Goron galloped through the night and ran for more than ten minutes, when suddenly the men's crazy shouts of killing came from the corner in front of him.

Goron sighed silently, guessing that it might be another unlucky woman who had been besieged by men eager for revenge, but fortunately this time he didn't have to take a detour, and maybe not too long. After making his decision, Goron kept his footsteps as low as he could and quietly leaned over there.

It's almost a rehash of the incident not long ago, only this time the men's lineup is even larger, with about two dozen thugs wearing the uniform of a gangster, and a woman in civilian clothes is surrounded in the corner of the alleyway.

Through the gap in the crowd, Goron could see the woman's appearance, she was beautiful, tall and slender, wearing loose and casual clothing, which looked a lot like some kind of pajamas. Although surrounded by a large group of murderous men, there was not much fear on the woman's face.

After seeing her clearly, Goron knew that this was another innocent woman who had been mistaken for an old street prostitute. Goron was pressed for time, and it was not particularly easy to deal with two dozen gangsters with various weapons at the same time, so he had no reason to make a move, so Goron turned around and planned to leave here quietly.

It's a pity that although Goron is as light as possible, he is not a dark walker who has a shadow fighting spirit and can stealthily sneak after all, when he was just about to take a step, he was awakened by the dark sentry that the men were responsible for watching and probing, and after a shout, five or six people suddenly came over and surrounded him.

"Look. There's also a from the old street~~~!Surround her, don't let her run away~~~!"

"There's another one?" Goron was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he had been wearing the women's dress he had been wearing for the drinking party. In addition, if you wear a fake head, the makeup on your face may be a little spent, but it is still normal to be recognized as a woman.

I didn't want to ask for trouble, but in the end, trouble came to me. Although Goron was helpless, he had only one option, and with a flick of his wrist, the blood-stained dwarven warhammer was already in his hand.

That's when it happened. The woman who was surrounded by this group of gangster men suddenly let out a chuckle, only to see her pull out the slender and delicate women's saber at her waist and slash it twice. In an instant, Goron leaped backwards like a cat with its tail stepped on, his whole body full of vigilance. And his gaze was there. It turned out to be the woman who drew the sword.

The reason why Goron had such an overreaction was because at that moment, he really felt the cold and piercing killing intent all over his body, but fortunately, this killing intent was not specifically aimed at her, because at the moment when Goron jumped behind him, the men between him and the mysterious woman were already motionless, and the breeze blew, and the twenty or so gangster thugs were like building blocks that had been pushed down. Scattered and divided, large and small corpses scattered all over the ground.

It was just the moment when Goron jumped. These people were all killed in an instant by the thin sword in the woman's hand, and this strength has reached the level of an official member of the fairy tale circus. Goron wondered if he would have been targeted if he hadn't jumped back, and now he would have become one of the hundreds of corpses on the ground.

The woman had already walked in front of Goron at this time, and with a smile on her face, she looked at Goron in front of her with great interest, especially on his delicate and beautiful face, and the dwarven warhammer that Goron had upside down in her hand, and then her beautiful nose fluttered a few times, and she said in a magnetic hoarse voice: "A beautiful girl in a night dress with a heavy war hammer in her hand? It's so aesthetically pleasing, little girl, your hammer has a lot of good smells, in two days, you've used it to smash at least four stinky men, right, uh-huh, the little girl who uses the war hammer, really has an appetite for me, how about it, do you want to mess with my sister and me in the future~~~?"

Looking at the strange expression on the woman's face, I don't know why, the disgusting aristocratic soldier he saw in the military chicken bar suddenly appeared in Golon's mind, although their appearance and temperament are very different, but in Golon's eyes, these two guys always feel inexplicably similar.

Goron didn't want to deal with such a dangerous woman, and after feeling that the other party didn't seem to have the intention of attacking him immediately, Goron decisively withdrew, didn't even say anything, turned around and ran.

The mysterious woman sighed, raised her arm in disappointment, as if she wanted to stop the "little beauty with personality" who escaped from her eyes, but finally hesitated and put down her arm, the woman lowered her head and said to herself in frustration: "If you see me, run, are people really so terrible? Or have you been in the army for too long, and even the last bit of femininity on your body has disappeared? If you change the past~~~!Forget it, I can't sleep in the middle of the night, I go out for a walk, and now my bones are moving, and the toilet is also on the toilet, so let's go back and continue to sleep." Speaking of which, it seems to be quite lively tonight, the dead idiots who came to me for trouble have already encountered two or three waves, it seems that it should be those boring gangsters/gangsters fighting for turf again, oh and yawn, hurry back to the barracks and sleep."

After making sure that the terrible woman hadn't caught up, Goron finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked around to find that he had arrived at his destination.

Goron hid in the dark, took off his long skirt, took out a set of tank tops and shorts and put them on, and smeared his cheeks with the black ash on his hands.

This is an underground clubhouse called "Flame Whip", which is the architectural style of a big goblin, with only a small entrance on the ground, and the main buildings are two or three meters deep underground.

It's a long way from the old street, and it will take a long time for the girls to come here, and even looking at the peaceful appearance here, I'm afraid I don't even feel the commotion tonight.

At the door of the bar stood a bald man two meters tall, after seeing the little beggar-like Goron walking towards him, he didn't say a word, just looked at this dirty little devil with cold eyes, if he dared to approach, then he would have something to play tonight

Finally, Goron stood in front of him.

"Get out~~~!" the bald man shouted, the huge feet flew up like Golon's face, if this kick is solid, the facial and neck bones of ordinary people will be crushed and fractured, this bald strong man will kill without asking the reason, the nature and style of this speakeasy are self-evident.

Sideways body casually flashed this kick, Goron had reached out and clenched his fist, smashing on the bald man's brain, although it was only a casual blow, but from the crisp bone cracking sound and most of Golon's fist that did not enter the strong man's brain, I knew that this guy's goalkeeping career had ended today.

Pushing aside the huge corpse, Goron reached out and pushed open the door, looking at the stairs straight down in front of him, and the faint screams and shouts, Goron took a deep breath and walked down. (To be continued......)

ps: The form is not good, tonight is even less and late, try to make up for it tomorrow.

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