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Chapter 1200: Taboo

This beachfront town is Pascal’s hometown.

Although the area is not too large, the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs. It has all kinds of entertainment facilities and places to visit.

So, we easily found a bar that was quite popular in the local area.

After entering, the bartender wearing a group of plaid shirts with bare chest and belly exposed waved to us, saying in a sip of not very fluent English: "Hey, you are travelers who just came here, come and dance casually, what do you want to drink?"

"whisky."

“Arrival now.”

The bartender bent over happily and reached into the counter. While pouring wine for us, he said, "By the way, it is really rare for passengers like you to combine..." This sentence is a chatterbox and is quite uttered.

But this is exactly what I want. After all, I can't ask for information from a can of silence, right?

"I want to ask you something."

I sat in front of the bar, leaned forward a little, smiled and said softly: "The manor near the northernmost part of the town, near the edge..." Before I could finish speaking, I suddenly noticed a subtle change in the atmosphere around me.

In front of me, inside the bar.

The bartender's smile froze on his face, and his posture of pouring wine seemed to be frozen at this moment. He looked up at me mechanically, and even the wine in his hand was overflowing without feeling.

The other drinking people sitting in the bar also stopped at this moment.

But unlike this bartender, the other people's eyes looked at me more or less, and there was a little bit of fear.

"Where is the wine?"

No. 7 and several other team members were not fools. Of course, they also noticed the changes in the atmosphere present, but they didn't care much about it.

Especially No. 7, he took out a stack of US dollars from his pocket and threw it in front of the bartender.

"Please send my whiskey to me, right away!"

"Hey, OK!"

After No. 7 finished speaking in a rough voice, Kubo came to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and quickly poured wine.

then.

The rushing footsteps sounded behind us. When we turned our heads and saw that those who were originally drinking in the bar were now walking quickly as if they were going to take refuge.

It's really interesting.

I raised my eyebrows and was unmoved.

Just now, I just mentioned the manor in the north of the city, but the reactions of these people are really too strange, right?

A few minutes later, the explosive DJ was still ringing.

But the atmosphere in the bar was extremely cold. The bartender who served us was like a sticky body, staying in front of us, resting and resting.

"Bang!"

As time passed by minute by minute, my patience was exhausted bit by bit. After feeling that it was almost done, I took out two thick stacks of US dollars and put them in front of the bartender.

Thanks to strong economic capabilities.

U.S. dollar bills can basically be called a hard-core currency that is common all over the world.

"You are..." Money can make the devil push the grind, especially for ordinary people, money is the goal they strive for throughout their lives.

These two stacks of US dollars are only about 100,000 yuan.

But in an economically underdeveloped place like South Africa, more than 100,000 yuan may be equivalent to the lifelong income of a family of three.

It would be fake to say that he was not moved by such a large sum of money.

"You just have to tell me everything about the manor in the north of the city, and then, these U.S. dollars are all yours."

I finished speaking calmly, picked up the whiskey and took a sip.

"No, no..." But what surprised me was that such a huge sum of money was placed in front of me, and the bartender actually refused to get it.

Awesome! Could it be that he is a person who regards money as dirt?

I don't believe it, because I clearly saw greed in his eyes.

That is a pure and basic desire of human nature.

But what exactly made him so shirk about which manor?

"As long as you speak, these can be yours."

I shrugged extremely easily and took out more than 100,000 US dollars.

If money can make the devil push the mill, but if the devil doesn’t push the mill, it proves that the interests are not enough. In the face of sufficient interests, I believe that he will be able to show his tools.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhh..." It was obvious that I was so excited that I was about to get the huge sum of money.

He stared at the US dollar bills on the table with his eyes fixed on his face, his lips began to dry out, and he couldn't wait to take the bills into his arms, but his expression was still a little entangled.

"All right!"

Finally, after a moment of struggle, he chose to compromise.

He was afraid that someone would rob him, so he took all my money into his arms, looked left and right, and confirmed that there was no one except us, then he said carefully: "That manor has been around twenty years since its establishment."

"The ones who lived there were originally a family of four, but unfortunately, three of the four in the family of four were monsters! They were not human at all!"

"Why aren't you human?"

Driven by curiosity, I couldn't help asking.

"The father is a monster as strong as a bull, and his daughter is a blind monster with a voice that can confuse people. The youngest son's abdomen is actually covered with fish gills!"

Halfway through this, the bartender's whole mood became excited, as if he had seen it with his own eyes: "You may not believe it, but most people in this town have seen it all."

"Fortunately, the couple died in a car accident a few years ago, and the little boy was also taken away by human traffickers, and the daughter was taken in by kind Catholics."

Being taken in.

The bartender said so much, but in the true sense, there is only one sentence that interests me.

“Where is she now?

Are you still alive?”

I asked hurriedly.

"Of course we are alive! Although the people in the town don't like their family, their family has never done anything to hurt us, so there is no need for us to kill them all."

The bartender shrugged and then pulled me to the outside of the bar to stop the bell tower two streets, "Did you see it? There is a cross on the top of the bell tower, and there is the church. The female monster you mentioned is here to be purified by God in the church."

It's just a trick of quarrel and fooling people.
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