"Catch Him ——!!!!"

Amid the drunkard's angry roar, minions with daggers and daggers swarmed up, screaming and rushing to the black-haired wizard in front of the stairs. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Turning lightly, Loren dodged their lunge, grabbed the collar of one of the minions, and pressed him directly against the wall with his pincer-like palm, and casually lifted a flask to open the scoop for him!

The splatters of ale and blood soaked his sleeves, and as if he had dodged the guy who pounced on his back, he knocked his elbow to the ground and snatched the opponent's short knife with his hand.

Turn, parry, and then bounce.

The minions who rushed up in a mess "tacitly" cooperated with the rhythm of the black-haired wizard, and after being close to the first guy who rushed up, in an instant, the dagger in his hand immediately blocked the other short knife that stabbed him in the eye, and he was able to block it.

At the same time, the free left hand simply removed the wrist of the other guy, and before he could scream, Loren kicked the minion who stabbed him in the eye with a knife!

As if by magic, he snatched the dagger from the other party's hand, and the black-haired wizard who didn't even look at it threw it directly behind him, the rapidly spinning dagger screamed, piercing his collar with the screams of a certain minion, and his muddy body was nailed to the wall.

"Ahh——!!!!h

The drunk man screamed hysterically, and pounced directly from behind the black-haired wizard, like a desperate bear, his drunken head was blank, just thinking about quickly killing this guy who suddenly appeared!

Just now, his subordinates were overturned one by one like a pile of bedbugs, but they couldn't even touch this guy's hood, and they didn't even know what the other party looked like!

The dark-haired wizard with his back to him didn't even look back, his defenseless back perfectly exposed to the drunk, as if the demons were whispering in his ear - now was the best time to sneak attack.

Until...... The dark-haired wizard snapped his fingers a second time.

"Smack——!

Without warning, the blow hit the drunken man's shin, and his bear-like body fell straight to the ground. In an instant, one of Loren's feet was already on his chest.

"You ......" The drunk, who had not yet figured out what was going on, had a dagger on his chin, and a pair of extremely cold dark pupils stared at him.

The dagger slowly left, and the drunk, who suddenly felt that there was a play, immediately secretly reached out and touched the short knife that fell to the side and fell to the ground. A white light flashed, and the fat palm was nailed to the floor directly by Loren with a dagger!

The heart-rending howls and pig-killing cries made the minions rush forward and prepare to rush forward.

"One step further, I'll kill him directly. ”

The creepy voice, as well as the unlucky people lying on the ground wailing around, made the hot-blooded minions hesitate, just trembling with the knife, but they were already frightened and retracted their feet.

"You're finished, dare to provoke us, Boss Versteno will kill you!" The drunk man who was trampled on the ground and was still screaming, but he didn't forget to shout: "Just a hillbilly like you, as long as you are planted in the hands of our cane helpers, no one will know how you died!"

"Then let him try it, or give me an invitation, and I'll come to the door myself. Loren said lightly, his face as silent as water: "In addition, there is a problem with your way of threatening - if you want to intimidate others, it is better to be more threatening than to die." Remember, I won't say it twice. ”

As soon as the words fell, the black-haired wizard pulled out his dagger and threw it aside: "Now, get out!"

The screaming drunk, clutching his bleeding fat hands, got up from the ground and fled in a panic like a ball of meat, while the remaining minions followed their fallen companions out of the messy inn.

When the thugs were almost gone, and there was no movement outside, the guys hiding behind the counter stuck their heads out one by one, looked around cautiously, and then breathed a long sigh of relief with great joy.

The innkeeper, who was originally paralyzed in the center of the hall, had already slipped aside when Loren appeared, hiding behind an overturned table, and only after making sure that there was no one around, did he swallow his saliva fiercely, and crawled out from behind little by little on the ground.

As soon as he stretched out his head, the face of the "smiling" black-haired wizard appeared in front of him.

"Ah——!!!!h

The screaming innkeeper was almost frightened unconscious, lying on the ground and watching Loren lean up in horror, and stretched out his right hand very enthusiastically: "Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay, it's really okay!" the smirking innkeeper kept wiping his sweat, his trembling pupils looking at the black-haired wizard smiling at him, "Thank you so much, without you we would have been finished today - these guys won't leave without the money!"

"Oh, really? That's great. Loren smiled and nodded, and then the conversation changed: "Then let's talk about what you stole from my friend." ”

"What stolen, what stolen, what, I don't know what it is!" beads of sweat kept dripping down the innkeeper's head, "You, you must be mistaken, it's all those guys' nonsense!"

"No, you should be mistaken. ”

The black-haired wizard slowly crouched down and pulled the innkeeper in front of him with a smile: "I'm not asking, I'm threatening you - if you don't hand things over, I promise you won't see the sun tomorrow, and you'll spend a long, life-or-death time before it rises."

I'm a wizard and I have more ways to get you done than those guys, so you better take my word for it!"

As he spoke, Loren's right hand pulled out a dagger he had picked up as if by magic, and pressed it against the innkeeper's neck, unabashedly threatening.

Faced with the threat of a wizard, and a wizard who could easily clean up a dozen gangsters and gang leaders, the innkeeper finally chose to give up resistance and obediently led Loren to the place where he was hiding.

Surprisingly, the innkeeper hid not in his room, but under a pit dug under the counter, in other words, the drunk stepped on what he wanted, but never noticed it - I have to say, this way is full of irony.

Slowly taking out the wooden box in the pit, and then opening it with a key, the innkeeper with a painful face took out a thick parchment booklet from it, and handed it to Loren, which looked like a note: "This is it, Lord Wizard—I found it under your friend's bed, and I just think ......"

"I think this thing should be very valuable, able to offset his room, and can make a lot of money. Loren said sarcastically as he took the note.

For a wizard, any notes and research records are invaluable, because wizards' research is often very long, even if it is not surprising that it can be as long as ten years or decades, and even takes several generations, and many of the results are inherited from parents and even grandparents.

Taking away a wizard's research notes is tantamount to depriving him of all the value of his life - on the other hand, if you can get a study that has been passed down for generations, or even dozens of generations, it will be immeasurable for a wizard!

"Is that all?"

"Of course, I just stumbled upon your friend when he was cleaning his room after he left!" the innkeeper replied in a panic, his eyes widening and even his speech became hasty, "That's all, I dare to swear to the Holy Cross that if I lie, I will be worse off than dead!"

"Your piety is admirable, but I'm not asking you. The black-haired wizard glanced at another hotel guy shivering to the side, "Really...... Is that all?"

This guy is the one who leaked the news to the gang before, his eyes widened and he nodded desperately, facing the vicious gaze of the boss next to him: "That's all, there were a lot of people who came when the wizard moved away, and this one was omitted at that time!"

There was also a group of people...... Lost in thought, Loren stared at the note in his hand.

Things seem to be going in the direction I least want them to......