Survival in Uncharted: I Can Raise Reward Levels

Zhang Yang wandered around this Paradise City for a while, and found that it didn't look like a Paradise at all. Instead, there were many people with strange hairstyles and tattoos wandering around in groups on the street. Relatively normal office workers also look numb physically and mentally exhausted, walking briskly mechanically.

"Hey! Stop! Why haven't I seen you? New here?"

While observing, Zhang Yang's way forward was blocked by three strange men, one with an afro head, one with a cockscomb head, and one with a big bald head. They all had exaggerated tattoos on their arms, and on their necks There is also a large unidentified metal chain hanging on it, which is not a serious person at first glance.

"Get out of the way."

Zhang Yang didn't want to pay attention to this kind of person, so he stretched out his hand to grab and pull casually, and pushed the big bald head blocking the middle to the side road, and fell on his back.

"Dare to hit my big brother?!"

The cockscomb-headed and afro-headed boys next to him yelled when they saw the situation, their elder brother was humiliated in broad daylight, how could he still live with it?The scene must be supported by the eldest brother.

Seeing that Zhang Yang had already walked in front of them, they attacked Zhang Yang from behind. One punched Zhang Yang on the back of the head, and the other raised his foot and kicked Zhang Yang's waist.

When Zhang Yang sensed that they were attacking him, he immediately reacted. He turned around and kicked them into the road together, right on top of their bald brother who had just got up, making him let out a muffled groan, and then Lie down once.

After the three people were dealt with, Zhang Yang continued to walk leisurely on the street. He seemed to have caught the eyes of some passers-by along the way, but he didn't care. He didn't have to worry too much about this place. He wanted to leave after committing a crime. Feel free to leave at any time.

"Sir, your skill is really good... Are you interested in participating in the underground fighting competition? The prize money for the champion will satisfy you."

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes followed Zhang Yang at this time, and said to him courteously, intending to drag him to punch him.

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Zhang Yang didn't know how to fight some underground black boxing, so he directly refused, then turned around and walked into the door of a bar.

The reason why he came in was because he felt that there were a lot of people and it was very lively. He wanted to feel the charm of this paradise city, so it was a good choice to go in and have a look.

The gatekeeper at the door of this bar was a big black guy. He saw Zhang Yang coming over and didn't stop him, so he let him in smoothly. After Zhang Yang went in, he found that the inside was exactly the same as what he perceived Secondary lighting scene: colorful lights flashing to confuse people's eyes in the wide bar, a large number of men and women who don't look like good people are drinking, chatting, dancing, taking drugs and doing some unrefined things in it.

"This place is really open..."

After a few glances, Zhang Yang seemed to understand the meaning of Paradise. The men and women in the corner of the bar were completely ignorant of the influence. Own dance, own drug.

"This handsome guy, do you want me to buy you a drink?"

After observing silently for a few seconds, Zhang Yang, who looked a little different, was followed by a woman and came to strike up a conversation.

This woman seems to be less than [-] years old, with big eyes and an oval face, and her appearance is fair, but her face is heavily made up, with dark eye shadow and hair dyed, which makes her temperament appear Some flirtatious and decadent.

"Thanks, but I don't drink."

Zhang Yang didn't want to accept a drink from a strange woman, who knew what tricks followed.

"Handsome guy, it's okay not to drink. The rule of this bar is that you have to have at least one drink when you come in."

After Zhang Yang refused, the flirtatious young woman who asked him replied with a smile.

Zhang Yang didn't want to pay attention to her, and walked around her to the other side of the tavern, and soon realized that he was being followed by a few big men in suits and tattoos in the tavern.

But he didn't care. It was wishful thinking for these people to put pressure on him. He continued to wander around in this tavern, observing the microcosm of civilization in this paradise city.

"It feels like a lot of the people in this tavern are gangsters... no wonder there are so many rascals... those who do business, those who take drugs... look like they're going to belch if they don't have time to enjoy themselves... but anyway , at least here is safer than the wasteland outside..."

Zhang Yang now somewhat understands why this city dares to be called Paradise City. The good and the bad are all contrasted. Compared with the harsh environment outside, this smoky place is already considered a paradise.

After walking two more steps, Zhang Yang noticed that those strong men in suits and tattoos who were staring at him before came over and surrounded him, and then one of them flicked the cigarette in his hand, and said to him with a smile :

"Boy, you have to follow the rules when you enter our black hand bar. You must finish the three bottles of wine today, otherwise you don't want to stand up and go out."

When this man was speaking threatening words, the flirtatious young woman who had accosted Zhang Yang before also walked over beside him. This woman was holding a plate with three luxurious golden polyhedral wine bottles on it. It's kind of expensive at first glance.

The man who spoke looked at Zhang Yang with a smile, put the cigarette in his hand to his mouth and took another puff, and then spit out a cloud of smoke to Zhang Yang, who was surrounded by several tattooed men in suits, waiting to see what happened to him. Embarrassed reaction.

"Do you want me to drink? I'm really not good at it..."

Zhang Yang's expression didn't change at all, but killing intent had already risen in his heart.

Chapter 291 Loops

A small bell suddenly appeared in the palm of Zhang Yang's pocket near his trousers, he shook it lightly, and said:

"I'm not very good at drinking, you guys show me how to drink it, and you have to drink it with the bottle."

Zhang Yang used the strange bell to control these people, and then issued an order.

The three strong men in suits and tattoos surrounding him picked up a bottle of wine from the plate and stuffed it directly into their own mouths as soon as they heard what he said, and burst their mouths open. He forcefully poured the wine bottle down his fragile throat, and soon his mouth was bleeding and he rolled his eyes.

And the smoking man was no exception. Although he didn't get the wine on the plate, Zhang Yang manipulated him to snatch a longer wine bottle from the person next to him, and made him stuff it into his mouth desperately. Broke his own throat.

As for the young woman carrying the plate, Zhang Yang also didn't let her go, let her perform the act of swallowing the plate, and soon turned herself into a girl with a cleft lip.

"Strange Bell's control is too strong for ordinary people... Their instincts can't resist this kind of control..."

After manipulating these people to kill themselves, Zhang Yang pretended that nothing happened and walked to the other side of the tavern, but this matter obviously won't end like this. The other people in the tavern and the security guards all noticed the weird scene just now , cast a staring gaze and a cold gun barrel to the initiator of the incident, Zhang Yang.

"Who are you? How dare you challenge our Mafia here! I won't let you die comfortably..."

A man suspected of being the leader walked up to Zhang Yang, and after confirming that there were at least ten gun barrels pointing at the young man of unknown origin, he said to Zhang Yang with a gloomy expression.

"The thorn of the soul."

Zhang Yang didn't answer him with any words, but just cast a spell at him without warning.

The suspected leader fell to the ground instantly, accompanied by a series of gunshots around him.

The people around here who were pointing various guns at Zhang Yang couldn't suppress the urge to pull the trigger after seeing their boss suddenly fell to the ground. They just wanted to tear this weird person Zhang Yang to pieces with bullets.

However, Zhang Yang will not wait and resist their bullets, even if he has the ability.

He chose to teleport to the outside of the encirclement, and then quickly released the soul thorn to name them one by one.

The tavern, which seemed to be only depraved, suddenly fell into chaos. Gunshots, women's screams, and the sound of bullets tearing the flesh of the unlucky man complemented each other. Half of the guests in the tavern quickly ran away, and the remaining half were in chaos. Zhong held his own gun and tried to eliminate Zhang Yang, a weird person.

But this time they were doomed to end in total annihilation, and even the end came a few seconds later, and all those who intended to attack Zhang Yang were stabbed by the soul thorn and died on the spot.

"Soul Stab is really a good spell. It is very sharp for beating monsters and people."

After killing all those who attacked him in the tavern, Zhang Yang walked out of the place, walked through the door of the tavern, and returned to the street outside.

At this time, the big black man before the entrance of the tavern has disappeared, and he probably either fled or called the police.

"The police in this city should be looking for me soon... Should I continue to kill..."

At this time, Zhang Yang also found that his murderous intent was a bit heavy, and he had a tendency to ignore other people's lives. This situation made him alert and began to reflect.

"It's better not to kill randomly... make it like a pervert..."