"Benny, how much money did you get today, and how did you come back so early?"

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Cheng saw an emaciated man in leather armor sitting on a chair and playing with a dagger, staring at him with gloomy eyes.

However, he ignored the other party, and instead focused his attention on the orc warrior who was not far away from the orc and the tiflin woman beside the orc, who was scantily clad and reddish skinned, with horns on her head and tail behind her.

According to the boy's memory, the half-orc, who was the leader of the gang and the most powerful in combat, was actually a murderer wanted by the town hall, and the warrior level was as high as seven.

Although it is nothing to the whole of Neverwinter, the Beggar's Nest is definitely a hegemon, and ordinary rogues are no match for him, and they can easily be torn to pieces by the heavy and sharp axe, so it didn't take long to occupy a piece of territory and make a lot of money through various criminal activities.

And the Tiflin next to him, who looks like he is engaged in the special services industry, is also not an ordinary person, not only good at using stealth assassination, but also has a certain ability to cast spells, and I don't know whether he has the professional level of warlock or mage, or simply stimulates a part of the purgatory blood in his body.

In short, as long as these two people are there, the other gangs in the beggar's nest will not dare to act rashly.

"Hey, little bunny, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" the emaciated man, visibly enraged, stood up sharply, intending to teach the dirty boy in front of him a lesson.

But at the moment when he raised his foot, a cold light suddenly flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and he followed the whole person at a very fast speed, pulled out the dagger hidden in his arms and cut a hole in the other party's neck.

Burst!

Scarlet blood suddenly scattered and splattered in all directions!

"Drink-drink-drink-"

The man's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that the pickpockets who were trampled under his feet and ravaged on weekdays dared to kill him, desperately trying to cover his neck with his hands that kept spurting blood.

But it is clear that all this was in vain.

Because the neck is cut, the most lethal thing is not only rapid blood loss, but also suffocation caused by obstructed trachea.

In just a dozen seconds, he struggled to fall to the ground, swallowing his last breath with a face full of unwillingness.

The pungent smell of blood filled the room!

When the orc warrior saw this scene, his pupils suddenly contracted, and without saying a word, he put down his wine glass, grabbed the sharp axe beside him, and asked loudly, "Benny, what are you doing?

"Rebellion? no, idiot, your brain, not as big as a walnut is not enough to understand what I'm doing. Zhang Cheng said as he stretched out a finger and grabbed the emaciated man's soul, his left eye flashed with a strong light, slowly devouring the soul and transforming it into pure magical energy.

"Oh! no! no! no! be careful! he's not Benny!" Tifflin, who had some devilish blood, apparently sensing something, hurriedly took several steps back in quick succession and reminded loudly.

"Whoever he is, I'll die!" The orc took full advantage of his ability to use his hands to avoid BB as much as possible, and picked up his axe and attacked.

His movements are fast and ferocious, completely a skill exercised from life and death fighting, ugly and not a little ornamental, but anyone with a little insight will not take it lightly.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast he wielded his axe, he could never catch the corner of the opponent's clothes.

With the remote calculation and prediction provided by Adam, Zhang Cheng wandered the boundary line between life and death again and again, and cut bloody wounds with the inferior pig iron dagger in his hand.

However, half-orcs are half-orcs after all, especially when they are in a state of rage, they secrete a lot of adrenaline, they don't care about pain and injury, and they roar like crazy: "Ahhh!!hh

"Hmph, save your energy, fool, at the current rate of bleeding, at most half a minute, you will go into shock from excessive blood loss. Zhang Cheng sneered and mocked.

Although the boy he was currently occupying was so fragile that he didn't dare to make any direct contact with the other party, or he would be thrown to the ground in an instant, on the surface, he looked like he was at ease, completely playing with the powerful orc warrior in the palm of his hand.

As for the Tieflin women on the side, their eyes flashed with a strange light, and they neither stepped forward to help, nor did they choose to run away, they just stood there and observed, not knowing what they were planning.

"No!! no one can defeat the mighty Okocha......! I'll catch you!Crush every bone in you!" The orc warrior shook his head desperately, trying to shake off the trance and weakness caused by the excessive blood loss.

But anyone with a little common sense knows that this objective law cannot be overcome by will alone, and after a while, he swayed uncontrollably from side to side, and finally fell to the ground.

"Poor worm, you don't know who you're fighting against. ”

Without any hesitation!

Zhang Cheng directly bent down and stabbed the dagger into the opponent's eye socket, followed by pulling the soul out and devouring it, transforming it into magical energy to transform this fragile body.

When he had done all this, he looked up at the last Tieflin and asked meaningfully, "Why didn't you run away?"

"Run away? Why should I run away! I'm not your enemy! On the contrary, I think you're going to need a helper to take over Okocha's territory. I promise that I will serve you as I serve him. Tiefling knelt down on one knee and bowed deeply.

As a half-devil who is ostracized by mainstream human society, surrendering to the strong is her way of survival.

As for who the other party really is, what evil plans they have, it doesn't matter, if the allegiance object falls, then another master.

Anyway, no one really cares about a Tieflin woman who can't get on the stage, or even sees her as a pretty and fun trophy and plaything.

"Ahh But there are two kinds of smart people in the world, one who really knows how to judge the situation, and the other who likes to be smart. I sincerely hope that you are the former, or I am afraid that I will be tempted to pick off your smooth and beautiful skin, and sprinkle salt water on your bloody muscles. Believe me, it doesn't taste good at all. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng stretched out his dexterous right hand and gently stroked the other party's beautiful and smooth face, his eyes full of a huge sense of oppression that words could not describe.

"When...... Of course, I swear that from this day forward, you are the supreme master, and I am willing to give my body and soul. Tiefling replied with a shudder.

Through the crystal-like left eye, she felt a power that rivaled or even greater than the gods......