"There's nowhere to sit, what if you don't go?" Harry spread his hands and made a helpless expression.

"Paris, you little wild cat, can't you make a hair again? I won't let go of such a small baby, can't I satisfy you!" said a stout male mercenary next to Paris.

"Go! Just your useless, the old lady will be able to disarm you in two minutes at most!" Paris replied disdainfully, causing the crowd around to laugh.

The male mercenary couldn't hold his face, and pulled Paris into his arms, "You said that Lao Tzu can't lower you!? Let's try it!" After speaking, a big hand 'touched' Paris's 'breast' and pressed Paris's ass between his two 'legs'.

There was a muffled sound, and the man fell to the ground holding his chest, Paris took a sip and said, "**Er, you still want to eat Lao Niang's tofu with your strength!"

Although the painful brain 'door' was sweating, **Er still laughed and said loudly: "It's slippery enough, strong enough!"

"Hmph, of course, don't look at who the old lady is, if you have the ability to beat the old lady, I'll let you 'touch' enough." Paris didn't care at all, but 'straightened' her chest and said proudly.

"Even if you are a level 6 samurai, you are still a 'woman'! You will always need the comfort of a man, as long as you speak, although my strength is not as good as yours, but I will definitely satisfy you in *!" It seems that ** Er is not Parris's opponent, the two are more familiar, and they are a little unscrupulous in their speech.

"Even if the old lady needs it, she won't look for you!" Paris turned around at this time and invited: "Little magician, we still have two vacant seats here, if you don't dislike it, how about you come and sit down?"

A table can seat six people, and there are only three people on Paris's table at this time, in addition to Paris and **Er, there is also a male mercenary who is drinking there with a blank face. The fight between **er and Paris just now didn't attract his attention.

Harry thought about it, it was noon, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to have seats in other taverns, and since someone else had sent an invitation, it was difficult for him to refuse someone. Although the mercenary's rude behavior is not used to himself, he is not disgusted by this straightforward 'sex' Gehari. The other party didn't seem to have any malicious intent, and smiled at the moment, "Then thank you very much!"

Harry and Kiru 'made' a bench and sat down, and Paris asked curiously, "This little wizard doesn't seem to look like a mercenary, did he come to Isrud to issue some mission?"

"We're just passing through!" Harry said, and asked the guy to serve a few side dishes and order a few steamed buns.

"What kind of steamed buns do big men eat, why don't you come and drink with Lao Tzu!" **After speaking, he handed over the half-filled wine jug, and looked at Harry a little defiantly. Most of the warriors were unruly, and many looked down on the magician's pretense, ** seeing that Harry was young, he wanted to 'mess' with him.

Although Harry did not stop drinking, the taste of the wine in this tavern was not to Harry's liking, but Harry did not refuse, and raised his head to receive the wine. However, not a drop of wine came out of the spout, and Harry smiled and said, "You're so bad that you actually tricked me." He put the flask back on the table.

**Er grabbed the wine jug strangely, wanted to take it over to check, and muttered: "Obviously there is still half a jug, why is it gone?"

Hmm!** I didn't pick up the wine jug for a while, and suddenly I added three points of force to my hand, and the wine jug was still sticking to the table without moving. ** Er's face turned red, and he shouted loudly, and pulled it with all his strength, and pulled the handle of the flask off, and the flask was still clinging to the tabletop.

Paris looked at Harry in amazement, knowing that Harry had done it. But the flask was clearly placed on the table, and Harry and Kiru didn't make any moves, so why couldn't the flask be picked up when it stuck to the table?

**Er lifted the handle of the half-cut wine jug in his hand, stunned in a daze, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Paris came back to her senses and gave **Er a punch at the moment: "Someone else is a dignified level 6 magician, how can you drink your remaining stinky wine!"

"I'm just joking with you, but I don't drink spirits. Harry chuckled. He just took advantage of the strong adhesion of the object in the ultra-low temperature to make the flask stick to the tabletop. The wine can't be poured out of the jug is also because it has been all (to be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in.,Mobile phone users log in to ap.,More chapters,Please log in to 16k literature network to read!)The department is frozen.

"And what about the little knight, doesn't he drink liquor either?" asked Paris, seeing that Kiru had been sitting honestly and not speaking.

"I'm not very good at drinking. "Kiru seemed a little afraid to look at Paris, and his face was slightly red.

Harry also noticed that Kiru didn't seem to be used to Paris's exposed upper body, and his eyes were always glued to the table. Harry was a little funny that Kiru was more innocent than himself.

"Hehehe!" Paris also noticed, and couldn't help laughing presumptuously, but soon stopped and asked, "I wonder what level this little knight is now?"

"I want to think about it! The year before last it was level 4, last year it was level 5, and this is just level 6, so it's still a little far from a high-level knight. Knowing that Kiru couldn't speak, Harry had to help him out, and just in time to tell Paris not to be too presumptuous.

"What!" ** Er glared at him in shock, "2 years to 2 levels?

Paris also had a look of disbelief.

"What are you lying about, when I first met him 2 years ago, he was a level 4 warrior, I sent him to Spalding Academy to study for two years, and I picked him up as soon as he broke through to level 6. ”

** Er and Paris were silent for a while, the speed of this cultivation was too amazing. It is very rare for Paris to reach the level of a level 6 warrior before the age of 40, and ** has not broken through to level 6 for more than 10 years. But compared to Kiru, isn't he too useless?

"I heard that it took two years for Kerr Sass, who is known as the first day genius of the imperial capital, to be promoted from level 5 to level 6, could it be that this little brother is more powerful than Kerr?" At this time, the mercenary who had been at the table with Paris and had not spoken all this time finally spoke.

"This is not easy to compare, Kerr is said to have been promoted to level 6 warrior at the age of 16, and Kiru is currently 19 years old, from this point of view, Kerr is still more powerful. However, Harry didn't think so, even if they were all level 6 warriors, Kerr might not be able to beat Kiru.

It turns out that the little brother is also 19 years old, but Kerr has now advanced to level 7. Become the youngest high-ranking warrior in two hundred years. After listening to the man's words, Harry thought depressedly, that psychologically fragile boy brother actually made the cut, could it be because I stabbed and 'provoked' him?

"Both of them are really young and promising, a level 6 knight and a level 6 magician, it is really enviable to have such an achievement at a young age. "Paris doesn't dare to be too presumptuous now, although the other party is young, but his strength is not weak. She thought that the two of them had come to Mercenary City to issue a mission, because it seemed that the two of them were definitely not mercenaries. If the other party's task can be completed by their own team, then there is no need to register with the mercenary union, which also saves a part of the remuneration from being 'pumped' by the union.

However, judging from the strength of the other party's performance, even if they came to issue a task, it was definitely not something that their team could eat, so they gave up and continued to ask at the moment.

"Hehe!" Harry smiled and said nothing, when what he ordered was served, and he concentrated on eating.

Paris didn't bother Harry either, and Paris stopped Harry out of curiosity, but now that they had nothing more to say, the three of them took their leave and left.

Not long after Paris and the three of them walked out of the tavern, they heard a quarrel outside, and soon the sound of weapons colliding sounded, and there was a faint sound of Paris's angry scolding. Harry thought to himself, could it be that they were in trouble, but from the perspective of the three of them, they didn't look like they were in trouble.

Now that he had met them, Harry decided to go out and see what was going on.

Outside the tavern, **Er was lying on the ground covered in blood at this time, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, Paris and another mercenary were fighting with a group of people, there were more than a dozen people on the other side, and Paris They were fighting 3 level 6 warriors, but I didn't expect that the silent mercenary was stronger than Paris, and he parried two opponents alone, but he was still an intermediate warrior after all, and it was obviously a little difficult to deal with, 3:2, the situation was obviously unfavorable to Paris, and there were many people on the other side who did not move.

Harry gave Kiru a look, and Kiru, who understood the meaning, rushed forward with *, and with a spiral stab, he flicked back all the weapons of the five unsuspecting people, separating everyone who was fighting 'fiercely'!

Paris and her companions were secretly taken aback when they saw that it was Kiru, they thought that this little knight had just broken through level 6, and his strength must be at the bottom of level 6, but they didn't want to show their strength so amazingly, so they separated them with only one *. But the other party didn't know whether Kiru was friend or foe, why he came to 'intervene', and he also looked at Kiru secretly vigilantly at the moment.

"Who are you, kid, are you with them?" saw Kiru's extraordinary move, and a middle-aged man on the other side who looked a little 'gloomy' asked.

Harry walked unhurriedly to the middle and asked, "I wonder why you're fighting here? ”

The other party saw that a level 6 magician appeared again, and his face was even more 'yin', although the magician couldn't go head-to-head, but the group battle was a ** annoyance. The middle-aged man snorted: "Is Your Excellency with them? If not, this matter has nothing to do with Your Excellency, please don't hinder our Wild Wolf Mercenary Regiment from teaching the villains a lesson." ”

"Villains?" Harry turned to look at Paris, who were a little arrogant, but they didn't look like villains. Besides, how can any villain make trouble for himself to challenge a group of opponents that he can't deal with? The other party is a mercenary group, and Paris is just a mercenary team, obviously not of the same grade.

"Don't listen to him spewing blood!" Paris called out first, and couldn't help but thank Harry when she saw them come out to clear the siege, "** You just looked at the 'women' in their team twice and said something light. They beat ** Er to a serious injury, although this matter is not right in the first place, but there is no need to make such a heavy hand, right?"

"Hmph! Lao Tzu's 'female' also dares to tease, and it is polite not to ask for his life. The middle-aged man said with a dark face.

"You're too domineering, aren't you?" said Paris, indignantly.

Harry looked at each other, and sure enough, there was a good-looking 'female' mercenary in the middle, who was looking at Paris and them with contempt.