He lifted the mechanical prosthesis and put it on the table. Steel fingers tapped on the table. "What brings Senator Tianyang here?"
Chapter 121 Before the war
The tables, chairs, bars and wine cabinets in’ Desert Rose’ bar are all made of metal, and the edge of the bar is embedded with light-emitting crystal tubes. A sexy woman is dancing in a three-dimensional image on the stage.
The whole bar creates a cold atmosphere of science and technology, and picks up the unique semicolon in the city.
Tianyang didn’t rush to answer Luo Du Su Nan’s words. He looked around casually and said, "You are a man with no ambition."
Long-haired westerner, his thick lips turned up. "How do you know I have no ambition?"
Tianyang looked at him and said, "If you are ambitious, you won’t be a bar. If you are ambitious, you will be just like Wang Lingjun."
Rodo burst out laughing. "I don’t quite agree with the previous sentence, but the latter one is quite to my taste. I’ll buy you a drink."
He made a sign, and there was a bartender nodding at the bar to make a cocktail.
I feel guilty about my drinking capacity, but I still smile on my face. "I also heard that there is an anecdote and I don’t know if it is true."
Luo Du leaned back with one arm on the back of the chair. "What’s the smell?"
"I heard that old Johannes in El Hoin is your father?" Tianyang said slowly
Although his voice was not loud, the bar was relatively quiet, and some drinkers sitting nearby heard him.
These people are members of gangs, gold diggers and adventurers, but they all have a friendship with Rodo. When they heard this sentence from Tianyang, they got up and had a bad eye.
Rodo people don’t have emotional ups and downs, just like saying that there is nothing to do with him. He raises his manipulator to signal people to sit, then changes his posture, elbows the table and leans forward slightly.
The man known as "Gun Man" sank, "It seems that you want to deal with Al Hoin?"
The sun was noncommittal when his cocktail came. He tasted it and nodded, "It tastes good."
Rodo said quietly, "You don’t seem worried at all that I will give this news to El Hoin."
Tianyang gently shook his glass and smiled. "Did you say it or not? If El Hoin were naive, I would really sit down and talk to them, and they wouldn’t be alive now. Am I right? "
Luo Du’s thick lips revealed a smile. "You are such a tough guy. Why don’t you just say what you want me to do? Unlike Wang Lingjun, I hate riddles."
"I just don’t like it either," Tianyang smiled. "Is it possible for you to stand by in the war between me and El Hoin?"
Rodo shrugged his shoulders. "That depends on what I can get."
Tianyang looked around the bar and said, "I can promise that this bar will be guaranteed unless you come by yourself."
"And it still retains the original rules. This place is always in your charge?"
Rodo laughed. "You’re ambitious. You shouldn’t be able to rule the whole scavenger city with a strong day order, right?"
Tianyang said calmly, "I can."
Rodo Huo Ran got up.
Suddenly, the whole bar seemed to be solidified, and Luo Du’s figure was finished, and Tianyang was shrouded in an amazing stress.
"Rule the scavenger city?"
"Maybe you won’t get out of this bar tonight."
Tianyang smiled and picked up the glass, carefully controlled the weight, took a sip and said slowly, "You can try."
At that time, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme
But a moment later Rodo sat down again. "It seems that you are serious."
Tianyang’s eyes fell on the cocktail. "I seldom joke."
Rodo sneered. "The news you received is accurate. I have Al-Hoin’s blood in my body, but I have kept the surname Sunan. Do you know what it is?"
Tianyang squinted slightly. "Is that your mother?"
Rodo was dazed and then said, "You’re right. I’m an old Jonson, but my mother raised me, and that guy never asked me until I was strong all day."
"He once asked me to return to my family and promised me inheritance, but I refused because I had a mother and no father in my heart."
"I can understand," Tianyang agreed. "I was raised by my mother, but I am luckier than you. I have a good father."
Rodo smiled and said, "I won’t interfere in your affairs, but you must give me old Jones afterwards."
"Good" Tianyang simply agreed to Rodo’s request without asking why, and then got up and prepared to leave.
"Wait"
Rodo stopped him and looked at the table and said, "You haven’t finished drinking."
Tianyang took out a gold coin "I will pay the bill"
"No, my rule here is that you must finish the wine before you leave." Rodo pushed the glass of wine forward and Gherardini.
Tianyang shrugged his shoulders and said, "Maybe you can make an exception. You have to know that I want a car."
Say that finish Tianyang afraid to stay, afraid of being advised to leave quickly.
Rodo froze and then smiled a little. "What an interesting guy!"
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Wang Lingjun looked dignified in Wang’s mansion. He received an invitation from Al-Hoin, and the family invited him to the Fort of War and asked him to do it with a grade-level material reward.
Of course he knew that Al-Hoin wanted him to deal with the young member of the Thunder Council.
If it was before, Wang Lingjun had promised.
After he was promoted to rank 7, he realized how hard it was to find the materials needed to go to the media. It was no longer money that could solve the problem. Therefore, Wang Lingjun’s long-sleeved dance in these years allowed him not to offend anyone.
I am afraid that I will accidentally cut off my way to the rank.