[Comprehensive Manga] The heroine is messing up the world

Dim bar, not very well lit.

sound.The tacitly cheesy laughter, the crisp crash, the bottle, the glass.The sound of playing cards being slammed on the table, high-pitched arguments.

wine.Poor rum, red wine with dark sediment, yellowed labels on dark bottles, greasy glass.

odor.Tobacco, alcohol, sweat, and bad-quality perfume from whores.

people.A fat man snoring on the bar, a drunkard with cloudy eyes, a thief with sly eyebrows, a woman's thighs and half of her breasts exposed to the outside.

Shiliu was sitting at a corner of the bar, if Kikyo was here, she might not be able to help frowning.Kikyo has always been quite disdainful of such dirty and low-level places, but Pomegranate is different. He himself came from a humble background. Although he has a ruthless heart, this world is more ruthless than him. Without absolute power to support him, he is only in this low-level society. It's just scrambling.

Therefore, this kind of bar is very familiar to pomegranates, even so familiar that they have a friendly taste.

This is really a completely different place from Mirufiore.

The place is clean and tidy, the order is strict and inviolable, and a simple command may change the pattern of the whole world.Few people speak loudly, even if they fight side by side in a life-and-death friendship, they will each take a step back, remain vigilant, and keep a proper distance.

Not here, for example, the man over there raised his arms and yelled loudly. Judging from his aura, he felt that he could change the whole of southern Italy, but unfortunately he couldn't even change this bar—oh yes, he would be gone in a few seconds Was brought down by a nigger at another table.

Shiliu looked at all this, he didn't show any expression, this was a scene he was used to.

Then, the door opened.

The sound of high heels sounded in this chaotic sound.

There will be no good girls coming to this kind of bar, and at this point, the ones who come are usually prostitutes.Most people have no interest in this, only a small number of people looked up, and then... froze

After a few minutes, even the dullest person noticed that the atmosphere of the bar had changed.

A woman came in, very beautiful, oh, of course she was beautiful, much more beautiful than the stars on TV.Her neck was as slender and beautiful as a swan's neck, with a soft luster of pearly white.Large pieces of black feathers, peacock tail, and sharp wings... These elements together form the decoration, and all the way down, it doesn't stop until the tip of her nose, forming a beautiful half-face mask.

Her temperament cannot be described in words, lustful and greedy eyes enveloped her whole body, and she seemed to have never heard of it, walked through the crowd all the way, walked to the bar, and said, "A glass of tequila, thank you .”

Before she opened her mouth, many people even thought that she was a female ghost from the dark night, the kind who lived by sucking Yang Qi from people.

But she spoke, with a very normal voice, which pulled her back from the ethereal thing like a ghost to the category of human beings.

As a result, the gazes of almost all the men suddenly became enthusiastic.

It's the attire that prostitutes are used to wearing, that's right, the black lace on her body doesn't have the vulgar feeling of ordinary prostitutes, maybe it's... high-end prostitutes?Some people think so.

And some people have already said, "You, how much is a night?"

The charming black and the elegant deep purple are intertwined and turned into misty smoke, passing over her slender eyelashes like butterfly wings, kissing the sparkling eyes, and the rich and brilliant poison condenses into tears from her pupils ,fall.Then she said softly, "It's free."

There was an immediate commotion among the crowd.

Because of her demeanor, but also because of her words.

"I belong to the most powerful person here tonight." She took a sip of the wine, her scarlet tongue stretched out her proud and beautiful lips, licking away the ambiguous lust.she is smiling. "I like strong men, I do."

Because of her words, the bar immediately fell into an irreparable melee.

The bar owner came out to persuade the fight at first, but after seeing her appearance, he also joined the fight.

And she just leaned on the bar and watched this scene leisurely, with a smile on her face.

Across the chaotic battlefield, she and the pomegranate who was sitting motionless in the corner met their eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

She didn't look away, and neither did Pomegranate.

It wasn't until a stout man with red hair swung a wine bottle at the pomegranate that they stopped looking at each other.Pomegranate was also forced to join the battle. Without any flames, his physical strength was only a little higher than that of ordinary people-this was because of Spana's experiment, and he lost even his original bodily functions.

But after all, he is a person who has experienced countless ups and downs, and Pomegranate's melee skills are also surprisingly good, enough for him to protect himself in this bar...but it's just self-protection.

In the end, only Pomegranate and the bar owner were standing.

The barkeep has the power of fire.

He is an illusionist.

The current pomegranate basically has no resistance to illusions. In other words, it is impossible for him to defeat that boss.

"You are not my opponent," said the bar owner, "you go."

Of course, judging from a rational point of view, it is best to leave at this time.Whether the other party is his boss or the other party is just a beautiful woman who met by chance, it is not worth taking his life for it.

Qihai Huasan thought so.

Normal and rational people will know how to choose.

But Pomegranate laughed out loud, and then he raised his middle finger and said a curse word in Italian slang to the bar owner.

The bar owner immediately lost his elegant disguise, and his expression twisted.

——Spiritual storm.

Pomegranate fell down softly, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Then the bar owner walked to the Qihai Huasan over there, with a sticky smile on his face, "Miss, you just said that the strongest person can own you."

Then, his smile froze.

Because Qihai Huasanli's hand directly penetrated his chest.

"What a pity." Qihai Huasan pulled out her hand, shook off the blood on it, and said lightly, "The strongest person here is me, so I still belong to myself."

In Shiliu's hazy last memory, it was Qihai Huasan who bent down to look at his lavender eyes.Then those lavender eyes appeared again and again in the dream.

"I regret it." Qihai Huasan picked up the unconscious pomegranate and said to himself.

Black Featherthorn asked.

"No, I regret coming to see him." Qihai Huasanli said.

"Almost," said Qihai Huasanli, "He has completely moved me, and I can no longer discard him like I discarded others."

"Ah."

"Isn't this human?"