Papa Paladin

  The old bartender sighed and said to Zuo Yi: "We old guys won\'t stay here for long."

What River Valley Town is facing is not only the disappearance of tourists and the loss of the most important source of income, but the abnormal climate in Sassan has had a huge impact on the surrounding environment, and even the original animal husbandry in the town has also been severely damaged. .

  Many cattle and sheep raised by herdsmen were killed by lightning, and everyone was forced to leave their homes and move to safer places. Those who are still in the town are basically old people who cannot leave their homeland.

   But they can\'t hold out for too long.

   "Give me another drink."

  Zuo Yi handed the old bartender a hundred-dollar bill and asked, "When did this situation start?"

"thanks."

  The old bartender took the banknote and poured him a glass of cachaça, thought for a while and replied, "It should be in August four years ago."

   "It\'s July!"

  An old cowboy sitting next to him corrected: "I remember very clearly that thunderstorms started to appear in July!"

   Four years ago in July!

   Zuo Yi\'s heart trembled. He came to Paparo four years ago in July, and then encountered a thunderstorm while hiking in Sassance.

  According to the old bartender and the old cowboy, since then, the thunderstorms in Sathans have never stopped.

   This is very interesting.

   Zuo Yi couldn\'t help but fell into thinking.

  Boom!

  At this time, there was a rumbling thunder outside, and the originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy.

   Immediately afterwards, the thunder became louder and louder, and lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, as if the whole world was about to collapse.

  The old bartender was obviously used to this. He turned on the lights in the tavern and continued chatting with Zuo Yi.

  At this time, it was raining heavily outside, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the roof and glass windows, making a crackling sound.

boom!

  The door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open forcefully, and three burly men rushed in cursing.

  They were wearing leather jackets, high leather boots, cowboy hats on their heads, and revolvers hanging around their waists. They gave people a vicious and sturdy look, and instantly broke the original atmosphere in the tavern.

   "This **** weather!"

  A big man with a scar on his face strode to the front of the bar, and said to the old bartender in a rough voice: "Bring me two boxes of cachaça, hurry up!"

  The old bartender looked quite nervous, shook his head and said, "No, I don\'t have so many cachaças here."

  The face of the scar-faced man instantly became gloomy: "What? Are you afraid we won\'t be able to pay?"

  He also turned his head and glanced at Zuo Yi who was sitting next to him, his eyes were rather unfriendly.

   "There are really no two boxes."

  The old bartender smiled bitterly: "If you don\'t believe me, you can go to the wine cellar to see for yourself. I haven\'t bought any for a long time."

  The tourists have long since disappeared, and there are only a few old people who are dying in the town. It is a miracle that his tavern can last until now, and there is no money to buy goods.

"never mind."

  The scar-faced man waved his hand irritably: "Bring me as many as you have, I want them all!"

  The old bartender had no choice but to go to the wine cellar below and bring up the remaining cachaças to the other party.

  The scar-faced man asked his two companions to bring drinks. He took out a few crumpled banknotes from his pocket and threw them on the bar counter.

  The expression on the old bartender\'s face showed that this amount of money was obviously not enough, but facing the three heavily armed burly men, he swallowed his saliva and did not raise any objections.

  The scar-faced man saw that he was sensible, turned his head and left the tavern with a sneer.

  The old bartender sighed, took a rag and wiped the bar counter, with a bitter and helpless expression on his face.

  Zuo Yi frowned and asked, "Who are they?"

  The three burly men who had just left were neither tourists nor local townspeople, but rather similar in temperament to members of the St. George slum gangsters, which made him feel strange.

  What are these people doing here?

boom!

   Before the old bartender could answer, the door of the tavern was pushed open again, and the scar-faced man just now left and returned!

"you…"

  He pointed at Zuo Yi and asked aggressively, "Is that Cherokee outside yours?"

  Zuo Yi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "It\'s mine, what\'s the problem?"

   "It\'s mine now."

  The scar-faced man grinned, showing his scorched teeth: "Give me the car keys."

   While speaking, his right hand pressed the handle of the pistol hanging from his waist.

  The intention of intimidation is obvious!

"roll!"

  Zuo Yi\'s answer is very simple.

  The scar-faced man was furious, and he held the revolver without thinking, ready to show Zuo Yi some color.

   But before he could pull out the pistol, an invisible force suddenly slapped him, and he flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

  He went back and forth wherever he came from, and he flew straight out of the door.

boom!

  The door of the tavern was closed, blocking the sound of wind, rain and screams from the outside.

  The old bartender and several townspeople were stunned: (⊙o⊙)(⊙o⊙)(⊙o⊙)(⊙o⊙)...

  Just now they all thought that Zuo Yi was going to suffer a big loss, but they never expected that the vicious guy would suffer retribution.

  But Zuo Yi\'s expression didn\'t change at all, as if he just drove away the flies just now, and it wasn\'t worth mentioning at all.

  He put down his glass and tapped his fingers on the bar.

  The old bartender woke up and quickly added a glass of wine for Zuo Yi, while looking worriedly at the door.

  The old bartender was worried that those people would come back for revenge.

   But his worry was obviously unnecessary, and soon the roar of the engine starting came from outside, and then disappeared in the distance.

  The opponent ran away.

   "They are Thunderstone Hunters."

  The old bartender heaved a sigh of relief secretly, and said, "It should be from Sassance\'s camp."

  The large-scale thunderstorm phenomenon that occurred four years ago turned the former holy land of hikers, Sassans, into a death-forbidden place. After many travelers died, no one dared to go deep into it.

  Later, a local herdsman discovered a very strange stone near Sasanth. When touching it, he felt a strong electric shock, and the black and blue color was quite beautiful.

   This stone was named "Lei Shi" by the locals, which means a gemstone produced by lightning, and was sold at a high price.

  Then treasure hunters known as "Thunderstone Hunters" heard the news and built a camp in the fringe area of ​​Sasanth, risking their lives to enter Sasanth to search for Thunderstone.

  The number of thunderstones is very rare, and the danger of searching and excavating is extremely high, so the thunderstone hunters who can persevere are all bold and desperate.

  The camp of Thunderstone Hunters is not far from Hegu Town, and sometimes they will go to the town to purchase supplies.

  The townspeople dislike Thunderstone Hunter very much, but there is nothing they can do about it.

  (end of this chapter)