Chapter 61 - Mind your own business

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The former self was a seafarer's club in Angry Reef City. After the Cataclysm Day, the Angry Reef City was rebuilt. The seamen's club was converted into a tavern so that the energetic men could have a place to vent their anger. In addition to selling all kinds of cheap beer, the tavern also offers dancers and singers. Of course, the tavern only provided them with a stage for their performances, and no one was responsible for their safety.

But in this era, defending oneself like jade was simply a joke. Food or money could allow men to take away good-looking women here. It was common for women to become their partners, or to be sold off as female slaves after they had had enough.

In turbulent times, without the power to protect themselves, women were like flowers floating in the wind. Wherever the wind blows, the flowers can only fall and cannot be chosen by oneself.

When Zero arrived at the tavern's door, he was stopped by a big man.

The man was about two meters tall and his upper body revealed his strong muscles. There were circles of fleshy flesh on his chest, and it looked like some sort of mutated tissue. In fact, in the Angry Reef City, even though the purifying device s that could be seen everywhere diluted the radiation in the air, the ordinary people who had lived on the surface for a long time would more or less have changes in their body's structure. This was the most common amongst the mob and bandits that roamed the earth. The environment of the Angry Reef City also caused some changes to the organization of the residents.

"We only serve women, members and local residents. "Brat, you're nothing. Scram for me." The black man looked down from above at Zero's frail body. His eyes did not hide the contempt he had for Zero.

In the wilderness, the law of the jungle was observed. The law of the jungle ruled over the world's strength. Zero's slim body might be liked by rich ladies, but for people like black people, zero was just a soft spot. As for the weak, they had never been respected before.

In the two years after he woke up, he had come into contact with enough of these things. He just took out a few coins and pressed them into the black man's hand, saying, "I just want to go in and have a drink."

Money was also a sign of power, and the black man put the money in his pocket and let it go.

Zero pushed open the door of the tavern and went in. At once, the foul air, mingled with the smell of beer and the pungent perfume of women, entered his nostrils. He frowned, almost wanting to catch his breath. It was the busiest time in the tavern. Not only were there plenty of seats, there were also a few ordinary-looking but voluptuous young women on the dance floor. They were twisting their limbs and using all sorts of insinuating body language to seduce the surrounding men.

People continued to throw money on the stage, even stuffing it into the woman's sexy body. However, they didn't stop their movements. Instead, they worked even harder and made all sorts of alluring gestures, making the men turn into beasts.

Among them, there was even a man who couldn't throw it away. After throwing enough money to sell a woman onto the stage, he carried the dancing girl and started working on the stage. The moans of the women, the shouts of the men, and the jeers of the people around them all combined into a wave of noise that seemed to send the tavern flying and hurt both ears.

Zero, who had already recovered from Spider Queen's injuries, discovered that her ears were more sensitive. An environment like this was nothing but torture.

He sat at the bar, keeping his distance from the dance floor. That place had already become a gathering of wild beasts. After a few men threw out quite a bit of money, they went up the stage to grab their favorite dancers and settle it on the spot. This kind of madness was unimaginable in the old days, but now, it was a common occurrence.

He asked for a glass of beer and nearly spat it out. This sort of thing couldn't even be called wine, it was just a liquid poured out from the distillers grains. There was no taste of beer at all, only pure alcohol.

bartender looked at him and laughed: "This is the first time guests have come, right? If you're not used to it, we have a relatively mild cocktail, would you like to try it? "

Zero shook his head. He wasn't really here to drink. He took out a few coins from his pocket and placed them on the bar counter. Zero said quietly, "Tell me who has the most information here. This money is yours."

The bartender squinted his eyes and used his hand to sweep through it. Then, he quickly stuffed the money into his own pocket, "In the Angry Reef City, Masters is the most well-informed. He usually comes to the tavern after ten o'clock. Guests can wait a bit longer. "

Following that, bartender once again described the characteristics of Masters's image. Under the influence of money, there were no secrets. Moreover, Masters wasn't some secret. He was the leader of the Angry Reef City, a character like Claude. It was just that Masters had never done anything to the people of Angry Reef City, including the outsiders. He had a good relationship with Angry Reef City's Ron Company, he even had a private army in his hands, which he operated outside the sect all year round.

Zero heard that this person had been to a lot of places, so he knew a lot of things. However, Masters did not casually tell the news to others, even money might not be useful. He was not good at interacting with people, maybe someone like Theon could make him talk as long as the other party was not a rock. But Zero definitely did not have that ability.

The craziness in the tavern continued, but Zero was keenly aware that within the waves of sound, there were other sounds.

"Don't run, little bitch!"

Amidst the sounds of footsteps, someone bumped into Zero's feet. Zero's reaction was fast. He reached out his hand to grab the other party's arm. Upon closer inspection, it was a girl with a pretty face who was only thirteen or fourteen years old. The girl had light silver hair and was wearing an ill-fitting dancing gown. However, looking at it from the loose collar, one could see that the steamed buns had already begun to develop.

"Sir, please save me. "They want to capture me …" The girl was trembling like a cat in the rain. It was extremely pitiful.

She moved, hiding behind Zero. Without meaning to, the girl pressed close to the zero, pressing the little bump on her chest against the zero's back.

There were four or five big men chasing after the girl. These people had all kinds of strange tattoos on their bodies. Their faces and tongues were nailed together, and they knew at a glance that they were good people. One of the Caucasians called out to Zero, "Kid, this is none of your business. Get out of my way. The little bitch has taken our money, and now she must come back with us! "

"No!" The girl held onto Zero's clothes tightly and said while trembling, "We previously agreed to only drink songs, but they, they want to … …"

The following words were self-evident. Zero sipped on his lousy beer in silence, not even planning to move his butt. Since he wasn't planning on leaving, it meant that he was determined to meddle in this matter!