Chapter 44 The best bartender at the Ice Point Bar

['Important time node changes']

【You got participation

1. ('No one keeps you warm on winter nights' Level 3 Desperate Great Wall Branch),

2. ('Eternal Day and White Night' Level 3 Border Singularity Event),

3. ('Winter Dragon and Lakeside Poet' fourth-level world time poem) qualification. 】

[The phased mission 'Clear Les Onton, the head of the Detroit area' has been completed]

[The game enters the final stage]

Su Wen turned off the prompt.

He heard the cheers of the gun-wielding thugs around him:

"Rhine!"

"Rhine!"

"Rhine!"

To these low-level gang members, the top leader of a giant cyber oligarch is someone they will never be able to touch, perhaps until the day they die on the streets of Detroit.

but now.

That disgusting figure had been crushed to the ground by the tires of the racing car like a puddle of mud.

It was a feeling these Detroit natives could never imagine.

But Su Wen was not thrilled by the cheers.

on the contrary.

He raised his hand.

Suppressed all the cheers.

Then he said calmly:

“Together, we now complete the liquidation of Les Onton.

This is the credit of everyone.

But in the future, I hope there are still people who can remember this night:

Burn yourself and work hard, because some outcomes are far more important than life. "

He didn't think all the thugs present would agree with what he said.

But as long as one person remembers.

So.

The glimmer of civilization will continue to be passed on.

[Obtain origin knowledge fragments: Night Watch—Civilization Watch]

Little did I know.

These words were also faithfully recorded by reporters in Detroit who were mixed in with the crowd.

then.

It caused a huge sensation around the world.

【Because of your will】

[City of Chaos—Detroit (future time node): Omnic Crisis-Supreme Agreement, Omnic Crisis—'Origin of Humanity' have all changed]

Two hours later.

All remaining Les Onton trauma team prosthetics in the building were cleared.

Frey also walked out after dealing with the gunships high up.

Su Wen handed Jie Aier to the white hound who was standing in the crowd with a sniper rifle on his back.

The middle-aged man with silver hair and scars on his face said hoarsely:

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. We'll meet again when the bar is chilled."

Su Wen said calmly.

The white hound also nodded silently.

in his understanding.

This friend of Gower, the strange night watchman, had not been prepared to demand a well-deserved reward.

Then it is very likely that he will be interrogated about his previous employment experience at Les Angton.

But Vern O'Neill isn't ready to leave.

He witnessed the collapse of neon towers in chaotic Detroit.

He also personally executed Andrew Brady.

The white hound has no regrets.

the other side.

Su Wen didn't care what Fern was thinking.

He fulfilled his promise.

During this period, I followed Caroline's prompts.

A large collection of all kinds of Les Angton's most sophisticated technological products.

Completely fill the upgraded storage box until there is no gap left before stopping.

same.

The tens of thousands of followers who poured into the building also gained a lot of 'valuable stuff'.

Even if those things are sold on the black market.

It is enough for these people to drink in the bar every day until they are drunk, and so on, for a month.

It can indeed be called a fruitful harvest.

After the final finishing stages are completed.

Su Wen said to them:

"I still have some work to do here. If you're done cleaning, please leave first.

The building beneath our feet is about to disappear completely in Detroit. "

Hear this.

Others have no idea of ​​wasting their lives here.

They all left quickly and contentedly with their large and small bags.

When everyone has evacuated.

Suvin stood on the roof of the Les Angton building, watching the waves wash up on the Atlantic coast with the glimmer of reflected neon lights.

He dialed the number he had reserved before:

"President York, do you agree with the 'business' mentioned earlier?"

"Fars doesn't do loss-making business, but if it's Les Angton's information, I think it's probably a sure-fire deal."

Compared with his previous critical tone, Old York had more of a businessman's level-headed attitude:

"Mr. Night Watchman, what you asked for has arrived at the predetermined location."

“A pleasure to work with.”

Su Wen looked at the black fighter jets coming through the clouds in the sky.

He turned around gracefully.

Returning to the racing car with its dark, streamlined appearance.

Subsequently.

The driver of the No. 25 race car took hold of the steering wheel.

Press the gas pedal.

Buzz~! !

The car sped off.

at the same time.

In front of all those who participated in the Les Anton revolution.

It's on the top floor of the Neon Building.

A dark blue stream of light streaked across the night sky.

then.

Countless bombs fell from the sky.

It hit that super high-rise building that might once have been called a landmark building.

moment.

A roaring explosion came from that point.

It brings a nightless dawn that is more dazzling than the neon lights of the chaotic city!

It is reported that.

Origin century five-autumn.

After tonight.

Detroit has an underground tradition:

Every year, all the feuding gangs hold a racing competition on the same date.

In memory of the legend who can never be surpassed.

They will hold the grandest carnival party after the racing competition.

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Inside the ice bar.

A cold, mature beauty wearing a tight leather jacket pushed open the door and entered.

She looked towards the bar and asked:

"Are you just going to leave Detroit like this?"

"It can't be considered leaving. After all, I don't belong here either."

A handsome bartender wipes his glass of wine.

Next.

He smiled and said:

"Miss Caroline, how would you like a glass of French Martini?"

"Whatever, I'm probably not as impressed with cocktails as you are with your 'racing skills'."

“Someone said: “Cocktails start with martinis and end with martinis.” "

I think you will change your mind after tasting this glass of wine. "

Su Wen put four ice cubes in the shaker.

Pour in raspberry vodka, Chambord, Cointreau, pomegranate juice, and pineapple juice.

The movements are graceful and sway evenly.

Finally, the prepared cocktail was filtered into a wine glass, garnished with berries and handed to the beautiful third-level transcendent lady.

Caroline-Lydia took the cocktail.

She took a shallow sip.

There was also a little more incredible look in his eyes.

then.

The hacker lady said lazily:

"I have hacked into the database of 'The Great Wall'.

At least, there is absolutely no night watchman in North America who has such excellent bartending skills and racing skills. "

"So, Miss Caroline, have you ever heard the details of the Act of Westminster?"

Mr. Bartender said with a smile.

Su Wen is preparing to fabricate the identity of a highly confidential night watchman.

Prepare for future game projections.

so.

These specious answers are what he prepared for.

At this moment.

The real owner of the Ice Point Bar had just taken care of his daughter and went to bed.

The silver-haired middle-aged man walked downstairs and said seriously to the legendary racing driver who was working as a bartender:

"I also served at Les Anton, but those things had nothing to do with Jial."

"I know, just relax."

Su Wen has the [Appraisal] skill and can see everything clearly.

Besides, I haven’t suffered from cyberpsychosis yet.

so.

He just smiled and pointed at the bar in front of him:

“Punch Royal, Blood and Sand, Caribbean Sunrise.

Three cocktails, choose one. "