When Yi left the Sword Cave with the smiling Lester, Wu Yuan approached Dolan, who was sitting on the stone pier with his head lowered, and hesitated.
"Master Dolan, what happened just now...?"
Raising his head, Dolan shook his head with a calm expression.
"This is my own business, so I won't bother Master Wuyuan to worry about it."
"Then, if Master Dolan is planning to leave here, please tell me in advance..."
"Don't worry, I won't leave until a year later. Before I leave, I will build some more enchanted weapons for the Wuji Sect. You don't have to worry about my safety. I just found a way to go further in the way of forging.
Only the fire and the hammer can I live up to."
Seeing Dolan clarifying his words, Wuyuan could only nod helplessly.
Of course, there is nothing to say. It was Dolan's own decision to come to the Wuji Sect. It was agreed from the beginning that he would only stay here temporarily and exchange sophisticated weapons for daily consumption.
In the past few years, Master Dolan has not owed anything to the Wuji Sect. On the contrary, the Wuji Sect has exchanged grain and mineral materials for sophisticated weapons, and has owed Master Dolan a lot of favors. Now he has no reason to stop them from leaving.
But having said that, after knowing that Dolan's departure was a certainty, Wuyuan still regretted that he had introduced an outsider here and had such a thing.
However, I knew that I was being stared at by a pair of hidden eyes.
As a white shadow fell from the sky, the leader of the human traffickers lost his balance and was knocked to the ground by Darius. The sharp knife followed him and went into his chest.
While Besili cheered and searched the body, Queletta came behind the panting Darius, stared into Darius's eyes with a sad face, and wiped the dry underside of the girl's cheeks with his sleeves.
of blood stains.
"Okay, go wake up Queletta. Copycat, ambush me as you said. If no one passes, just kill me! Before I kill him, I have to fight and run around the trap!"
"In that case, it's decided."
"That's wrong. This blond girl's name is Queletta. She's very beautiful. You're probably still a baby. Apart from Queletta, there aren't two big ghosts in the house. They have to be slow to get started. There aren't many people.
Just staring outside... Now that we've reached the road, guys, it's time to settle the money, right?"
Besili, who had to search for the body, jumped up and hugged his brother. The scene of him wearing a handsome armor and killing the enemy in front of everyone's attention had not yet appeared in his mind. It was Queletta who thought about it.
less.
"Darius, what should we do next? If the hyenas continue to attack you."
"Don't let my mother hold back, that bastard dares to kill you! Kill me first!"
Besili grinned when he heard that he couldn't kill anyone.
"He Qiaoxian, if you want to die, get up quickly."
"No, why are you messing with these rotten dogs? Next time the matter is settled, you will tuck your tail between your legs, and he knows..."
As a border city of the Nodark Empire, the public security in Heqiaoxianke is extremely chaotic, with frequent population movements and a group of low-level talents from all over the world. Murder is so common in that port city that the governor of the Noheqiaoxian Empire
Before reporting to the cabinet, we chose governance methods that were tailored to local conditions.
[It’s a guy I know, a newcomer]
"It was the people from Hyena Delaiwen who told you that there is... a beautiful blond sister out there. We want you to attack him! Brother, you admitted defeat that time and he let you go. You
Everything underneath him belongs to him! What does he think?"
"Is there nothing he can do?"
"Bad!"
After hearing that Darius's plan was to meet the consul of He Qiaoxianke, Besili, who usually did so many wonderful things, was no longer afraid, but Queletta nodded and patted Besili on the shoulder.
Queletta nodded, that was also the reason why Darius, who was only seventeen years old, could be so weak. Darius had always suffered from food.
The gangster nodded, the smile on his face not a bit lewd.
Besili scratched his head with a look of relief on his face.
After thinking in silence for a while, Darius suddenly pointed at the old desert man who had not been dead for a long time underground.
The gangster's smile changes.
"Darius, kill us!"
When Besili crouched and left, Darius wrapped the handle of the sharp knife tightly under his left hand with a piece of cloth to prevent it from getting stained with blood and slipping off.
"Yes, but you can't think of a way! After such easy days, there will always be nothing you can do..."
"Okay, you can just wait for them outside."
Before the search, Darius found a 17-centimeter-long dagger, a bag of tobacco leaves, a pipe and two silver coins. He also disliked the blood-stained baggage, so Darius stuffed the things back into the bag.
Outside, carrying it in front of me, I returned to the abandoned building again.
Even though the weapon was luxurious, it was a small cut under the body. If the blood could not be stopped, one would have to wait for death. It was worse than some knives.
"Soldier?"
"Say, Mr. Desert! Who sent them here?"
One person supported the injured companion, and the other held a torch, responsible for guarding Besili and Queletta under the stairs, but Darius had just missed the opportunity to attack from the front.
With the sound of iron weapons piercing flesh and blood, eight human traffickers from Shurima died.
Resisting the urge to press the wretched man with snot foaming behind his eyes to death in his sleep for many years, Darius tapped his sleeping brother with his toes and raised his voice.
At the foot of the majestic barrier, the port city called Xasco has never been more prosperous than ever. Merchant ships across the small continent are moored under the docks, supporting thousands of weak dockworkers and gang members.
At the corner, the sharp knife directly pierced the waist and twisted it hard. Amidst the screams, Darius took a step forward to avoid the oncoming blows and looked at the two injured intruders with a warm smile on his face.
By.
Darius, who had Queletta's approval, ignored his brother's thoughts as a matter of course.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In many slums, you can find intact doors and windows, and tattered debris is a rare treasure in the slums. They are piled up in various places to achieve the effect of blocking the line of sight, which also means that often
A messy space will become the worst battlefield for those unfamiliar with the terrain.
"Be a soldier!? Darius, can you really become a soldier?"
Sitting up in agitation, Besili wiped away the snot from his nose with his left hand and looked at the sharp knife outside his brother's hand, who had a solemn look on his face.
"You heard others say that the laws of the empire hate human traffickers. If you bring those dead desert elders to the city guards, you will definitely be able to see the consul He Qiaoxianke. Then you won't be able to
Show your will and strength to the Archon, get an identity, and join the army!"
The trafficker leader's eyes narrowed, and smoke flowed out of his mouth along with blood froth. He wanted to make a sound, but his mouth was tightly covered, and all he could hear was Gandhi whining.
Laying traps, setting up ambushes, and attacking with bare hands are the best ways of fighting that Darius has found.
Queletta, who had been waiting for a long time, loosened the rubber band and flew the slingshot towards the visitor's head with the stones. By accident, the stones were knocked back into the eye sockets, crushing the eyeballs.
"They put away the seven corpses first. There is not a single corpse inside. When you get them back, you can go find Cheng Heqiao early tomorrow morning! Try it first and then think of a solution if it works!" "He
Is the big bitch you’re talking about right outside that place?”
Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, Darius also prepared to face the enemy head-on, so he ducked forward and went forward.
"But there are no imperial recruiting officers in Texas. Do you want to leave Texas and go inland?"
Darius, who lived in the slums of Texas, knew this very well. Before my parents died and left me with a little trouble, I understood that sleeping too late at night was not a good idea.
It's hard to wake up.
By the light of the torch, Darius looked at the thin blond boy, and the first trace of pity in his heart disappeared.
Queletta holding a slingshot and Besili carrying a stone hammer completely blocked the path for the few people to advance. Unlike Queletta who was not worried, Besili's face was full of blood and he was excited.
"Brother, please be careful. Although Darius is a big ghost, not many people have fallen into trouble."
At the same time, in the abandoned building, at the corner of the stairs, Besili had just used a stone hammer on his watch to open the mouth of the trafficker who had fallen on the ground. With a smile on his face, he hammered the watermelon pulp everywhere, and when he finished, he smiled at him with a mean smile.
The eight people on the stairs slapped their butts.
Once it's evening and the city returns to the fortress, the city with scattered buildings and rarely changed roads will turn into a huge man-eating mouth.
"Looking at you guys, do you think they are so awesome? They spent a long time gathering information and that's what they got? You idiot! His life is only worth two silver coins out there! It's up to you to take it, and others will take it if you don't have it!"
"It's a hyena, who could it be?"
"That damn place is too messy. Let's evacuate first!"
Before selecting a group of pure lambs who understand the dangers of society, there are countless thieves, thieves, murderers and hooligans left outside the city. During the day, there is no pretentious maintenance by the Nodalk City Guards.
If you go to the public security department, if you catch a criminal, you will extort a sum of money and let him go. Criminals who want to make a small hemorrhage must also consider whether their wealth is enough to redeem themselves.
Looking at her brother with a trusting gaze, Besili felt unjust.
Darius shook his head with a serious look on his face.
The tragic situation around him and the difficulty of dealing with the big ghost finally gave the traffickers a sense of fear.
On the other side, seven human traffickers armed with wooden sticks and sacks were following a gangster, looking at the abandoned building where the structure had been built, with less solemn expressions.
"Why does he think there are only a few of you in that abandoned building? You can come and leave whenever you want? There must be something left behind, right?"
After wrapping the handle of the knife, Darius finished the initial inspection. It was said to be a sharp knife, but in fact it was just a thin iron bar that he found. Before sharpening it, he used a nail to hoop it under the handle of a cylindrical piece of wood. As soon as he paid attention,
It will come loose. The worst thing is that the least thing I do is not check the weapon, but something will go wrong at that time.
Hearing this, the traffickers agreed.
Seeing the big ghost provoking themselves, the eight traffickers also got angry. They rushed down the stairs and were about to hit He Qiaoxian with a wooden mallet on her butt, but the sound of rubber bands relaxing came from the other side.
The gangster smiled and nodded, taking a few steps forward to hide.
"Damn it! I've been tricked! There are no traps underground!"
"Is it possible? What if you think of another way? What if the consul locks you up?"
Nodding, Darius said little and signaled Besili to report the news quickly.
After climbing all the way around the roof, Darius came directly under the leader of the traffickers, leaned forward, and his eyes were as cold as frost.
Seven people were killed and two were disabled in the blink of an eye. The remaining one was completely panicked and had no fighting spirit at all.
"Who knows whether the information he gave is true or false? Let's wait until we catch these big ghosts."
"What the hell are you afraid of? The people in Delaiwen are a bunch of rubbish. They can even deal with a few big guys. It's your turn to make the money! Please remind me again, the key point is to get started with boys. Once they are done, they can be sold.
For a few dollars, especially this blond girl, you will take off the skin of anyone who treats your face and body!"
"You go and become soldiers! You are the same as this group of hyenas who only dare to act violently outside the slums. As long as you can prove that you are weak, the empire will definitely accept you!"
After Darius left, the hyena gangster came out of the darkness and spit a mouthful of phlegm on the dead body.
"Snapped!"
Preparing to give the enemy less time to talk nonsense, Darius pulled out the sharp knife and struck it with several more blows, stabbing the man into a bloody hole and dying immediately.
"Of course you are. If you have a pass or not, you will be arrested if you go a long way. Not to mention how much money you have saved. You can even sit in the carriage, and all the money you earn will be spent."
"Why do you want to be a soldier?"
The seven people claimed to be so and retreated into the abandoned building one by one with torches. The leader of the traffickers stopped in the abandoned building and found a place against the wall to smoke. The reason why I am alive today is not because I know what is most dangerous.
“Ahhhh!
"
"Dreaus?"
…
Responding to Queletta's eyes without wavering, Darius, who had killed several people in one night, also became ruthless.
"No one has touched it, at most eight, maybe less. To tell you the truth, did his eldest son provoke the hyena Delavin again?"
"If you want to arrest him, it's his brother. Why is he afraid? You think you can do it, but it's better than hanging around outside!"
"That's all, it was just a sudden chance, so what's the pity... Because this kind of thing disturbs my mind, it seems that my practice is not good enough. I should close my door to think about my mistakes and meditate quietly."
Money and power are the least powerful passes in Texas.
"So, they are here for Queletta? They want to sell you to Shurima? You are a Nodark! He actually wants to sell the noble Nodark people outside the desert?"
He rolled and fell up the stairs, covering his bleeding eyes. The screams of the traffickers were even more horrifying than evil spirits at night. The stairs blocked by debris were already narrow, and one person fell to the ground, blocking the path of the other two people.
Death, the two of them could only move forward in embarrassment.
