Chris didn't even look at those people, but looked at Nelson and said provocatively: "Why, you don't dare to do it yourself?"
"Are we still afraid of you?" Nielsen was a little superior. He pushed away the two guards blocking the way and walked in.
As soon as nearby passers-by saw this formation, they all backed away, leaving a vacuum circle within a hundred meters.
The stall owner Bada immediately rushed over, took Chris's arm and persuaded him: "Young master, you must not anger the young city lord again, otherwise you will be punished."
From the temperament point of view, Bada can feel that Chris is extraordinary. He is definitely a noble boy.
But in terms of power, who can compare to the rising young city lord?
Chris tugged Bada's hand, patted the back of his hand and comforted him: "Don't worry, I haven't taken this guy seriously yet."
He has the confidence to say this. In this place, which is barely considered a medium-sized city, there is at most a sixth-level knight standing guard. This is probably the opponent's support.
Not to mention the kid in front of him, even if his father comes, Chris can beat him down.
"Oh, arrogant!" Nelson was really irritated. He waved his fist and rushed over regardless.
Chris turned slightly to avoid the opponent's attack, and at the same time raised his right leg and kicked the opponent's abdomen.
"Ouch." Nielsen screamed, covering his stomach and taking seven or eight steps back.
Chris took advantage of the victory and arrived in front of the opponent almost in the blink of an eye, and slapped him on the forehead.
Nelson's head tilted, and two of his bloodshot teeth fell out.
Reputation from Bada 10
Hey, you can gain reputation by beating this kid?
Chris's eyes lit up. It seemed that the residents in the city had been suffering for a long time.
Then, don't blame me for being rude.
The eight guards and those watching the battle from a distance were all stunned. That boy actually dared to beat the young city lord.
What is his identity?
Nelson raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot. He was about to go crazy. He pointed at Chris and shouted angrily at the guards: "Whatever you are doing standing still, get fucked!"
The eight people who received the order drew their weapons and approached Chris with a ferocious smile on their faces: "Boy, since you don't know what to do, don't blame us for being rude."
Chris looked like he was looking at something, your master was easily defeated by me, who gave you the confidence to say such things to me?
As soon as the eight guards came over, they saw a flash of red light in front of their eyes. All the weapons in their hands were cut off from the hilts and fell neatly to the ground. The cuts were very smooth.
Chris flew up with a kick, spun around in the air, and kicked eight people in the head, causing them to fall to the ground.
Then, Chris raised his head and looked at Nelson with a smile.
Although the smile looked very warm, it made Nielsen's heart feel cold and he took a few steps back unconsciously.
Chris moved quickly, dragging a series of afterimages behind him. In an instant, he was in front of Nelson, punching him on the bridge of the nose, and blood flowed from the nostrils.
Reputation 10 from Zink, Reputation 10 from Jaros...
This punch alone earned Chris 1,200 reputation points from the crowd.
Then, he frantically launched a continuous output against Nelson.
Reputation 9 from Zink, Reputation 9 from Jaros...
"I'll fight you!" Nelson seized a gap and quickly launched a counterattack, "Fighting skill, Tianguang Fist!"
His fists were shining with silver, as if they were wearing gloves and hitting Chris.
Chris turned his hand into a claw and tightly grasped Nelson's fist, preventing him from moving forward.
"What!" Nielsen's pupils shrank suddenly. The boy opposite just grabbed it casually and blocked his own fighting attack. How is this possible?
"Boom!" Nelson, who had not yet recovered from the shock, was slapped with a backhand by Chris and staggered a few steps.
Reputation 8 from Gatanson, Reputation 8 from Jaros...
The reputation generated by the crowd of onlookers will continue to decay, and when Chris beats Nelson so black and blue that he can no longer recognize his mother, there will be no reputation generated.
Chris has gained more than 6,000 reputation points in total, which is generally not bad.
Nelson lay sprawled on the ground, with nosebleeds mixed with snot and tears all over his face, a look of despair on his face.
He has never suffered such injustice in his life.
"Be a good person and don't bully this person and insult that person all day long, so as not to get beaten up next time." Chris clapped his hands and walked away.
Nelson was helped up by the guards. He stared at Chris's back and almost gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, just wait for me!"
Those eight people were silent, and no one dared to say anything for fear of offending the young city lord's brow.
"Hurry and help me back, I want to find my father!"
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Glinton, the Lord of the Twin Cities, was sitting on a lounge chair, surrounded by three pretty maids who were rubbing his legs and shoulders. Another person put wine into his mouth and carefully wiped the stains on the corners of his mouth.
This period has been the most comfortable for Earl Glinton.
The original city lord and other great nobles in the city all died in the battle of the Expansion Order, at the hands of the bloody dragon man.
Glinton became the new city lord with justifiable authority, and he dominated the Twin Cities with one hand, and no one could challenge his status.
Unfortunately, his eldest son also died in the hands of the Blood Dragon Man.
Therefore, Glinton didn't know whether he should thank him or hate him.
Originally, he was supposed to take his second son with him, but the eldest son volunteered, so Glinton simply took him with him.
I never thought that if I left, I would say goodbye forever.
No matter what, enjoying the present is the most important thing. Anyway, I still have an heir.
Thinking of this, Glinton felt relieved and continued to enjoy the caresses of the maids.
"Father~~" Nelson's wailing sound came from outside.
Glinton said dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"
Nelson was carried in by the guards, his face swollen like a pig's head and his eyes full of tears.
Glinton was shocked. He knew his youngest son very closely.
Although he is usually arrogant and domineering, he is very resourceful and never provokes people he cannot afford to offend.
Therefore, even when he was not the city lord before the Pioneering Order, Nelson would rarely be bullied by nobles with a deeper background.
Glinton immediately stood up and quickly came to the side of his youngest son, feeling very distressed.
"Son, tell me who beat you like this, and I will help you vent your anger!"
Nielsen cried and said: "I have never seen him before. He is probably from other places. If you hurry over now, you should still be able to meet him."
Glinton said to the guards: "Go, lead the way! If you can't find that kid, I will cut off your heads and play them as balls!"
"Yes!" The guards agreed. They naturally knew that they had failed in their duties. If they could not make up for their mistakes, they would probably suffer a lot today.
"Father, I'll go with you!" Nelson stood up. Although he looked very miserable, he was actually not that serious.
Glinton took his son and eight guards out of the house, and they chose to split up to find the person who injured the young city lord.
Fortunately, the boy was wearing red armor and was very easy to find.
Not long after, one of the guards saw Chris' figure and ran back quickly to take Glinton and the others over.
"Boy, were you the one who injured my son?" Glinton caught up with Chris from behind and patted him on the shoulder.
Chris turned around and said calmly: "It's me."
When he saw his appearance clearly, Glinton took dozens of steps back in horror: "Holy crap, bloody dragon man!"