The lower back.
Just by looking at the belt around his waist, you can tell that the weapon the opponent is about to pull out should be a gun!
At this critical moment, Lu Bing raised his eyebrows, his attitude immediately softened, and he explained with a smile.
"Brother, you misunderstood. It's not that I don't pay taxes. What I mean is... there is no Coke! Can you change it to something else?"
As he spoke, Lu Bing pulled off the backpack on his back, unzipped it, and presented it in front of the lizard man.
Seeing Lu Bing's approach, the expression on the lizard man's face softened slightly and he stretched his neck to look over.
"That's pretty much it. Let me take a look..."
However, before he could see what good things were in the backpack, Lu Bing's eyes instantly turned cold. He loosened his grip on the backpack and slammed the lizard man's throat!
"Well……"
The lizard man, whose attention was focused on his backpack, was completely unprepared. After being hit by this punch, he suddenly felt as if a large piece of cement had been stuffed in his throat. His smooth breathing immediately stagnated, and his whole body shook involuntarily.
But Lu Bing had no intention of simply stopping. He dwarfed and aimed another fierce uppercut at the ugly chin, knocking the opponent down completely!
"You!???????????????Brother Lu, what are you doing!"
Seeing his colleague being hammered to the ground, the pig-headed man on the side finally woke up and quickly reached out to touch his lower back while shouting in panic.
"Oh, my craftsmanship is a bit rusty, which makes Brother Zhu laugh..."
With a cruel smile on his face, Lu Bing completely ignored the pig-headed man's action of pulling out a gun, stepped forward, and pressed his knee against the lizard man's chest.
He was clearly unarmed, but his body exuded a murderous intent, causing the surrounding air to drop several degrees.
"Ahem...what are you going to do..."
His chest was pressed, and the originally arrogant lizard man suddenly panicked and looked at the pig-headed man for help.
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"I haven't done anything. Isn't this just paying taxes to the lizard brother? Do you think... do you want the scales or the teeth of the armored lizard?"
The armored lizard mentioned by Lu Bing is a mutated creature in the Red Moon World, numbered 111. Its scales can be used to make armor, and its teeth can be ground into powder and used as ingredients for potions.
Originally, there was nothing wrong with this sentence, but the key point was that when Lu Bing said these words, his fingertips kept shaking on the lizard man, pointing at his neck for a while, and then for his mouth.
Obviously, this tax has not yet been collected from the prey.
"Are you crazy? If you attack the guards, you will be blacklisted by Fengxian Sanctuary!" The lizard man struggled out, trying to regain some face.
"Oh, I know."
However, Lu Bing just responded casually, with a touch of ridicule in his eyes.
"But I've already done it. I have no choice but to break the jar..."
"Lu Bing, stop it, or I'll shoot!"
The pig-headed man had already taken out his pistol and spoke with an ugly expression.
It wasn't that he cared about his friendship with Lu Bing, but because the aura emanating from that man made him frightened.
"Brother Zhu, put the gun down, it will be bad if it goes off."
Lu Bing turned his head, and the pupils in his narrow eye sockets had changed their appearance at some point.
The black blood vessels on his face were thick and bulging, as if covered with an evil mask.
The moment their eyes met, the pig-headed guard's expression froze, and he actually slowly put down the weapon in his hand.
"Don't dare to kill me! If you really kill me, Fengxian Shelter will not let you go!"
When the lizard man saw that his colleague failed to perform, the fear in his eyes grew even stronger.
The effect of struggling was minimal. He could only use the shelter behind him to suppress Lu Bing while feeling infinite regret in his heart.
"Haha, Fengxian Shelter..."
Lu Bing seemed to have heard a cold joke that was not very funny, and raised the corners of his mouth in a non-smiling manner.
"Have you forgotten my identity? I, Lu Bing, do you need to pity me?"
The five fingers suddenly exerted force, and the sound of broken bones was heard, completely announcing the end of the lizard man's life.
Taking a deep breath, all the meridians on his face receded. Lu Bing wiped his hands with the lizard man's clothes and grabbed the backpack thrown on the ground.
Without looking at the stunned pig-headed man, he opened the door and walked in to the loud music.
Midnight Phantom Club is the only nightclub in an official shelter under the red moon, and it is also the safest gold-selling cave in the apocalypse.
Colorful lights danced wildly in the smoke-filled air, showing chaos and madness all the time.
Waves of music that can make adrenaline surge, driving the deformed crowd to dance carnivally again and again.
Compared with the cold and dangerous world outside, this space seems beautiful and absurd.
It's like a dying person is seizing the last moment to dance crazily on his grave.
Lu Bing looked at the chaotic world in front of him with disgust in his eyes.
Ignoring the grimacing survivors, he tightened the bag on his back and walked towards the bar in the center of the hall.
"Hey, you're a rare guest, what do you want? Brother Lu Bing."
The bald middle-aged man wiped the wine glass in his hand and greeted Lu Bing with a gold tooth grin.
"A cup of Manwu's poison." Lu Bing put his backpack on the bar and sat down on the swivel chair at the bar. "I want to get some news by the way."
"Haha, the prices of these two things are not cheap. Prices have increased recently, making life difficult..."
The middle-aged man with gold teeth did not move and continued to wipe the glass in his hand unhurriedly.
"Are these enough?"
He slapped his right hand on the bar, leaving a crumpled pack of cigarettes.
Although there were only two sticks in stock, the bartender's eyes lit up.
"It's enough for a cup of Manwu's Poison, but I don't know if the information you want to inquire about is expensive..."
With a greedy look on his face, the bartender moved his hand quietly towards the cigarette case.
"It's definitely not expensive, just asking someone."
Before the bartender could, Lu Bing slapped his hand on the cigarette case with a sunny smile on his face.
"Excuse me, please give me the poison of Manwu first. I've been traveling for several hours, and my throat is almost filled with smoke."
"Waiting..."
Reluctantly glancing at the cigarette in Lu Bing's hand, the bartender shook his head and started working behind the bar.
After a while, a cup of dark red liquid was pushed in front of the man.
"Here, Manwu's Poison, according to your preference, add half a cup of black-scaled snake blood."
Lu Bing took the cup and was about to drink it all in one gulp, but he caught the bartender's expectant look from the corner of his eye. He loosened his hand and flicked the cigarette case away.
"Inquire about someone else."
"That's all you ask, but let's make an agreement first. If you don't give back more, you have to make up for less!"
He hurriedly pulled out a crumpled cigarette from the cigarette case and put it into his mouth. The bartender began to fumble up and down, apparently looking for a lighter to light the cigarette.
But when Lu Bing drank all the Manwu Poison in the cup, he couldn't even find half a lighter.
He had no choice but to smile at Lu Bing who closed his eyes to feel the situation.
"Hey, brother Lu, could you please lend me a fire..."
"no problem……"
With his eyebrows raised high again, Lu Bing took out his windproof lighter and opened the lid.
Upon seeing this, the bartender immediately put his mouth up, trying to take a deep breath.
However, the man still did not light the lighter.
"Ask questions first, then smoke."
"Hey, you ask!" the bartender, who was almost hooked, urged urgently, holding the cigarette between his fingertips impatiently.
"Jiang Feng, do you know?"
Hearing the name from Lu Bing's mouth, the bartender was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly nodded: "I know you, the first member of the Holy Sect. You're talking about him, right?"
"Yes, where is he now?" An imperceptible joy flashed across his eyes, and Lu Bing continued to ask.
"Hey, the last time he was seen was in the north. Some news said that he went to the Kyoto Underground City, and some said that he climbed over Yalu Mountain and went further. went."
After saying this, the bartender shrewdly took out the remaining cigarette from the cigarette case and said, "This is all you have. If you ask again, you will have to pay more!"
However, just when Lu Bing was about to say something, he suddenly felt a few more figures behind him.
A big hand covered with brown hair rested on his shoulder, accompanied by a low voice of inquiry.
"Are you Lu Bing?"
The bar chair slowly turned, and an unshaven, scarred face appeared in Lu Bing's sight.
Before he could answer, the second question was sprayed on his face, mixed with saliva and bad breath.
"His grandma, did you kill the lizard?!"
"Wait a minute, wait a minute..."
With a nice smile on his face, Lu Bing reached out and took out his ears, "I just didn't hear what you said in the first sentence. Could you please repeat it again?"
The strong man who came to see the scene obviously did not expect that the plot would develop like this. He was stunned and subconsciously repeated the original question.
"What I asked at the beginning was...are you Lu Bing?"
"oh--"
The man drawled a long voice, and the smile on his face became brighter, like the warm spring sun before the end of the world.
The next second, the hard foreign wine bottle and his words hit the strong man's head!
"I am - your father!"
The shattering of glass was like the sound of a starting gun, and a large number of screams and screams were added to the environment filled with explosive music.
There were even one or two gunshots mixed in!
After a while, these sounds gradually subsided, and finally only the powerful music remained.
"Oh oh oh... Oppa just killed him..."
Lu Bing, whose hands were stained with blood, sat down at the bar again, twitching his fingers at the trembling bartender inside. Lu Bing asked in a deep voice: "Your news should be reliable, right?" '
"Reliable! Of course reliable! I, Zhao Zhongxian, guarantee it with my mouth full of gold teeth! I will never dare to lie to you..."
As he spoke, the bartender put on a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Very good, say hello to Li Zhihao for me..."
Picking up two cigarettes scattered on the bar, Lu Bing stood up and walked slowly out the door...
