In the 'Desert Rose' bar, the tables, chairs, bar counters and wine cabinets are all made of metal, with light-emitting crystal tubes embedded in the edges. There is a holographic stereoscopic image in the middle of the stage, projecting a sexy woman dancing passionately.
The whole bar creates a cold and technological atmosphere, which is unique in the scavenger city.
Tian Yang did not rush to answer Luo Du Sunan's words. He looked around casually and said, "You are a man without ambition."
The long-haired Westerner curled up his thick lips and said, "How do you know I don't have ambitions?"
Tian Yang then looked at him and said, "If you were ambitious, you wouldn't just open a bar. If you were ambitious, you would be like Wang Lingjun, fighting for justice everywhere."
Luo Du suddenly burst into laughter: "I don't quite agree with the first sentence, but the second sentence is quite to my liking. For this sentence, I'll buy you a drink."
He gestured, and the bartender at the bar nodded and started to make a cocktail.
Thinking of his alcohol tolerance, Tian Yang felt a little guilty, but he still smiled on the surface: "I also heard an interesting rumor, I don't know if it's true."
Luo Du leaned back and put one arm on the back of the chair: "What rumors?"
"I heard that old Jones of Elhoin is your father?" Tianyang said slowly.
Although his voice was not loud, the bar was relatively quiet and some drinkers sitting nearby heard it.
These people had various identities, including gang members, gold diggers, and adventurers. But they all had a relationship with Luo Du, and when they heard Tian Yang's words, they all stood up and looked at him unkindly.
Luo Du himself did not show any emotion, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. He raised his mechanical hand, motioned for people to sit down, then changed his posture, resting his elbows on the table and leaning forward slightly.
The man known as the Gunslinger said in a deep voice, "It seems you want to deal with Elhoin?"
Tian Yang didn't comment. At this time, his cocktail came. He tasted it and nodded, "It tastes good."
Luo Du said calmly: "You don't seem to be worried at all that I will pass this news to Elhoin."
Tian Yang gently shook his wine glass and smiled, "Does it matter whether you tell me or not? If Elhoin was so naive as to think that I would really sit down and talk with them, they wouldn't be alive today. Am I right?"
Luo Du's thick lips showed a smile: "You are such a difficult guy. You might as well just say what you want me to do. I am not like Wang Lingjun. I hate playing guessing games."
"It just so happens that I don't like it either." Tian Yang smiled, "Is it possible for you to stand aside and watch the war between me and Elhoin?"
Luo Du shrugged his shoulders: "It depends on what I can get."
Tian Yang looked around the bar and said, "I can promise that no matter what changes happen to the Wasteland City in the future, this bar will be preserved, unless you close it down yourself."
"And it still retains the original rules. In this place, you always have the final say?"
Luo Du laughed: "You are very ambitious. You don't think that a Heavenly Rank expert can rule the entire Waste Picking City, do you?"
Tianyang said calmly: "I can."
Luo Du stood up suddenly.
Suddenly, the air in the entire bar seemed to freeze. Luo Du's figure completely enveloped Tianyang, emitting an astonishing oppressive force.
"Rule the Scavenger City?"
"Maybe you won't be able to leave this bar tonight."
Tian Yang smiled and picked up the wine glass, carefully controlled the amount and took a sip, then said leisurely: "You can try it."
For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely tense.
But after a moment, Luo Du sat down again: "It seems you are serious."
Tianyang's eyes fell on the cocktail: "I rarely joke."
Luo Du sneered: "The information you received is very accurate. I have the blood of Elhoin in my body, but I kept the surname 'Sunan'. Do you know why?"
Tian Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Is that your mother's?"
Luo Du was stunned for a moment, then continued, "You are right. I am old Jones's son, but it was my mother who raised me, and that guy never asked about me until I became a Heavenly Rank expert, and then he appeared in front of me."
"He once asked me to return to the family and promised to let me inherit, but I refused. Because in my heart, I only have a mother, not a father."
"I can understand that." Tian Yang said with sympathy, "I was also raised by my mother, but I am luckier than you. I have a good father."
Luo Du smiled and said, "I can stay out of your business, but you must hand over old Jones to me afterwards."
"Okay." Tianyang agreed to Luo Du's request without asking the reason, then stood up and prepared to leave.
"etc."
Luo Du called him and said, looking at the wine on the table, "You haven't finished drinking yet."
Tianyang took out a gold coin: "I will pay the bill."
"No, the rule here is that you have to finish the wine before you leave." Luo Du pushed the glass of wine forward with a smile on his face.
Tian Yang shrugged and said, "Maybe you can make an exception for me. You have to know that I still have to drive."
After saying this, Tianyang didn't dare to stay any longer, fearing that he would be forced to drink, and left quickly.
Luo Du was stunned for a moment, then smiled a little: "What an interesting guy."
... ... ... ...
In the Wang family mansion, Wang Lingjun had a solemn expression. He had received an invitation from Elhoin. The family invited him to the Castle of the God of War and offered him a set of level 8 materials as a reward, asking him to give it his all.
Of course he knew that Elhoin wanted him to deal with the young member of the Thunder Council.
If it were in the past, Wang Lingjun would have agreed long ago.
After he was promoted to Rank 7, he realized how hard it was to find the materials needed by the media. It was no longer a problem that could be solved with money, so Wang Lingjun had been very good at dealing with people in the Waste Collection City over the years, and he would not offend anyone as long as the situation allowed.
This is because he is afraid that he might accidentally cut off his path to job level 8.
Now, Elhoin had brought him directly to the doorstep of Level 8, and he was only one step away from reaching the final goal.
He had no doubt about Elhoin's strength and background. This family had been in business for so many years, and as long as they were willing to spend a lot of money, they could still produce a set of level 8 materials.
But asking him to deal with that young congressman, Wang Lingjun felt a shadow in his heart when he thought of the day when he was struck down from the sky by him.
Therefore, he did not agree to Gail's request immediately, but only said that he would consider it.
That night, the Just One did not sleep at all, but after dawn, he replied to Elhoin, saying that he would secretly set off for the Castle of War.
He finally decided to accept it because he didn't know when he would be promoted if he missed this opportunity.
... ... ... ...
Before ten o'clock in the morning, the ground in the Scrap City had already started to burn feet. Above the city, the sun was shining brightly and cloudless. The fierce sunlight was scorching the earth, and the heat waves rising from the ground made the scenery in the distance become distorted.
One after another, cars that had been modified with raised chassis and were able to drive in desert areas drove out of the city shakily.
When they passed through the canyon and the abandoned military buildings, the scavengers, refugees, gang members inside...all cast their glances with different meanings.
Suddenly, in front of the convoy, cars with black flags and white dragon patterns painted on them rushed out from both sides of the canyon and blocked the convoy.
"parking!"
"parking!"
The vehicles coming out of the scavenger city had to stop, and the people in the cars leaned out and looked at the uninvited guests.
"We are from the White Dragon Society. Where are you going? Do you need an escort? We can protect you."
Men jumped out from the vehicles with black flags. They were all wearing cloaks, and their rifles were faintly visible. These men, wearing sand-proof glasses, shouted and rushed into the vehicles savagely, as if they were searching for something.
After a struggle, they dispersed.
Things like this happen almost every day. These small organizations and gangs that are established today and closed down tomorrow will stop vehicles leaving the city to promote themselves.
If sales fail, some of them will pretend to be robbers on the road. They have no difficulty in changing their identities and roles, so people have become accustomed to it.
After leaving the scavenger city, the vehicles dispersed and quickly disappeared into the desert.
A car whose engine seemed to be in bad condition was emitting black smoke as it drove. When it passed a rock that was severely eroded by wind and sand, it finally stopped.
The car door opened, the driver jumped out, shook his head and said, "Although I said I wanted to find an inconspicuous car, I didn't say I wanted to find a car that was about to be scrapped..."
This was a middle-aged man with a Western face and wearing earrings. But after he took off the earrings, his appearance changed rapidly. In just a few seconds, he turned into a very young man, with silver-white hair that looked particularly brilliant in the sun.
This is Tianyang.
He used the 'Thousand Faces Earrings' to change his appearance and left the Scavenger City. He did this to prevent Elhoin from discovering his other actions, because next, he would meet up with the army provided by the War God Castle and attack Elhoin's base in the 'White Stone Corridor'.
In order to create the illusion that he was still in the Scavenger City, Tianyang did not use his own force in this operation, including the parliament's army, all of which remained on the sidelines.
Except himself.
Oh, and Elhoin's 'hound', Mihawk, has secretly left the city and agreed to meet up with Tianyang.
He will take Tianyang to the White Stone Corridor.
Tianyang placed a Splitter on him to prevent Mihawk from defecting, although he thought Mihawk would not do so, Tianyang would rather trust the Splitter than trust Mihawk.
Tianyang pulled down his cloak and put on his hood to cover his hair and appearance, then started on his way.
His figure would become blurred from time to time, and then he would appear in the distance, and it would not be until a second or two later that the afterimage would completely disappear.
In this way, he left intermittent afterimages in the desert, moving further away.
Night falls.
The sky was black and almost blue, and the moon was not visible. The thick clouds made the earth very dark, and also made a bar in a settlement appear particularly brightly lit.
Tianyang came to the bar wrapped in a cloak, raised his head and looked at the sign on the bar which had a picture of a man standing on a horse. Then he pushed open the heavy door and was almost knocked out by the smell of alcohol, body odor and cheap perfume.
He came to the bar, sat on a high stool, and knocked on the wooden counter: "Give me a glass of 'Water of Life'."
The bartender behind the bar looked at Tianyang, said nothing, and went into the kitchen behind. A moment later, someone sat next to Tianyang and said in a low voice: "Good evening, Mr. Tianyang."
This is Mihawk's voice.