Chapter: 1217
, beat him to the bar counter position.
Pushing his right palm, Klein quickly left the chair and approached Logan's body that was about to fall.
His thighs tensed, and his knees jerked upwards, hitting Logan's lower abdomen.
puff! Logan looked back, eyes bulging, mouth half-open.
Klein took advantage of the opportunity to draw his gun, stuffed the revolver into the opponent's mouth, and pulled back the firing hammer.
"I... I am..." Logan yelled vaguely.
Klein stared into his eyes, suddenly pulled out the revolver, swung violently, and hit Logan with his fist on the side of the face.
Logan's teeth fell out one by one immediately, and his mouth was covered in blood.
Faced with such a heavy blow and pain beyond the limit, he rolled his eyes and passed out directly.
Klein supported his body, and found a handful of broken banknotes and coins from his pocket.
Because it didn't exceed 5 pounds, Klein threw them directly on the bar and said calmly, "No need to look for them."
The bartender's bronzed face turned pale, and he shouted in a panic, "My boss is 'White Shark'!"
Klein didn't even look at him, let go of his hand, and let the "Sea Eagle" Logan fall to the ground. Then, he sat down again, forked a piece of bacon, and stuffed it into his mouth to taste. He felt that the flavor was quite unique. The smell of the smell spread out, scratching the stomach and throat.
After eating two slices, he raised his head and asked, "Does your boss know that you colluded with 'Sea Eagle'?"
"No, he, no..." the bartender replied mutteringly.
Seeing that Klein had no tendency to continue attacking and paid the money without hesitation, the guards who approached silently backed away.
Klein took a sip of his drink, glanced at the "Sea Eagle" Logan on the ground, and calmly said to the bartender: "He is Ludwell's informant, how much reward can he receive?"
"No, he's not." The bartender shook his head and said, "This is all the news he spread by himself. He paid for the navy just now! Only in this way can the people here be afraid of him..."
Hearing this answer, the drinkers at the bar put down their glasses in astonishment, and even a drunk staggered to Logan's side and spit on his face.
Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Many drinkers followed suit.
Klein lowered his head again, and said while eating the special bacon, "Tell me about the latest rumors."
The bartender heaved a sigh of relief, and while wiping the glass, he intermittently introduced the rumors in the past two months, including what Klein had heard of and what he had just learned.
The Royal Navy's "Prize" ironclad destroys a passing pirate group during routine training... Panic about the giant ship's cannons begins to spread among some small and medium pirate forces... Some of them want to take advantage of the ironclad fleet before it takes shape. The opportunity to commit crimes crazily, and get out of this business with a sum of money... In the next six months to a year, the sea will not be calm... "Admiral of Blood" Senor and "Vice Admiral Dusk" Bulatov Ivan There was a conflict in the southern waters of Sonia Island. There was a big battle, and two boats sank each... Klein just listened and didn't ask, and gradually filled his stomach.
Seeing that the plate containing the special bacon was emptied, he drank the remaining beer and stood up slowly.
"Remember today's lesson." Klein handed the plate to the bartender.
Just as the bartender was about to reach out, he suddenly grabbed the hair on the back of his head with his palm.
boom!
Klein pressed hard, and smashed the bartender's head on the bar counter, causing sawdust to fly and blood to flow out, causing the drinkers to run away, and the guards rushed over at high speed.
After finishing all this, Klein clapped his hands, picked up his wine glass, and tried to pour the remaining wine on the bartender's head.
One drop, two drops, three drops... JrNovels.com
Pushing his right palm, Klein quickly left the chair and approached Logan's body that was about to fall.
His thighs tensed, and his knees jerked upwards, hitting Logan's lower abdomen.
puff! Logan looked back, eyes bulging, mouth half-open.
Klein took advantage of the opportunity to draw his gun, stuffed the revolver into the opponent's mouth, and pulled back the firing hammer.
"I... I am..." Logan yelled vaguely.
Klein stared into his eyes, suddenly pulled out the revolver, swung violently, and hit Logan with his fist on the side of the face.
Logan's teeth fell out one by one immediately, and his mouth was covered in blood.
Faced with such a heavy blow and pain beyond the limit, he rolled his eyes and passed out directly.
Klein supported his body, and found a handful of broken banknotes and coins from his pocket.
Because it didn't exceed 5 pounds, Klein threw them directly on the bar and said calmly, "No need to look for them."
The bartender's bronzed face turned pale, and he shouted in a panic, "My boss is 'White Shark'!"
Klein didn't even look at him, let go of his hand, and let the "Sea Eagle" Logan fall to the ground. Then, he sat down again, forked a piece of bacon, and stuffed it into his mouth to taste. He felt that the flavor was quite unique. The smell of the smell spread out, scratching the stomach and throat.
After eating two slices, he raised his head and asked, "Does your boss know that you colluded with 'Sea Eagle'?"
"No, he, no..." the bartender replied mutteringly.
Seeing that Klein had no tendency to continue attacking and paid the money without hesitation, the guards who approached silently backed away.
Klein took a sip of his drink, glanced at the "Sea Eagle" Logan on the ground, and calmly said to the bartender: "He is Ludwell's informant, how much reward can he receive?"
"No, he's not." The bartender shook his head and said, "This is all the news he spread by himself. He paid for the navy just now! Only in this way can the people here be afraid of him..."
Hearing this answer, the drinkers at the bar put down their glasses in astonishment, and even a drunk staggered to Logan's side and spit on his face.
Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Many drinkers followed suit.
Klein lowered his head again, and said while eating the special bacon, "Tell me about the latest rumors."
The bartender heaved a sigh of relief, and while wiping the glass, he intermittently introduced the rumors in the past two months, including what Klein had heard of and what he had just learned.
The Royal Navy's "Prize" ironclad destroys a passing pirate group during routine training... Panic about the giant ship's cannons begins to spread among some small and medium pirate forces... Some of them want to take advantage of the ironclad fleet before it takes shape. The opportunity to commit crimes crazily, and get out of this business with a sum of money... In the next six months to a year, the sea will not be calm... "Admiral of Blood" Senor and "Vice Admiral Dusk" Bulatov Ivan There was a conflict in the southern waters of Sonia Island. There was a big battle, and two boats sank each... Klein just listened and didn't ask, and gradually filled his stomach.
Seeing that the plate containing the special bacon was emptied, he drank the remaining beer and stood up slowly.
"Remember today's lesson." Klein handed the plate to the bartender.
Just as the bartender was about to reach out, he suddenly grabbed the hair on the back of his head with his palm.
boom!
Klein pressed hard, and smashed the bartender's head on the bar counter, causing sawdust to fly and blood to flow out, causing the drinkers to run away, and the guards rushed over at high speed.
After finishing all this, Klein clapped his hands, picked up his wine glass, and tried to pour the remaining wine on the bartender's head.
One drop, two drops, three drops... JrNovels.com
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