Rona Apula, the ultimate sin city on earth in this universe, the most vicious criminals in the world, the most organized gangs and intelligence organizations will gather together in the three-regardless zone. If you can open a bar in this place, the boss will be in addition to being a tough way, and the hardware equipment is definitely not weak.

For example, the bar used by Lehman as a baseball bat is actually made of military armor, which is enough to withstand the continuous shooting of 0.50 machine gun bullets. Its overall weight is close to 1 ton. In order to impact or even explosion of local bullets, this bar weighing nearly one ton is strongly fixed to the ground by many bolts, and is also of military level.

So the question is, what kind of person can grab something close to a ton with one hand and swing it around like an inconspicuous bat?

"A pervert," Lehman's jointer Irvine Kinneas (Note 1) looked at everything that happened in the bar through a sniper lens, and whistled, "So why did I decide to take such a dangerous task?"

"Because you are a pervert with two testicles in your brain, you want to get on me, and I am a newcomer who must do this task to complete the training," Ash, who stood against the wall in the shadow of the rooftop, gently spit out a cigar smoke, while saying impatiently, "How many times do I have to tell you that I have no favoritism for you, and you don't want to lick me for free..."

"But aren't you and McCree not together now?" Irving continued to observe the situation with his sniper lens while asking without looking back.

"If you tease me and that bastard, I will open a hole in your forehead and let you learn to shit with your forehead." Ashe touched his weapon, and finally landed on the explosives on his waist, threatening in an understatement.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you," Owen jumped up from the ground, grabbed his cowboy hat with his hand and turned his head in the direction of Lehman, "It's your turn, it's not bad so far. When you finish observing the next paragraph, we will almost have enough materials to do the first paragraph evaluation. You take over and I'll take a break."

Ashe cursed and cut her cigar into the cigar she carried with her, and walked to the rooftop to continue surveillance. She immediately whistled because in her surveillance field, things were completely lively--

The yellow-flag bar was silent. The bar that was filled with various scoldings and gunshots before was quiet at this moment, and even the sound of mosquitoes flying could be heard. If Lehman was immune to 9mm and everyone was lucky enough to think that Lehman was wearing bulletproof fibers, then the second wave of Colombian gangs shot the bullets that specialized in dealing with bulletproof vests, which were called "cop-killer", or "tip killer", were also stopped. What's the matter?!

A guy who is immune to bullet damage and has great strength sits there quietly and drinks. This looks like a scene in a superhero movie, but everyone as villains are not excited about this at all. After all, they are villains, not good people.

"You, what are you?!" Abragg, the boss of the Colombian gang in Rona Apula, has used [what] instead of [who]. He doesn't know what Lehman is.

The maid who went ashore with Lehman and entered the bar door together also widened her eyes in surprise. She was an elite killer from Colombian Farc. She has been living in the world for so many years, and she has never seen any perverts, but she has used her body to directly use her body to directly snare armor-piercing bullets. She has never seen this before!

Roberta Ceseros, wearing a maid outfit, is a former Farc elite who is comparable to the Terminator's body, a globally wanted terrorist and killer, and the current maid captain of the Lavres family. The first thing that comes to mind is what this guy said before-he is here to meet people.

Could it be that this is a biological weapon that was secretly cultivated by a country that came to find the intelligence agencies of their own country?!

The Terminator Maid began to make up for her crazy thinking. When she was fighting at the bar door, she had just received an important cargo. Several mercenaries from the Black Reef Chamber of Commerce who returned to the port were also stunned. The leader of the team, Benny, who specialized in electronic equipment in the team, and Locke, an office worker who joined not long ago, were nervously looking for a way out of this dangerous situation, but...

But the most important combat power in the team. Levi, who has the title of "Two Gunners" in the circle, doesn't think so. Seeing Lehman pick up bullets and swing the bar with one hand, the female gunman who regards violence as the greatest meaning of her life at this stage, her face turned red. The urge to make her body tremble made her unconsciously step forward while reaching her hands to the two pistols under her ribs.

This step was taken and stepped on a piece of broken glass. The glass rubbed against the ground and made a sound that sounded particularly harsh in silence. At the same time, this step also exposed the little boy behind Levi, who was suddenly exposed to a group of sights attracted by the harsh noise just now.

Lehman didn't react much, but the Colombian gangster and the Terminator maid Robert Taco responded.

"Black Reef Chamber, why do goods appear here?!" Labreg, the boss of the Colombian drug cartel, shouted first. Wasn't that little boy Grusia Labres, the young master of the Labres family, one of the thirteen South American gangsters he asked Black Reef to transport.

The Black Reef Chamber of Commerce, the boss of the company that drives a torpedo boat and conducts various illegal transportation businesses at sea, the black Dutch also has nothing to say at this time, because to be honest, bringing goods to drink is indeed a bit of a violation of professional ethics, but he did not expect that such a big mess would be revealed as soon as he came. After all, the task file said that the Labrads family had declined in the middle, and there was only one maid...

Who knows that this maid is a Terminator fighting maid who crushes beer with one hand? And what's going on with the pervert who raises the bar with one hand?!

As for Roberta Cesneros, the former elite of Colombian Farc, the current head maid of the Labrador family, had a much simpler reaction. She came to save the kidnapped young master. At this moment, the young master was right in front of him, how could he not take action?

Roberta took a few steps forward, and Levi, who was completely aroused by Lehman's behavior, suddenly woke up after seeing these steps--she may advocate violence, but it does not mean that she has no brains. The ones who have no brains are gangsters, and the ones who have brains are the villains. She could see that this little boy is the key to everything and that this violent maid cannot be taken away.

So Levi jumped back, his pistol came out and pointed directly at Grusia Labras' head. Without Levi's words, Roberta stood there and stopped moving, while Levi spoke:

"Stand here and don't move. Everyone here actually hopes that the young master is fine. As long as you don't act rashly, this little guy won't need to ejaculate his brain. Do you understand?"

Roberta, dressed in maid outfit, stood there silent for a while, everyone was waiting for her reply tensely, only the electric fan that had just been smashed made a crunching sound, and the sound of Lehman's drinking throat echoed in the bar. After a while, the maid raised her head:

"Give the living aid, offer flowers to the dead, swing the sword for justice, and impose sanctions on death for sin..."

"But we will not join the ranks of the saints," the young master felt energetic when he heard these words. He continued, "This is the family motto of the Labrads family."

"That's true, so let me fight with such a family motto. In the name of Virgin Mary, I will take you back!" After saying that, Roberta raised his suitcase and prepared to take action.

But at this moment, at the critical moment, people had already raised their guys, and suddenly there was a heavy thud and a huge "hiccup!!!" in everyone's ears just before the critical point of firing.

Roberta looked out of the corner of his eyes and saw the monster-like man sitting there, with the wine glass pressing hard on the bar, making a loud burp. Just when everyone thought the man was going to do it, Lehman waved to the boss:

"Boss, the refill is just a guess, but your wine tastes very much like Guinness, is there any?"

A huge absurdity arose in everyone's hearts--it's all about to be as blood as it flows, do you still have to refill it?!

Lehman sat there, his face as usual and his mind was turning rapidly. He had roughly guessed what was going on in front of him. The so-called report of work is probably not a meeting at all, but the whole journey. When throwing him into the situation in front of him, it is likely that it was part of the report. If the examiner from the temple was right, he would not know where to look at it.

I want to see how he will deal with this subtle sway between good and evil... Probably? Otherwise, the examiner would not have come out to deal with the aftermath when he had obviously used power beyond the level of the world's power. After all, there is no reason, not interfering with the operation of the world, which is the first chapter of the temple member. He remembers this. He is still a little sure of what the reason is to make the examiner violate this principle.

Ashe, who was guessed by Lehman, suddenly felt a trembling all over. Irving, who was standing there resting but was also constantly observing the situation, showed a satisfied smile on his lips--It was indeed a smart guy. He could see the essence of the matter so quickly, but it was useless, because how to act next is the first step in the entire performance assessment.

Roberta Ceseros, a cold-blooded killer who was killed by both the weak and the women and the children in the Farc era, was also a warrior with revolutionary ideals at the time; Grusia Labrador seemed to be a harmless young master, but his family itself was the thirteen South American families. In other words, the heir of one of the thirteen South American gangs. Although the family pursued the way of acting on behalf of heaven and was considered a thief family, it was not an absolute good person.

A kidnapping case without perfect and clean absolutely justice, a firefight between villains and villains, what do you do? Raymond Renault-Irving seems bored, but in fact he pays attention to the situation in the field without missing any details.

The bar owner was already silly. He took Lehman's glass in a daze and wanted to refill Lehman, but after twisting for a long time, the faucet of the bar counter remembered that the bar counter had been uprooted by this guy, and the tube that transported the wine was broken.

The bar owner showed an ugly smile and looked at Lehman helplessly.

So, what do you want to do, whom do you want to judge and save whom, and what position do you want to stand in? Irving and Ash stared at the situation in the bar.

Suddenly, a trace of enlightenment flashed in the eyes of the maid Roberta. She suddenly raised the suitcase in her hand, and the submachine gun hidden inside began to fire violently. Levi pushed the young master away at the moment when Roberta raised his gun and ran directly to the cover; the Colombian gangsters rolled and crawled towards the cover to change the bullets--they were the most embarrassing, and they had all the ammunition they had fired before.

Seeing that Levi was about to hide in the cover, the maid directly pulled the trigger of the grenade launcher, and the 40mm kill grenade headed straight for Levi.

In this chaotic moment, Lehman finally took action.

His arm stretched out violently, grabbed the young master and pulled him back to him. Huge flesh wings grew out from behind, wrapping the young master in it to resist the killing fragments of the grenade. At this moment, the Colombian gangs had already loaded the bullets and emerged from behind the cover to open fire.

Lehman's flesh wings suddenly retracted, turned his head and pointed it at a Colombian gangster and opened his mouth. He whizzed out a strong acid solution from Kepluiros.

Amid a tragic cry, the gangster who was touched emitted white smoke from the acid liquid that was enough to melt the armor of the gods, melted into a slime-like thing. The fight in the bar was suddenly scratched with a rest again, and everyone looked at Lehman with shock and fear - this had surpassed everyone's imagination.

"I said, if you have any problems, you will solve the problem. If anyone uses a knife or a gun, be careful, I'm not polite. Do you think I'm joking?" Lehman looked everyone around, with a terrifying and threatening tone.

After saying this, Lehman opened his mouth in the direction of the hotel gate and said silently:

[If there is no situation to clean up again, I will use more extraordinary power.]

Lehman's mouth shape was captured by the observing duo Irving and Ashe. Irving, who led the team, was stunned and then laughed.--It's so smart, but the judgment was wrong. No matter how you use extraordinary power, we won't appear now. After all, this is your report vacation.

Seeing that the temple did not appear, Lehman frowned - this was really the possibility that he was most annoying...

Lehman frowned, and everyone shivered. The pungent smell of the body melting was still spreading. Who knows what this master frowned?!

Seeing everyone trembling, Lehman remembered something. The acid evaporated and was toxic, so he had to deal with it quickly.

So he took a breath, and the radioactive core that had been sleeping in his abdomen suddenly started, heating the air at a high temperature. Then Lehman opened his mouth and the plasma-based high-temperature gas sprayed out, burning the pool of acid.

Then as the eyes of a group of people collapsed, Lehman waved his hand:

"You guys talk, I'll watch this kid. Don't blame me for being rude."
Chapter completed!