Gerrard led the team, so Kelson also went to support the conflict with Yasui?
Fu Qian was still deeply impressed by the grumpy blue-haired demigod.
But it didn't sound any less grand than the Angel Dungeon event. Neither he nor Sibel was actually there. It's natural for people to think that this time should be after the opening of Siren and Yasui.
Even if they didn't go together, after Sybil's will was twisted by Yasui Tokiyuki's violence, it was a normal reaction for him to be transferred to suppress the scene.
As for the other team with the same clear hierarchy and strict rules and regulations, although they all have unfamiliar faces at first glance, it is not difficult to guess their identity - the Siren's main rival in the wasteland, the Ji family.
And their leader, Angui Demigod, was also absent.
After finally making this trip, it was a pity that the two life-and-death friends couldn't reminisce about the past.
"grateful!"
After sighing, Fu Qian accepted the invitation and sat down without being polite.
"You're welcome, what do you call me?"
Gerald's polite words were without sincerity, and he looked at Fu Qian with a half-smile.
Besides him, there were two other people at the same table, and they had exactly the same expression as him at the moment.
Obviously, everyone in this small shop would not believe that the person who walked in here at this moment would be entangled in the issue of drink money.
Faced with such a suspicious character, as one of the most powerful organizations here, this time of greeting made it clear that they wanted to find out the details.
This impolite question can even be rephrased in a more straightforward way - Who is he? What are you here for? Tell me honestly!
"Lu Ming!"
Taking a glass of wine pushed over by the person next to him, Fu Qian answered very simply under a close gaze.
Lu Ming...
Gerald frowned slightly and squinted his eyes to look at Fu Qian's face.
Obviously, it was difficult for him to connect the name with the shape in front of him in any meaningful way.
Including everyone else who is listening with their ears straightened at this moment.
Mr. Lu of the Rebirth Club may have gained a lot of fame recently, but there are so many extraordinary beings that it makes no sense to imagine that an interrogation subject is a demigod. Most people's brain circuits will not operate in this way.
Just like most demigods don't worry about whether accommodation is free.
"So Mr. Lu came here so late, why?"
It was obvious that he was doubtful about the name given to him, but Gerald didn't seem to mind at all and continued to ask with a smile on his face.
"protect the world's peace."
It didn't take a second, and the answer before paying was as quick as Pacman.
…
Within the field of vision, the person next to Gerald was already looking at him with a questioning look. The meaning in his expression was very clear - for such an uncooperative character, how about he be punished directly?
"Aim high!"
Gerrard, however, signaled to be calm and his eyes fell on Fu Qian's right arm while commenting.
From the moment he entered the door, he kept his right hand in his pocket before paying. Even if he passed the wine glass just now, he would always use his other hand to receive it.
"What's wrong with Mr. Lu's hand?"
Faced with such suspicious behavior, Gerrard quickly expressed concern.
"Somewhat inconvenient."
Before paying, he still answered very naturally.
"But it doesn't matter. I'm used to using my left hand."
hehe……
Gerald's deep laughter sounded.
"Mr. Lu is indeed very lucky today. Not only is he invited to drink, but there are also people here who are good at treating various injuries."
…
The bright moon is in the sky, and the cold wind blows through.
In the legendary shop, the atmosphere suddenly became heated due to the uninvited guest who called himself Lu Ming.
The pressure that had been rising due to the long wait seemed to find an outlet at once, and almost all the drinkers became more energetic.
A latecomer with original sin comes face to face with the strongest force. There is nothing more exciting than this.
At this moment, Gerald's implication is that you must take out your hand and take a look.
"You may have some misunderstandings about what I just expressed."
Unfortunately, among the many expectant eyes, the uninvited guest Lu Ming still did not take out his hand, but smiled coldly.
"The inconvenience I am talking about with my right hand does not mean there is any damage. On the contrary, as a top boxer, my right hand is faster than my left hand."
As he spoke, he looked at the world's heroes as if they were nothing.
"It is precisely because of this that every time it comes out, it will see blood..."
What the hell is this? What the hell is Boxer? Is there a madman who broke in in the middle of the night?
Complaints are complaints, as the leader of this operation, Gerrard is certainly not so naive.
How could a madman break into the hinterland of this wasteland intact? What's more, although he couldn't determine the specific rank, the strength of the guy in front of him was definitely not weak, otherwise he wouldn't be so eager to test it.
At the same time, he subconsciously glanced at the other end of the room, only to see that the people at Ji's tables had even forgotten to drink, and looked like they were just watching the fun.
For a moment, Gerald was not only not annoyed, but also felt a little relieved.
"It doesn't matter, I just want to see it, otherwise it would be too dull to drink like this."
When he said this, the brother next to him gave a knowing smile and even had an iron-black glove on his hand.
Although he would not allow himself to lose his temper under the instigation of a madman, Gerrard would not give the other party more opportunities to be arrogant.
"You actually really want to see it?"
Facts have proved that no matter how eccentric and crazy one looks on the surface, it is impossible to reach this point without careful consideration.
Faced with such clear body language, Lu Ming, the crazy man with sleeves, finally looked serious.
"That's fine!"
The next moment, he still didn't want to lose his momentum and let out a long sigh, and slowly took out his hand.
Guess you know the truth!
Although the other party spoke harshly, he finally committed the crime. While Gerald was sneering in his heart, he was also watching the other party's movements closely and never allowed himself to be careless.
The drinkers who were also satiated had almost the same actions. Even the blonde boss lady looked in high spirits, not worried about ruining her career at all.
Under such everyone's attention, Fu Qian finally put his clenched fist hand on the table.
The audience could not hide their disappointment for a moment, because at a glance, compared with the left hand, there was no significant difference at all, which could support the overbearing claim that if you stretch out your hand, you will see blood.
Could it be that there is something else in the palm of my hand?
Those with quick minds have already begun to guess.
Regarding such an idea, Fu Qian still behaved quite ethically, and slowly opened his clenched fists without waiting for prompting.
"problem occurs!"
However, at this moment, the back door of the shop was pushed open violently, and two figures ran in and shouted.
"look……"
He clenched his fists again in an instant and blinked at the stunned Gerald.