Douluo: Reverse Dimension

Chapter 161 Extra Story (Fifteen)
Watching Song Ke leave, after a few seconds, he raised his head, Pan Sen stroked his chest with his right hand, smiled at Song Ke and shouted:

"Thanks, I think I know what to do."

Song Ke stopped slightly, tilted his head and joked:

"It's okay, it's okay, just treat it as your reward for buying me a drink."

Pan Sen scratched his head and smiled awkwardly:
"Then... would you like another drink?"

He felt that this "deal" was not equivalent.

Before Song Ke could speak, An Xiaomian quickly waved his hands:
"No, no, we're going back! Another day!"

After she finished speaking, she pulled Song Ke to go out.

This girl... Song Ke felt helpless, he stopped pulling An Xiaomian, and said to Pan Sen:
"Then let's go first and come back another day."

Pan Sen raised the cup in his right hand and said loudly:

"Okay, another day we won't go home drunk."

After speaking, I heard Davis' rough and stern voice from the back hall:
"Panson, you little bastard! Do you still want to get drunk? Are you done with your work?"

"Hahaha." The other bartenders covered their mouths and snickered.

...Pan Sen curled his lips at Song Ke, spread his hands and shrugged, and then began to skillfully mix the wine.

Song Ke smiled slightly, waved at him, turned around and walked out.

However, at this moment, he suddenly stopped, and the hairs on his body stood on end, as if he had foreseen the imminent danger.

Sure enough, within five seconds, the wooden door was suddenly pushed open violently, and three men in special black and red uniforms and black cloaks walked in.

They were burly and tall, a full head taller than Song Ke.There are strange black symbols on the face and arms, and there is an aura of a beast between the eyebrows and eyes. There are silver weapons of different shapes in the hands, waist, and back, including long swords, big axes, and half-armed weapons. Long machete.

Their heavy footsteps stepped on the wooden floor, making toothache creaking sounds, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

As soon as the three of them entered the hall, the originally warm and quiet tavern suddenly became a little cold, as if the cold winter wind had blown in.

Song Ke subconsciously blocked An Xiaomian from the first time he saw the three of them.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly saw that the three people had a black and gold "kill" badge pinned to their right chests, and their pupils suddenly shrank like needlepoints.

Under the illumination of the light, the badge exuded a faint golden light, which made him narrow his eyes instinctively, raising his vigilance.

This is!People from the Night Hunter Squad!Shouldn't they go out to perform tasks?Why are you here?
But after feeling it carefully, the feeling these people give me is completely different from the feeling my brother gives me.

These people are completely bloody, killing, and evil.

Thinking of this, Song Ke took another step to the side, put his body in front of An Xiaomian, and looked at the three of them warily.

It was the members of the Night Hunters team who came. It is said that those who can join the Night Hunters organization are all powerful people who control the "Forbidden Power". Humans relied on them to disperse the disaster, establish the Talos Federation, and restore human domination.

Therefore, in today's world, this type of people is regarded as the "savior" and enjoys all the honors. Except for the necessary tasks, as long as they don't kill people or cause chaos, they can enjoy themselves freely under the jurisdiction of the federal government.

Perhaps because of Song Ke's vigilant gaze, one of the three stopped on purpose when they passed him.

"Boy, do you know us?" The bald man with the weird tattoo on his face leaned forward slightly and asked in a deep voice.

An Xiaomian hid behind Song Ke, raised her head and looked at the three of them timidly, and found the other party's malicious face, and hurriedly buried her face in Song Ke's clothes.

Sensing An Xiaomian's nervousness and fear, Song Ke replied calmly:
"do not know."

Another man with needle-like black hair and a strange tattoo on his arm stared at him viciously and said:

"I don't know? I don't know what are you staring at us? Why, can't we fight?"

As he spoke, he swung the big ax in his hand, carried it on his shoulder, and raised his face in a gesture of showing off.

What kind of shit logic is this?Song Ke slandered, and just as he was about to refute, he suddenly remembered something, restrained the impulse in his heart, and said calmly:
"You and I are walking opposite each other, so it should be normal to look at you?"

He originally wanted to add: You are dressed so differently, it's hard not to attract attention, okay?

Just after he finished speaking, the handsome man with flowing golden hair and a handsome face tilted his head slightly, and said coldly in jerky Chinese:

"Huh? My message from your emotions: you're not afraid of us?"

... Ling Yaojie tried to keep smiling, and wanted to say: You are not phagocytosis, why should I be afraid?But in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, just smile and say:
"Why be afraid?"

After finishing speaking, the other two looked at each other and suddenly laughed:

"Hahaha, did you hear that, Flagg, this kid is not afraid of you, hahaha."

Old Dai is right, these night hunters have brain problems!Song Ke frowned slightly, and cursed silently in his heart.

The man named Flagg frowned slightly, turned around and moved the silver saber at his waist, the laughter of the two stopped abruptly, and they took a step back resentfully.

After exhaling, Ling Yaojie felt that there was no need to talk too much with the other party, so he pulled An Xiaomian around and walked out.

One after the other, the body was exposed, and An Xiaomian's peerless appearance was unobstructed, and the long, slender white legs appeared in the eyes of the three of them.

"Wait a minute." Flagg rolled his eyes and said coldly.

Song Ke's body tightened, and he was just about to run away when he suddenly felt that the air around him was getting weirder and weirder, as if it was filled with viscous liquid, and the resistance was abnormal.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind blew past, and Flagg suddenly appeared in front of him without warning, with his hands behind his back, looking down at Ling Yaojie in a condescending posture.

"What else do you need?" Song Ke narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to restrain his emotions.

But the calmer he was, the more interested Flagg was. Ordinary people would have avoided him if they saw him, even if they didn't kneel down and beg for mercy. It was hard to face him calmly like Song Ke.

In the distance, Pan Sen realized that something was wrong, and planned to step forward to persuade him, but seeing the man's almost "teleportation" perverted moves and exaggerated physique, he quickly dismissed the idea and just sneaked into the back hall to seek Davis for help.

For a while, the few customers who were originally drinking all hid aside and watched secretly.

"Fuck! Captain, this chick is so fucking upright! If this is done, wouldn't it be more comfortable than drinking?" The bald tattooed man swallowed, his eyes kept wandering on An Xiaomian's body, as if he saw the delicious delicious food.

The other coughed and arched his body with his arms.

Listening to the malicious words of the bald tattooed man, Song Ke's eyes suddenly became sharp.He straightened up and stared at Flagg in front of him, looking at him coldly like a poisonous snake, without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)