll know."

Levi raised his eyes, his dark eyes were stained with a halo of haze, and the corners of his lips curled up. He raised his glass again, and raised his head...

Seeing his eyes and movements, Kuya suddenly wanted to stop him, "Hey, are you..."

Halfway through the conversation, the person in front of him had already fallen headlong on the bar.

"...you must be drunk."