In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

"Householder, do you want to go out?"

Shuangshou saw Mo Chen and Rosemary who were about to go out, and immediately stood up and walked over to ask.

Mo Chen nodded: "I plan to go to the gathering place for a walk. You can just stay here and continue to rest. Rosemary will protect my safety, so there is no need to worry."

Owen said: "Understood, we will stay here and wait for you and Ms. Rosemary to come back."

Putting on a black cloak and pushing open the door of the VIP box, Mo Chen immediately saw the Daisy girl waiting at the door of the box.

She was already drowsy when she saw Mo Chen and Rosemary pushing the door open. She immediately cheered up and smiled:

"Mr. VIP, Madam VIP, do you have any needs?"

The thinly dressed receptionist didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all, and she kept waiting like this. If the VIPs in the box were in need, she would be able to provide services as soon as possible.

"No, I don't have any needs. I just want to go out for a walk."

Mo Chen shook his head and rejected the Daisy girl's kindness.

Looking at her humble appearance, Mo Chen hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Won't you feel cold like this?"

"You are joking, it's all for the sake of living, isn't it? Mr. Moro's tavern is the only place in the gathering place that will give a wanderer like me a way out."

Girl Daisy smiled. For her, being able to be a receptionist in a tavern was already much more successful than many wanderers in the gathering place.

"So that's what it is..."

Mo Chen felt a little depressed. He took out a World Point Coupon from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

"Mr. VIP, what are you..."

"Tip it, take it, you deserve it."

"Thank you for your generosity, and may the Lord of the Burning Sun bless you!"

With a look of surprise on her face, Miss Daisy carefully took the World Point Voucher from Mo Chen and stuffed it into her arms, and then continued to guard the door of the VIP box.

Mo Chen sighed lightly, turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Rosemary, who was following Mo Chen, asked in a low voice: "Are you in a bad mood?"

"Well, I feel a little uncomfortable when I think that many people in the gathering place are like this, even worse off than that Daisy girl."

Mo Chen said slowly, as if mocking himself:

"Perhaps, I still retain the so-called compassion. Really, in this cruel world that eats people without spitting out their bones, I should be more ruthless."

"Householder, have you ever thought that your kindness and compassion are the reasons why the spiritual warriors are willing to follow you, right?"

Rosemary smiled and gave Mo Chen some guidance.

"Yes, you are right, dear Rosemary."

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled sheepishly.

At this moment, the two people who walked down witnessed another good show with their own eyes.

A drunken homeless man seemed to have drunk too much and actually acted drunkenly in public.

"Hey, little beauty, you are quite handsome. Come here and play with me."

He suddenly grabbed a passing reception girl, and when she screamed, he reached out and touched the girl's face.

The other wanderers in the tavern didn't stop him either, they all looked like they were watching the show.

A few of them were cheering and making noises nearby, and they were really drunk.

Seeing this scene that was comparable to a farce, Mo Chen snorted coldly: "Sure enough, you shouldn't have any good ideas about these wanderers."

Rosemary also looked disgusted, turned to Mo Chen and asked for instructions: "You can't stand this kind of scene, do you need me to take action?"

"No, someone has already taken action, look."

Mo Chen pointed at the counter, and the fire dragon grass sitting there had disappeared.

No one could clearly see how fast Moro was. They only knew that the next second, the whole place fell silent.

They watched blankly as the drunken wanderer was grabbed by the collar by a ferocious dragon claw, and then lifted into the air by the tall man.

The pair of dragon wings of the Fire Dragon Grass have been spread out and are constantly flapping, which is also the driving force to support his flight.

Moro's vertical pupils became extremely cold at this moment. His whole body exuded the color of crimson spiritual power, and a heat wave instantly swept through the entire tavern hall.

"Who gave you the courage to molest my employees in my tavern? Have you forgotten the rules of the tavern?"

The angry and majestic voice echoed through the tavern, and the drunken wanderer suddenly woke up.

"Old...boss..."

The wanderer's voice became extremely trembling, and at such a close distance, he could clearly feel the extremely abundant spiritual power within the Fire Dragon Grass.

A proper fifth level, and the peak of the fifth level that is about to break through to the sixth level, Moro has never lied in his self-introduction to every guest.

Although this wanderer also possesses third-level spiritual power, in front of the Fire Dragon Grass, he is like the difference between a small river and a large lake.

To be able to open such a large-scale tavern alone in a homeless gathering place, it can be said that strong strength is the capital of Fire Dragon Grass.

"I'm sorry, I offended your employee. I will kneel down and kowtow to apologize for her."

The wanderer frantically begged for mercy, pointing at the receptionist who had just been molested by him on the ground, with incomparable regret in his eyes.

If he had a chance to do it again, he would never drink so much and then violate the rules of the pub.

"It's too late. You violated the rules of the tavern. You should die as an apology."

Moro's tone was extremely cold, with unquestionable authority. In the Fire Dragon Tavern, his words were the absolute rules here.

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the homeless man to the ground.

With a scream, the homeless man's body fell heavily to the ground like a broken sack.

Even though he used spiritual power to protect himself, several bones in his body were still broken.

Moro raised his head high, and then suddenly opened his mouth to the homeless man on the ground.

The other wanderers had already stayed far away, for fear of harming themselves.

Mo Chen's expression hardened. With this action, it was obvious what Fire Dragon Grass wanted to do.

The next moment, just as he expected, Moro sprayed a stream of hot dragon breath from his mouth.

The blazing flames annihilated the wanderer almost instantly, and a smell of sulfur suddenly filled the air.

"Whoever dares to act recklessly in the tavern again, this will be his fate."

Moro slowly landed on the ground, looked around, looked at the horrified expressions of the homeless people, and said coldly.

No one in the homeless gathering place dared to take the Fire Dragon Grass owner's words seriously, and no one would accuse him of what he did.

This is the only tavern in the gathering place. If you offend Moro, you won't be able to hang out in the gathering place.

"Are you OK?"

Passing by the welcoming lady, Fire Dragon Grass stopped and turned around to ask.

"It's...it's okay, Mr. Moro."

The receptionist stammered. She was also frightened by her boss's tyranny.

"Go and have a rest. I'll give you double your salary today."

After giving a casual instruction, Moro sat back behind the counter, as if nothing happened just now.

The wanderers in the tavern also returned to their seats. The dominance of Fire Dragon Grass left a profound impact on those wanderers who came to the tavern for the first time.

The old patrons of the tavern naturally knew about Moro's defense, and they simply regarded it as an interesting show.

"Today's young people really don't know the heights of the world."