"Alcohol, fighting and gambling are all three things that men like. Of course it's very lively." Mario replied with a smile.
"Aren't there any beauties?" Gao Fei joked casually.
"Yes! Of course! Brother, we have as many hot little girls as you want here, black, white, brown, yellow, with a perky butt, big breasts, pointed ears, what do you like?
Just say so and I'll take you to the next door to choose."
Of course Gao Fei knew that next door to the tavern was a brothel, so he quickly waved his hand in thanks.
"It's too early for me at my age to start looking for flowers and flowers! By the way, is Sister Claire here?"
"I've been here a long time ago. I'm drinking with the boss at the bar. I'll take you there."
Goofy followed Mario, squeezed through the crowd with difficulty, came to the bar, and greeted Umberto and Claire.
"Look who's here? Our little judge!"
"Sister Claire, please don't laugh at me."
"Haha! Musk, I haven't seen you for just a week, and your whole person has changed so much that I can't even recognize you." The red-haired girl looked at Gao Fei with complicated emotions in her eyes.
"Yes, you are dressed like a young master now. I almost didn't recognize you when you first walked in," Mario said.
"Musk, I heard that you had good luck and were appreciated by Mr. George Colt and became an assistant in his office?" Umberto asked.
Gao Fei nodded and admitted.
Umberto held up the wine glass thoughtfully, and after a while he continued: "Musk, your identity is different now. Don't come here anymore, otherwise you will become a judge or a lawyer in the future.
, being found to be a member of a gang may affect your future."
"Brother Umberto! Don't think so!" Gao Fei quickly expressed his stance seriously, "I am an orphan born on this street. I am a member of the big family of 'Street Angels'. No matter how my identity changes, I will always be the same."
I will never forget my roots!”
Umberto was touched by his decisive attitude and reached out to pat the young man on the shoulder.
"Remember, Musk, this will always be your home! Sit down, have a drink with us, and talk about your new life."
Goofy took the beer with white foam from Claire, took a big sip, and then briefly told about his encounter at Colt's house.
Umberto and Claire listened attentively and smiled when they learned that the judge's family took good care of him.
At this time, there was a sudden noise behind him and the muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Gao Fei looked back and saw that around the boxing ring in the center of the tavern, the crowd that had been crowded together suddenly dispersed. A shirtless strong man fell from the ring and lay on the ground holding his head and moaning, with blood flowing down his face.
It flowed out from his nostrils.
"William was defeated! Defeated by that ogre!"
"Damn it! I was hoping to make a fortune from him, but I lost everything again!"
"Isn't there a better fighter here? Who else wants to challenge the ogre?"
"Stand up, warriors of the 'Street Angels'!"
"500 ringing gold coins are calling you. As long as you defeat that stupid ogre, this bounty will be yours!"
Next to the ring, the dealer of the gambling game was shouting loudly, but no one dared to come on stage to challenge.
Gao Fei put down the oak wine glass, stood up, and looked up at the boxing ring.
Standing on the stage was a fat, bald man with yellowish-green skin, no less than two and a half meters tall, holding a big-headed wooden stick in his hand, and was making strange noises, appearing very excited.
When Fatty Huang turned around, Gao Fei realized that he had just begun to take on a human form, with a big, round face covered with freckles, eyes that were extremely small compared to his face, exuding a sense of stupidity, and a pair of sharp horns protruding from the corners of his mouth.
tooth.
Looking at this ogre, Gao Fei couldn't help but recall a mental patient in his hometown town.
In the middle of winter, I walk around in the street wearing shorts and a vest. I don’t seem to feel the cold. I dare to put food in my mouth as long as it is edible, regardless of whether it is done cleanly. I have a huge appetite and a strong body. I look like
A beast.
If anyone dared to look at him twice, he would rush over and beat them like a mad dog, without any serious consequences.
Because he was mentally unsound, his beating was in vain.
Gao Fei didn't know the name of this man, but the locals called him "Crazy Man Wu". Before he fell into the reservoir and drowned, he was used by parents as a tool to scare children.
"If you don't obey me, 'Crazy Wu' will come and beat you!"
Gao Fei heard this a lot when he was a kid.
The ogre in the boxing ring gave him the impression of a "Martial Madman".
They look like humans, but they don't have sound humanity.
He has low intelligence, but has a surprisingly strong physique.
Extremely cruel and using violence instinctively, rather than being evil, its existence itself is the embodiment of the word "barbaric".
Gao Fei retracted his thoughts and turned on the astrolabe to check the ogre on the ring.
This guy belongs to the "Chaotic Evil" camp, his species belongs to the "Giant Subspecies", challenge level 3, hp 73, attributes are: Strength 22, Agility 8, Constitution 16, Intelligence 6, Perception 12, Charisma 7.
The adult ogre has rough skin and thick flesh, has 5 points of natural defense, and wears a set of leather armor. Excluding the agility and size penalties, the overall defense level is 16.
In addition, this ogre also has three specialties: "Strongness", "Powerful Attack" and "Weapon Specialization". Its specialization weapon type is "Bludgeoning", and the attack roll of the big stick in its hand has an advantage.
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"A mere ogre has suppressed you! Are you still considered men?"
Claire's gorgeous face turned red under the influence of alcohol, and she stood up, planning to challenge the ogre on stage.
Gao Fei glanced at the system prompt he just received and quickly stopped her.
"Sister Claire, you don't need to take action personally against an opponent of this caliber. Let me deal with that ogre."
"Musk...you have only drank half a glass of beer, and you are so drunk that you don't know your last name?" Claire glared at him angrily, "You are so small, if you get hit by an ogre, you will die on the spot.
If you're disabled, don't ask for trouble!"
"Sister Claire, you look down on me!" Gao Fei pretended to be aggrieved.
"I don't mean to underestimate you! But you..."
"Claire!" Umberto suddenly interrupted, "Since Musk is so confident, let him go on stage and give it a try."
"No...Brother Umberto, are you drunk too?" Mario couldn't help but interrupt, "Musk is only thirteen years old, and he is like a baby in front of the strong ogre. He came on stage to challenge the ogre.
, isn’t it tantamount to committing suicide?”
"Young does not mean weak. Musk is not impulsive. Since he took the initiative to challenge the ogre, he must be sure of victory."
Umberto put down his wine glass and a strange smile appeared on his lips.
"Claire, Mario, do you dare to make a bet with me? If Musk wins, you two will share the expenses of the pub tonight."
