Chapter 22 The Second Encounter Accompanies Each Other
"Tonight's Street Fighter is so good!"
"I heard that the black boss of the old neighborhood is going to participate. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
"The black boss is going to participate, it seems that there is no suspense about the first place this time."
"Maybe that's not enough."
The street fighter battle began at dusk at night, the people in the old neighborhood kept talking on the side of the road, everyone likes to watch a good show, the good show is the same strength of the players, if the gap is too big and there is not much fun, even the small shops have begun to invoice, bet, the participants have been posted on the side of each street in the block, a total of ten people participated, just a group of chattering black bosses are the boss who has been monopolizing the thief and robber industry in the old neighborhood, commonly known as the black big, The person who lives here seems to be an overlord, and there are countless informants under him, but he basically will not appear on this street, whether it is collecting protection money or dominating territory, he is a tyrant, many people are afraid of him, and those who want to challenge him will not be able to return to their homes alive, and even their relatives at home will not let go, because few people have seen him, and rumors spread that he is a ruthless big man, not only strong but also very smart; He participated in this competition tonight, and people thought that Hei Da would definitely not participate for the 50 gold, it must be just for entertainment, and secondly, people talked about it because Hei Da was going to show up, and he could see the appearance of the legendary overlord.
Swain leaned against the corner, looking at the slogan of Street Fight, that piece of platform was really high, I don't know whose idea it was, who would spend so much money to organize this battle of hegemony? It is estimated that he is a person who is not interested in life, 50 gold coins is not a small amount for people in this place, 200 gold coins can buy a very good house here, not to mention 50 gold coins, it is also half a rich person.
Sven wiped his greatsword, the night gradually fell on this town, the unique mist of the shadow ruins began to spread, before the sun set at dusk, he could always smell a smell like corroded bones, although the smell would dissipate after a while, but the pungent smell was really uncomfortable, those smells seemed to be like the bones of the people who once lived here, their resentment was just emanated, although the people who lived here now were used to it, but Sven was very uncomfortable, Even if the silver helmet covered his face, it could not prevent the smell from entering his nose, he still saw too few things in his youth, he had wandered for a long time, experienced many things, and no matter how mature his mind was, he was only a young man of thirty. The game was about to start, the smell gradually dissipated, Sven kept breathing in the fresh air, the discomfort just now passed in a flash, now it was much more comfortable, Swain took out a piece of paper, the white paper was a little wrinkled, and there was a pair of names written on it, it was the name of the person he fought in the first round today, he didn't care, just glanced at it, no matter who it was, he was not afraid, the victory of the Night Watch Knight was inevitable.
"I'm not fit to be here." Swain complained that the pungent smell and the fog that had just filled the air had unconsciously made him not have much interest in tonight's game, and he just wanted to get into the game quickly.
More and more people gathered around the stage, all kinds of people dressed in different costumes came to watch the fight, and the lights on the side of the road were also on, and the stage was illuminated by dim yellow lights. Everyone is looking forward to the start of the game.
The lights hit the stage, and a shrill voice reached everyone's ears, "Ladies! Gentlemen! Welcome to this evening's Street Fighter Fight! I'm Goblin Miso! There are 10 people participating today! I can't wait to see the game! Now for the first group, please take the stage! β
As soon as the words fell, the two strong men suddenly jumped onto the stage, Swain looked at the strong men on the stage, they were all tall and big, strong muscles stood out, and there were several scars on the faces of the two people, Sven knew very well in his heart that most of the people who participated in this kind of competition could be said to have killed people, and the ruins of Yingcheng were prosperous in the past, and now the residents who stay here and some outsiders are either hooligans or robbers or thieves, it can be seen that the changes are great, the old neighborhood is now called Jinying Street before, and commercial trade is frequent, and it is also the only way to trade and trade, And now it was a mess, all kinds of inns, taverns, brothels, black alleys and black-hearted shops, and the depression of the shadow was inevitable, but to Swain's surprise, there was peace in the decaying city.
The first round was over quickly, Swain didn't care too much about who the winner was, for him, everyone was the same, he looked like he was almost asleep, and now he couldn't help but be a little tired, "Ahh......h
The first four groups ended quickly, but the audience was not satisfied, they didn't see Heida playing, and everyone was talking about whether Heida might not come? The rumors spread so fast that everyone boiled, "Maybe the last group." β
The goblin Miso on the stage announced that the last group of people would come on the field, as soon as Swain heard his name, he hurriedly strode onto the stage, the giant sword was still behind his back, his hands crossed on his chest, and he looked confident, but the people in the audience began to boil, Hei Da did not play, and a small dot appeared opposite Sven, obviously a dwarf, wearing a tattered straw hat, his whole body trembled, and his eyes did not dare to look directly at Sven, he cowered in fear and hid behind the pillar, Sven was a little surprised, It was too ironic for him.
"Where's the black one?!"
"That's right, what about Heida?!"
"Don't you dare to come?!"
People started talking again, Miso was a little helpless, Swain didn't look directly at the audience below, looked at the little guy in front of him and said, "I don't bully the weak." β
The dwarf was very panicked and hurriedly ran off the stage, Miso was already extremely embarrassed, and he didn't want to preside, but he was entrusted by someone to take over the job at a high price, but now it embarrassed him, he had to maintain the order of the scene, "Okay, okay!" I declare...... What's your name? The goblin leaned over and asked Sven beside him.
"Swain ....."
"Swain wins! Make it to the finals! β
The audience began to boil again, and people spread rumors that they were all for watching the black university, but the black university did not appear, and many people cursed that the game was not good-looking.
Swain was furious and stepped down indignantly. "Is there 50 gold?" All the big men who participated in the competition began to question the goblin Misuo, and they didn't believe that this reward was real, and they didn't even come to say that they were good, so who would believe that the reward of the game was real?
"Is there any?! That wouldn't be a lie, would it!? β
Miso hurriedly said, "No, no, 50 gold....." He hasn't gotten the money himself until now, but he heard from the client that there will be a big prize after the competition, and even he himself began to doubt it.
The strong men booed and walked away, and the audience also booed, and the number of people in the audience suddenly decreased by more than half, at least there were still people who firmly believed that this game must be interesting.
Sven was very annoyed, he didn't expect it to be a scam, just as he was about to leave, he felt the chill in his back, he suddenly drew his greatsword and turned to shoot back, facing a person who covered his face like him, strong muscles, but not as tall as him, dressed in oriental clothes and leather armor, wearing a straw hat, the black knife was pointed directly at Sven's face, almost stabbing Sven's helmet, but the giant sword happened to be in front of him.
Sven was calm and asked, "Who's coming?" β
The man laughed and returned unhurriedly, "Swordsman, it's been a long time, but you've really grown." β
Sven was stunned for a few seconds, and quickly came back to his senses, and his mind quickly appeared that the person in front of him looked like decades ago, but he couldn't remember anything, "You ..... Yunero? β
The Juggernaut smiled again, and the laughter was natural, "I didn't expect you to remember me, Swain, you've grown so big now." β
Sven couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, he hadn't seen Yunero for more than ten years, and when he saw it again, he felt like he had suddenly returned to the past, "Master of the Sword Saint!" You're finally back! β
Yunero put away her black knife and walked over to Sven, "The former little boys have begun to dance their swords. β
"Haha, where, where, ashamed." Sven smiled generously.
"Are you here for tonight's Street Fighter fight?" Yunero opened the conversation. After all, the two haven't seen each other for decades, and they didn't expect to meet in this situation, which is really not easy.
"Hmmm! Of course, but I didn't expect it to be a hoax. Swain was a little frustrated, but also slightly indignant.
"Hey, hey, hey! Why aren't you two leaving?! "The voice came from the momentum,
Swin and Yunero followed the voice, a group of people in black coats stood in front of them, and at the front of the group stood a two-meter-tall black-skinned man, much burlier than Swain, with red pupils, and a few scars underneath, two fists clenched, and his body stood firmly on the ground, as if the earth would tremble all the way.
"Juggernaut, it looks like we're in trouble again." Swain was about to pick up his greatsword but was held down by Yunero.
"Wait." Yunero lowered her head slightly, her voice low.
"Black is coming! Aren't you leaving?! Do you still need to compare this game?! It's definitely our boss! A group of minions yelled at them.
Swain felt a surge of anger in his heart, "Sword Saint, they are looking for trouble!" β
Yunero saw Sven at this time and smiled, "You still have the same temper as before, some things can be solved without force, don't do it." β
The corners of the big black mouth went up, and a weird smile appeared on his face, "Oh? Not leaving? β
Sven's greatsword was already preparing for injury, and he walked in front of Yunero and sneered, his voice whispering in his throat, as if to say to everyone, "There are some things that need to be solved by force." β