Chapter 1047 Forced to Stand Out

When the bartender reminded the leader of the settlement that he didn't like Chinese people, instead of being angry, Zhou Qingfeng was very happy. This "you can't find anywhere if you break through the iron shoes, and you can get it without any effort", the rejection of the Chinese must have something to do with the Chinese.

"Are there other Chinese in this settlement?"

"No."

"Where are the Chinese?"

"do not know."

"Why doesn't your boss like Chinese people?"

Facing the last question, the bartender didn't answer, but looked at Zhou Qingfeng suspiciously again, and asked, "Are you a Chinese from another place?"

"Yes." Zhou Qingfeng took out a gold coin and stuffed it, "Tell me, where are the Chinese in Angola?"

Glancing at the gold coins on the table, the bartender shook them in his hands. He glanced at Zhou Qingfeng again, but took a wine bottle and a cup from the wine rack, poured a small glass and pushed it to Zhou Qingfeng, saying: "Drink your wine, and then hurry up. It has nothing to do with me thing."

The smell of the wine was quite strong, and it was a rare good wine. Zhou Qingfeng praised it with a 'wow': "You guys still have wine? This is very rare, and I am even more curious about life here."

Funny..., the bartender frowned tightly, and put a label on Zhou Qingfeng in his heart. He wanted to persuade Zhou Qingfeng a few words, but suddenly a young man rushed in from outside the bar and shouted in a panic: "It's not good, Ben's people are here."

As soon as the name 'Ban' was uttered, the originally dull atmosphere was suddenly activated. Amidst the noise of tables and chairs moving, twenty or thirty people stood up in the bar, all of them holding guns, and the crowd was excited.

In the noisy sound, there was the sound of brakes outside the bar. Following a burst of heavy footsteps, the door of the bar was pushed open with a bang, and several burly men strode in from the outside.

A group of people came in, completely turning a blind eye to the large number of gunmen in the bar. The leader wore a leather jacket with a metal chain, swaggered to the bar, and sat directly beside Zhou Qingfeng. With a sneer on his face, he grabbed the glass of wine for Zhou Qingfeng, put it into his mouth, and drank it all in one gulp.

The face of the bartender who was quite indifferent to Zhou Qingfeng just now changed drastically, and all the people in the bar also looked solemn, but everyone didn't dare to act rashly, obviously they were extremely afraid of this group of guys who broke in suddenly. But at this time...

"Hey... that's my wine." Zhou Qingfeng yelled like a rookie, "I sold it for one gold coin, you have to pay me."

The man in the leather jacket was staring imposingly at the bartender behind the bar. The bartender was also forced to take a half step back by the small but extremely tough intruder. The latter did not dare to lean on the bar and was quite nervous.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qingfeng interjected, and the tense atmosphere created by the man in leather clothes disappeared immediately. The bartender changed from facing the man in the leather jacket to watching a show, and his psychological pressure was greatly reduced.

The man in leather had to turn his head to look at Zhou Qingfeng, then at the bartender, and asked with disdain, "Where did this kid come from?"

"We..., friends of our boss." The bartender stammered, and it was obvious that he wanted to add an 'identity' to Zhou Qingfeng, lest he become the target of the man in leather.

"Hehehe..." The man in the leather jacket propped his elbows on the bar, and when he looked at Zhou Qingfeng again, he sneered and said, "That stinky bitch 'Dongshuang' is always collecting trash, hasn't she always had conflicts with the Chinese? When did she change? gone?"

"Don't change the subject, I'll make you pay for my wine. Didn't your father teach you the most basic manners? Or is it that your mother doesn't know who your father is?" Zhou Qingfeng ignored the other party's sarcasm and bad face, tapped his fingers Hit the bar, desperately want to focus on the glass of wine.

"Boy, do you want to court death for a glass of wine?" The man in the leather coat immediately showed a sullen expression, on the verge of explosion. The burly man behind him even took a few steps forward, half-surrounding Zhou Qingfeng. Everyone thought this strange Asian kid was a little silly.

But this time Zhou Qingfeng didn't move or speak, but the sisters Irene and Ai Li who were standing on the other side stood up. My sister suddenly brought out an m4 rotary machine gun in her hand,

This is a lightweight version of the m134, which uses .223 bullets and only weighs more than ten kilograms with 200 ammunition.

The machine gun was originally placed in my sister's backpack, and it can be easily pulled out with a pull of the zipper. As long as the button is pressed, the six barrels in the receiver will eject all the bullets in the blink of an eye.

"Don't move around, or we won't be the ones who die." The two sisters seemed weak, but now they are Zhou Qingfeng's close guards, and their fighting power has been doubled. They are fast and steady, and they must not be underestimated. And with Zhou Qingfeng for so long, the two girls' families have long been soaked in hot tempers.

And the door of the bar shook slightly, and 'dog meat' also rushed in from outside without a sound. It let out a low growl, and its indifferent electronic eyes stared at the target in front of it with a dim light.

This situation became uncomfortable, and the bartender who was originally confronting in the bar was a bit stupid. They gathered here tonight to fight against the group of 'Ban', but now that the people of 'Ban' came, the trouble was taken away by another group who appeared suddenly.

The man in leather was also shocked and horrified, he was full of confidence to come to subdue the residents of this settlement, but he didn't know that "Cheng Yaojin" came out halfway and confronted him for a glass of wine. This person looks like a stunned young man, but the m4 behind him is not easy to deal with.

The six barrels of the m4 shoot at 6,000 bullets per minute, hundreds of them are sprayed out in the blink of an eye, and there is nowhere to hide.

The burly men behind the man in the leather coat were unavoidably a little uneasy. They were bullying with arrogance, but they were afraid of young people who didn't know anything and dared to do anything.

"We belong to the boss of 'Ben'." The man in leather wanted to remind Zhou Qingfeng, but he was actually a bit weak when he said this.

"I don't know any Ben, I want you to pay for my wine." Zhou Qingfeng refused at all.

The man in leather was going to die of anger, he hated this kind of fearless opponent, and he couldn't deal with it at all. All he could do was take out a handful of gold coins from his pocket and slap them on the bar, then turned around and shouted angrily, "Boy, wait. You will get to know us soon."

The burly men walked in aggressively, but were forced to leave with a disheveled face. They slammed the door of the bar loudly, obviously out of anger.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't bother to pay attention to these thugs, he picked up the handful of gold coins left on the table, picked one up and looked at it under the light. The imprint on it is very rough, and it should be privately cast by local forces.

The bartenders didn't know what words to use to express their feelings. They didn't have the confidence to calmly deal with a big trouble. But now... I'm even less confident.

"Ban's people will come again." The bartender's face was a little pale. "Those guys are very vindictive. They were forced to leave this time, and more people will definitely come next time."

"It seems that you are very afraid of that group." Zhou Qingfeng asked, "Where is your leader? Can't she lead you out of trouble?"

"Miss Dongshuang has gone to deal with you Chinese." The bartender said angrily.

"Where are the Chinese you mentioned? Is there any conflict with them? I'm actually looking for my compatriots." Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"It seems that you are really from other places. Your compatriots control the food supply in Angola, and we rely on selling items cleared from the ruins of the city in exchange for food. But the exchange ratio stipulated by your compatriots is too low, which makes us live. Very difficult."

"And what about Bane's people?"

"They want to control this ruined settlement instead of us, and control the supply of goods in our hands to trade with the Chinese."

"So where are my people? Maybe I can help you out."

"Your compatriots are very careful about transactions. They have been hiding themselves and never let people know where the base is? Otherwise, they who control the food supply would have died long ago. But maybe our boss has some clues."

Regarding the bartender's words, Zhou Qingfeng pursed his lips, "It seems that I have to wait for your boss to come back." 8