In the suburbs of Huttonmar, this restaurant called "Taibai Literature" has guests coming and going.

That day, four dusty guests came to the store.

After receiving a lot of tips, the waiter led the group to the top elegant seat.

After Yang Jian and others sat down, they looked around and saw that the walls were full of poems by literati, poets and celebrities.

Hans and Feng read with relish, but Yang Jian's thief eyes stared at a pair of white thighs not far away.

"Tsk tsk", Hans lamented that the quatrain was neatly written, neatly parallel and endless charm.

"Tsk tsk", Yang Jian lamented that these jade legs were so ingenious, exquisite and translucent, and endless charm.

At this time, Yang Jian's gaze was blocked by a pair of rough legs, and he felt extremely disappointed.

"Girl", the owner of the hairy legs spoke, "Are you interested in having a drink with me?"

The green onion legs swayed temptingly, and Yang Jian widened his eyes.

"Bang", the sound of an egg shattering, accompanied by a gunshot, the owner of the hairy legs, the black man fell to the ground.

Suddenly, all the eyes around him were attracted.

"The person who dares to disturb my lady's drinking" saw a fashionable beauty, holding a small glass of red wine with her slender fingers and holding a small pistol still smoking in her other hand.

"Huh!" Everyone took a breath of air conditioning.

"That's the end!" The beauty stood up and shouted softly, and everyone could see clearly her mini miniskirt.

"Are there any real men among you?" The beauty gently put down her wine glass, her arrogant look on her face, which attracted a lot of discussion.

"If you can defeat me, the little woman will accompany him for one night, no matter what he asks to do!" The beauty put the gun on the table.

This action has attracted countless people to cheer.

"Where are the Warriors? Where are the Warriors?" everyone shouted, "Who can capture the heart of this beauty!"

"Miss, please give me some advice. I am wandering with the gunman Jimmy." A handsome middle-aged man in a gentleman's uniform walked out of the crowd without any haste, with a pair of hawkish eyes staring at the beauty like a lamb.

I saw him holding a small pistol that wiped Cheng Liang in his hand, and the calluses on his other hand were thick, and he was obviously an expert in using guns.

"Please give me some advice, little girl Kelly." The beauty smiled sweetly, without fear of the man's eyes.

"This old man is chasing Seriya and can't catch up, so he ran here to pick up girls again," Yang Jian muttered in his heart.

"Feng", Yang Jian patted Feng on the shoulder and said, "Snatch the opportunity."

Feng was silent.

"Breaking...Headshot Jimmy, the God of Death", someone exclaimed in the crowd, as if it took a long time to recall this word that was silent in the years.

"There are only two kinds of people who know my name," Jimmy glanced around with cold eyes, "One is a dead person, the other is a fan."

He took off his hat and paid tribute in a casual manner, and this action caused a scream from the female fans around him.

"Kelly, the god of the heavenly gun, has been heard of for a long time." Jimmy turned his head and continued to stare at Kelly's beautiful eyes.

"I want to know if you are as magical as the legendary one." Kelly gently brushed her hair, causing a burst of love to scream from the male fans.

Everyone in the audience was waiting and seeing this unprecedented competition, and only one person didn't look here.

Feng put his hands in his pockets and stared at a painting on the wall with interest.

This poem is said to be a poem left by a genius known as the spear demon back then:

One end of ten steps, and one journey is not allowed to travel thousands of miles.

After the matter, I left with my clothes and hid my name.
Chapter completed!