“That’s what we are doing here.”

Vander introduced, "This black alley is already the best environment in the Lower Town. We are only a bridge from the Upper Town, but..."

He shook his head bitterly and helplessly, and asked instead.

“Do you need anything for the two guests?”

Although Vander's strength is average, his eyesight is still good. Whether it is Araki or Im, the little breath he casually reveals on his body will make him feel trembling unconsciously.

Therefore, he always acted very careful during the conversation.

"You saw that the spacecraft crashed."

Araki shrugged, "We encountered some changes during our voyage. Now that the spacecraft has exhausted energy, we have to replenish new energy sources."

"A new energy source?"

Vander smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid that only scientists from Uptown have a way to create such high-tech creations. Maybe you can go to the Hemerdinger of Uptown Council. He is a great scientist all over the world and should be able to help you."

"Is that true?"

Araki nodded, "So much for your introduction, we..."

He was about to leave, but the gate of the Fogen Tavern was kicked open. A young sheriff with a arrogant face walked in with a respirator on his face.

Seeing this respirator, Araki and Im's eyes flashed at the same time.

It was obvious that they all thought of another group of creatures that also carried respirators everywhere - the Tianlong people.

"So it...up city, down city; Tianlong people, pirates...ha, it's really a bit similar."

However, the people in the upper city here only oppressed the lower city, while the people of Tianlong regarded the whole world as their lower city.

As soon as the young sheriff came in, Vander's face changed.

"Excuse me,"

He seemed to sigh slightly, apologized at Araki, then forced out a more kind smile and said loudly:

"Watching the movie to visit the Fugen Tavern, what do you want to order?"

However, his friendship did not get a response from the other party. The sheriff walked straight to the bar, removed the respirator, and said coldly:

"Four gutters!"

These words immediately made Vander's face look ugly. His eyes were lowered and his lips were pursed, as if he was patiently suppressing something.

The others in the surrounding tavern were also slightly uproared.

The people of Shangcheng have always despised the people of Xiacheng to be gutter goods, and this sentence can be counted as a map cannon.

All of them turned their attention to their leader Vander, hoping that he could lead them to make a powerful counterattack.

but……

To their disappointment, although Vander clenched his teeth, he finally resisted such humiliation and did not respond to the sheriff's words.

"snort,"

Seeing this, the sheriff waved his hand contemptuously, "Go in and search!"

Several security attendants who came with him immediately entered one after another, pushed away the drinkers blocking the road and rushed directly into the kitchen of the tavern.

Vander thought for a while and said in an indifferent tone: "You are just a waste of effort to come here. Why not bring a good wine?"

"Then let's come your strongest wine!"

Vander's surrender seemed to satisfy the sheriff, so he replied casually.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to pick up wine from the underside of the bar, Vander quietly pressed a purple button.

...

...

Fogen Tavern Basement.

In a room that was not big but was neatly tidy, four teenagers were gathering together with grief.

Suddenly, a monkey doll placed on the table emitted a purple-red light and began to vibrate and make noises.

"Oops!"

The faces of the few people changed suddenly. The next moment, the door of the room was opened with a bang!

...

...

Tavern reception.

The young sheriff shook the wine that Vander poured him, and said meaningfully:

"Before I came, I happened to go to an old friend of yours and he told me a few stories..."

Before Vander could understand what he wanted to say, he was directly snatched his pipe from his hands. He subconsciously slammed the table and wanted to stand up.

This action also aroused the dissatisfaction of everyone in the tavern. They stood up and stared at the sheriff, as if as long as Vander gave the order, the two sides would fight in the next moment.

However, the sheriff seemed to be careless, and the attendant who stayed beside him also took out a weapon similar to a baton and demonstrated to the people in the tavern.

Seeing this, Vander forced himself to endure his anger and shook his head at the others.

Seeing this, the sheriff threw his pipe into the wine glass and asked contemptuously:

"I remember, you didn't like to be a peacemaker before, didn't you?"

Faced with the ridicule of the young sheriff, Vander sighed, "Yes, people cannot avoid the past."

He looked up at the huge boxing gloves hanging on the roof of the tavern and said lightly:

"It will be difficult to deal with if I have to force me to bring it with me. Cast iron is difficult to wash."
Chapter completed!