Dimensional Invasion Of Doomsday

After sitting on the seat next to Tom, a fiery beauty in a maid outfit came to Qin Han's side, took out a menu and said to him.

"Guest, this is your first time visiting Old Sam's House."

Qin Han looked at this young and lovely blond girl who looked slightly inferior to the dancing girl on the stage, and smiled slightly.

"Well? Why are you so sure?"

"Of course, because I have an impression of most of the professionals in Macor Town, but I have never seen you."

The girl said with some pride that she was very confident in her memory.

"Hi! Mary, this is Qin Han, Big Brother Qin. He is an amazing professional. If he hadn't acted this time, I'm afraid I would have died in the wilderness.

At this time, the dancer Doris on the stage had finished her dance and walked off the stage, and Tom also recovered from his obsession. When he heard the girl Mary's question, he answered first.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Mary looked at Qin Han's appearance, and didn't feel his strength at all. He neither had an intimidating aura nor an eye-catching strong body. Such professionals can be said to be caught in a large number in the small town of Marcol. , is really not worth mentioning. So she didn't believe Tom's exaggerated description.

"What kind of tone are you talking about? Let me tell you, Brother Qin is a powerful professional who instantly killed five wilderness bandits. I am afraid that there is no one in this town who is his counterpart."

Tom's voice was a bit loud when he said this, so most of the professionals in the tavern turned their heads to look at him with a trace of displeasure on their faces. Anyone is stronger, do you feel that we are all made of paper?

Almost all professionals put their provocative eyes on Qin Han.

Just because this thin oriental man can instantly kill five wilderness bandits? How dare you believe your nonsense.

Obviously, few people believed Tom's words, and there were still a lot of thorns ready to take Qin Han's knife to let him know that the small town of Macle is not a place where all outsiders can come here to dominate.

What a hassle.

Feeling the hostility coming from all directions, Qin Han shook his head. He knew that Tom didn't intentionally attract hatred for himself, but what he said was no different from releasing his taunting skills.

At this time, a burly man dressed in cowboy stood up from his seat and walked towards Qin Han's seat. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand, and his brown plaid shirt was rolled up to the elbow, revealing his long hair. Thick arms covered with black hair.

Sitting on the opposite side of Qin Han, this (bddd) cowboy put one hand on the back of the chair, raised the wine bottle with the other hand and took a sip of wine, and then gave a sip to Qin with drunken eyes Han said.

"Outsider, let me tell you that not everyone in Markel Town can talk about things here. Although I don't know how you killed the five wilderness bandits, don't think that you can hide it from Tom if you can hide it. I, Billy, today I will let you know what is truly strong."

Seeing Billy's behavior, all the professionals in the tavern started booing one after another, some screamed, whistled, and hissed.

"Oh, look, drunk Billy is going to kick the alien kid's ass. 17"

"Haha, I hope this oriental man with thin skin and tender flesh won't be beaten to call daddy, that would be too boring."

"Not necessarily. You must know that Billy the Drunkard can knock down a wilderness buffalo with his bare hands. Isn't it easy to deal with such a thin boy?"

"Come on, Billy, I'll bet you 10 evolution points to win!"

"I gave 50 evolution points and bet on Billy to win.

"You're too cunning. If you all bet on Billy to win, who else can be the banker?"

"That's right, hahaha, Billy hasten to teach this kid a lesson, we're still waiting to drink."

Hearing the booing from everyone in the tavern, Billy rubbed his red nose, and was just about to say something, but his next words were trampled back by an ever-bigger sole of his foot.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and a deep trace appeared in front of Qin Han. This trace extended from in front of him to the wall of the tavern, and there was also a trace outside a large transparent hole in the wall. , this trace extends all the way to the thick stone wall on the opposite side, and there is already a big depression on the cloth wall at this time.

The alcoholic Billy, who was still invincible just now, had his entire face sunk into a big footprint, while his body limply sank into the wall, turning into an abstract mural.

Looking at his miserable appearance, one could tell that this guy was probably in danger at this time, but at this moment, a faint voice came from the ears of everyone in the tavern.

"Please don't sit near me without my permission, except for beautiful women, of course."

Qin Han looked at the hands of the only few people in the tavern with unchanged faces. The dancer named Doris took off the cowboy hat on her head and nodded slightly to her, and this beautiful flame-like dancer also Standing up and lifting the hem of her skirt, she bowed to Qin Han.

This action allowed Qin Han to see the white and tender beauty of her chest clearly, and Qin Han also saw the dancer winking slightly at him after straightening up

I already knew what this woman was thinking in my heart.

"Hey, goblin!"

Putting the hat back and pressing it back, Qin Han put his hands on the back of the chair, looked at the professionals in the lobby with weapons raised at him with disdain, and smiled coldly.

"What? If you can't fight alone, you need to fight in groups? But, I hate people pointing weapons at me the most."

Just when Qin Han stretched his fingers and prepared to kill, a gunshot caught everyone's attention.

"Stop it! What do you bastards look like!"

At this time, at the bar counter, an old man with a wide body, a fat body and a big white beard, who looked a little like Santa Claus, was holding a desert eagle with a dull golden flashing in his hand, and asked all the professionals in the tavern shouted.

"Provocative provocation skills are not as good as human beings, and you deserve to be killed. Have you bunch of trash forgotten the glory of Texans?"

Then the old man turned around and gave Qin Han a thumbs up.

"Amazing power, it looks like you really saved Tom's life, I thank you on behalf of his dead father.

Shrugging his shoulders, Qin Han said that it doesn't matter. It seems that this old man should be a somewhat famous existence in this town. After he scolded these professionals, each of them put down their weapons one by one, and bowed to Qin Hei. He bowed and apologized.

"I'm sorry, we are wrong, please forgive me."

Grinning, Qin Han stomped one foot on the ground, and the vibrating force bounced a table beside him in front of him. Putting his arms on the table, Qin Han looked at a group of inexplicable Texas strong men, Open your mouth and say.

"I heard that you like to use arm wrestling to show your strength. How about this? As long as one of you can make my arm bend by a centimeter, then what happened this time is my fault, and I can pay any price, how about it? Dare to play ?".