Chapter 346 Contradictions and Splitting Up, Last Stage of the Catastrophe (1/2)
On the other side, the drunk man spun the alcohol bottle. He was very emotional as he shouted loudly, ”Then we beg Godora! What can race honor do? Only staying alive is important! These leaders' heads are all full of sh*t. Too many people died every time; my two younger brothers died in the army! All of this is useless, so we should get help from Godora. Why are we acting so tough! These Supers are useless. If they really were strong, the Catastrophe would be long gone!”
The drunk talked in a very disdainful and emotional tone, despising the Supers and the military for being too lousy, blaming and complaining with more and more vulgar language. This kind of action angered the other customers. Supers and the military were heroes to most of the civilians—any doubts or insults would cause an outrage.
”Everything you are enjoying now is because the heroes fought their lives for it. Who are you to talk!”
The drunk sneered and said, ”This is what they should do—with ability comes responsibility. If not for the race's cultivation, they would be ordinary people just like me.”
”People like you are so disgusting; you should be sent out the city!”
The drunk sneered again. ”Even if the city's defenses are broken through, I'm a civilian that will be prioritized in the evacuation. I won't be the one dying anyway.”
”You don't deserve to be protected!” The crowd became even more furious.
The argument became heated. Lerden sat at the bar counter, expressionless, like he did not hear it at all. He did not even bother to turn around and look.
At this time, a very young guy pounced at the drunk guy furiously and started a fight straight away. He pressed the drunk man to the floor and punched his face rapidly, with blood splashing onto the floor. The others saw that there were blood and hastily tried to pull the young guy acting on impulse away.
”Lana, calm down!”
”Stop punching, he's going to die!”
Lana gave a few more punches before he finally stood up with hatred and got pulled aside. The drunk man was bleeding from his nose and mouth, unable to stand up after receiving a heavy beating. The other customers went to check, and luckily, the drunk man was just wounded. Then people blamed Lana for using too much force. Many people here were his neighbors, and Lana was a young man who hoped to enter the army—he was strong and muscular, an ideal recruit.
”You two, get the hell out of my shop,” Herlous yelled, ”go home and calm down!”
Lana left unhappily, and the drunk man was carried away as well. Thus, that small farce had ended.
Han Xiao turned around, looked at Herlous, and said, ”I'm Black Star. If you are interested in what I said, come find me, I can solve this problem.”
Then, Han Xiao called Lerden, and the two of them left the bar.
The unconcerned expression faded from Herlous' face, turning a little serious. His eyes sparkled, and unlike his disguise, he was not really completely unconcerned about the future of the race.
He did not know if a mercenary who called himself Black Star was really a foreseer. Even if he was, it was possible that he had lied about the foresight to trick him into a trap. He definitely had a motive, but Herlous did not know what it was. Was he coming for him?
The bar door was pushed open again, and a tall man in a hood walked near the bar counter. ”Give me a glass of beer.”
The man in the hood raised his head and showed his face.
Fernas!
Herlous was surprised. ”You don't drink.”
”Consider it a celebration of me coming back alive.” Fernas took Herlous' glass and drank a mouth—it seemed that they were very close. If others knew the strongest grade B super of the race was this close to the boss of a small bar, they would definitely be shocked.