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Chapter 117 Compensation Issues

Before Tabuk pounced on, he was still paying attention to the movements around him. The golden archer had been awakened and was looking at this side in shock. However, he seemed to have not reacted yet, and his body was still leaning on the back of the chair. He didn't see him getting up to protect the lord. Instead, the corners of his mouth cracked and laughed...

The two guards behind the boy were also laughing, and they had no intention of stepping forward to protect his lord. Could it be that this kid was not the new leader of the Norton family? No matter how suspicious he had taken action, he would take the hateful kid in front of him first. He dared to insult him and had to pay the price. His dignity as a golden knight cannot be trampled on...

As long as he goes further, he can grasp the shoulders of this abominable boy. What else can he do if a black iron staircase falls into his hands? When the overall situation is finally rectified, he will regret not offend him, the golden knight... But why is this boy in front of him stupid? Shouldn't he lean back in panic and dodge, and he is still laughing. Are he frightened by himself?

Tabuk grabbed it hard, but grabbed it in vain... But his shoulders were obviously right in front of him. He was too impatient and he would read it wrong, but it didn't matter. Now this hateful boy can no longer run away.

He grabbed it again, but there was a look of horror on Tabuk's face. He did not grab Lorist's shoulder, but his right hand was grabbed by Lorist. A severe pain made Tabuk unable to help but scream loudly. He clearly heard the sound of the bones on his right hand when the bones in his right hand collapsed. Apart from the pain, he no longer felt the right hand...

Tabek no longer had the idea of ​​catching Lorist as a hostage in his mind. He pushed and pushed with his left hand, just trying to keep Lorist away from his right hand, and then his left hand was also caught...

"Ah!..." Another scream sounded, even more miserable than the sound just now. Tabuk could see clearly. Lorist was spinning in the air for several times, and his left arm became a twist.

Apart from the severe pain, Tabuk thought nothing in his mind. His hands seemed to be gone, and he could no longer stand. But Lorist still didn't let him go, lifted his legs and bent his knees and hit Tabuk's stomach. All the food he had eaten in the afternoon was spit out, and a small piece of Lorist's trousers were stained.

Chin, left cheek, right cheek, Tabuk's mouth full of teeth finally said goodbye to him. Lorist kicked and kicked, and was still scolding: "You fool, you, have dirty my pants..."

Tabuk only felt that he had become a piece of wrought iron on the iron felt, and was being forged by a big hammer. Before he fainted, he suddenly understood what the smiles of the golden archer and the two guards were. It was ridiculous, mocking himself for hitting the iron plate...

Baron Camora looked at the golden knight Taberk who was walking with him in fear and became a big sandbag in the hands of Lorist, just like a helpless girl falling into the hands of seven or eight big men who were blinded by desire, and calling the sky and earth unscrupulous. This is a scene he had never thought of. He knew that Taberk didn't like him, and he called him a clown contemptuously, but what could he do? He was just a palace baron, while Taberk was a golden knight. The Duke had only five golden knights under him. He had no other way except tolerant and obeying.

But what he didn't expect was that Tabuk, as the Golden Knight, had no power to fight back at Lorist's hands. When Tabuk pounced on it, Baron Camora was still secretly praising this in his heart. As long as he took Lorist, the new Norton family member as a hostage, the Norton family could only obey. But the encounter of the Golden Knight Tabuk then verified Baron Camora's initial feeling. This Lorist was more terrifying than the fierce high-level monster.

`Although the Golden Knight Tabuk, who has always looked down on him, was beaten by Lorist, Baron Camora feels a strange pleasure, but as an envoy, he understands his duties very well. He must stand up and stop this farce, so as not torture the Duke and the Norton family. However, when Baron Camora stands up, the Golden Knight Tabuk has become a pool of mud at Lorist's feet, and has fallen into a coma happily, without being tortured by pain anymore.

Baron Camora watched Lorist bent down, skillfully fumbled on Tabuk, pulled out a bulging animal skin purse from his waist, opened it, and threw it to a guard behind him: "Please take it, and I'll leave it to Manager Spel to account later. This is the two guys on the ground to compensate us for damage to the table and tableware..."

Baron Camora felt a cold air pouring in from his head, and in an instant, he ran his whole body and couldn't help but fight with his legs. What is the new lord of the Norton family? He robbed Tabuk's money in public and said so reassuringly. It is natural to say that the robber's behavior is so natural. He knew the bag of Tabuk, because Tabuk had shown it in front of him, which contained more than 60 gold coins that Tabuk had been snatched and saved for many years. Compensation? If you really want to compensate, buy such a crude long wooden table and those pottery tableware that the entire Norton family's manor castle could be filled...

The "clang" sounded like a series of sounds. Twenty silver knights who came with Baron Camora and Tabuk overturned the table, kicked the stool, pulled out the weapons they carried with them and rushed forward...

The conflict that broke out just now was too fast. These silver knights drank the wine for an afternoon but didn't react in time. Then they saw the boss of the Golden Knight Tabuk being beaten up and gave them too much shock. No one expected the Golden Knight to be beaten like this. When they realized that everything that happened in front of them was not a dream, Tabuk had already fallen at the feet of Lorist. Now these twenty silver knights are quitting. This is simply slapping everyone in the face. When the boss is beaten like this, they will definitely be treated as a joke when they go back. If they don't take advantage of the crowd and take advantage of the crowd to avenge the boss, when will they wait?

"Stop, stop..." Baron Camora was so anxious that he chopped his feet. No one paid attention to him. He was used to the person the boss always called the clown. These silver knights also didn't take Baron Camora seriously.

"Reddy..." Lorrist called.

Reddy took off his two guns on his back and put them in front of Lorist.

Six guns were shot and formed a row in front of twenty silver knights. Each gun was half a foot away, half a foot apart, as if a row of fences suddenly appeared on the flat ground.

"Those who have passed the guns will be killed without mercy. Here are two guns, and there are eighteen left. Twenty of you, see which two lucky ones can go back alive to report the news..."

Lorist's voice was not loud, but it was clearly echoing in everyone's ears in the restaurant.

The big restaurant fell silent for a moment, no one spoke, only Baron Camora's rapid breathing sound. Faced with such a situation and his subordinates who did not obey orders, he was powerless.

The expressions of several silver knights standing in front of the guns changed, and the sword light on the long sword in their hands were sucking and spitting. They were hesitating whether to cross the gun-rolling fence on the ground. A rough voice sounded from behind them, breaking the silence of the big restaurant: "I'm afraid of a bird! Everyone went up together and chopped up this kid..."

"Kill!" The silver knights in the front row raised their swords in their hands and no longer hesitated to swarm over the pitching guns that were inserted diagonally on the ground...

The gun was thrown like lightning. The silver knights who had just passed the place where the gun was thrown on the ground were like lightning strikes, and their screams were connected...

A silver knight took a quick step back and returned to the back of the gun-rolling fence. In front of him, seven companions had fallen from the ground, and seven guns penetrated into their chests and nailed them to the ground. Four of them were breathing blood and gasping while struggling in pain...

The Silver Knight heard his teeth clattering and his whole body was trembling. It was too fast, they were less than ten steps away from Lorist, but these seven or eight meters represented the boundary between life and death. The fastest companion just rushed out four steps and fell on the ground. If there wasn't a companion in front of him who gave him time to take two steps back, he would be the eighth person to fall to the ground...

Fortunately, I saw the opportunity quickly. I first glanced at a companion and stepped back when I saw it. Otherwise... it would be so dangerous. The feeling of escaping from death made the silver knight feel weak all over. I smelled a foul odor in my nose, and heard a "sparse" sound in my ears. When I took a look, my companion around me was scared to have shit and urine...

"Who told me just now? Stand up." Lorist said lightly, but he was holding a gun in his hand, obviously looking like he was settled after the autumn.

The silver knights who called them naturally knew that they could still distinguish the voices of their partners. The silver knights in front flashed straight to both sides, revealing a big man with a long sword and a beard behind him.

The big man didn't expect that his companion in front of him would suddenly dodge and expose himself. Facing Lorist and the gun in his hand, the big man was stunned for a moment and suddenly screamed and turned around and ran out of the door of the big restaurant...

Lorist was about to take action, and a long green arrow flew past him and flew up the escaped silver knight, and then nailed the arrow to the wooden wall beside the gate. The man hung it on the wooden wall for only a few times and then died.

Josk said: "Want to escape? Ask me first the bow and arrow in my hand..."

The silver knights then remembered that there was a golden archer on the other side, but the golden knight on his side fell to the ground. The twelve silver knights standing were all silent, worried about whether the other party would spare their own questions.

"Joe, you bastard, steal my limelight again." Lorist muttered and looked at the twelve silver knights. Each silver knight who touched his eyes couldn't help but lower his head.

"Very good, I can let you go and forgive your rude behavior. But you must pay for your own actions and accept my punishment. Now throw the weapons on the ground and line up there. Reddy, Pat, go and take their weapons and take their purse..." said Lorist.

"You, you are doing a robber! I will accuse you of the shameless behavior of the Norton family in front of all the nobles!" Baron Camora was furious and jumped up and accused him angrily.

"Bandit acts? Shameless acts? Lord Baron, please do not compare our Norton family with the Duke. We are not qualified to call the two words "Bandit" and "Shameless" in front of the Duke. Could it be that the purpose of your coming is very sacred? We welcome you enthusiastically with the best food, but you do not respect me, as the master. Not only do we take the lead, but we also draw our swords and shout and kill. Is it a way to treat our Norton family that lets you slaughter?"

"Sir Baron, don't forget the customs of the northerners. Guests come to the door, warmly entertain them, and bad guests come to the door, leaving their lives. As the master, I am already very kind. I did not take their lives. I only paid their weapons and took the purse as compensation for the objects they destroyed. Could you ask me to kill them in revenge on their disobedience to obey your orders just now?" said Lorist.

The poor Baron Camora immediately welcomed twelve pairs of hatred gazes.

Reddy ran over and said, "Sir, you have brought all twelve purses..."

"Are you stupid?" Lorist slapped him on the back of the head: "There are seven on the ground, and there is still one hanging on the wall over there. Don't you see it? Go and clean it up. People die like a lamp. Anyway, they are dead, and you can take down all the valuables..."

"You, you, Lord Norton! They are dead, please respect them! They are all brave warriors..." Baron Camora could no longer bear it. If the anger in his eyes came true, Lorist had been burned to ashes.

"You mean that those who die are brave warriors, are they all cowards?" Lorist asked, pointing to the twelve silver knights.

So the poor Baron Kamov was shot out of his body by the twelve pairs of angry eyes.

"I, no, this, meaning, thought..." Baron Camora said word by word.

"I understand what you mean. They are a little brave, but they are even more stupid. Moreover, they are not dead. They not only destroy the utensils, but also dirty the floor of my restaurant. I also have to spend money to ask someone to clean it. Now the labor is very expensive. If I don't clean it, I will think of their death and feel the smell of blood. Then I will not be able to eat or have no appetite. If I have no appetite, I will get sick. If I get sick, I have to buy medicine. The Northland medicine is not cheap, so I decided to strip them naked to compensate them for their death here..." Lorist was talking about a tongue twister.

Baron Camora lifted up his dress, and Lorist looked at him curiously, thinking that if you take out a handful of AK47, I will kneel in front of you and sing to conquer.

Baron Camora took out his purse and smashed it fiercely at Lorist, which Lorist easily took it.

"I will pay you my money, and now all of our money bags belong to you! As a nobleman, please give these warriors a little decent... " Baron Camora bent down deeply.

"Well, who made me soft-hearted?" Lorist turned around and said to Reddy and Pat, who were stripping the body of the clothes, "Okay, just take away the weapons and purse. Why do you take such smelly socks? It's better to buy another pair and wear them again, and you don't want the shoes."

Baron Camora sat on the chair behind him with weak helplessness, with only one thought in his mind: Lord Duke, you have met your opponent...
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