Survival on the road, I have a prompt system

Chapter 256 Where's the Merchant?
The light in the bar was dim, and a huge ventilation fan was casting shadows on the ground.

There were dirty tables in the lobby, and around them were men in leather jackets with gear-ridden revolvers strapped to their waists, and whispering to each other over a half-drunk glass of beer.

After seeing Zhang Tuohai coming in, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Tuohai, and several people even showed malicious eyes.

Several people made eye contact with each other, considering whether to attack this new face.

[These people have ulterior motives for you. 】

The prompt system prompts.

"I can see it even if you don't tell me."

Zhang Tuohai ignored it lazily, and went straight to the bar, slapped a mutated organ on the counter, and said to the bartender who was wiping the glass, "Give me a glass of wine, and tell me where the merchant is by the way."

At this moment, two people stood up from the round table, one with a big beard, and two tentacles growing out of the other's bald head.

The two sandwiched Zhang Tuohai between the left and the right. The bearded man stretched out his hand covered with black scales, and pressed the mutated organ on the table: "Are you looking for a businessman? Come with us, I know where he is."

Another person pulled out the revolver from his waist, and held Zhang Tuohai's waist: "Be honest, or I'll sell you to a butcher."

"I guessed it would be like this. Why did you have to bump into it by yourself? Isn't it good to live?" Zhang Tuohai raised his hand that had been in his pocket all the time, and a revolver with a complicated structure appeared in Zhang Tuohai's hand.

The bearded man didn't expect that Zhang Tuohai dared to resist in this situation, and he quickly touched his waist with his scaly hands.

Bang, bang!
The guns in the hands of Zhang Tuohai and the tentacle man rang out at the same time.

The gun in Zhang Tuohai's hand is a special hunting gun made by Red Fort. Although it is a pistol, the bullets can penetrate ordinary police body armor. The huge bullet directly tore a big hole in the bearded man's chest and smashed the internal organs inside. .

The bearded man's eyes were full of astonishment and unwillingness, and the corpse fell down.

However, Zhang Tuohai stood intact.

Zhang Tuohai turned around slowly, and looked at the man with two antennae behind him with a sneer.

"Body mutation? I don't believe that all parts of your body can block bullets!" The man with tentacles regarded Zhang Tuohai as a mutant, and the bullets were blocked because of the mutation of the waist organs.

He pointed the pistol in his hand at Zhang Tuohai's chest.

However, before he could pull the trigger, the gun in Zhang Tuohai's hand rang again.

boom.

This time it's the belly.

A big hole was ripped open in the tentacled man's abdomen.

The tentacle man collapsed on the ground with a scream, covering his abdomen with his hands and screaming.

"Humph!"

Zhang Tuohai pointed the muzzle of the gun at the tentacled man's head and pulled the trigger.

boom!
The tentacle man fell silent.

Holding a pistol, Zhang Tuohai coldly glanced at the round tables in the lobby.

The few people who were close to him all lowered their heads, and the few who were more courageous even raised their glasses to Zhang Tuohai, seeming to recognize his existence.

"Hmph, a group of pretenders."

Zhang Tuohai snorted coldly, and sat down on the high stool in front of the bar again.

If it wasn't for worrying about causing some trouble, Zhang Tuohai would have pulled out his AK74 and knocked out all these guys.

"Can you tell me where the merchant is now?"

Zhang Tuohai asked.

"He is." The bartender pointed to the tentacled man who fell on the ground.

Zhang Tuohai: "???"

He didn't expect things to develop to this point. He was just going to show his power, but he didn't expect to beat the businessman to death.

So why did he put in so much effort?
Zhang Tuohai felt a little headache.

Isn't it good for this stupid businessman to drink well?

Why do such a dangerous thing?
Cerebral palsy!

At this time, the bartender pushed a glass of beer over and asked at the same time, "Excuse me, can you sell these two corpses to us? We can help you deal with the mutated organs for free."

The bartender asked carefully.

"You still... sell it and clean it up."

Zhang Tuohai said pretending not to care.

"Thank you."

The bartender waved his hand, and soon two people came out of the back kitchen and pulled the two corpses back to the back kitchen.

After a while, two cleaned mutant organs were placed in front of Zhang Tuohai.

A scaly arm, and a skull with two tentacles.

Along with the mutated organs, there were two guns, two level 2 metal ingots and a steak.

"This steak is our treat." The bartender pushed the steak in front of Zhang Tuohai.

Looking at the meat on the plate, the corners of Zhang Tuohai's mouth twitched involuntarily.

He pushed the plate back and whispered to the bartender, "Tell me where that damn guy's home is, this is yours."

"Well, the rule in our town is not to implicate family members..."

The bartender rubbed his thumb and forefinger together.

"This is yours too."

Zhang Tuohai also pushed the two accompanying guns over.

You can't even wear bulletproof vests, and keeping them is garbage.

"Well, the southeast corner of the town is the biggest house." The bartender said in a low voice.

"You'd better make sure that everything you said is true, otherwise, I guarantee that your end will be the same as theirs." Zhang Tuohai pointed to the two mutated organs and said.

"Well, there are two bodyguards in his house." The bartender said.

Zhang Tuohai grabbed the two mutated organs and walked towards his car.

"Hiss—" After Zhang Tuohai got into the car, he stopped turning his face, rubbed his old waist, and gasped for air.

Although the special combat suit blocked the bullet of the pistol, it couldn't stop the powerful impact.

The shot gave him a little pain in the back.

"Commander, do you need a massage service? You just need to install two robotic arms in the car." Xiao Ai said.

Zhang Tuohai was a little moved, but when he thought about the need for six high-grade metal ingots for the two mechanical arms of the manufacturing machine, he felt a little pain.

Didn't you see that two lives are worth two intermediate metal ingots?

"Let's put it aside for now, go to that guy's house first." Zhang Tuohai said.

"Understood." The chariot drove towards the merchant's house.

At the same time, in the tavern.

"Boss, why didn't you keep him just now, we have so many guns, we can eat them all."

A strong man with bloody hands came out from the back kitchen and asked the bartender.

"Hmph, an idiot whose mind is full of mutated acid, what is this?"

The bartender threw the mutated organ Zhang Tuohai threw him into the butcher's hand.

"Isn't this just a mutated organ? What's so great about it? I deal with it every day." The butcher tossed and turned, but didn't see any tricks.

"Don't you think it's too clean?" the bartender said bitterly.

"You mean..." The butcher thought of a possibility, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)