Douluo’s Immortal Swordsman

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The rest of the people also looked at Su Qin with wicked smiles, and there was still some anticipation in their eyes, waiting to see Su Qin's joke.

Su Qin had long expected such a thing. Before, these people were willing to provoke him to drink that glass of Bloody Mary. How could they be stingy and disgusting him now?

"Uncle, I already knew this. But, to be honest, this cup is not very tasty. Do you have something fresh?" Su Qin asked with a kind smile on his face.

The bald middle-aged man who spoke before was stunned for a moment, looking at Su Qin's provocative expression with a surprised look on his face, he never expected this kid to answer like this, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

The others were also stunned for a moment, and then looked at the two with playful eyes, and even some people were still making a fool of themselves.

Although I haven't seen Su Qin's jokes before, it would be a good thing to see these two fight.

The bald middle-aged man felt the mocking eyes that fell on him, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose geometrically, but he glanced at the bartender at the bar vaguely, as if he had remembered something, and the anger in his heart suddenly suppressed a lot. .

He didn't let others see his joke either, he waved his hand and said, "If you want a fresh Bloody Mary, just ask the bartender for it."

Su Qin saw that the bald middle-aged man did not intend to continue to find fault, and did not pay attention to him, and said calmly, "Okay, I see."

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Seeing this scene, the rest of the people showed disappointment on their faces, and let out a burst of boos. Then they ignored Su Qin and continued to chat with other people who were sitting nearby.

At this moment, the waiter came up with two plates of small stir-fried vegetables that looked much more normal. Looking at the tavern where there was no battle, a look of disappointment flashed on his face, but he quickly subsided.

Putting two plates of stir-fried vegetables on Su Qin's table, he said, "This is stir-fried small intestine, and this is stir-fried pork. Please enjoy it slowly."

After saying that, a wicked smile suddenly appeared on the waiter's face and turned to leave.

Although the two small stir-fried dishes in front of him looked normal, the cup of Bloody Mary and the fried rice in front of him, as well as the waiter's smile before leaving, let Su Qin know that these two dishes would never be easy.

If the previous Bloody Mary Su Qin could barely swallow, the three dishes on the table, Su Qin could not swallow anyway. Just guessing their possible raw materials, Su Qin lost his appetite.

Before drinking Bloody Mary, it can also be said that he had drank his own blood before, and he had a certain psychological preparation. But let's forget the rest, even if they are made of ordinary ingredients, Su Qin has lost his appetite at this time.

Su Qin wouldn't know that the waiter's previous smile was purely for scaring people. These dishes were made with normal ingredients, but the names were a little scary.

Su Qin noticed that as the sky became darker outside, more and more people gathered in the tavern.

Counting since Su Qin came in, but only half an hour has passed, and the number of people in the tavern has reached 80%.

Su Qin guessed that something might happen in the future, so he immediately lost his mind to eat. Greeting the waiter who served the food before, and asked, "How much are these things?"

The waiter looked at the untouched food on Su Qin's table, smiled, and said, "A total of 350 gold soul coins. A cup of Mary is 50 gold soul coins, and the rest are 100 gold soul coins."

This price is a bit outrageous.

Su Qin frowned slightly, and glanced at the waiter. Judging from the expression on his face, it didn't seem like a fake. He also looked at the gloating expressions of other people who looked here. They obviously knew the price of these things for a long time.

It seems that the price of things here is surprisingly expensive!

No wonder someone would say something like that.

Su Qin just frowned slightly, and then took it to the inner pocket of his jacket, pretending to be paying out money, but in fact he took out 350 gold soul coins from the heart of the ocean, after all, he didn't have that much money in his pocket.

Su Qin handed the money to the waiter and asked at the same time, "Is there something wrong? Why are so many people here?"

The waiter looked at the golden soul coins handed over with a surprised look on his face. He was surprised that Su Qin actually took out the money, but he didn't ask any further questions. After a careful count, he nodded and said, "The 'qualification' will be held later. To get the competition, as for the specific content, there will be someone who will explain it later.”

The waiter obviously didn't plan to say more, just said a simple sentence and went back to the bar.

And some powerful people in the crowd just vaguely sensed the fluctuation of soul power used by the soul tool, and glanced at Su Qin vaguely, but did not show it, they continued to eat and drink.

The 'qualification' mentioned by the waiter should be the qualification to enter the Slaughter City. As for the so-called acquisition competition, it is also well understood that it is a competition to obtain the qualification to enter the Slaughter City.

Thinking so, Su Qin nodded thoughtfully.

These people who are still in the tavern now basically got news and came to participate in the so-called 'qualification' competition.

Su Qin vaguely remembered that there was an entrance to the Killing Capital under the bar.

Originally, he also thought about killing everyone in the tavern, and then went in from there.

However, after entering the tavern, Su Qin clearly felt several powerful soul power fluctuations, at least all of them.

There might even be a Soul King-level expert, or even a powerhouse with a Soul Emperor or above.

As a result, Su Qin gave up the idea of ​​​​going in directly, and decided to take the normal path, obtain qualifications, and then enter the killing capital.

After all, although he is not weak, he is still just a Soul Venerable, unable to deal with so many masters.

As time went on, the number of people in the tavern also increased.

When the time arrived at seven o'clock in the evening, the tavern, which was about the size of a basketball court, was finally full.

There are probably more than one hundred, twenty or thirty people who came here. These people more or less exude a somewhat gloomy aura, coupled with the cruelty revealed in their eyebrows.

Others can clearly know that these people have killed people, and there are definitely many people killed.

The bartender who had been bartending at the bar, saw that the pub was full, coughed lightly, and the pub that was still a bit noisy suddenly quieted down, and everyone's eyes fell on the bartender.

Without the bartender's instructions, the person standing at the gate closed the gate very intuitively. /div