Chapter 1995 My Name Is Lu Tiansheng

The whole noisy bar was silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes fell on the face of the oriental man, their eyes were full of scrutiny and a bit of surprise.

This bar is located in the central area of ​​​​Rifiat. It is a bar with a very historical sense. Many people sit here every day, drinking and waiting for work.

Yes, waiting for work!

Although this is a chaotic city, the chaotic city also has its own rules, and these rules are even more effective than the laws of various countries, because if you break the law, you may be imprisoned or punished, but if you break the rules of the chaotic city, you will die!

Rifiat is not prosperous, and it can even be said to be very poor, but compared with the 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, or even ten times. For example, a very light beer costs thirty dollars here, and this quality of beer is estimated to be only two or three dollars in the normal world.

Although it is expensive, there is no other way, because if 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 Lifiat and are caught or killed by someone, then you will have bad luck.

Although people from outside dare not enter Lifiat, there are some powerful practitioners wandering around Lifiat, specializing in catching criminals hiding in Lifiat. These criminals usually have a lot of bounties on their heads, and these people are often called bounty hunters.

Bounty hunters are not something that ordinary people can do, but even the most courageous bounty hunters dare not enter Lifiat.

How do these people living in Lifiat make a living? It's very simple. They join various organizations, accept various tasks, complete the tasks to get rewards, and continue to stay here to gamble, drink and play with women after making money. When they have no money, they will fight hard again until one day they lose their lives.

Those who often stay in the tavern waiting for work are naturally sharp-eyed. They can tell at a glance that this oriental man is a newcomer who has just arrived.

The reason why I say newcomer is that no traveler dares 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 his fisherman's hat, and asked in English: "What good wine do you have? One glass, and some food, preferably meat, is there any?"

Hunt looked at the middle-aged man coldly, pointed to the bottle behind him: "One glass of whiskey, one steak, four hundred dollars, pay first."

"Four hundred dollars? That's really not cheap!"

The middle-aged man muttered, took out a stack of US dollars from his pocket, took out four and handed them to Hunt: "Fried steak seven minutes, some black pepper sauce, whiskey with ice, thank you!"

Hunt glanced at the bag on the middle-aged man's waist, there were at least several stacks in it, it looked at least tens of thousands of US dollars, or even more, because there were one thousand face value.

"New here? China? Japan? South Korea?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "China, I heard it's interesting here. Come and take a look. What's your name?"

Hunter hummed, picked up the whiskey bottle and began to pour the wine, then added two ice cubes and handed the wine to the middle-aged man: "Hunter... The steak will take a while."

The middle-aged man smiled: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

Hunter picked up the towel and wiped the table in front of him, and said casually: "If you want to make a living here, you must first learn not to show your wealth. Otherwise, losing money is a small matter, but losing your life is a big matter."

The middle-aged man picked up the wine glass and raised it: "Thanks for the advice, Hunter, you are a good person!"

Hunter said lightly: "Every newcomer, I will say this, after all, you make me money, and I also hope that you can make me make more money, instead of being robbed and used for gambling and playing with women."

The middle-aged man hummed, his eyes swept across the bar, and there were several malicious eyes in the crowd. They naturally saw the money that the middle-aged man showed when he paid just now.

A Chinese who just arrived here, with 100,000 or 80,000 US dollars on him, is enough to make people have bad intentions.

The middle-aged man seemed not to see it, and looked around leisurely, then drank slowly, and soon the steak was served.

The fried steak was unexpectedly good. The middle-aged man picked up the knife and fork, cut all the beef into small pieces slowly, and then ate it piece by piece with a fork, eating two pieces, drinking a sip of wine, not hurried or slow, and looking comfortable.

When the middle-aged man swallowed the last piece of beef with a smile, he raised his glass and drank the last of the wine in it, smiling: "The steak is good, but the portion is a little small."

Hant replied expressionlessly: "You can order another one."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Come again next time, leave some room for your stomach, leave some thoughts for yourself... By the way, boss, where is the hotel here, or, is there a house for rent, I may have to live here for a while."

Hant replied coldly: "Turn left 50 meters out of the door, there is an apartment building, you can stay there, you can stay by the day, 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, stood up and walked outside. Almost as soon as the middle-aged man disappeared at the door, several people stood up in the tavern.

A few people looked at each other, and a big man in the middle suddenly said: "Divide it according to the old rules."

"Okay!"

Several people rushed out quickly. After all, it was rare to see a big fat sheep. If they were slow, someone might grab it first.

This kid had hundreds of thousands of dollars in his bag. Maybe he had even more?

After all, this kid ate a steak worth four hundred dollars without any regrets. Judging from this performance, this guy is definitely a rich man.

The people in the room watched those people rush out, and the room became lively again.

"Those guys were so quick!"

"Do you think that Chinese guy is capable? Seeing how calm he is, he is not afraid of us at all. I'm afraid he is also a cultivator?"

"Even if he is a cultivator, he is just one person. Red Beard Shaq has gone there. Can he still run away?"

"Red Beard is a master after all. How can he care about this little money?"

When everyone was discussing and speculating about the situation outside, the door of the bar was suddenly pushed open again. The middle-aged man walked back, but the group of people who had just rushed out seemed to have stopped moving.

"Hunter, let me ask, is it okay to kill people in Lifiat?"

Hunter's eyes were slightly strange: "As long as the person being killed is okay, it's okay for others."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "Okay, thank you, Hunt, you are a good bartender... Oh, by the way, my name is Lu Tiansheng!"