Chapter 83: Lion King's proud lone wolf and tiger

Just as Zhou Yi asked the magic woman to convey her invitation to the magnetic king Eric, Wolverine Rogan also encountered an extremely important opponent in his life.
Because the little naughty was asked not to leave Orolo and the piano at will. Grey was the reason for their sight, so Rogan could only go around with a group of troublesome women all day long. This is not a pleasant feeling for him.
If it is just a piano. Gray or Xiaotao, maybe he won't feel bored, but if he is followed by four or five women, three or four of them are green girls, it is definitely a huge challenge for his tolerance.
Rogan has never been a good-tempered person, if not because of the piano. Grey, a woman who makes him very good-loving and a little naughty, makes him feel like a family. Maybe he has already run away, and he is not doing anything. But for these two people, he still endured hard. It was not until a group of people came back to play that it was the loose nerve in the brain.
And because the middle process is too painful for him, it is an urgent need to release his pressure. What method does a mature old man need to release his pressure? In fact, there are only a few of them, and the most common ones are alcohol and tobacco and women.
Women are very common to Rogan, and vicissitudes like him do not need to pick up a girl, naturally there will be a girl to soak him. Therefore, there have been many women in his long life. Most of these women are passers-by, and only a few have left a deep impression on him. The most tragic thing is that an experience made him forget all of this. He forgot a woman who is very important to him.
Although he recovered this feeling in the body of the piano, his instinct told him that there is actually a gap. Perhaps for these reasons, he did not find a woman at all this time.
For the smoke, there is already a 40th anniversary edition of the best cigar in the body of Rogan can be said to be no desire. So naturally, he came to the bar.
Perhaps it is the memory left in the bones, Rogan does not like the kind of very nightclubs, but is more keen on the old-fashioned old bar. Especially the kind of singer who has a bad mood, the old bar filled with soothing music, and his favorite place to hang around.
Although it was first arrived in Paris, but with his own sense of smell more sensitive than the dog and the instinct of being a qualified old drunk, it didn't take much effort. Rogan found the goal he was looking for on a street in some ages.
This bar of some years is called the lion's pride, listening to the name is very domineering. But going in and looking at it only makes people feel that there is a feeling of being late. The bar is full of old tables and chairs, filled with rosin. Instead of feeling that it is old, people feel that there seems to be a precious brand of inscriptions in the years.
On the stage, a singer who looked a little decadent sang softly, and the melodious music echoed in the bar. In the light that is not particularly bright, the utensils on the long bar reflect a warm color.
Plus the fascinating wine and the whispers and laughter of the guests. Stopping here is enough to make people feel the feeling of stagnation and slow flow.
This is Rogan's favorite feeling, and once he walks in, he has a feeling of returning home. Compared to the present, this old thing may be the deeper existence of his memory.
"Whiskey, add ice!" A did it in front of the table, and said to the obese bartender who was a little thankful, Rogan took out a cigar and swallowed it.
The bartender quickly pushed a glass of iced whiskey to Rogan, perhaps because there was no guest. He didn't walk away, but said to Rugan while wiping the cup.

Guests seem to be a bit raw when they look up, is it the first time here?

"I have just come from the United States with a few guys. I didn't expect to find this kind of place here!" The swallowed wine in the quilt, Rogan ordered a table and told the bartender to fill the wine. In this laid-back environment, he doesn't mind talking to the bartender.
"There are not many people thinking about you now." The bar was full of Rogan, and he said with some emotion. "This bar was inherited from my father's hand. It has been more than 70 years old. There are not many places to come to this place. Most of them are those who are regular customers. Like a guest. Tourists, but are not willing to come to this place."
"Hey! That's the group of little devils who don't appreciate it. Only this place is worth stopping." With a sneer, Rogan said his opinion.
"If you have a little more taste like a guest, then I really want to thank God." Watching Rogan once again drink the wine from the glass, the owner of the bar consciously filled him, and quite bold Said. "This cup, please!"
Rogan raised his glass and thanked the boss for his good intentions. He then squinted and began to savor. The boss saw that a guest came in and stopped chatting with him, but to greet those people. For a time, Rogan’s side became a bit cold. This situation is quite familiar to Rogan. Because he is a lone wolf.
This situation until a familiar figure came to his side. It was a tall white male, with a height of more than two meters and an absolutely majestic burly figure that made him just seem to be full of pressure. The most conspicuous of the rough face is his slightly squinting eyes like a big cat and the tiger teeth that are slightly exposed. And he had some worn-out wide trench coats and tangled hair, which made him look like a tramp more than a guest.
Perhaps because his appearance was too scary, the bar owner did not stop the guy, but let him go to Rogan and sit on his side.
When he was seated, Rogan discovered his arrival. This is extremely unusual for this lone wolf. His instinct and five senses are in no way inferior to real animals, but there is no point in sensing for the people around him. So when he found this guy, the whole person was immediately on alert.
Maybe not everyone is hostile, but this person is definitely an enemy for him. This is not only because they have been handed over because of naughty, but also because his soul is constantly warning him. As a lone wolf, he believes that this feeling is even more than the fact that he believes he sees it.
"Looks like you know who I am?" The tall man's face was like a lazy look like a big cat. He looked at Logan with a slight squint, but he was unceremoniously from the bar. I took a bottle of wine and poured it directly into my mouth.
After a long time, he put down the bottle. Feel free to use a tattered sleeve to wipe the liquid on the beard. Asked about Logan. "If you can, I think you should tell me, or you will have no chance to wait."
"Do you think I will know the name of a stray cat?" Retorted recklessly, Rogan's face showed some fierce look. This is his instinctive reaction, and his instincts occupy more positions when dealing with this person. "And, I don't think you need to know. Because even if you know you have no chance to celebrate."
"Yes? It doesn't matter." Slowly widened his eyes, and the tall man showed a brutal and violent breath like a beast. "They call me Saber-toothed Tiger. I think this name is not bad. So, you disgusting guy can give me death."
Having said that, he directly extended his big hand to the position of Rogan. When he moves like this, the black nails on his five fingers are slamming out, and the sharp nails look no different from the claws of the beasts, but the fact is that they are more powerful.
Rogan listened to the wind and barely let himself open. The claws of the saber-toothed tiger suddenly fell on the bar. Some years of wood were in front of his claws and there was no difference between the paper and the paper. In the ugly friction, a lot of wood chips had been caught in his hands.
At this time, look at the bar again. Five deep paw prints are enough for anyone to see it.
After Logan escaped the attack, he immediately launched a counterattack. The diamond claws between the two-finger seams violently stretched out, and the weapon made by Edelman alloy slashed into the enemy in front of it with the wind of the wind.
For the enemy, Rogan did not have the idea of ​​keeping a hand, let alone the enemy who had handed it before, he did not think that he had the need to keep his hand.
When Rogan's claws swung to the saber-toothed tiger, the tall mutant immediately slammed back, and the huge body showed a completely unimaginable agility. So of course, Rogan’s attack fell into the air. His claws vainly split the seat of the saber-toothed tiger, but it does not have a little influence on the deity.
And just as they started fighting, the crowd in the bar began to escape from this dangerous scene. This even includes the boss who was still chatting with Rogan. If it is a common man's fight, the boss may not mind using his Remington under the counter to give him a lesson, but if it is two variants. He can only go honestly first.
The battle of the mutant is not something that normal people can intervene. That is the act of life, and the human group that has had many lessons from the past has formed its own understanding early.
The two mutants in the battle were not disturbed by these troubled people. They began to stare at each other and slowly walked around to find the most suitable attack moment. At this time, the first person who can't hold back is often the one who suffers.
However, Rogan still chose the first attack, taking advantage of his undead body and reinforced iron, he wanted to solve this enemy in the fastest way.
So he screamed and held the claws on his hands. The whole man rushed toward the saber-toothed tiger like an arrow from the string.
Just watching Rogan's saber-toothed tiger, he quickly let himself open. Taking advantage of his height and length of arms, he directly put up five fingers and stabbed Rogan's vest with a steel-necked nail. He really wants to try his own claws to get rid of the heart of this guy who hates him.
The advantage of the saber-toothed tiger is particularly obvious, and his arm touches Rogan's back first. So before Rogan touched his body, he had already used the claws to get rid of the big flesh on his back.
The pain of cutting meat gave Rogan a fierce low-pitched voice, but an unspeakable feeling dominated his body and made him ignore the pain. Instead, I straightened my arm more hard.
The steel claws of the Edelman alloy were inserted straight into the waist rib of the saber-toothed tiger. The indecisive sharp blade directly cut open his musculoskeletal and internal organs. When he slammed into the left hand of the saber-toothed tiger body, It can even be seen that half of the kidneys and intestines are entangled in the huge wound.
And Rogan is also uncomfortable. His back has been dug up the size of the sea bowl of flesh and blood, and there is a faint metallic luster on the horrible wound. The bones of the Edelman alloy protected his heart, so that he would not be dug out of the heart by the saber-toothed tiger. Even so, his situation is not very good.
Of course, it is much better than the saber-toothed tiger.