Papa Paladin

Chapter 578 Thunderstone Hunter

"In a few years, maybe River Valley Town will cease to exist."

The old bartender sighed and said to Zuo Yi: "We old guys won't stay here for long."

What River Valley Town is facing is not only the disappearance of tourists and the loss of the most important source of income, but the abnormal climate in Sassan has had a huge impact on the surrounding environment, and even the original animal husbandry in the town has also been severely damaged. .

Many cattle and sheep raised by herdsmen were killed by lightning, and everyone was forced to leave their homes and move to safer places. Those who are still in the town are basically old people who cannot leave their homeland.

But they can't hold out for too long.

"Give me another drink."

Zuo Yi handed the old bartender a hundred-dollar bill and asked, "When did this situation start?"

"Thanks."

The old bartender took the money and poured him a glass of cachaça, thought for a while and replied, "It should be in August four years ago."

"It's July!"

An old cowboy sitting next to him corrected: "I remember very clearly that the thunderstorms started to appear in July!"

Four years ago in July!

Zuo Yi's heart shuddered. He came to Paparo in July four years ago, and encountered a thunderstorm while hiking in Sassance.

According to the old bartender and the old cowboy, the thunderstorms in Sathans have never stopped since then.

This is very interesting.

Zuo Yi couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

boom!

At this time, there was a rumbling thunder outside, and the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

Immediately afterwards, the thunder became louder and louder, and lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, as if the whole world was about to collapse.

The old bartender was obviously used to this, he turned on the lights in the tavern and continued chatting with Zuo Yi.

At this time, it was raining heavily outside, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the roof and glass windows, making a crackling sound.

boom!

The door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open forcefully, and three burly men rushed in cursing.

They wore leather jackets, high leather boots, cowboy hats on their heads, and revolvers hanging from their waists. They gave people a vicious and sturdy look, and instantly broke the original atmosphere of the tavern.

"This damn weather!"

A big man with a scar on his face strode to the front of the bar, and said to the old bartender in a rough voice: "Bring me two boxes of cachaça, hurry up!"

The old bartender looked quite nervous, shook his head and said, "No, I don't have so many cachaças here."

The complexion of the scar-faced man instantly became gloomy: "What? Afraid we won't be able to pay?"

He also turned his head and glanced at Zuo Yi who was sitting next to him, his eyes were rather unfriendly.

"There really aren't two boxes."

The old bartender smiled wryly: "If you don't believe me, you can go to the wine cellar to see for yourself. I haven't bought any for a long time."

The tourists have long since disappeared, and there are only some old people who are dying in the town. It is a miracle that his tavern can last until now, and there is no money to buy goods.

"never mind."

The scar-faced man waved his hands irritably: "Bring me as many as you have, I'll take them all!"

The old bartender had no choice but to go to the wine cellar below and bring up the remaining cachaças to the other party.

The scar-faced man asked his two companions to bring drinks, and he took out a few crumpled banknotes from his pocket and threw them on the bar counter.

The expression on the old bartender's face showed that this amount of money was obviously not enough, but he swallowed his saliva in the face of three heavily armed burly men and did not raise any objections.

Seeing that he was sensible, the scar-faced man turned his head and left the tavern with a sneer.

The old bartender sighed, took a rag and wiped the bar counter, with a bitter and helpless expression on his face.

Zuo Yi frowned and asked, "Who are they?"

The three burly men who had just left looked neither like tourists nor like local townspeople, but they were rather similar in temperament to members of the St. George's slum gangsters, which made him feel strange.

What are these people doing here?

boom!

Before the old bartender could answer, the door of the tavern was pushed open again, and the man with the scarred face just now left and returned!

"you…"

He pointed at Zuo Yi and asked aggressively, "Is that Cherokee outside yours?"

Zuo Yi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "It's mine, what's the problem?"

"It's mine now."

The scar-faced man grinned, showing his scorched teeth: "Give me the car keys."

While speaking, his right hand pressed the handle of the pistol hanging from his waist.

The intention of intimidation is obvious!

"roll!"

Zuo Yi's answer was simple.

The scar-faced man was furious, and he held the revolver without thinking, ready to show Zuo Yi some color.

But before he could pull out the pistol, an invisible force suddenly hit him, and he flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Wherever he came and went, he flew straight out of the door.

boom!

The door of the tavern was then closed, blocking out the sound of wind, rain and screams.

The old bartender and several townspeople were stunned: (⊙o⊙)(⊙o⊙)(⊙o⊙)(⊙o⊙)...

Just now they all thought that Zuo Yi was going to suffer a big loss, but they never expected that the vicious guy would suffer retribution.

And Zuo Yi's expression didn't change at all, as if he just chased away the flies just now, it's not worth mentioning at all.

He put down his glass and tapped his fingers on the bar.

The old bartender came to his senses and quickly added a glass of wine for Zuo Yi, while looking worriedly at the door.

The old bartender was worried that those people would come back for revenge.

But his worry was obviously unnecessary, and soon the roar of the engine starting came from outside, and then disappeared in the distance.

The opponent ran away.

"They are Thunderstone Hunters."

The old bartender secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It should be from Sassan's camp."

The large-scale thunderstorm phenomenon that occurred four years ago turned Sasanus, the former holy place for hikers, into a death-forbidden place. After many travelers died, no one dared to go deep into it.

Later, a local herdsman discovered a very strange stone near Sasanth, which gave a strong electric shock when touched, and it was quite beautiful in black and blue.

The stone was named "Thunderstone" by the locals, meaning a gemstone produced by lightning, and was sold for a high price.

Then treasure hunters known as "Thunderstone Hunters" heard the news and built a camp on the edge of Sassance, risking their lives to enter Sassance to search for Thunderstones.

The number of thunderstones is very rare, and the danger of searching and digging is extremely high, so the thunderstone hunters who can persevere are all bold and reckless desperadoes.

The Leishi hunters' camp was not far from Hegu Town, and sometimes they would go to the town to purchase supplies.

The townspeople dislike Leishi Hunter very much, but there is nothing they can do about it.

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