Thriller Paradise

The main universe, the Pot star. ∷,

The planet is less than one-sixth the size of the Earth, with a resident population of about 280 million and a floating population that has remained at around 100 million.

This place is known as the “smelly harbor”. Here, the existence of cosmic pirates, interstellar criminals, unscrupulous businessmen, mutated monsters and the like can be seen everywhere.

They are like a group of flies attracted by stinks, gathered here to prepare for their next sale.

There is no doubt that this is a place under the jurisdiction of the "underground order". Although there is no such government, no law or law enforcement agencies, there are "rules" here.

Everyone is a supervisor and everyone is a law enforcer.

Even the most notorious criminals in the universe do not dare to make it here. Don't say that it is killing people and goods... On the Pot star, you dare to eat the king's meal, the boss and the onlookers dare to make a table for you to pay.

In a sense, this is ironic.

On those planets with laws, many people, especially those who have a large amount of social resources, can often rely on various means to go unpunished. They hurt, plunder, plagiarize, deceive, oppress, reverse black and white, and arrogant... In the end, they will only be punished with some painless punishment, or even escape.

However, on this planet without law, everyone has to pay for their actions... Of course, the price is not reasonable.

After all, this world is a place that is unreasonable; it is also unreasonable... More people will choose to stay in a legally binding place and share with those who are in the same social class. Fair.

However, on the Pot Star... there is no such person.

............

砰吱

The sound of the rotation of the movable door shaft came to attract the attention of everyone.

Under the gaze of dozens of strange eyes, a person in the earth wearing a purple long suit came in.

Here, it is a bar that follows the traditional American West style.

There are no annoying music, no flashing lights, no big emptiness, no disease, no vulgarity, but a self-sufficient stupidity shook his head in the dance floor.

There are some here. It’s just a bar, a few tables, as for music... A black man sitting in the corner playing the piano should be standard; as long as you give him a glass of wine, he will come to the next section and you’re anywhere else. A first-rate jazz solo that you can't hear; but it's best not to ask him to chat, let alone ask his past, or else he will make you his "past."

Hey, hey, hehe...

After entering the bar, the slightly noisy environment suddenly calmed down, which made the sound of his boots on the wooden floor become very obvious.

At the moment, the bartender, the waitress, the black man playing the piano, and all the guests... all stopped at hand. Staring at the sorrowful voice. The unspeakable, oppressive atmosphere is enough to make people turn and escape.

However, I did not feel any uncomfortable feelings.

He walked to the bar in front of the bar and jumped onto a high chair (considering that most of the guests are about 1.5 times larger than the human body, the height of the high chair here is also relatively tall), and an elbow is supported at the bar. On, look at the bartender: "Fat 砸 ~ give the Lord a bowl of noodles."

The bartender was indeed a fat man with a head like a beggar and a round body. The skin is light green and there are ticks between the fingers.

Therefore, he is not very concerned about the "fat" that he does not know.

"I don't have noodles here." Two seconds later, the bartender looked at him. I don’t humble back.

"Then I want the fish **** to be rough." Feng Jie did not pick up.

"I don't have any fish noodles here." The bartender said again.

"Then I want to lick the silk."

“This is a bar, there is no face at all.” The bartender replied.

"That's the fish ball." Hearing brother took the opportunity.

"There is no fish ball..." The mouth of the bartender began to twitch.

"Is there any fried sauce?" asked the seal.

"No." The bartender returned this sentence and immediately said, "I will mention it by the way. There is no silk!"

"Okay." Feng shrugged helplessly.

Just when the bartender feels relieved...

"I want curry rice." I didn't feel that I had another thing that was not marginal.

"I only drink here..." The blue veins on the bartender's head have burst out. "Don't order something else."

"Oh~ you said it earlier." Jue smiled. "Come the tofu brain. I want salty."

Just as the bartender is unbearable and ready to worry...

"Hey! Kid." A guest who had occupied a table alone stood up and sighed at the seal.

Hearing his voice, he saw a large, rhythmic "rhinocero" man who was struggling to come to himself.

"What, Rothsteady is the name of the funny rhinoceros in the 87 version of "Ninja Turtles")?" Feng did not feel at the other side, slyly snarled.

The rhinoceros didn't understand the slot in the words. He didn't care. He just said, "If I didn't admit it... you, that's the mad?"

"Yes, it's me." Feng did not feel replied, "What are you doing?"

"Hey..." The rhinoceros took a breath out of his nose and rushed to the front of the buddy. With a condescending look, he stared at the latter for five or six seconds, then... suddenly grinned." Uh...oh... I am your fan, can you give a signature?"

I didn’t know how to laugh: "Oh... okay, it’s okay to shake hands."

“Really?” The rhinoceros squinted and asked with excitement.

"Required." Feng did not return very simply.

"Ah!" At this moment, the nearest table from the bar stood up together, and a snake-faced brother who took the lead spit his tongue and said, "That... I... We are also fans of Mr. Mad, I don't know if I can hold your hand and hold it together..."

"Can ~ can ~" I still can't wait until they finish talking, they will readily agree.

"Mr. Mad! We are also..."

“Can you hug you?”

"Please write a sentence for my daughter who just had a full moon. Generally speaking, it will be fine!"

For a time, the people in the whole bar have come over, and they will be surrounded by the bar. The scene will be the same as the meeting with the fans... Obviously, in the neutral and chaotic camp of the main universe, it is crazy. This character has a very high profile and is extremely popular.

However, it seems that not everyone is his fan.

At this moment, there is still a person in the house. Not only did he not approach the sensational brother, but he also let go of the money and quietly left the bar.

And his every move... naturally did not escape the eyes of the unconscious.

............

Fifteen minutes later, in a dark alley dozens of kilometers away.

A figure in a hooded jacket hiding his face under the hood is walking fast in the shadow...

This figure is not a person, it is the one who left the bar.

In this short fifteen minutes, he moved so far on foot, which shows that he is not an ordinary creature.

哐哐哐

Just as the figure was about to step out of the dark alley, a few heavy steel pedals sounded from the front, and with the footsteps, a humanoid armor about three meters high appeared in the lane. The mouth blocked the way of the figure.

When the figure was seen, he immediately turned and tried to run backwards.

However, when he turned back, he found out... I don’t know when, there was already a tall man with a camera standing there.

"Oh..." The next second, there was a strange laugh in the megaphone on the chest of the mech. "Unfortunately, you have been surrounded."

The figure listened to this, and looked at the mech, and then looked at the "big brother" in front... and then made a decision.

"Call...ha..." He suddenly bent down and squatted on the floor, taking a few deep breaths.

The process lasted for about five seconds, and then the figure gave a violent drink: "Drink!"

He didn’t drink enough, and his soles had suddenly slammed into the ground and stepped out of the ground. At the same time, he himself shot like a cannonball from an anti-aircraft gun and flew into the air along a very high parabola.

He thought that this move would allow him to get rid of the hunt.

But he is wrong...

"hi~" is more than a hundred meters high, the man named Fengbian has already waited here. "You jumped quite high~"

When Jue Ge said these two sentences, the figure flew right, the former stretched out one hand without hesitation... It was easy to hold the arm of the figure and stop it.

"You...what do you want?" At this moment, the face under the cap finally showed up.

His facial features are similar to humans but have no hair; his skin is composed of four colors: white, purple, lavender and flesh-colored, with exposed muscle texture on the surface and some shell-like material.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to talk to you..." Feng Shuo overslept, looking straight into the other's eyes, and telling the other's name in a lazy tone, "...the **** of eternal life."

This "God of Eternal Life" is the mysterious creature that was imprisoned on the top of the Bunny Star, the Hairy Fortress, and the Tower of the Skull.

His name is Dorma.

"I have nothing to say to you." Dorma replied while trying to escape without hesitation, but after he earned a few, he found that the other's strength was far above him.

"Don't bother." Feng Shou continued to calmly say, "Your strength is extremely weak and unstable. Even if I let go of my hand, you can't escape my clutch..." He used to describe it. My own vocabulary is really not used, but it is very appropriate. "You may wish to listen to what I want to say, and will not delay you for too long..." He said, he let go of the other's arm." After all... I am also in a hurry." (To be continued.)