Ye Junlang seems to have become accustomed to the behavior of one-armed people, even if this way of entertaining guests seems strange and outrageous to outsiders.

Isolated dark alleys, quirky hotels, quirky owners.

constitutes a bizarre picture of the scene in front of me.

There is no doubt that such a bar is inconspicuous, and it is also extremely simple, and the owner of the hotel also looks extremely peculiar, just his face is enough to scare the child into crying at night, and his temper looks very bad, and he does not adhere to the business philosophy that the customer is God, which can be seen from his attitude towards Ye Junlang.

Rao so, but the bar was extremely clean, and there was an indescribable smell of wine wafting through the air.

And it's still extremely quiet here, the humble portal of the bar seems to be a dividing line between the red world and the quiet paradise, entering the bar and being in it, it seems that you can throw the hustle and bustle of the outside world out of the clouds, only the silence and seclusion of this moment.

Ye Junlang picked up the wine jug and poured a glass of wine into the wine glass.

This wine is very peculiar, it is not foreign wine, nor sake, nor is it a Chinese liquor, when the wine in the wine pot is poured out, it shows a jade-like luster, and it is extremely viscous, like a jade liquid.

Ye Junlang couldn't wait to drink a glass, this wine entered his throat, first it was extremely cool, and a rich aroma of wine diffused out, but after the wine entered the stomach, it was hot and spicy, this kind of hot wine is not the kind of hot of inferior high-concentration wine, but with a rich wine aroma and a pleasant hot heat.

Just one bite is a memorable experience.

"Good wine! Good wine! After all these years, the taste of this wine has not changed, and it is even more aftertaste!

Ye Junlang couldn't help but speak.

If there was one of the best, most stimulating and blood-burning drinks he had ever drunk, there was no one of a kind in this bar, but it didn't have a name, but it was all made by the one-armed owner of the bar.

According to Ye Junlang's knowledge, this kind of wine is brewed at most more than ten or twenty catties a year, so it is extremely scarce and extremely precious.

Not everyone can drink it.

Of course, ordinary people in this bar will not walk in, and even if they do, they may not be able to invite people in, such a shabby and shabby environment, coupled with the one-armed boss with a big temper and hideous face, is enough to scare away a large number of people.

Even if you know the existence of this bar, whether you can drink such a drink depends on the mood of the one-armed boss, who is willing to give you a drink, or it is useless even if the king of heaven comes.

None of the people who were able to enter this bar were ordinary.

For example, the man in the black trench coat who was sitting alone drinking in the corner, although Ye Junlang didn't know him, he couldn't see his face, but the faint aura that could be passed from the other party allowed him to judge that this was an existence that was infinitely close to the strength of a legendary powerhouse!

Reaching the peak of the power of the Extreme Realm means that you are about to break through the Extreme Force Mirror, so as to stimulate your own power secret realm, and reaching this step can be called a legendary powerhouse.

In the dark world, there are not many people who have opened up the secret realm of their own power, and each of them is a well-known existence.

So this man in a black trench coat who tastes wine alone must also be a ruthless character, but in this bar, it is a conventional rule that customers do not ask each other about their identities.

Even if the enemies of life and death meet by chance in this bar, they just sit quietly and drink.

There is a big blood feud, and it will be resolved after walking out of the bar.

This is the rule of the bar, in other words, the rule of the one-armed owner.

So far, no one has dared to break this rule.

When Ye Junlang put down the third glass of wine, he only felt that the blood all over his body was boiling, the wine was as cool as snow at the entrance and then as hot as fire when it entered the stomach, like ice and fire, the wine tasted long, with a hint of sweetness, it was really intoxicating and did not know the way back.

By this time, the man in the black trench coat had finished drinking the last drop of wine in his glass.

He looked a little reluctant, but finally got up and walked out the door.

In this process, he didn't look at Ye Junlang either, and the one-armed boss didn't appear.

The bar seemed quieter, empty, and it seemed that only Ye Junlang was pouring himself a drink.

The one-armed proprietor was nowhere to be seen, as if he had disappeared, and as if he existed in any corner of the bar.

"Raised by a son of a bitch, such a beautiful wine, it's too boring to drink alone. Boss, how about you come and have a drink with me?"

Ye Junlang suddenly spoke.

Behind the wine cabinet, the one-armed boss came out silently again, and the eyes that were sharper than any blade stared at Ye Junlang, and only after a while did he move his mouth and say, "Satan, you shouldn't come here!"

His voice has a metallic quality, like two blunt instruments rubbing together in a confrontation, which is uncomfortable to listen to.

Ye Junlang turned around, his deep gaze was as calm as a lake, he looked at the one-armed man calmly, and said, "Then where should I appear? Like you, find a corner that no one knows and hide, and be a shrunken turtle for the rest of your life?"

"What do you mean?" the one-armed man's gaze began to cover with ice.

"It's not interesting. I'm just thinking, the dignified murder king 'Blood Slaughter' actually cowered in such a place, as a waste person who makes wine and sells wine, so he has consumed his will, his sharpness, and his murderous spirit, if this is spread, I'm afraid that many people won't dare to believe it, right?" Ye Junlang said indifferently.

"Satan, you have helped me, it doesn't mean that you can do whatever you want here and interfere in my life!"

The one-armed man spoke, his voice was so cold that he had no emotion, he obviously didn't move, but in the entire bar, there was already a thick blood-like aura permeating the air, like a blood demon emerging from the blood pool in the depths of hell, carrying a terrifying aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, sweeping all over the world!

Terror!

Absolute horror!

It was just a wisp of breath fluctuation in itself, but it had been suppressed to the point that it was breathless, and in the breath full of blood, there seemed to be the wailing of countless strong people.

It was like the horror of those strong men who had died at his hands.

"Do you want a fight? Then fuck it! If a fight allows you to turn back into the fearless killer you were back to the original fearless murderer, then I am willing! Come on, if you don't come, you'll be a shrunken turtle!"

Ye Junlang shouted violently, and a majestic power like the arrival of gods and demons burst out from him, incomparably strong, with a supreme and fearless momentum, and soared into the sky.

The one-armed man was silent for a moment, and then, his own breath faded like a tide, he picked up a wine glass, walked to Ye Junlang and sat opposite him without saying a word, poured a full glass of wine and drank it directly.

Bang!

The one-armed man slammed the wine glass on the table, he stared at Ye Junlang, and said word by word: "What are you still looking for me to do? You're right, I'm just a waste! Don't you see? I'm already useless!"

As he spoke, the one-armed man grabbed the empty sleeve of his right arm and stretched it out in front of Ye Junlang.