Lan Si looked at Bing Xin with shock: "I didn't expect your marksmanship to be so powerful."

Bing Xin only knew that his marksmanship was pretty good, but he didn't know what level he was. He said casually: "Is it very powerful? I'm still afraid that I won't hit it. After all, I haven't touched a gun for ten years."

"Hey, why are your mouth so big?" Bing Xin said speechlessly to Lans.

Lins realized his loss of composure, put away his exaggerated expression, and hurriedly asked, "Do you know what level of your marksmanship is currently?"

Bing Xin shook her head: "I don't know what the specific level is, after all, I have never compared it with anyone."

"This kind of exaggerated range is only a matter of two hands in the world." Lance said in his heart.

After replying to the blue lightning in the bar, Helufu came to Bing Xin in person. Although he didn't know that the person who took action in secret was Bing Xin, Helufu saw Bing Xin's skills.

This kind of skill is already first-class in this small town of Pete.

"Brother Bingxin is good at it. I think this is how it happens. The person who watched the blue lightning scene died. You should be responsible for the blue lightning in the future." Herov said with a smile.

If you have some power, that is the best. Bing Xin agreed directly without thinking.

After returning to the Blue Lightning, Lans was the viewing scene at another bar, so naturally he had to go there. Bing Xin was bored and walked to the bar alone to sit down to see if she could find out some valuable information.

Most of the people could see Bing Xin's skills clearly. When the waiter at the bar saw Bing Xin sitting down, he hurriedly came up and asked with a smile: "What do you want to drink?"

Bing Xin was thinking about a problem when he suddenly heard someone calling him and subconsciously said: "Cola."

"Ah?" The little brother looked at Bing Xin speechlessly. How could he come to the bar to drink Coke?

After being speechless, the younger brother still poured Bing Xin a glass of Coke.

Bing Xin took the cup and drank it in one sip. He immediately felt that the taste was good. This cup of Coke had a faint fragrance, and then it was full of energy, as if it was homemade Coke.

"Hmm? It's the taste." Last time Lans handed Bing Xin a can of coke. Bing Xin thought the taste was very special and kept asking Lans what coke was, but later forgot to ask.

Bing Xin finished drinking in one breath and said to the little brother: "Give another drink."

Soon another cup of coke was handed over, and Bing Xin still drank it in one breath and asked, "What kind of coke is this? It tastes so special."

The waiter took Bing Xin's cup, poured another Coke for Bing Xin, and then pushed it to Bing Xin: "Brother Fan, are you a magician?"

"Oh?" Bing Xin put down the cup that had just been delivered to her mouth and looked at the bar waiter curiously: "I am indeed a magician, a level nine-level magician, but how did you know?"

The waiter smiled and said, "There is a special ingredient in this coke, which tastes like mint, but it only responds to the magician. If the magician drinks it, the ingredient will melt into the carbonic acid and increase the stimulation."

There is actually such a magical formula? This is the first time Bing Xin heard about it, and hurriedly asked: "Did you prepare this formula?"

The waiter shook his head: "This kind of cola should be a specialty of Pitt Town. Although I don't know when it was passed down, there is this kind of cola in almost all bars in Pitt Town. Because it tastes similar to mint, it is also called mint cola."

"Oh? This is really magical." Bing Xin picked up the cup curiously and looked at the Coke inside.

Normally, mint cannot be added to cola, because there is an ingredient in mint that can quickly decompose carbonic acid in cola, but this magical ingredient similar to mint can actually be soluble with cola, which makes Bing Xin, a cola enthusiast, very excited.

Immediately asked, "What is this ingredient called?"

The waiter took out a piece of white transparent particles from the counter and handed them to Bing Xin: "It's this kind of thing, this thing is called Bai Jing."

"Bai Jing?" Bing Xin took the Bai Jing handed over by the waiter, looked at it curiously, then put it on his mouth and licked it slightly with his tongue, and suddenly an extremely stimulating feeling surged throughout his body. Bing Xin seemed to have lost his strength in an instant.

"What a special thing, it actually made me completely lose my strength in an instant." Bing Xin sighed.

The waiter smiled and said, "You are so exaggerating. It should be your first time to come into contact with this kind of thing. This thing can make 600,000 milliliters of coke per gram. People who lick like you will feel a stimulating feeling, but they won't lose their strength."

Bing Xin stared at Bai Jing in his hand. He seemed to have remembered something. However, the current investigation of the chapter of death is important. Although he is very curious about Bai Jing, he still suppresses his curiosity. After the incident is over, he will come to investigate Bai Jing.

Bing Xin picked up the cup of Coke, drank it all in one sip, put down the cup, and asked, "Do you often fight with the Wall gang?"

As soon as he heard the words "Wal gangster", the waiter looked angry: "Wal gangsters often come to smash the ground recently, and several of my brothers have died at the hands of Wall gangsters."

"Oh! You often fight like this, will the corpses be difficult to deal with? There are dozens of corpses today." Bing Xin asked casually.

The waiter shook his head, then lowered his head, leaned over to Bing Xin, and whispered in his ear: "The bodies are gone. Our site is haunted. Every time we fight with the Wall Gangs, the bodies of both sides mysteriously disappear. The Wall Gangs always thought that we had deliberately hidden the bodies of their brothers. In fact, they didn't know that we could not find the bodies of our own brothers."

...

"Will the corpse disappear?" Bing Xin frowned and began to ponder.

"Yes, others say that there are too many people dead between our two gangs and haunted." The waiter whispered.

Bing Xin scoffed at this statement. The theory of ghosts and gods has never been trustworthy, but Bing Xin still remembered this suspicious point. His intuition told him that there must be a connection between the disappearance of the body and the death of the Bohemia village.

After spending nearly a week in the bar, Bing Xin was about to go and exchange information with Lance today. After confirming that no one was following him, Bing Xin walked into the pre-appointed location, the bar that had no connection with the three major gang forces, withered roses.

When I walked into the Withered Rose, I saw Lans sitting at the bar from afar, but Bing Xin did not go there.

Bing Xin walked to a corner of the bar and sat down, looking at Lans. Lans seemed to be talking to something. After the other person got up and left, Bing Xin waited for nearly ten minutes before standing up and walking towards Lans.

He patted Lans on the shoulder from behind, pretending that they had just met.

Lans ordered two cups of sherry, handed Bing Xin a cup, touched Bing Xin's cup, raised his head and drank the amber liquid in one sip.
Chapter completed!