In the far west of Nanzhou, the area that the moist airflow from the Sicilian Sea can reach, a certain city left over from the old era is now a trading city, Cody City, built with the branch of the Farian Group under the darknet organization as the core.

It serves as a gray trading hub to the west of Nanzhou. At the same time, it is also a gathering place for killers and mercenaries from all walks of life.

The darknet organization is the largest neutral organization on Hailan Star. Therefore, Cody City welcomes any organization or force, and has more or less interests involved with every major force, so no one will easily provoke it.

The sky was gray, with dense clouds, and light raindrops were dripping on the yellow sand on the ground. The trajectory of the raindrops was clearly visible in the field of vision.

"Tap tap tap." Walking on a street with an architectural style left over from the old era, a man wrapped in a black hooded raincoat opened the somewhat old waist door of the bar with a creaking sound and walked into the bar.

Among them, the burly figure and cold temperament quickly attracted the attention of people in the bar.

Feeling that the breath deliberately released by the visitor was as cold and bottomless as a poisonous pool, all the superpowers present subconsciously held their breath, and the bar became quiet for a moment.

The sad sound of rain could be heard clearly, and under the dim light, the environment in the bar seemed particularly quiet.

"Da da..." The rainwater on the man's raincoat slid down the folds and collected on the wooden boards on the ground.

The man slowly took off his raincoat. A young man dressed as a waiter observed his words, stepped forward to greet him, took the raincoat respectfully, and hung it on a hanger near the door of the bar.

The leader of the sprouts appeared in front of everyone wearing a long black trench coat. He wore a pair of sandpaper-surfaced black gloves on his hands and an ordinary black mask on his head.

"Sir, do you have any instructions?" The waiter with E-level strength from before put his left hand on the upper side of his waist and his right hand behind his back, bowed and asked respectfully.

"A cup of singing." The man in black, the leader of Germination, replied in a hoarse and rich voice.

The waiter's expression remained unchanged, and he extended his right hand to guide the bar, "Sir, please take a seat."

"No, let this gentleman come to the private room." The bar owner, who had been watching, said solemnly, "I'm treating you. I wonder if you can honor me?"

Leader Bu Ya turned his attention to the man behind the bar who had his hair combed meticulously. His hair was half white, but his actual age was about the same as Leader Bu Ya. A smile appeared on the corner of Leader Bu Ya's mask, "Okay."

The bar owner looked calm. He led the stairs to the second floor with one hand and said in a calm tone: "Inside, VIP room 205, please."

The budding leader didn't care about the fearful or probing gazes gathered on him. He walked up the stairs and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

The bar owner straightened his clothes and walked up to the second floor of the bar.

Ten seconds after the bar owner left, a relieved sigh sounded in the bar, and the depressing atmosphere was relieved.

A woman with a poisonous scorpion tattooed on her forehead patted her chest and said with lingering fear: "It's really scary. At least he is one of the top five killers on the dark web."

"Which unlucky guy has offended the big financial group again?" A fat man said, picking up the wooden wine glass on the table and drinking it in one gulp to relieve the unsatisfactory feeling in his heart.

"Maybe it's the one from the Germination Organization?" A man said tentatively, his smile a little stiff.

Most of the people in the bar looked confused, but several high-level superpowers looked at each other in tacit understanding, and they all read the same message in each other's eyes - couldn't they?

The atmosphere was strangely quiet for a moment.

"Ahem." The man who first proposed stood up and said, "Everyone, I'm feeling a little unwell, so I'll excuse you now."

After that, he left quickly, not paying any attention to the drizzle outside.

"A place of right and wrong." After the man left, a cold-faced woman in black picked up the two-meter-long black wooden box on her back, picked up the umbrella by the bar door, and walked out of the bar.

"Ahem, let me remind you that there was a large-scale purge in the middle of the Somar Desert recently." The mercenary who spoke dressed up as a man said this and also left the bar.

The remaining mercenaries, killers and members of the local forces looked at each other a few times, nodded in unison, and reached a tacit understanding.

A few minutes later, the people in the bar left the table, leaving only the slight creaking sound of the bar's waist door swinging, echoing in the silence along with the sad sound of rain.

The only waiter in the bar paused for a moment. He silently took out the handkerchief from his breast pocket and began to wipe the dirt on the Germinal Leader's raincoat.

If you can't run away, then become a licking dog.

…

"German Luodi, the most popular cocktail of Golan in the old days, is now known to very few people, and even fewer people know how to make it." The bar owner skillfully mixed several different colored liquors and auxiliary materials into the cocktail shake.

In the pot.

"The type and quantity of wine and condiments are correct, but I remember that there should be three cubes of ice." Leader Germination said solemnly, observing the actions of the bar owner.

The bar owner capped the cocktail shaker, lifted it up and continued to shake it. He said: "Gelan is divided into two major areas, the oasis area and the desert area. Long-term environmental differences have led to different living habits of people in various places. Geman fell."

Naturally, there are two ways to make cocktails.”

"The Gomanluodi cocktail originated in the oasis area. After it became popular in the oasis area, it became popular throughout Golan. Since the water in the desert area has a higher normal temperature, the local Golan people in order to maintain the original flavor of Gomanluodi to the greatest extent.

, the Gormanrodi cocktail that was originally supposed to be chilled with two cubes of ice was changed to three cubes of ice.”

"Later, the Golan people in the desert discovered that adding the extract of the desert treasure, namely the cactus extract of the emerald variety, to the Gomanlodi cocktail could increase its flavor, so there was another Gomanrodi cocktail.

.”

The bar owner put the shaker back on the table and said, "I did not add emeralds to this glass."

"It's been too long, but I can't remember clearly." Leader Germination said in an inexplicable tone. He looked at the faint cold air spreading from the bar owner's hands, and a thin layer of frost mist was shaking the wine pot.

The outer layer condensed, and his eyes under the mask narrowed slightly, "Is this kind of precise control over superpowers worthy of the former member of Oudifen's most elite agent team with the title of [Arctic Cold]?"

The bar owner, Ji Han, did not answer directly. He poured the prepared cocktail into the prepared goblet. He stood up, took out a key, went to the drawer in the corner of the room, squatted down and opened the middle floor.

drawer, took out a beautiful wooden box, returned to the table, opened the wooden box, took out a light blue dried fruit, put it into a goblet, and inserted a piece of green and black skin on the edge of the wine glass.

Pulp plant.

"Whether you are a man or a bartender, it is unwise to give up something you recognize midway, so since I have done it, I must complete it." Jihan said calmly.

The tone said.

He put his hand wearing sterilized white gloves on the base of the wine glass and asked: "Sir, this glass is wrong. Do you want to change it?"

"No."

Ji Han pushed the wine glass flat in front of Leader Germination, stretched out his hand and said: "Please."

"Kacha." Leader Germination removed the black mask from his chin, picked up the stem of the long cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

His body trembled slightly, and he silently took the wine glass away. He stared at the intoxicating liquid in the glass and let it swirl around his fingertips. He seemed to be immersed in some kind of memory in the silence.

The atmosphere became silent for a moment, and both parties tacitly agreed not to speak.

"Your Excellency, were you from Gelan?" Jihan asked, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

"The wine may still taste like Gelan did back then, but Gelan is no longer there, and people are no longer the same people as they were back then." Leader Geran said in a dull voice, without answering directly, but the meaning was self-evident.

"So, did you choose the path of revenge against the Six Nations? Leader of the Germination Organization."

Raising his head, Leader Germination glanced at Jihan who was on guard, and instead of answering, he asked, "Are you keeping guard here to protect that woman?"

Jihan shook his head and said calmly: "No, I just want to stay here, watch her reach the last moment of her life, and then find a place for her."

"Then what?" Leader Germination asked.

A faint smile appeared on Jihan's face, "It's not important. Why, do you want to kill me first?"

Leader Germination looked at Ji Han for a moment. His tense muscles relaxed and he said, "I have no interest in killing a dead person."

He drank the first drink of Ge Manluo in his hand and put the wine glass back on the table. In the original work, Jihan did not appear at the end, so Jihan's plan was already obvious.

"Kacha." He put on the lower half of the mask, stood up and left the box.

"Leader Germination, you are not a person blinded by hatred, so what exactly is your philosophy?" Leader Germination suddenly asked when he passed by the extreme cold.

Leader Germination paused for a moment and said, "This has nothing to do with you."

Ji Han smiled and said: "I will live until that day. I suddenly want to see what kind of new era you will create."

Leader Germination remained silent. He opened the door, walked into the long corridor on the second floor, and returned to the downstairs of the bar. There was no one in the bar.

"Sir, your raincoat." Seeing Leader Mengya walking down from the second floor, the bartender handed over the raincoat diligently.

Leader Bu Ya took the raincoat and opened the waist door of the bar. The waiter behind him let out a long sigh of relief.

Leader Germination walked outside the bar, stepped on the moist sand, breathed in the faint smell of moisture and dust in the air, and looked up at the sky. The sun's light spots had begun to tear through the thick clouds.

"I never stand for justice, I just want to completely destroy the things that disgust me and exclude them forever." Leader Germination's eyes were sinister and decisive.

The extreme cold was an uncertain factor in this operation. Even Leader Germination was not confident of facing two C-level superpowers at the same time. Therefore, his original plan was to eliminate the hidden danger of extreme cold.

But, now, this threat can be ignored.
Chapter completed!