Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

Jingle Bell……

"Hey! Good afternoon, everyone!"

Just when Ichito was surrounded by a group of muscular men, the bell rang again, indicating the arrival of guests. At the same time, Jiraiya's voice, which was louder and more heroic than a sailor's, also rang out.

I saw Ichito in dishevel at a glance. If Jiraiya had come in a little later in the evening, Ichito's fate would have been even more miserable than Wei's.

(Brother Jie, don’t do that~)

Jiraiya's appearance naturally attracted everyone's attention. They all looked at the door with strange eyes. It was rare for a new customer to come to this bar.

I never thought that fools could come one after another?

"Haha! Just now a young and tender-skinned guy came, and now here comes an old and tender-skinned guy! Haha! I like to taste the old ones! They have a more charming taste! No one is going to snatch this from me, right?"

The big man who was very close to the door made a teasing remark.

However, Jiraiya is not a fool like Ito after all. Although he doesn't understand Longyang in this aspect, he doesn't find it too strange.

After all, human physiological desires must be properly relieved, and sailors on the sea are a group of overly masculine men.

But the journey on the sea is too lonely... When human desires accumulate to a certain level, let alone being a human.

Creatures such as camels, cattle, sheep, and horses are common, and even some extremely perverted races target lizards, porcupines...creatures that are unimaginable.

Although Jiraiya was a little surprised, he was not overwhelmed by the mental blow. He grabbed the rude man's head and smashed it on the wine bowl in a domineering manner.

This action did not cause dissatisfaction among the crowd. Instead, they shouted excitedly: "Wow! This old tender skin is really strong! I like it!"

At the same time, another strong man handed Jiraiya a large bottle of wine, just like Hagrid who had tricked him into drinking a bucket of wine before.

"Hey, you old fool. Are you here to save my grandson? If you can drink more than me, we will let your grandson go. Otherwise..."

Before Hagrid could finish his words, Jiraiya took the bottle with one hand at lightning speed, pinched the man's nose with the other hand, and poured the wine into Hagrid's mouth.

Jiraiya, who has been hanging out in various bars for many years and has saved many young girls who have never experienced the world, knows very well how dangerous such places where all kinds of people gather are.

When a girl comes to a bar, she should try to go with a companion, preferably a male friend she can trust. As for this, Jiraiya couldn't bring Hashirama in now.

If they let this stubborn guy like Hashirama in, he wouldn't be able to take anyone away. The bar would be gone in an instant, and they would have completely offended the local dignitaries. What else could they take to Inazuma?

In addition, young girls need to dress appropriately when entering a bar, so as not to attract too many flies, and try to choose a seat in a brightly lit and crowded place.

Of course, all of this was meaningless to Jiraiya's current situation. The entire bar was filled with a pack of hungry wolves, and he was the only sheep in their eyes.

There is no point in covering up or hiding.

But Jiraiya is not some little girl who needs protection. He is more manly than any other man, the hero Jiraiya!

The only thing he needs to worry about now is not to drink from the glass handed to him by others and to keep the glass out of his sight. This is also a despicable method often used by many lustful people.

When the girl wasn't paying attention, he secretly put drugs into the cup.

Even though Jiraiya's poison resistance makes him immune to almost all toxins in the world, he would not easily take the risk.

Sure enough, Hagrid, who had been fed a large bottle of wine by himself, immediately fainted with foam at the mouth, obviously having been fed a large amount of drugs.

"Hahaha! That old guy Hagrid has been using these little tricks all day long, and finally he got caught!" The crowd in the tavern became even more cheerful.

Jiraiya ignored all of this, strode to the bar, slapped the old counter and shouted, "Bartender, bring me your strongest liquor!"

Now there is only one thing Jiraiya needs to do, and that is to tell everyone present who is the real man!

The bartender felt heartbroken when he saw Jiraiya smash the thick counter into pieces with one slap.

But he didn't say much, and quickly took down several bottles of high-risk liquor with an alcohol content of over 60 degrees from the wine rack!

"Do what you can." The bartender kindly reminded Jiraiya and used a lighter to light the liquor in the bowl, as if using the light blue flame to remind Jiraiya how strong the liquor was.

But Jiraiya was never one to listen to advice, so he held the wine bowl which was still on fire and swallowed it down in big gulps without any hesitation.

Are you kidding? How could a man who plays with fire escape techniques and spits oil and fire all day long care about such things?

"Hahaha! Good! Man! I, the sea monster Otari, like it!" A giant man over two meters tall, weighing more than 500 pounds, with an untidy beard and chest hair, sat down next to Jiraiya.

Probably to show off his strength, he crushed the ceramic cup in his palm. Such wrist strength is truly shocking.

As if that was not enough, the guy simply threw the crumbs into his mouth and chewed them, then lit the remaining liquor and poured it into his mouth.

He did not let a single drop of the liquor leak out of the bowl. If any of it leaked out, his chest hair, which was big enough to tie a braid, would be burned.

These guys are really good at fighting! At least they are really ruthless to themselves.

The man who called himself Otari waved his giant hand after performing all this, and the crowd immediately understood and shouted, "Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Otari put his face directly in front of Jiraiya and blew on his face twice provocatively.

Jiraiya naturally understood immediately. This was a game that this group of reckless men often played - a slapping competition, where each person slapped the opponent to see who would fail first.

These people are really brave. They saw with their own eyes that I smashed the counter with a slap, but they still dared to play this game with me.

Jiraiya smiled, patted Otari's cheek twice in a very mocking and almost caressing manner, and said, "You should go first. I'm afraid that if I make a move, you won't have a chance to make a move."

As soon as these words came out, Otari immediately bared his huge teeth, and his two apple-like eyes widened. He swung his huge arm with a circumference of more than 110 cm into a semicircle and slapped Jiraiya in the face without any hesitation.

It is no exaggeration to say that the wind from that palm is enough to overwhelm ordinary people. This slap can even smash people to pieces!

Jiraiya received such a slap hard.

"Hey, you didn't eat? I know a little girl who is stronger than you when she's acting like a spoiled brat!"

Jiraiya spat out a little bit of blood, probably from bleeding gums. Under Otari's stunned gaze, Jiraiya's pupils suddenly turned sideways!

Jiraiya then leaped up and swung his arm in a semicircle as well.

"This slap will hurt! Bear with it!"