Downton stepped forward and clenched his right fist, like a battering ram, with a burst of wind, hitting Matt's chin from bottom to top.
Bang, Matt's jaw suddenly shattered, blood sprayed out, and his whole body shot up into the sky like a dried salted fish and hit the wooden ceiling.
With a bang, the whole hotel seemed to shake, and the dust packed on the beams rustled down.
Matt was stunned and couldn't control the soul shield defense at all. He happened to land parallel to Downton and his second blow came.
Giant Iron Fist.
Bang, Downton's body stretched like a big bow, and the long-armed iron fist hit Matt's chest like a powerful arrow.
Boom, Matt flew away, but before he could be thrown far away, Downton stretched out his big hand, grabbed his shirt again, and quickly pulled it down.
Downton raised his knee and hit Matt in the waist.
Bang, the fallen Matt was thrown away again, with blood spurting out of his mouth and his clothes were stained red.
After Tang Zheng dropped his right foot, he moved his center of gravity forward and kicked out his left leg, riding on Matt's body like a galloping horse.
This additional attack caused Matt to fall more than eight meters, knocking over three dining tables and splattering blood all over the floor.
The mercenaries were dumbfounded by Downton's rapid-fire attacks. He was a soul-level magic user, and he was beaten like a sandbag, unable to fight back.
"This is impossible, I am a magic user." Matt stared at Downton with resentment and roared unconvinced. As a result, he spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood due to excessive force.
"Who told you that I am not a magic user?" Downton snorted coldly, and two soul shields popped out and rotated around his body.
"How is it possible?" Matt was almost blinded, his face full of disbelief, "You were a civilian more than two months ago, how could you advance so quickly?"
Hearing this, Vieri's eyelids jumped immediately. It seemed that Hannah's guess was correct. This boy had indeed found the royal tombs in Crow Ridge.
"You must have been beaten silly. Even if it takes three months, it is impossible for a magic user to be directly promoted to two levels." A mercenary shouted, expressing disbelief.
"Nonsense, it's impossible if you think about it, unless the wealthy nobles use magic stones to smash them out, but the magic users trained in that way are absolutely terrible in actual combat ability."
"Yes, this kid's few attacks have fully demonstrated his body's flexibility, vision, and experience. How can he be a waste taught in a college? It is obvious that he has this method after a lot of actual combat."
The mercenaries talked a lot about Downton, and even the leader of a small adventure group had the idea of ​​recruiting him.
"It's not wrong. Downton was an ordinary postman more than two months ago. You can go and find out." An old postman shouted subconsciously, trying to save Matt's face.
"I remembered that he was the boy who beat up Little Grandet on the street more than a month ago. He has indeed been promoted to the first level."
"Yes, I also remember that he also has a perfect battle axe, and the leader of the One-Eyed Mercenary Group even gave him trouble."
The mercenaries were all talking, and this time they looked at Downton with eyes that were curious, greedy, and inquisitive. Of course, if they knew that Downton was already at the second level of the soul peak and could advance to the next level at any time, they would probably
It will cause even greater shock.
"Enough nonsense, get out of here!" Downton took action, deliberately not hitting Matt on the head, just to keep him awake and bear the severe pain in his body, but he didn't expect that it would attract the attention of the mercenaries.
"Just wait, I will definitely kill you!" Matt felt like all the bones in his body were about to break. He vomited a mouthful of blood and mumbled harsh words.
Downton picked up the wine bottle and smashed it out, hitting Matt on the cheek and causing blood to fly from his nose.
The postmen were frightened and ran away.
"stop!"
In view of Downton's prestige in the past, the postmen stopped almost instinctively, then laughed and apologized to Downton.
"Take him away, don't embarrass him here." Downton waved his hand, no longer bothering to argue with these postmen. There was a wider world waiting for him to explore.
"Sir!" The waiter came over.
"I'll pay for the broken things according to the price." Downton understood what the waiter meant. These were not worth anything anyway, only a dozen silver coins.
"This matter is obviously that Matt's fault, how can I ask you to pay for it?" The tavern owner witnessed everything. When the conflict was over, he came over and said, "It was our dereliction of duty not to let the guests enjoy a quiet dinner time.
, go and get a barrel of red wine as my apology."
"No, I will compensate you."
Downton refused with a calm expression, but in his heart he was wondering about the purpose of the tavern owner's visit. He had been staying at the bar, why didn't he come over earlier to stop the conflict? I originally thought that he would wait for him to break something and ask for compensation at a high price, but now he actually
There was such an episode.
"This kid is very cautious and difficult to deal with!" The tavern owner smiled and glanced at Vieri. Hesitating on how to speak, he pulled him into the organization. The young man next to him seemed to have an ulterior motive.
The conversation did not continue because another uninvited guest broke into the tavern.
"Where is Downton?" Liszt yelled, kicking the dining table in front of him.
Compared with Matt's identity as the postman who can be taken away at any time, the mayor's son is the real No. 1 dude in Morning Mist Town. Even the young and successful Robinson has to nod and bow when he sees him.
The mercenaries quickly made a way out of the way. After all, if they wanted to make a living here and make others unhappy, they would be asking for death.
"I thought you would hide forever!" Liszt stood next to Downton with a completely condescending attitude.
"Why should I hide?" Downton deliberately looked surprised.
"Very good, you are brave enough. You are the first person who dares to talk to me like this." The furious Liszt kicked the table. As for the tavern owner next to him, he was completely ignored. Even if he was angry, so what? He
Do you dare to make a claim against yourself?
The cups and plates were in a mess, and the juice was splashing. Downton grabbed the little Loli by the collar, picked her up, and pulled her behind him.
"Let me go, you dare to smash Mr. Hutao's dining table, I'm going to kill him!" The little Loli was very angry, biting her pink lips with her little white teeth, and wanted to deal with Liszt.
Vieri didn't take any action. After Downton was dealt with, rescuing him would definitely make him owe a big favor.
"Where did this bastard come from?" Liszt glanced at Hutao with disgust and snorted, "My patience is very limited. In view of your offense, I will only pay 20,000 gold coins to buy that battle axe.
"
"Did I say I wanted to sell?" Downton looked directly into Liszt's sinister eyes without any concession or timidity.
The mercenaries were whispering, mixed with some sighs and gloating. They all knew that the young man was going to be unlucky. He was the son of the mayor, and there were no other ways to deal with him.
"Very good, I hope you won't regret this decision." Liszt coughed, cleared his throat, and read aloud, "Three days ago, one of the chief officials of the Duke of the West issued a notice asking Chenwu Town to
All men over the age of 40 and under the age of 40 will go to the Dagger Mine to serve one month of hard labor. If they are overdue for one week, they will be treated as fugitives."
The situation of the free people in the Western Territory is much better than that of the serfs and slaves, but as long as they live here, in addition to bearing various heavy taxes, they must also work for the Duke of the Western Territory for free for one month every year, and any losses incurred during this period
All proceeds belong to the Duke.
Seven years ago, freedmen were required to bring their own food and water to serve as laborers, and a huge bloody conflict broke out.
His Majesty the King saw that the contradiction between the noble class and the common people was getting bigger and bigger. In order to stabilize the situation, he passed the law with strong force and made the nobles compromise and agree to bear food and pay a small salary during the period of labor.
Downton did not expect that revenge would come so quickly, and there was no way to escape. If he did not go, he would be deprived of his household registration, become a slave, and be sold to compensate for the loss of Duke Placido of the West.
Of course, Downton can also choose to escape, in which case he can only become a refugee or a bandit. The former has no guarantee of life, while the latter will definitely be hanged on the gallows if he is caught.
"Haha, how about it? If you beg me now, I can help you get rid of the hard labor, and I will even pay you 20,000 gold coins." Liszt smiled disdainfully, leaned into Downton's ear, and lowered his voice, "That's it
The taste of power, why do you, a commoner, fight with me?"
Downton clenched his right fist, but when he hit Liszt, he thought of his sister Elaine. If he became a bandit, she would definitely die of grief.
"What? You want to hit me? Why don't you do it?" Liszt raised his chin and laughed heartily.
"I can't embarrass my sister." Downton took a deep breath and endured it. But sooner or later, he would have to repay this debt. Isn't he the mayor of Chenwu Town? Even if he spends money, he must pay this debt.
Position comes.
"Brother, beat him up, don't be afraid, I will help you." The little Loli opened her teeth and claws, stretched out her calf, and would have kicked Liszt if Downton hadn't pulled him.
"Hurry up and decide. I'm very pressed for time and I don't have time to waste time with a poor guy like you!" Liszt became impatient and kept urging.
"Downton, what happened?" Hannah came down the stairs, and in an instant, she attracted the attention of all the men in the pub.
Wearing a loose red mage robe with gold embroidery on the edges, it is waist-shaped, so it highlights her plump breasts.
Hannah had just taken a shower. Her long hair was tied on top of her head, with a few strands hanging down. The moisture on her hair made her look sexy.
Her elegant manners, as well as the confidence and pride she exudes when looking at her, all prove that she is of noble birth and well-educated.
Liszt's eyes were frozen, full of eagerness and possessiveness.
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