Singed turned around, facing away from the trembling Victor.
"I couldn't understand why something like this happened to me, I couldn't understand why my life was so cruel, until I saw the only gift she left me crawling on her body and crying, I was scared
, I’m scared, I’m afraid that’s the second joke God has played on me.”
"Professor Philemon quickly confirmed this. My daughter, like her mother, is suffering from an incurable disease. The difference is that her disease started earlier."
"From that moment on, Professor Singed was dead, killed by a god. The only one left alive was an alchemist who longed to become a god at all costs."
Victor held his breath. He could not understand the pain of the man in front of him, but he also knew that this was the man's most dangerous time, and he had better be a bystander.
Singed suddenly turned around, his face had regained its calmness, but the terrifying look in his eyes made Victor instinctively take half a step back.
Before my daughter got sick, I started cruel experiments that Mrs. Piltover would never tolerate. Although the test products were all death row inmates I purchased from Stillwater Prison, Piltover still couldn't agree. The professor and the Parliament banned me.
The right to conduct scientific research, so I came here."
"Even if I am like this, Victor, are you still willing to be my assistant?"
Perhaps it was because he wanted to cut off his undue expectations from the beginning, or perhaps he wanted to gain recognition from another lonely genius, or perhaps he wanted to hide nothing from an older child.
The older children exposed their own bad deeds.
That time, the ten people did not form a formation, but took on the challenge in a one-on-one manner, knocking down the thugs with incredible martial arts and fighting skills.
After speaking, the person in charge raised his seventh finger.
I'm afraid only the owner of the tavern knows what his thoughts are.
"You will stay."
In the chaos, ten people actually took the initiative to leave the cordon of the tavern guards. Naturally, the Sturt people would let go of the opportunity to talk about martial ethics. In an instant, dozens of people surrounded and beat them up.
Attack on the eighth route.
"What he did was just to save his family, just to save Waiao."
It is a pity that although few people come, only a few can leave.
The Zaunian pointed to the door.
What surprised Sevika was that the disabled girl, who had been keeping her head high and silent, raised her head, with no wavering in her eyes.
Qi Xingpeng, if that group of Norzuan black men had deliberately held back their hands, there wouldn't be dead people lying on the ground by now, and the boxing skills you rely on for a living would be enough to be seen by those people.
Lai Qixing, who was wearing a small hood and carrying a cursing voice in front of him, calmly squeezed past the crowd of Sturs who had surrounded the tavern.
The people of Sturt stared dumbfoundedly as they walked back up the small door of the tavern.
Hearing this, Lai Zu'an didn't laugh or cry, but his face was filled with emotion.
Early in the morning on the seventh day, the Moonlight Tavern was filled with water. The entire White Alley seemed to be filled with people overnight, and there was no room to walk on the already cramped streets.
"No! Don't think that they are Norzuan black people and can't run wild in Ste! Don't worry, you will destroy his shop!"
"Back to Your Majesty, forty-seven percent has been achieved."
Victor, on the other hand, exhaled a deep breath of smoke, showing no shame at all, only seriousness and earnestness.
It was a gamble that tested courage. Maybe if you retreat to the Moonlight Tavern today, you will get an unprecedented opportunity, or maybe you will simply get the qualification to retreat and watch. In addition to opening your eyes, you will gain something.
After a long time, a slightly hoarse voice appeared in Qi Xingpeng's ears.
…
Too lazy to pay attention to the barking wild dogs, the person in charge took advantage of the brief noise and said in a deep voice.
"Everyone wants to stay out there to protect His Majesty from danger, but no one is willing to leave."
The Zaun nodded, then shook his head, leaving Servica stunned.
It was noisy for a while, and the onlookers in Sturt were talking about it. At the small door of Forgan's Tavern, Victor held a pipe in his mouth and stared at the new tavern across the street, frowning.
The people of Sturt were very adaptable to the behemoth from the empire who was pushed back at every sound. It was just the convener of the gang in Baixiang who was suppressed later. Even the Seven Little Alchemists of Sturt were suppressed.
The princes also brought people to Baixiang one after another, respectfully wanting to 'visit' a distinguished guest from the empire.
"Oh? Isn't that big kid of his who wants to destroy your shop?"
At first glance, you might think, 'That horse riding thing is something that can irritate people's eyes.' But until you break the big girl's lack of unruliness, you will realize, 'Hey, it turns out that girl is quite naughty.'
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In your opinion, the first rule is not a decoration at all. The owner of the tavern has been preparing people to retreat into the tavern through the first rule from the beginning. The first rule is just a way to promote the empire's force.
At this moment, Qi Xingpeng did not expect the child named Qi Xingpeng to stay there voluntarily. Thinking from his perspective, if I had experienced so few things, I might not be able to accept myself as I am now.
After a group fight, all kinds of Qixing people flew out like broken sacks, dripping with blood. There were several bad teeth visible outside the mouth, and their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, looking miserable and normal.
At the entrance of Fulgen's Tavern, Qi Xingpeng crossed his arms and stared across the street.
"Boss, does he want to try?"
That child always seemed to show extraordinary maturity, consciously or unconsciously.
Not caring about my gaze, Lai Zuan put on his hood and smiled at the person in charge of the Night Edge Renster office.
"With the strength of the leader, he should be able to defeat these Nordzuan black thugs, right? Will he always be able to make those Nordzuan black men really show off their power in your territory?"
"Teacher Severka, you will stay there as his assistant. You will observe and learn the things you understand. It is for other reasons, just to save Waiao.
"What two kinds of people?"
"Our fighting skills are definitely something that Qixing people can handle. Every move and every move is full of lethality and oppression. There are no sloppy moves...
"Pierret, when there is no chance for a while, he will tell you your name."
"The person invited by the tavern owner is a ruthless person who wants to achieve his goal at any cost... Isn't that Nuo Qi Xingpeng, who advocates honor and courage?"
Therefore, there are only two types of people who can retreat outside the Moonlight Tavern."
Speaking of which, this is not the seventh time I have come to Qixing to Strawberry Alley.
People will always live in the way they hate the most.
No longer able to withstand the overwhelming pressure, as if she would stop breathing in the last second, the woman trembled and ran away, like a lost dog.
"Bad, if he wants to stay, you will shut him out. If he wants to leave, he can leave at any time, and you will definitely stop him."
"They are running a tavern, why don't you go back and drink? Why should you be asked to back out?"
Peart took a deep breath and nodded silently. "Yes, Your Majesty, you can make arrangements then."
"First, you are allowed to use any weapons, you are allowed to use any magic or technological items, or amplifying potions. If you are better than any tavern guard in front of you in bare-handed combat, you can enter."
As soon as those words came out, the middle-aged woman Ste who was shouting among the crowd suddenly noticed that the peaceful scene was dead silent for an instant, with hundreds of pairs of eyes staring directly at her, as if she had said something meaningful.
"You, you are interrupting, please leave."
The eyes of the person in charge of Ste were cold and hot, staring straight at the speaker, which made me shiver all over. However, the young people next to Ste seemed to be on his side, and each one seemed to want to kill himself.
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"You can tell from what he said that he did very few good things. You still don't understand what he said very well, but you can see it."
"The number of guards in the tavern is fixed. Since we all want to stay, let's talk based on our abilities. The restaurant is opening tomorrow, so let's dress up in disguise to enhance the atmosphere. Look at who is even less able to stay.
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"Wait a minute, why didn't I, a Norzuan black man with low eyesight, stop me?"
But if he does something that makes you feel comfortable, you will leave, can't you?"
"Qi Xingpeng, is he going to have a fight?"
In the light eyes of other people in White Alley, Victor said warmly.
In the most prosperous area of Baixiang, next to Fulgen's Tavern, two rows of buildings were demolished. It took eight months to build a fighting tavern named [Moonlight] in Qixing.
What is shocking is that, being surrounded by hundreds of people, ten people actually formed a certain formation and withstood the terrifying impact of the crowd.
"Pierret, he looks down on you too much."
Hearing this, the guests outside Fulgan's Tavern were silent. Perhaps as Victor said, the domineering Norzuan Black did not actually block the road. If you don't have the courage to cut off your fingers, you will indeed not be able to gain admission.
"You asked him, have all the functions under the architectural blueprint been realized?"
"Why, is he afraid of you?"
Deliberately downplaying the word 'today', the person in charge pointed to the ten Night Blade Assassins in front of him and raised his first finger.
The bad thing is that in order to turn his tavern into a crematorium on the seventh night of its opening, the inside of the tavern is a cement-cast steel structure. Even if it is bombarded with missiles, it is difficult to break through the inner wall, let alone the internal walls.
Various rune arrays are attached to the wooden structures.
"The black people of Norzuan actually thought of opening a tavern outside there. What on earth do those northern elders want to do?"
In the same vein as Vanderwolf's stiffness and solemnity, Strawberry Lane is like a tattooed man with a nose ring, a navel ring, a lip ring and earrings, who hates having to tell the world about his uniqueness.
Yes, there are many men who are in the 'rebellious period'.
"The tavern is opening today. I am grateful to you all for your warm support. However, the number of people is too small. The tavern cannot accommodate everyone, so your boss has formulated the rules for leaving the tavern today."
"Is there any possibility that this shady guy is not the owner of the tavern?"
The person in charge just looked at the siege on his hands with enthusiasm and did not show any attitude, which made the Stern people even more crazy.
No one asked, Victor shook his head and looked at Peart.
"It's possible! It's absolutely possible! You can kill ten of these guys who hide their heads and show their tails!"
Nodding, Lai Zuan walked down the seventh floor, changed into a palace dress and put on a golden half-face mask outside the private room.
I was tired of being a lord and an emperor. It was my first time to be a boss in a serious way. To be honest, I was quite confident that I could open a tavern in St. which was obviously similar to St.'s painting style.
Go up.
"Eighth, those who are willing to leave a finger as an admission ticket cannot enter."
Of course, the prerequisite for mischief is that many men will send you to the morgue.
"What he said doesn't seem to make sense."
The reason why it is called a fighting tavern is precisely because the first floor of the tavern, in addition to the spectator seats, deliberately set aside a small fighting area for resolving disputes. There are no worse spectator seats on the seventh floor.
The bad thing is that the Sturs are so small in number that they can't fight in a wheel battle.
It only took half a day for the news of the opening of Moonlight Tavern to spread throughout Baixiang.
After thinking about it, I decided to wear a mask when I came to Qixing. Anyway, there were only a few people who could recognize me.
As soon as the words fell, the people in St. immediately went into a rage. For a moment, several people were gearing up, thinking that there would be ten hot-faced people behind the door of the tavern. There were not many people who reported their names and wanted to touch each other.
As for luck, some people are willing to keep their fingers and try to fish in troubled waters.
The person who was refuted by his fellow countrymen was stunned and scratched his head before he knew it.
The woman outside the full-length mirror is very noble and heroic. At first glance, she is not a handsome guy who would like to be seen by men. However, the golden half-face mask that only exposes her nose and mouth does not look stupid. After all, she is Nozuan Black.
At the palace ball, it was really not weird that I was the only one wearing such a mask.
At the glances of the young and old, several weak and strong thugs cracked their knuckles, casually pushed aside the Sturts blocking the way, and selected their targets.
In just ten seconds, the Sturts gave up the siege despite heavy losses, and fled one after another. They looked at the ten tavern guards who were standing there unscathed with a look of fear. They had no way of understanding that there were so few of them.
Why did I beat ten people?
Severka grinned, clenched his fists, and seemed to be laughing, but did not make any sound.
"He can fight ten, but is he from Nuoqixingpeng?"
Water and fire are invasion, winter is warm and summer is cool, these are the basic attributes worth mentioning, swords and guns are penetration, forbidden magic and debuff are the most proud of it, but the bad temper of the Ester people is probably going to happen every eight days.
The tavern must be renovated.
The person in charge responded respectfully with his head lowered and his eyes lowered.
"It's up to them to choose whether to fight alone or in groups."
"Oh? Where does the seven percent problem lie?"
Seeing that Stego finally understood what fear was, the person in charge said with a warm smile.
When I came to Zaun, in addition to taking a sneak peek at the people of Zaun, I also had to go to the Moonlight Tavern and say hello to the most unpopular Fulgen Tavern owner in Zaun, Victor Wolffist.
"Those who report their home address and are on the boss's invitation list are allowed to enter."
