Chapter 129 Then I'll play with you

Grass!

Song You's eyes widened. He tried to hold Shen Bei by force, but he couldn't reach him anymore.

He could have stood up and knocked Shen Bei down, and asked the bartender to throw Shen Bei out of the bar.

But he didn't dare move.

Afraid that Momosan would deepen the misunderstanding.

After all, I really don't know Shen Bei very well.

Moreover, it may not matter who Momo Sang is, and Shen Bei doesn't need to know too much.

But Babatu’s evil reputation...

But for Song You, who has been through many shelters, it was absolutely thunderous.

If we say that the world's top combat power is that the Spider Queen is in the first echelon.

Then, there is a seat for Baba Tu in the second echelon below!

Can't afford it!

I'm afraid even You Wuchang has to think about it, let alone an ordinary person like Shen Bei.

But it's useless to say anything now.

Song You thought that a little alcohol would make Shen Bei so intoxicated and lawless.

"The wine quality is extremely bad!" Song You commented on Shen Bei.

Song You looked annoyed.

Suddenly I remembered that Shen Bei mentioned someone, and that was Luo Ke.

He stood up instantly, ran out of the bar door in a few steps, and rushed towards the upper level of the shelter.

At this moment.

Shen Bei roughly pushed away the drunken customers and women running around in the bar.

He walked towards Momo Sang's wine table. There were five of them, wearing black military uniforms, pointing at Shen Bei and talking and laughing from time to time.

"I said..."

Shen Bei spoke vaguely, his mouth full of alcohol: "How about buying me a drink?"

Momosan smiled coldly: "Unless you clean your butt."

As soon as he said this, his accomplice burst into laughter.

With a smile on her lips, Momosang threw a crystal source core into the hands of the little girl selling hash browns: "Otherwise, I won't give it to you even if I give it to the prostitute."

The little girl blinked and looked at Mo Mo Sang with a playful look, then turned to look at Shen Bei, her eyes flashing.

Shen Bei was condescending, his eyes half-closed, and he kicked the wine table over violently. The wine and glass spilled all over the floor, and the corner of the table hit Momo Sang's belly.

"I wanted you to buy me a drink as an apology, but you didn't know what to do."

The overturned table broke into several pieces, and the wine glasses and bottles fell to the ground with a clatter, smashing into pieces. The glass shards burst out like sparks.

There is a price to pay for provocation!

Shen Bei's explosion was like a flame igniting a fuse. Almost at the moment when the high-top table hit Mo Mo Sang's stomach, the person closest to Shen Bei suddenly raised his right foot and struck a fierce and accurate low whip. The leg kicked towards Shen Bei's right foot that had not yet been lowered.

Unexpectedly, Shen Bei raised his knees, put his calves together and pushed them forward, pushing his heels forward, forcing the person who had stepped forward to stumble, and also tripped over the stool behind him, making him look a little embarrassed.

All this happened so fast that Momo Sang was in pain and could not react. But in the end, like lightning, the man took out a large-caliber pistol from his waist and pointed it at Shen Bei's chin.

"Are you looking for death?"

The black muzzle of the gun pierced Shen Bei's chin, and the man roared at Shen Bei viciously. As long as he pulled the trigger, the bullet would first shoot through Shen Bei's throat, then overturn his Tianling Cap and rise more than one meter high. of plasma.

Shen Bei glanced at the man, put his tongue on his upper lip, and spit on the man's nose.

The man looked stunned for a moment, but his anger drove his finger to pull the trigger directly.

Then I found that I couldn't pull the trigger.

The man lowered his head suddenly, only to find that Shen Bei's left hand was holding a spoon, which was inserted into the trigger guard ring. It was so jammed that he died.

Shen Bei twisted his left hand and stirred the man's index finger with the steel spoon. The man screamed in pain and retracted his hand. Shen Bei grabbed the pistol and smashed it against the wall on the left. Just in time, the pistol went off, and the flames exploded. Ming, the bullet shattered an empty wine glass.

The man took two steps back to steady himself, raised his head and widened his eyes, looking a little shocked.

In a simple meeting, the five of them could not suppress the arrogance of Shen Bei alone.

At this time, the whole bar roared with whistles.

"Fuck him."

"Five against one, you still suffer a loss?"

"One piece!"

From the point of view of the people in the bar, Mo Mo Sang and Shen Bei, everyone on both sides is looking for fun. Of course, these people will take the opportunity to make noises and laugh at their jokes.

Momo Sang's face was ugly. As a person with level 4 strength and level 3 defense, he was usually beaten with an iron rod and kept silent, but he was hit by the corner of the table and his vision went dark. The laughter and whistles around him made him even more embarrassed and angry.

He licked his lips, coldly opened the table in front of him, and pulled out two tungsten steel daggers with cold light from behind his waist. He held one behind his back and pointed it at Shen Bei, and raised the other and threw it away. past.

Shen Bei reached out to catch the thrown dagger and stared at Momo Sang.

He said hoarsely to Shen Bei: "For the sake of you being an ordinary person, don't say that I bully you. I don't use my powers. Two knives, one of them will be thrown out."

In fact, Momosan didn't need to say it, he didn't dare to use his powers.

This is a shelter!

Since this was a cooperative mission, it was polite to ask them to carry a pistol with them.

Otherwise, the pistol must be handed over.

Moreover, it is forbidden to use supernatural powers to hurt people in the shelter.

The last time Shen Bei broke the rules, it was Luo Ke who set things right.

These are all rules. If anyone breaks the rules, You Wuchang will have to have a good chat with you. If not, the leader of the other party will have to come to pick him up in person.

This is why Shen Bei dared to fight back against Momosan, the superpower, so blatantly.

At this time, Shen Bei smiled, raised the tip of the knife in his hand, and hooked his finger at Momosan, that's what you asked for!

As for the dagger, I'll play with you because you are so sharp.

In an instant, the smell of gunpowder was strong on the field.

Shen Bei tightly grasped the handle of the knife and walked forward step by step.

There was a series of crisp sounds of bones from Momosan's body, and then he rushed over, and the tungsten steel dagger slashed towards Shen Bei's ribs.

Shen Bei retreated, stabbed forward with his right hand, and Momosan also leaned back, the raised blade bit Shen Bei's wrist, slid past the back of his hand, Shen Bei raised his fingers, changed from a normal grip to a reverse grip, the tip of the knife chiseled towards the back of Momosan's hand, but hit the back of the knife, making a crisp buzzing sound.

The waists of both people maintained a certain arc, and the two daggers scraped the air in mid-air, making a dull sonic boom.

However, the two tungsten steel daggers barely had direct contact. They licked each other's soft flesh and blood, and then withdrew like a dragonfly skimming the water. They confronted each other briefly, with their momentum interlaced, and then quickly rushed into a group.

There was no beauty at all, but it made people feel cold all over.

After about three or four rounds, Shen Bei had already figured it out.

Daggers were his strong point, but he was also very strict. From Momosang's reaction, it was clear that he was an old hand at playing with short knives.

The daggers bit and entangled fiercely, and then suddenly separated, leaving several deep or shallow wounds. The closer the fight, the more tragic it was.

Shen Bei thought of this and attacked again. The dagger slashed fiercely from right to left, and the blade passed through Momosang's throat, bringing out a few drops of blood, but sold half of his body to Momosang!

Momosang's arms and face were covered with bloodstains, but his eyes suddenly lit up! Gritting his teeth, he raised his right hand, and the sharp tip of the knife tore through the fishy air and chiseled down at Shen Bei's neck!

Shen Bei didn't even raise his head, but jumped back suddenly, switched the dagger from his right hand to his left hand, and held the back of the knife in reverse, letting the slightly curved blade stick to his arm.

Shen Bei stretched out his left arm to protect his head and face, and his eyes, which contained a storm under his calmness, made Momo Sang shudder!

At that moment, Momo Sang's heart was filled with alertness like a tide!

But the arrow was on the string, and it had to be shot.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Momo Sang swung the blade, sweat came out in strings, and several knives hit Shen Bei's left arm that was blocking, and the friction was accompanied by violent sparks.

The two people's footsteps were chaotic and intertwined. Suddenly, everyone heard a dull sound of a sharp blade cutting into flesh and blood. Three bloody fingers fell to the ground with a click. Shen Bei turned the blade in his hand and stabbed it straight into Momosan's collarbone, and twisted it with force!

Plop~

Momosan fainted and fell to the ground.

The dagger in Shen Bei's hand made a knife flower, and there was no longer any drunkenness in his eyes.

He reversed his grip again and stabbed directly into Momosan's heart!

Killing is not allowed in the shelter.

But if both parties are fighting to death, then it doesn't matter.

Let's start the meal!

At the moment when Shen Bei took action.

A voice came from the door of the bar: "Enough."

The voice was neither salty nor bland.

But Shen Bei put away the dagger and slowly stood up.

"General, but he wants to play with me with a dagger." Shen Bei spread his hands and said.

You Wuchang looked gloomy, leaned over to look at Momosan, and waved his hand: "Carry him away."

The personal guard hurriedly carried Momosan out of the bar and sent him to the medical room.

Momosan's accomplices finally woke up from their shock.

In a few blinks, Momosan was playing with a dagger, but was killed by an ordinary person!

Shame!

A huge shame!

Several accomplices looked angry and surprised, and raised their hands to use their superpowers to attack Shen Bei.

And You Wuchang directly burst out the aura of a tenth-level superpower, sweeping the whole scene: "Do you think I am an air?"

The accomplices were startled, glared at Shen Bei fiercely, and were about to follow him out.

Shen Bei stretched out his hand to stop them: "Bartender, have they paid the bill?"

The bartender nodded with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Get lost!"

Shen Bei waved his hand.

The few people were so angry that they gritted their teeth and left the bar with a few hums.

At this moment

All the customers in the bar burst into a sensational voice:

"Momosan can't even beat ordinary people without using superpowers?"

"He fell to the ground too quickly, right?"

"Is he so useless?"

"Fuck, this Shen Bei is really good."

"This guy's fighting skills are really admirable."

"Watch carefully, learn well, this is the real skill."

...

At this time, You Wuchang had a gloomy face, and glanced at the little girl selling potato cakes from the corner of his eyes.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Shen Bei: "You are very idle, right? Cutting off three fingers of Momosan, you are very capable. Then get ready, this mission is yours!"

After saying that, You Wuchang didn't give Shen Bei any chance to speak, and turned around and left.

Song You came out from the side and patted Shen Bei on the shoulder: "I saved your life, no need to thank me."

Shen Bei rolled his eyes: "Mind your business!"

Song You: ? ? ?

...

The upper level of the shelter.

You Wuchang returned to the manor and entered the top level.

This is a room that no one is allowed to enter except You Wuchang.

Even the personal guards have to wait on the next floor.

You Wuchang pushed open the door.

The room was warm as spring.

It was covered with soft bright red carpet.

At the end of the carpet was a high-backed chair, like a king's throne.

On the high seat, sat a young girl.

There were shallow dimples on her face, and the corners of her mouth were always unconsciously upturned, making her look a bit fierce.

However, a green light flashed in her eyes, as if the data was refreshing.

"It's really a bit noisy." The little girl said softly, supporting her chin with one hand.

You Wuchang lowered his head: "There are too many people recently, and I feel that the threat of the tenth level is not enough."

"Enough."

The little girl smiled like a nightingale: "Do you still want me to give you the deterrent power of the Spider Queen?"

"I dare not, a tall tree attracts the wind."

The little girl nodded: "No matter what happens, don't take action, so as not to be exposed."

"Yes."

The little girl took out a potato cake, threw it into her mouth, chewed it, raised her eyebrows, and muttered softly:

"I just did it according to the data, is there any problem? I can't taste it..."