A big man who didn't know whether it was a bartender or a bar thug stood in front of Ge Long, and without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed Ge Long's neck, as if he wanted to lift Ge Long up like a kitten and dog, and then threw the dirty little ghost out of the door. △↗,

The big man came very quickly, and Ge Long had no time to think about it, so he just instinctively reached out and pushed him. The movement here had long attracted the attention of many people in the bar. When they saw that it was just a bar thug to drive away a dirty child, they turned around with little interest and continued to do whatever they should do. Such things happened several times a day, and then the little ghost screamed and flew out of the door. But then they heard a dull sound. When they turned their heads to look, they found that the big man, like a bear, was sitting on the ground in a very embarrassed position. The little ghost head he wanted to expel was standing blankly, and the outstretched palm was still pushing forward.

Both Ge Long and this great man were very surprised at this time. Ge Long actually regretted it as soon as he took action. As a member of the ogre race, he didn't know what to hold back. Although this push was not serious, it was enough to make ordinary people lose their stomachs. When Ge Long was still in the fairy tale circus, several trainees who provoked Ge Long died inexplicably at his hands. But now Ge Long knew that killing people casually in the imperial capital was not a good thing. If he accidentally got into a certain noble, it would be very likely to cause extremely unnecessary trouble to his subsequent actions. It was too late to stop. Ge Long was ready to kill people immediately after he was killed, but he didn't expect that the other party just fell to the ground, and it seemed that it was nothing serious.

However, Ge Long's surprise was far less than the other party... The man who was sitting on the ground was even more dumbfounded, as if he could not believe that he would be pushed down by a little hairy child. Others didn't know, but he was clear about his true strength in his heart.

Although everyone around him thought he was just a samurai warrior who had barely reached the second level and had just retreated from the battlefield. Such strength is indeed more than enough to be a thug bodyguard in such a tavern, but what no one knows is that the real strength of this great man is a senior, third-level high-level heavy shield defender.

The sturdy and powerful man who came from a defensive battle position was unquestionable, and even the heavy armored knight who launched the charge could stand firm. Although he did not feel defensive to the child in front of him just now, the pressure the man felt at that moment seemed to face the tauren who swung a thick totem to smash him on the battlefield, the King of the Hill holding a warhammer, or the Ogre who waved a wolf-toothed stick...

"Hey! Scar Joe, why are you so scared today? Did you consume too much on Alan's belly, and now your legs are so weak that you can't even stand the battle? Or the opponent you are facing today is so 'strong', and it turned out to be a legendary...what is the little ghost war god?"

A group of boring drunks finally found fun. Suddenly, Boom began to mock this idiot who was usually showing off his might but was now pushed to the ground by a child. Although almost everyone thought that this big man would fall to the ground without standing firmly, what does that matter? In short, today's incident is enough to mock this idiot for their entertainment for a while. Only a very small number of people began to worry whether Qiao, who was angry, would make crazy revenge and beat the unlucky child to death. Of course, they were just worried that if this happened, they would just stand by.

Faced with the laughter of the room, the man was indifferent. He didn't jump up and stood up and rushed towards Ge Long. The reason why he was able to come back alive from the battlefield and keep his limbs intact and healthy was that the man's keen intuition and rational judgment was absolutely indelible. To put it bluntly, as long as he met a guy who looked more powerful, he immediately bypassed him.

So in front of everyone, Scar Qiao actually got up from the ground in shame, and no one paid attention to it and left the bar directly. In his opinion, it was not surprising that a guy who could push down the third-level defensive warriors at will. After all, this is the imperial capital of crouching tigers, hidden dragons. But if the person who pushed him down was just a big boy, if the boy was wearing the most ordinary civilian costume, if so many strange things were put together, there was a high chance that a special accident would occur. Scar Qiao didn't know what the specific situation would happen.

It wouldn't be what he, the third-level defender, could handle it. So the most rational decision was to leave here immediately, even if he would be fired by the boss later. Scar Qiao was indeed not a courageous guy. But this careful and wind-free automatic behavioral principle was also the reason why he, a little man, could survive until now. There is a fact that everyone knows, but no one is willing to talk about. That is, the corpses pulled out by Black Mountain every day are calculated by cars, and most of these corpses die abnormally, and they are abandoned corpses that are unclaimed.

However, Scar Qiao's caution seemed to be a completely different interpretation in the eyes of others in the bar. This bastard who bullies the weak and fears the strong was unexpectedly a shy guy. After being ridiculed by everyone, the boy even left without even taking revenge. So the bar was silent for a few seconds and burst into laughter. Almost every drinker was laughing at Scar Qiao's coward with the most contemptuous words, discussing whether he was hiding in the toilet sobbing or going back to vent his anger at his wife. Especially those who had suffered hardships under Scar Qiao, who spared no effort at this time. On the contrary, the initiator of this incident, Ge Long, one of the two protagonists, was easily ignored like air.

After Geron stood for a while, he found that no one cared about him, no one stopped him, and no one wanted to cause trouble for him, he didn't think too much and walked into the bar. Geron walked to the front desk of the bar, found a seat to sit down, and immediately the bartender with a sad face behind the bar came over and asked in a desperate tone: "Little kid, what do you want to order, declare in advance that there is no milk here."

Goron ignored his ridicule, but his nose sniffed in the air, and his eyes swept across the table in front of everyone in the bar. Goron's first job when he walked out of the Peninsula Rainforest was a bar chef, and he was naturally familiar with this environment. He could tell at a glance that this was actually a civilian bar for middle and lower consumer groups. Although the storefront was pretty good to avoid affecting the city appearance, the interior decoration was very ordinary, the overall environment was dim and dirty, and it emitted a sour and stinky smell. Although the ogre's sense of smell is not as good as that of some canine orcs, it is also very keen. Moreover, Goron has specially trained his nose for professional needs. If he was not an ogre and had already been used to the more terrifying smell, he might have turned around and left now.

The reason why Goron stayed here was because of the thrilling scent of wine he smelled at the beginning. Goron followed the smell and found that most people drank common oatmeal bitter beer, and a few people drank the cheap wine with the right water. Goron searched for a whole circle. He found his target in the extremely mixed smell. That was a woman who was half lying on the table on the other end of the bar, and she didn't raise her head. She lowered her head, as if she had fallen asleep, but every moment she would reach out and grab the wine glass in front of her, and pour a dizzy mouth into her mouth.

"I want the same wine as her." Goron pointed to the woman, and the intoxicating fragrance floated out of the wine glass in front of the woman.

"Boy, don't you want to live anymore?" The bartender's face suddenly showed a very strange expression, as if there was a bit of sarcasm and a bit of sympathy.

"Hmm?" Golong didn't understand what he meant at all, but found that the other party seemed to be hostile, and did not seem to be threatening to blackmail him. So he frowned and puzzled, "Is that wine... very expensive?"

Goron was really worried about the price of this wine. Although he was the boss behind the Black City, he really had no money now. The few gold coins in his pocket were also the private money that Ash had saved hard. The taste of the wine was obviously a little better than the top-quality wine used by Baron Kurakhan to cling to the powerful. It was not surprising that the bartender even offered a sky-high price.

However, the old bartender shook his head, and his expression returned to his sad face. He did not prepare to mix the wine as Geron ordered, but picked up an empty wine glass and wiped it carefully with a rag that looked very old. He said casually: "That wine... although not cheap, it is not expensive. The problem is not here... It seems that you really don't know, okay. The wine is called 'suicide wine', and only those who want to die will drink it."

"Suicide alcohol? Is it some kind of poison?"

"No. It's not a poison, but it has the effect of a poison..." The bartender tilted his head, as if he was searching for something in his memory. His expression changed, as if he had finally thought about it, so he continued: "I remembered that 'Suicide Wine' is just an nickname. This wine has a formal name, called 'Drunk Dragon Xiang'."

"Drunk Dragon Fragrance? Drunk Dragon Fragrance! This wine is actually Drunk Dragon Fragrance!" Ge Long was surprised and understood the meaning of the bartender. The name "Drunk Dragon Fragrance" is not unfamiliar with Ge Long, because this is an important prop that appears in the famous heroic epic "Samalanqi Dragon Slaying War".

In order to kill the sixth-level dragon Baran Casarto, who was extremely powerful but intimidating, the hero king Samaranchi, under the guidance of the wise man Sanchethor, made an extremely sweet wine with the dragon's favorite fruit, red-skinned magic pomelo, and dozens of herbs with powerful hypnotic effects. The hero king Samaranchi contributed the wine to the evil dragon Baran Casarto. The evil dragon drank it hard and fell asleep. So Samaranchi picked up the holy sword and stabbed it into the heart of the dragon, and killed it on the spot.

This story is familiar to Goron, and he knows that the recipe of this kind of wine was also passed down. After improvements by the dwarf brewing master Karatin and Bronzebeard, it became a new wine "Drunk Dragon Scent" that can be compared with any famous wine in the world. However, this kind of wine brewed against the dragon's constitution has a fatal defect, that is, this wine contains a fatal toxicity that cannot be relieved. A little bit of food will directly reduce lifespan, and drinking it in large quantities will cause death. Depending on the physique of various races, even dwarves who are gifted to resist toxins can only drink one barrel at most, and humans with relatively weak constitutions will die of drunkenness by one or two cups.

However, the brewing cycle of Zuilongxiang is short, and there are no particularly precious and rare things in the materials, and the cost is relatively low. The most important thing is that its taste is excellent, which makes no alcoholic refuse. Every year, there are guys who are addicted to alcohol and die happily under the wine table. For ordinary civilians, Zuilongxiang is also the only thing they can enjoy that the upper nobles cannot enjoy. Using self-killing is the most romantic and comfortable choice.
Chapter completed!