I have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World - Chapter 1165

Chapter 1165: Brother Tiger? Brother Cat?

Old Luo paused for a brief second.

“The first question I can answer. I can’t answer the second and third questions.”

“So, answer my first question.” Jiang Chen smiled.

Old Luo just smiled mysteriously and did not speak.

Jiang Chen understood. He put his hand into his pocket and from the storage dimension, he took out a crystal similar to the previous one. Then, he gently placed it on the table. “Is this enough?”

“Scarecrow.”

“Scarecrow?” Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and watched as Old Luo took the crystal.

Old Luo noticed the dissatisfaction on Jiang Chen’s face and began to explain.

“Scarecrow is his name. I didn’t lie to you. Many people make new names for themselves after the war. Scarecrow is just one of them. Can I ask a question? Why are you looking for him?”

“I heard that he is a former Pan-Asia Cooperation intelligence personnel.”

“Former intelligence personnel? There is such a saying.” Touching his chin, Old Luo frowned and said thoughtfully. “It’s just a saying. Some people say that he is a very powerful lone traveler, or Mr. Ding’s other unknown identity, who knows?”

“You are very close to him?” Jiang Chen asked.

“Very close?” Old Luo joked. “I hope to be familiar with him, so I don’t have to pay for my drinks.”

“You don’t need it to pay for it now,” Jiang Chen smiled, tapping his index finger against the blue bottle. “This bottle of Dragon Blue is on me.”

He would never drink the suspicious thing made from parts of Death Claws!

However, it would a pity to waste it. He would like to see someone drink this to see the “clinical effects.”

Yes, he still needed a lab rat, so Old Luo was a great choice.

“No need,” Old Luo shook his head and stood up from the high stool. “I should go now.”

“Is there something wrong?” Jiang Chen asked nonchalantly.

“No, just some people are looking for trouble.” Old Luo shrugged and fixed the collar of his gray suit.

“Do you need my help?” Jiang Chen asked.

“No,” Old Luo raised an eyebrow. “I’m used to solving my own problems.”

“I suggest you try it. The feeling is quite good,” Old Luo said and then suddenly laughed. “Especially for people with a lot on their mind, you only need a small shot to forget all of your troubles for a short moment.”

“Unfortunately, I don’t need to drink alcohol to deal with my problems.” Jiang Chen smiled.

“Is that so? Lucky guy. By the way, your mask is not bad,” Old Luo grinned, turned, and disappeared into the crowd.

When Jiang Chen looked at the direction where Old Luo disappeared into, he reached for the chain under his collar as a peculiar expression appeared on his face.

What is this ability?

He actually could see through the camouflage chain?

After a while, he couldn’t figure out why, so he just laughed it off and gave up on the thought. Just as he was about to get up, several brawny men without the nicest appearance walked towards him.

“Here is a question for you, where did the man who was sitting next to you go?” The man with a straight cut walked up to Jiang Chen. One of his feet stepped onto the stool that Old Luo sat on as he looked down at Jiang Che with menace.

His thugs also surrounded Jiang Chen and formed into a line, blocking the sights of others.

Perhaps it was to pressure Jiang Chen, a man with spiked hair took out a butterfly knife and spun it in his hand. The mung bean-like eyes glanced at Jiang Chen.

The survivors in the bar noticed the abnormality of the atmosphere and gathered their attention to watch the show unfold.

Fighting was very common on this street. Mercenaries, hunters, and lone travelers all gathered here. It would be odd for conflicts to not happen on the street.

Even the guards on Pingan Street didn’t bother with this street. As long as there were no shooting nor murder, anything else was fair game.

“Who is that? Looks like a tough guy.” Someone whispered.

“Shh, be quiet, that guy is Tiger.”

“Tiger? Is it… that Tiger?” One person looked shocked.

“Indeed! I heard that last month, he and a survivor had a squabble here, and later it turned into a brawl. I think he lost when they fought, and he admitted defeat. But then, he sent people to follow the guy back to his settlement…” Another person added.

“And then?” Seeing the man was no longer speaking, the crowds urged him to continue.

“And then,” the man sighed. “He brought more than fifty raiders and killed the survivor’s settlement inside and out, and ra*ped the man’s wife and daughter in front of him. It’s…”

Among the whispers, Tiger felt disrespected seeing Jiang Chen completely ignore him. The thugs sensed their boss’s abnormal mood and instantly became rattled, doing their best to please their boss.

“Fu*k, the boss asked you a question. Are you deaf?”

“Fu*k, do you not have ears?”

“…”

As if Jiang Chen didn’t hear the curses, he looked at the man whose foot was on the high stool. His index finger gently tapped the blue bottle and he smiled.

“Do you want a drink?”

“Brother Tiger asked you a question, don’t speak nonsense.” The man who played with the butterfly knife, who didn’t speak the whole time, sneered. Then, he tried to push Jiang Chen’s shoulder

However, before his hand could reach Jiang Chen, he felt a huge force around his collar

Earth’s gravity seemed to lose its effect.

His feet left the ground, and a large hand threw him out by the collar. He smashed against a wall ten-meters back. With a thump, his back made intimate contact with the wall and he instantly blacked out, unable to climb up again.

Things happened in an instant, so fast that everyone did not have time to react.

“Fu*k you!”

After Tiger processed what just happened, he cursed and grabbed the stool with one hand.

However, just as he turned around, his pupils met with twenty pairs of emotionless eyes.

Twenty men stood behind him and surrounded him and his four thugs.

There was a murderous vibe in the air. It was so chilly that it could freeze time.

Tiger gulped. His face turned from red to a pale white before turning bright red again. It looked comical.

Jiang Chen stood up and walked slowly to the man.

“I heard that you are Tiger?”

Tiger didn’t dare to speak, shuddering in fear.

Lu Fan, with a grimacing smile, put his hand around Tiger’s shoulder.

“Gen… the boss asked you something, are you going to disrespect him like that?”

“Big, big, big boss…” Feeling the immense strength on his shoulder, Tiger felt like his bone was about to be crushed. With barely the ability to speak, he was shuddering, “Boss, sorry. I didn’t know better. Please just let me go like you let go of a fart.”

“Tiger, right?” Jiang Chen smiled at the scared Tiger. “I heard that you have something to ask me about?”

“I don’t dare, I don’t dare, please forgive me, my mouth is too careless!” Tiger began to slap himself

He was really slapping himself. Every slap made a loud sound, followed by his face turning red and purple. Just looking at his face was enough to feel how painful it was.

The thugs behind Tiger looked at their boss, dumbfounded as if a tall and stalwart figure in their heart just collapsed instantly.

Looking at Tiger slapping himself, Jiang Chen suddenly felt bored.

Sometimes people judged the situation too well that it becomes boring. If he resisted, maybe it would have been more fun.

He waved his hand and said in a tone that lacked interest.

“Draw a cat on his face and then throw him out.”

When Tiger heard Jiang Chen’s words, Tiger’s entire face turned from red to green.

Draw a cat on his face? This is more embarrassing than killing him. How will his thugs look at him? How will he hang around here?

Lu Fan was troubled.

“Boss, I don’t know how to paint…”

Tiger, in his mind, was filled with joy. But before he could let out a sigh of relief, his heart sunk to the bottom again.

“Stupid!” Jiang Chen sighed, “What did I teach you this morning?”

Lu Fan lowered his head.

Jiang Chen paused for a moment and then lazily said when he lookedaround the group of survivors watching this show.

“Are there any tattoo artists here?”

No one responded.

Without surprise, Jiang Chen took a crystal out from his pocket and shook the crystal in front of the survivors before asking again.

With a generous enough reward, there would always be a brave man. Under the temptation of the cobblestone-sized crystal, a man with a mask jumped out and even prepared the tools. The reason why he wore a mask was to not offend Tiger.

“Draw a cat on his face and this crystal is yours.” Jiang Chen pointed to Tiger.

“Do you want a fat or thin one?” The man didn’t pay attention to the warning in Tiger’s eyes as he smiled, looking at Jiang Chen with flattery in his eyes.

“Is there a saying in this?” Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow.

“Indeed!” The man chuckled while rubbing his hand. “There are many different kinds of cats, fat and thin, male and female, which type do you prefer?”

Not wanting to be bothered by this question, Jiang Chen took out another crystal from his pocket. He then tossed this crystal along with the previous one into the man’s lap.

“One fat and one thin, one male and one female, give me two paintings, one on each side.”

“Perfect!” The man started the tool in his hand with excitement.

“Don’t, don’t come,” Tiger said, looking terrified as he tried to escape. However, the big hand pressing on his shoulder locked him down.

Also, to prevent him from moving, two guards stepped forward and stood on his sides, directly pinning his hands and pressing his head against the table.

“Oh, brother, I can’t help it.”

Tiger, at this moment, was just like a woman who has been stripped. With fear in his eyes, he watched the tattoo artist that approached him. Soon, the bar was filled with a desperate cry.

The pain didn’t just come from his flesh, but also his dignity.

Only Tiger himself could understand the pain of being tattooed two cats on his face, in public.