Chapter 1995: My name is Lu Tiansheng

There was a moment of silence in the whole noisy bar, and everyone's eyes fell on the eastern man's face, his eyes full of scrutiny, and a little surprised.
　　 This bar is located in the central area of ​​Rifiat. It is a bar with a sense of history. There are many people sitting here every day, drinking and waiting for life.
　　 Yes, wait to live!
Although it is a city of chaos, the city of chaos also has the rules of the city of chaos, and even these rules are more effective than the laws of other countries, because you may go to jail or be punished if you break the law, but you break the rules of the city of chaos. That would die!
Rifiat is not prosperous, even very poor, but compared with income, the consumption here is very high. Whether it is daily necessities or some luxury goods, the price here is at least several times more expensive than outside, even ten For example, a bundle of very light beer costs thirty dollars here. This quality beer is estimated to be two or three dollars in the normal world.
Although it is expensive, there is no way. Because you live here, you have to accept it. If you don’t accept it, you can leave. No one will stop you. Of course, if you leave Refiat, you will be caught or killed. Yes, then consider yourself unlucky.
Although people outside dare not enter Rifiat, there are some powerful practitioners wandering around Central Rifiat, specifically to catch the criminals lurking in Rifiat, these criminals usually have a lot of bounty on their heads. , And these people are often referred to as bounty hunters.
　　 Bounty hunters are not something ordinary people can do, but no matter how brave the bounty hunters are, they dare not enter Rifiat.
How do these people living in Rifiat make a living? It's very simple. Join various organizations, accept various tasks, complete tasks to get paid, and continue to nest here after making money, gambling, drinking, and playing with women. When I got money, I went desperately until I lost my life one day.
　　 People who often stay in the tavern and wait for their lives naturally have a vicious eye. They can tell at a glance that this Oriental is a newcomer.
　　 The reason why I say newcomers is because no travelers dare to enter here. Those who come here are usually criminals from all over the world or some special people.
　　 The middle-aged man walked to the counter, took off the fisherman hat on his head, and asked in English: "Is there any good wine, a glass, and some food, preferably meat, is there any?"
　　Hant looked at the middle-aged man coldly, and pointed to the bottle behind him: "A glass of whiskey, a fried steak, four hundred dollars, give me money first."
　　 "Four hundred dollars? That's not cheap!"
　　 The middle-aged man murmured, took out a pile of dollars from his pocket, took four of them, and handed them to Hunter: "Fried the steak is half-ripe, get some black pepper sauce, and whiskey with ice, thank you!"
　　 Hunter glanced at the middle-aged man’s waist bag, there were at least a few piles in it, which seemed to be at least tens of thousands of dollars, or more, because it had a thousand face value.
　　 "New here? China? Japan? Korea?"
　　 The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "Hua Xia, I heard that this place is quite interesting. Come around and see what you call it."
　　Hant gave a hmm, picked up the whiskey bottle and started pouring, then added two pieces of ice, and handed the wine to the middle-aged man: "Hunt... the steak will take a while."
　　 The middle-aged man smiled: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."
　　Hunt picked up the towel and wiped the table in front of him, and said casually: "If you want to live here, you must first learn to keep your money private, otherwise losing money is a small matter, and losing your life is a big matter."
　　 The middle-aged man picked up the wine glass and raised it: "Thank you for your advice, Hunter, you are a good person!"
Hunter said lightly: "Every newcomer, I will say this. After all, you made me make money, and I also hope you can make me make more money instead of being snatched away for gambling. Playing with women."
　　 The middle-aged man gave a hum, his eyes swept across the bar, and there were several malicious glances in the crowd. They naturally saw the money that the middle-aged man revealed when he paid.
　　 A Chinese newcomer with one hundred and eighty thousand U.S. dollars on his body is enough to make people feel bad.
　　 The middle-aged man didn't seem to see it. He looked around leisurely, then drank slowly, and soon the steak was delivered.
　　Fried steak was unexpectedly good. The middle-aged man picked up a knife and fork and cut all the beef into small pieces slowly, and then ate it piece by piece with a fork, ate two pieces, and drank a sip of wine.
　　 When the middle-aged man smiled and swallowed the last piece of beef, he raised the glass and drank the last wine in one sip, then smiled and said, "The steak is good, but the portion is less."
　　 Hante replied blankly: "You can ask for another one."
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Come again next time, leave some leeway for your stomach, and leave yourself some thoughts... By the way, boss, where is the hotel here, or, is there a rental house, maybe I want to stay here? Live for a while."
　　 Hante replied coldly: "Go out and turn left for fifty meters. There is an apartment building. You can stay there, you can live on a daily basis, or you can rent it for a long time."
　　 The middle-aged man stood up and smiled: "Thank you!"
　　 The middle-aged man picked up his fisherman's hat and stood up and walked outside. Almost when the middle-aged man had just disappeared from the door, several people stood up in the tavern.
　　 Several people looked at each other~EbookFREE.me~ A big man in the middle suddenly said: "Old rules."
"it is good!"
　　 A few people rushed out quickly. After all, it is rare to see a big fat sheep. If the action is slow, they will be preempted by others.
　　 This kid has one hundred and eighty thousand in his bag, maybe he has more?
　　 After all, this kid is eating 400 dollars of steak but he doesn't feel distressed at all. For this performance, this guy is definitely a rich man.
　　 The people in the room watched the few people rush out with a splash, and suddenly it became lively.
　　 "Those guys, they can start quickly!"
　　 "Do you think that Huaxia is capable? Seeing that he is calm and relaxed, he is not afraid of us at all, I am afraid he is also a practitioner, right?"
　　 "Even if he is a cultivator, he is just a person. Shaq the Redbeard is gone, can he still run?"
　　 "Red beard is also a master anyway, is this little money worthy of?"
　　 When everyone was discussing and guessing the situation outside, the door of the bar was suddenly pushed open again, and the middle-aged man walked back again, but the one who had just rushed out seemed to have stopped moving.
　　 "Hunt, just ask, in Rifiat, killing is okay, right?"
　　 Hunter's eyes are slightly bizarre: "As long as the person being killed is okay, the others are okay."
　　 The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "Okay, thank you, Hunter, you are a good bartender... Oh, yes, my name is Lu Tiansheng!"