Two Cities, I build mecha in Picheng

Chapter 37 This is the power of the Decheng people

half an hour ago.

In the dark alley of Zaun, in the brightly lit Forgan's Tavern.

Wei and Baobao lay on the edge of the bar, playing with the glass full of juice in front of them boredly.

Bumble bit the straw, sucked up the juice in the glass, and then looked at Van der, who was holding a tray and had just delivered three glasses of wine to a table of guests, and couldn't help asking:
"Vander, when can we go out?"

Van der grabbed the towel on his shoulders and wiped his hands, with a helpless tone: "Oh, why do you always want to go out?"

"Staying at home all the time is really boring!" Baobo pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Wei."

Hearing her sister mentioning herself, Vi turned her head and glanced at her, and finally met Vander's eyes.

She opened her mouth, didn't dare to say a word, covered the bruises on her face, and turned her face away guiltily.

"You came back so late a few days ago, and you let Baobao sprain your foot, so I won't say anything.

"I remember it was the day before yesterday? Why did you go to that block of Deca when you have nothing to do? And you got into a fight with those gangsters?"

As soon as Wei heard the name Deka, the anger in Wei's heart was not in one place, "We were just passing by at that time!"

"Passing, passing, passing... Can Guo Guo still have conflicts with those bastards?"

While wiping his glass, Fandre said angrily, "Also, that boy Deka's block is on the border of the black alley. There is nothing there. Why do you go there when you have nothing to do?"

"I..." When he said this, Wei lost all confidence, "He sent someone to provoke us first..."

"I've said it several times, don't provoke that bastard, as long as you are still in the dark alley, they won't dare to touch you, why are you so disobedient..."

"Yes, yes, yes, you would swallow your anger when you were provoked when you were young, right?" Wei said with eyes wide open.

"You..." Vanderton suddenly lost his temper, "This is different."

He sighed, and the events of a few years ago unconsciously appeared in his mind.

Red smoke and dust all over the sky, rivers of blood, broken limbs...

There were also those familiar faces that fell at the gunpoint, and fell in front of him with reluctance to die.

Vander shook his head, forgetting these scenes that he would never forget.

"You're young, you don't understand..."

"I really don't understand." Wei's tone became more and more aggressive, "In my heart, Van der shouldn't be a submissive counselor!"

Hearing what she said about herself, Vander slapped the table angrily, "Enough!"

The noisy tavern suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to this side.

After a second or two, everyone continued to do their own things.

They don't care about the boss's housework.

"It's getting late, it's time for you to go to bed." Fander dropped a sentence, took away the cups in front of them, turned around with a dark face and continued to work.

Wei snorted angrily, got up and walked towards the stairs on the side of the bar leading to the underground.

Bang Bao glanced at Fandre, who was in a rage, at a loss, and then at his sister who left without saying a word.

She couldn't understand why they would quarrel over such a trivial matter.

At this time, the wind chime at the door of Fulgan's Tavern rang softly.

"May the smog never enter your home. Welcome to Fulgan's Tavern. May I ask what you need..."

Fandre, who had just turned around, stopped speaking abruptly.

It was a very familiar figure, which had not been seen for several years.

"Shirko..." Fandre's expression changed, "Boom, go find your sister quickly, don't come out."

"But……"

"Don't talk nonsense, go quickly."

Van der's attitude was frightening.

She glanced at the "guest" who had just entered the room with some grievances, and then ran down the stairs on one side with little feet.

All eyes in the tavern were focused on this thin man with a terrifying eye like a "demon" and the few subordinates following him.

There were even a few drunk people who pulled out the sharp weapons they carried with them.

Silko had no expression on his face, walked slowly to the bar, found a swivel chair and sat down.

He propped his arms on the table, crossed his hands and dragged his chin, "Why, don't you welcome old friends?"

"You bastard, I have warned you not to set foot in the dark alley." Vander clenched his teeth, and the words popped out of his mouth, "Take your people out of my tavern, otherwise... ..."

"It seems that your temper has been much milder over the years, brother."

Shirko interrupted Van der, completely ignoring his warning, and his words were full of teasing.

"If it was like before, you would have put on those iron fist gloves and beat me out."

He glanced at a pair of metal gloves hanging above the bar to the right.

"You're lucky then... It wouldn't be nice to have to make me wear them again."

Van der clenched his fist and slammed the table, all the other people in the tavern stared at Shirko and his men, and almost everyone took out all kinds of weapons.

Their subordinates confronted each other coldly, but no one dared to act rashly.

Because no matter who strikes first, the confrontation will turn into a bloody armed conflict.

The boss didn't say a word, none of them younger brothers could bear such a responsibility.

"For the safety of you and your subordinates, you should go back wherever you came from. I don't have to pursue what happened tonight." Van der warned.

"Heh!" Shirko shook his head and sneered, "Compared to before, you have changed a lot. Did the people from the upper city tame your black hound?"

"You don't need to worry about what I become, Shirko."

Seeing that Van der's patience was about to reach its limit, Shirko stopped beating around the bush, "Actually, I came to see you today for a very important matter."

"Get out, bring your people, and your bad business." Fandre had already taken off the iron fist gloves from the shelf, with a cold expression, "I won't remind you a third time."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Shirko's eyes, "I wanted to talk to you... It's a pity, you didn't seize the opportunity."

Van der was not going to talk nonsense with him anymore, he immediately put on the metal gloves and punched him in the face.

At the same time, when the people in the tavern saw their boss making a move, they all made strange noises and rushed straight to Silko and his men.

Shirko dodged the punch easily, without any fear at all, "Oh, why bother..."

"--Roar!"

At this moment, accompanied by a roar that sounded completely unhuman, the door of Fulgan's Tavern was slammed into pieces by a behemoth with purple liquid flowing from the blood vessels protruding from its skin.

Van der's men were taken aback by the sudden sound.

However, before they could react, the monster, which was at least two meters high, was rampaging through the crowd at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

In less than 5 seconds, more than 20 of Van der's subordinates in Fulgen's Tavern were all brought down by this monster.

Blood was everywhere in the tavern, and it was already a mess.

Vander and his men were thrown all over the place, all unconscious.

The least injured person had at least a dozen fractures on his body, and the heavily injured person was already out of breath, even if he was rescued now, he would not survive for long.

"——No!" Vander's pupils were full of shock and grief, "You bastard, what did you do?!"

Looking at the tragic situation in front of him, raging anger burned in his heart, and he used all the strength of his whole body to punch a swing, directly towards Silko's temple.

But in the next second, his right hand wearing a metal glove was easily grabbed by the purple monster.

He... No, it should be said that it was just five meters away.

Fandre's pupils shrank, "This is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible for Van der." Silko said coldly.

The voice faded away, and he waved to the monster.

"Roar!"

The monster let out an angry cry and punched Vander in the face.

He fell back on the ground without even making a sound, and lost consciousness in an instant.

Shirko looked at the comatose Vander, complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

"This is strength... my brother, the strength of the people of the bottom city."

(End of this chapter)