Carlos and the others had just retreated into the bar, and Daddy Rhodes of the Hunter Team was hiding in embarrassment with Char and Malt, and his team had been killed in the first round of firefighting, except for the renegade trapper.

So people's faces are not very good-looking.

Except for Jeffrey, a beautiful woman lying on the bar window excitedly watching the battle outside.

"Carlos, what now?" Coman asked as he listened to the shouts outside, imagining the large number of bounty hunters.

Sidis's nervous voice trembled.

"If you don't look for the back door, run away!"

Carlos shook his head with a calm gaze, it was too chaotic to go out now, there must be other bounty hunters around ready to ambush the lone one.

Besides, his eldest brother De Ligt was able to bring people to support him so quickly, and it was obvious that his father, Baron Maury, must have been prepared for this.

Carlos looked to Char to the side, where he and Daddy Rhodes were standing at the door of the tavern, her thin body raised up, her neck pale than the moonlight, and her eyelashes curling with horror.

"Can't go out, let's go and help Char guard the tavern door, wait for Coman and my father to come to the rescue, the town is not big, and the movement here will soon alarm everyone. ”

Outside, there were clashing soldiers, heavy objects tumbling down, and shrill screams.

The smell of rust, which I couldn't tell if it was a sword or blood, mixed with the sulfur-filled air, kept pouring into the house from outside the open bar door.

After the three of Carlos finished their discussions, they and Coman came to the door to help Char.

Char's face turned pale, and he didn't know whether he was frightened by the sudden bloody scene or worried about something else.

Carlos patted Char's arm heavily, and seeing that he didn't even react, he told Sidis to hide in the innermost part of the tavern with the malt.

But it was the old hunter Daddy Rhodes who unexpectedly smiled bitterly and ashamedly at Carlos.

Carlos didn't say anything, this matter of the Astrolabe Guild was coming for Salt Well Town and the Stevenson family at all, and it had nothing to do with the old hunter in front of him.

They weren't the only ones who retreated to the bar in the first place.

A few tavern regulars who were apprehensive were clearly frightened by the chaos and gore outside, and they hid in a corner and quickly surrounded another line of defense with tables and chairs.

"Everyone in the house who can fight will come and guard the door, reinforcements will come soon, let those butchers rush in at this time, no one can hide!"

Carlos shouted into the room.

Soon several strong men came out of the corner, he understood Carlos's instructions, and after careful consideration, he scolded and rushed to the door with the weapon in his hand.

When nearly a dozen defenders gathered at the door, it was too late to block the gate with debris.

Almost at the same time.

The servant of Laurent of the Astrolabe Guild, the blonde scar-faced man Jinke walked in with a broad sword.

There was a brief moment of stunned pause at the door.

The battle quickly began.

A nervous defender quickly activated the short gun in his hand, but in a hurry, he didn't have time to aim, and the muzzle of the fiery snake erupted, and a roar rang out, only hitting the frame of the gate.

Jin Ke reacted extremely quickly, his eyes were cold, and the big sword slashed towards the person standing at the front without hesitation.

The blood-soaked sword stabbed into the heart of a man with a mace, who even let out a terrible howl and fell to the ground.

Char at the door, led by Rod, quickly raised his hunting scimitar and slashed at the scar-faced man in the knife.

Soon a few bounty hunters crowded in outside the door to join the warband.

For a while, the two sides engaged in a short battle at the narrow gate, and for a while they reached a stalemate.

And upsetting the balance of the battle at the door is the Steam Guard Trainee Koman.

The little fat man picked up a heavy wooden chair from his feet, danced in a strong wind, shouted with amazing momentum, and rushed forward.

He lifted the wooden chair above his head, filling the gap behind one of the men who had been cut down by Jinke, and then leaped and slammed the wooden chair down on top of Jinke's head.

The steam tempering made Koman's strength skyrocket, and with the help of his waist and abdomen strength and the solid wood chair in his hand, he burst out with more than a hundred pounds of power.

The scar man only had time to subconsciously raise his arm when the wooden chair slammed down and hit him the shoulder.

Bang.

The thick chair split into strips of wood in an instant.

Jinke's smashed figure was almost short, and he took a few steps back and looked at the little fat man Koman with angry eyes.

"Steam Guardian—" He quickly reacted to why the other party had extraordinary power, and then grimaced with a gloomy face, his eyes full of rage.

The scarred man was attacked by the little fat man Koman, and spit out a trace of bitter blood in his mouth, and he didn't have time to rejoice that he had escaped the disaster.

The pain in his shoulder slowed his movements for a moment, and his instinct stopped for a moment.

Rhodes is a keen hunter, and he is ready to seize this momentary opportunity, like a monster, using his scimitar to open the way, slashing head-on, while drawing a dagger from his waist and stabbing the opponent's heart with lightning.

The technique is crisp and sophisticated.

Even if the scar man was a two-star swordsman, he panicked for a while.

The blade of the dagger quickly pierced through the leather coat in front of him, and it was conceivable that it only took a few minutes to penetrate his chest before the other party would pull violently, crushing the fragile heart in his chest.

However, Daddy Rod, who was holding the dagger and was about to do so, suddenly found out.

Strange things happened, and no matter how hard he tried, the dagger could no longer be handed forward.

A long, white, slender palm rested on top of the dagger.

The expression on the face of the scar-faced man Jin Ke instantly changed from fear to a hideous sneer.

The man with the dagger turned his face to look at Daddy Rod, his handsome cheeks covered with chill in the dimly lit bar, and his thin lips pursed into a shallow smile that made people palpitate.

"Rod, it looks like you're really going to betray the astrolabe!"

Laurent didn't know when he appeared in the doorway, he easily held Daddy Rod's dagger against it as easily as if it were stopping a piece of paper from falling, and then said coldly.

Daddy Rhodes stood stiffly, watching Laurentson's cold green light burst out of his pupils and staring at him, a chilling sense of fear permeating his body.

As an old hunter of the Astrolabe Guild, no one understands better than him what kind of terrifying strength Laurent has.

The seasoned, thin old hunter trembled and wasted no time in making eye contact with the other party for a moment.

He turned his head mechanically and looked back at Char with a surprised face, this kid is really good, Daddy Rhodes thought at the end, and then said loudly: "Kid, run away." ”

Then the old hunter gave up his dying throes, put a hand on his shoulder, and quickly swam to his neck, and with a simple force, he broke the old hunter's neck in one breath.

All this was only a matter of moments, and a corpse with a warm body temperature lay in the doorway.

Seeing this scene, Carlos's pupils instantly contracted and he became short of breath, and the other party easily turned his gaze on himself after easily killing the most powerful Rhodes in the room, and there was an indescribable sense of oppression in Nasen's cold gaze.

Carlos's eyebrows were mixed with a ruthless look.

At the same time, the dark qi in the body became restless.

Jeffrey, a beautiful woman who quietly admired the battle outside the window, finally moved her eyes to the house, watching Laurent easily finish off the old hunter, this woman actually had a smile on the corner of her mouth, the corner of her mouth hooked an infinite arc, and said to herself in a praising tone: "Finally I feel adventurous." ”