Reborn as a Giant Scorpion: Evolution by Consumption

If you drink too much, you will say things you dare not say many times.

If you drink too much, you will remember things you didn't want to remember.

If you drink too much alcohol, people who are quite good at it will become divorced.

"Why don't we resist, why should we live in a lifeless world, hiccup..."

"The beautiful sound of the eighty decibels of industrial gears is gone forever, hiccups..."

"Damn undead, 497 brothers of my space group!"

Someone hammered the table angrily, and the atmosphere in the bar became more dull.

Fortunately, some people were sober at this time: "Stop talking, we signed a non-disclosure agreement."

"Quite Niang's confidentiality agreement..."

Several people quarreled.

In order not to be noticeable, Al Guanghui took a large glass of wine and went to the corner of the bar. Several people must have met before.

When the survivors of the first-level battle group quarreled, two people came in one after another.

One of them walked in the door and glanced, and saw Al Guanghui who was hiding in a dark corner, shocked.

This person is the eighth congressman. In fact, he mainly recognized the sword behind Al Guanghui, the heart of steel, the supremacy of the entire Zuan Star.

The third congressman calmly raised his glass, and then the eighth congressman went to the counter with an embarrassed look and ordered a glass of wine.

The eighth congressman threw down a steel peg and said that there is no need to look for it, and took a big cup. He and Al Guanghui look the same, and they are also dressed in black robes that cover the whole body, with a cold weapon behind their backs.

The third congressman drank himself in the corner, which obviously didn't mean to call him over. So the eighth congressman occupied another corner of the tavern.

"Shut up, you are drunk."

"I'm not drunk, you let me drink...hiccup, go to Te Niang's non-disclosure agreement."

The eighth congressman looked at the quarreling people with interest.

He already knew the news of the annihilation of the first-class armored regiment and the first-class airborne regiment, but he had not personally seen a few survivors, only the third congressman.

And he heard the words Bomi Agreement just outside the alley.

Just as the eighth congressman was drinking and listening to the group of people arguing, another voice came in at the door.

The owner of the tavern was puzzled and said, "Hey, why are there so many mercenaries who came to drink today? Didn't you do any tasks to make money?"

What mercenary is there? This is actually the twelfth congressman. He didn't know that he got the news there, so he changed his outfit and came to the tavern.

After the twelfth congressman came, the third and eighth congressmen, who occupied two corners of the small bar, bowed their heads and drank.

"big cup."

It is still a steel peg still on the counter.

The barkeeper looked dumbfounded.

"keep the change."

The twelfth congressman said arrogantly.

"Okay, okay, thank you, sir, for your wine."

The boss poured out a big cup.

"At the beginning we transferred...we were...hiccuped...Boss, where's my wine?"

The drunk looked dumbfounded at the empty glass.

The boss was also speechless, and I didn't drink your wine secretly. Looking at what Lao Tzu is doing, of course you let you drink up your wine.

"Five cents for a big cup, three cents for a small cup, I want to drink more money."

The boss knocked on the small board behind the counter unceremoniously.

Of course, the boss will not be polite to this group of poor ghosts who carefully count the money.

"Hiccup, no more, no money."

The drunk touched his pocket and it was empty.

They are actually rich. They have a lot of money, but they are reluctant to move money that is like a hush fee or a brother's pension.

The people of the two battle groups were almost dead, but now no one knows.

Those who were closest to the dead brothers also didn't know.

They discussed when they waited for the secret to be made public, and they would treat the money as a pension and give it to those close to the brothers. Those money, they will not touch it anyway.

"Drink this glass."

Just as he appeared arrogantly, a large glass of wine was passed to his eyes.

"Thanks."

He was not polite, thanked him and drank.

"Can you tell me your story?"

The twelfth congressman threw another steel pin.

"Give everyone here a glass of wine."

"Good, good."

The boss happily agreed. He made a lot of money today just by adding two glasses to everyone.

The man finished drinking in one breath, he had already drunk a lot of wine, after drinking this glass, it almost overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"No." The man wanted to say seriously, now it seems that he is still half drunk.

"Why?" the twelfth congressman asked.

"Hiccup, we signed a non-disclosure agreement."

Twelfth Congressman...

Did you hear the non-disclosure agreement of Qu Te Niang wrong? The twelfth congressman felt like he was being tricked.

With a creak, a ceremonial sword was pulled out from behind the twelfth congressman.

The long sword swept across the man's neck.

"Yeah~ the gift of the Rhine!"

"Huh, you know the goods." The twelfth congressman said proudly.

Although this ritual of the Rhine is not comparable to the heart of steel, it is also a sword used by a councilor. Although the congressmen’s weapons are cold weapons, cold weapons such as the Heart of Steel and the Rhine River are super-weapon-level.

Cutting iron like mud or something is just a trivial additional function.

"Bah, I think it's a counterfeit, brothers, this guy is impersonating the twelfth congressman, **** him!"

In an instant, the survivors of the two first-tier battle groups also drew out the weapons they carried, and the tavern was raging.

"idiot."

The two congressmen in the corner whispered in unison.

If you pull out the congressman's sword on this occasion, your brain will get rusty. Even if you are a real congressman, even if you can beat the opponent, the face of the Quds Council is lost by the twelfth congressman in an instant.

Tomorrow's daily newspaper headline reads "The black bar has discovered the Rhine Ritual, is it true or not? Is this a distortion of the councillors or a loss of morality in the holy city." This sentence will not be surprised by Al Guanghui.

Under the situation of being pointed at by eight weapons in an instant, the expression of the twelfth meeting was so fluctuating, even a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes.

"Rubbish!"

"Fuck him."

The magnificent Rhine Ceremony revolved around the twelfth congressman, cutting off a man's arm with a sword in the middle.

The arm fell on the side of the twelfth congressman and was stepped on by him. He slammed you fiercely. The broken arm was twisted in an instant, and then it broke into several knots.

Now there is no hope of connecting back.

This is an insult.

"I can give you money for wine." A man threw a steel pin.

"Story, don't want to know."

"Even if you have wine."

"Now that you have broken my brother's hand, even if you are the real Twelfth Congressman, we will never die with you."

"Very good." The twelfth Yiyuan dropped the etiquette of the Rhine.