Gordon stood alone in front of the counter, his eyes slowly passing over the fierce faces.
These people are not horse thieves. Regardless of whether they are killed or injured, Gordon will break the law. In full view of the public, there is no way to deny it, not to mention that the city's police chief has been bribed. As long as there is a conflict, he can be arrested for any reason.
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He must never fight with these people.
"Kill him!" "Tear off his skin and light the sky lantern!" "How dare you bully our Sand Fox tribe and let this foreigner come in vertically and leave horizontally!" The gangsters yelled and waved their weapons, and the crowd was full of emotions.
The middle-aged man glanced at Gordon sarcastically: "You like to play very much? There are hundreds of people here to play with you! If you have the ability, you can make the whole street disappear!"
Gordon's eyes flashed and he suddenly shouted: "According to Chapter 3, Article 9 of the Special Decree of the Great Council: Any attack on the nobles or infringement of the interests of the nobles will be regarded as treason and punishable by hanging. Anyone who harbors or condones crimes will be punished by hanging.
It is tantamount to treason and punishable by hanging."
His voice spread far and wide, echoing down the street.
"Killing the nobles will kill the whole family!" A high-pitched voice came out of the crowd, and it was Freckles who pinched his throat and screamed.
The gangsters couldn't help but be stunned. The soldier's expression suddenly changed and he looked at the middle-aged man.
"Ignore him, he doesn't wear a noble family crest! He is nothing..." the middle-aged man shouted hurriedly, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Gordon.
"I represent the interests of the nobles." Gordon opened the suitcase, and countless rare treasures dazzled everyone's eyes. "Will a commoner own these treasures? Please think carefully before taking action."
The crowd exclaimed and surged forward involuntarily, their eyes greedy and full of fear, and the surroundings were temporarily plunged into chaos.
Freckles immediately seized the opportunity created by Gordon! He suddenly pounced and stabbed a gangster leader in the neck with a knife, shouting: "One ear, you usually bully our mule gang, today you have to settle the account!"
The boss of the mule driving gang was dumbfounded and stood on the spot. He only complained a few words to this new recruit, but he did not expect that the other man was so courageous and bloody, and killed the leader of the Iron Finger gang with one knife.
"The mule driver gang killed our boss!" "Damn it, they took the opportunity to do something evil!" "Avenge the one-eared boss!" The Iron Finger man shouted angrily, brandishing his knife and stick, and killed the mule driver gang desperately.
There was a mass of killing all around. The freckled cat-waisted man wormed his way into the crowd, and accidentally inserted a short knife into the crotch of a gangster leader. He then hid far away and screamed: "The boss is dead. The boss was killed by the sack gang in the north of the city!"
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"The Sack Gang wants to take over our territory!" "You idiots, kill them all!" "I'll fuck your mother if you steal my woman last time!" As the two sides fought, more gangs were involved in the vendetta.
, the chaos spread quickly like fire falling into a haystack.
Freckles jumped up and down in the crowd, fanning the flames, slandering and calling for injustice. Wherever he slipped away, he would stir up bloodshed. In just over a minute, the entire long street fell into the internal strife of the gangs, killing everyone on their backs and making it impossible to fight.
"Stop, stop!" The middle-aged man was completely dumbfounded and shouted repeatedly, but his voice was drowned in the boiling noise. The gangsters were already furious, and the old grudges in the past erupted like a torrent.
"Avenge the boss!"
With a shout, the vest of the mule driver gang leader who was fighting went cold, and the tip of a knife came out of his chest. He turned his head with difficulty, looking at Freckles with confusion on his face: "Brother... who are you...
Gang?"
"Fight the Stone Gang!" Freckles drew his sword and ran away, then rushed towards another group\u3
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Freckles played so beautifully! Gordon showed a sympathetic smile. He used his treasure to cause a commotion, and Freckles seized the opportunity in an instant, triggering an internal fight. The two sides cooperated perfectly and wonderfully. And Freckles' ability to fish in troubled waters, even Gordon was willing to lose.
Gordon took out a pink diamond the size of a dove egg from his suitcase and threw it to the bewildered soldier. "Bring it to your lords, this is a little bit of my thoughts." He looked at the hesitant soldier and said,
Then he said, "It should be up to you adults to decide whether to accept gifts or not, right?"
The soldier thought for a moment, put away the diamonds, and left without saying a word.
The middle-aged man was already panicking. The gangs in the city were fighting and blood was flowing all over the streets. This mess was too big and he couldn't solve it. He glanced at Gordon, who was watching the fight with interest and did not pay attention to him.
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A pair of hands always caged in the sleeves moved quietly.
There are many ancient and mysterious things hidden in the distant Porcelain Kingdom of Tianping. The civilians there also have no chance to practice martial arts, but they have tried their best to create some unique fighting skills. These skills do not require source power, but they are still powerful.
of lethality.
The middle-aged man's dark palms poked out of his sleeves. When he was young, he traveled to the Kingdom of Porcelain and learned a very practical skill from a warrior monk.
With a move of his palms, he rushed out suddenly like a poisonous dragon emerging from the pool, and stabbed Gao Deng's ribs hard with the tips of his palms.
Iron Palm!
Iron-gray veins burst out from the palms, emitting a hot breath. These hands are as big as fans, and the skin and flesh are thick and thick. They have been inserted into three years of hot sand and three years of hot soybeans.
, inserted hot iron sand for another three years, and finally mastered the unique skill of iron sand palm.
Seeing the rough tip of the palm close to Gordon's ribs, a flash of joy flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. The iron-sand palm cracked wood and shattered bricks, damaging muscles and bones. If Gordon got hit by it, he would definitely lose half of his life.
There was a soft "pop" sound, and his elbow was suddenly lifted upward. Gordon put down the suitcase, turned sideways, held his elbow with one hand, and twisted the opponent's wrist with the other hand, and his whole arm was bent in the opposite direction. "Bang!
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The middle-aged man groaned, his body shook, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. A piece of rag fell from his shoulder, revealing black and swollen flesh.
Gordon hooked his toes, and the suitcase jumped up and landed in his hand again. "Your Majesty used your own martial arts to hurt yourself, and you can't even accuse me of hurting others." He smiled lightly, "Actually, why bother?
Have you hurt everyone's harmony? I just want to talk about a business, and I want money, not anger."
"I'm going to kill you!" The middle-aged man's face turned red and his eyes were about to burst. Suddenly, the door of the jewelry store diagonally opposite opened.
A beautiful servant boy wearing silk and satin and snow-white cotton socks came out, walked directly to Gordon, and bowed politely: "The master invites you to have a sincere discussion of business with your distinguished guest."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then fell silent. Gordon looked at him thoughtfully and nodded: "Lead the way."