The night followed the Avenue of Earth, running through the entire inner city, all the way to the West City Gate, but it was blocked from this intersection in the outer ring.

From this intersection to the west, is the Inner City Night Market, also known as the West Market. Compared to the south of the city, which is so quiet that it seems to be about to fall asleep, this is a completely different scene.

Both sides of the avenue are brightly lit, and the originally spacious road is slightly crowded because of the occupation of the road by various vendors.

Outside the streets and alleys, the lights are red and green, and the warblers and swallows are singing, which is more lively than the commercial district in the east of the city during the day.

In Charles's memory, West Market was one of the few places he longed for, and the whole street was full of good food and fun.

It's just that behind the singing and dancing of the West Market, there is the law of the jungle under the sharp teeth of the Lion Gang, survival of the fittest, and those who can occupy a place in the West Market are not general.

The Lions are said to be gangs, and their own structure is more like an investment company that takes into account the security business, with hundreds of shops and stalls inside and outside the West Market, almost every one of which has a stake in the Lions Gang.

A few streets and alleys to the north of the West Market are particularly quiet, and they are all the property of the Lion Gang, and the mansion of the Green Lion is among them.

There are only two small buildings in the mansion, one tall and one low, which are not much different from the surrounding buildings, but the large and surprisingly large courtyard is unforgettable.

It's not so much a yard as a football field.

Passing through the grand gate guarded by two dragon statues, except for the two guard huts behind the door, there is only a bluestone road leading to the small building in the center of the courtyard.

There are no rockery ponds or trees on either side of the stone road, and there are only lawns that are clear at a glance.

Charles had no intention of lingering in the bustle of West City, and stumbled all the way here, his brainwaves covered most of the yard, and he found no abnormal movement.

He easily climbed over the three-man white stone fence and stepped onto the ankle-high lawn.

Just when he thought the whole mansion was defenseless, there was a sudden movement in one of the huts behind the gate.

"Where did the little mouse come from, and he got impatient?"

The wind blew in his face, and the words came in an instant, and a long sword reflected the bright moonlight and went straight to Charles's knees.

Charles's body movements at the moment were already a little unable to keep up with his consciousness, but relying on the power of brainwave detection, this sudden sword still couldn't help him.

I saw him take a step back sharply, and dodged far away:

"Where's Luo, Rod, tell him to come out!"

It is not surprising that the person who wielded the sword was able to dodge Charles's sword, after all, it was strange that the person who dared to break into the Leo Mansion at night was not surprised by two strokes:

"Come to see the young Leo at this time, take your life as a prayer!"

Charles saw the comer clearly by the moonlight: a tuft of brown hair like withered grass, a blue-white suit, a slightly shiny right shoulder, and... A sharp sword.

A sharp sword that went straight to his eyebrows.

"Hey!"

Both horizontal and vertical want my life, the Lion Gang, hehe...

Charles had already come to Rhodes with anger to settle accounts, and now the other party wanted his own life at every turn, which was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire and making him even more angry.

The sword came mercilessly, and although Charles was bare-handed, he was not afraid at all.

There are countless ways to deal with white blades empty-handed in his head.

When he hibernated in his previous life, only on the warship Dawn that carried him, I don't know how many memories of professional soldiers were recorded in his mind.

Not to mention the methods of these soldiers, just over the centuries, the boxing skills of all kinds of criminals are also numerous.

But in a hurry, he was not allowed to choose carefully, only to see him take a step forward almost instinctively, tilting his head to avoid the stabbing blow.

In order to prevent the blade from sweeping, the head is against the opponent's right hand with the sword, all the way to the crook of the arm.

The moves in the "Huaxia Boxing Sutra" flashed in my mind.

The feet stood suddenly, the back was bowed and the shoulders were heavy, and the extremely swift iron mountain leaned against the opponent's chest.

The man who wielded the sword had experienced a hundred battles, and even a mage of the same level had defeated a few, but he had never encountered an arrogant person who dared to get close to him empty-handed.

Charles's refusal to retreat greatly surprised him, and he was slightly stunned, and his chest was injured.

"Ahem!"

The withered swordsman coughed, and subconsciously took a step back, wanting to distance himself from Charles, but Charles succeeded in making a move, and he was willing to let him leave to clean up his position.

Charles didn't think about it, he clenched his fists with both hands, pushed his left fist with his right palm, and turned his elbow to the top of his elbow, from the bottom up, and the tip of his elbow hit the opponent's jaw.

The swordsman lost the lead in one move, and was restrained step by step, and ate a move that shook his lungs Tie Shanlean, and suffered a fierce and unforged return elbow.

If it weren't for his own strength, and after years of crystallization to strengthen his body, Charles's drunken hatred could have taken his life in minutes.

"Bang!"

The withered swordsman fell straight backwards to the ground, and he fell into a coma the moment he received the elbow blow, but even so, the sword in his hand was tightly held in his hand.

"Lucas!"

At this moment, a woman's sharp scream came from the fence more than ten meters away.

Charles was shocked to realize that his attention was completely attracted by the withered swordsman, and he didn't know that there was a sturdy figure hidden there.

"Whoosh"

In a panic, two arrows pierced into Charles's "brain wave field" like a sand gull thrown into the water, and came straight to his head and face, forcing him to roll over in a hurry before he could dodge.

"Lucas!

The woman who shot the arrow, dressed in black splintered leather armor, leaped off the wall and pounced on Lucas, the withered swordsman, like a black cat in the night.

She shook Lucas vigorously, and when she saw that there was no response, she hurriedly reached out to probe his snort, and then she was relieved.

Lucas is one of the few young masters of the Lions, but he is not very old but is already a well-known eighth-level fighter.

His great strength and swordsmanship that surpassed the thunder made him almost invincible in the battle of the Warrior Stage.

At the same time, he has been personally instructed by the green lion since he was a child, and the power of crystallization has long spread all over his body, not to mention a body of copper skin and iron bones, but it is not something that ordinary people can knock down with their bare hands.

But even so, the uninvited guest in front of him still beat Lucas unconscious with a single face, so powerful......

It's not something I can handle!

The woman did not hesitate, drew a whistle arrow, and shot it at the sky:

"Beep!"

A shrill whistle rang out across the sky, and the sleeping North Alley woke up almost in a breath.

The first to respond to the whistle were sixteen rockets with the same whistle, and sixteen sparks with the same whistle sounded each flew up to the top of the nearby building in all directions of the Blue Lion Mansion.

"Bang bang bang..."

Sixteen huge lighting braziers were lit almost at the same time, and for a moment the entire mansion was illuminated.

"I don't know who you are, but today you will definitely die!"

The archery woman looked at the light of the fire, and slowly got up vigilantly, while pinching out an arrow from the close-fitting quiver behind her.

"Death?ha, hahaha, you all want me to die..."

Charles's originally handsome and beautiful face was now covered with a layer of cold and frost.

He sneered and staggered a step, not only was he not afraid, but he was even more angry, and shouted: "Rod!

"If you want to see the young Leo, pass me first!"

It was not unpleasant to come to help, and in the moonlight, I saw a lonely shadow skimming across the lawn, but it was a cold young man with long hair on his head.

He pressed the long sword in his hand, and in a few breaths he rushed to the front, blocking the archery woman behind him:

"Elaina, are you alright?"