When the villains turned their heads, they saw a person standing at the mouth of the alley, and from his posture it could be seen that the dagger was exactly what he had thrown, and at the critical moment he was blocked by someone with a pole in this way, and the two villains were vicious to the guts, and the black-haired villain wiped the blood on his face, and there was a fierce look in his eyes, and he pulled out the dagger stuck in the wall casually, and it seemed that he had made up his mind to kill the man in front of him.

"You threw this dagger, right?" The black-haired villain cushioned the dagger in his hand, it was a dagger with texture in his hand, the edge of the knife emitted a little pink cold light, it seemed that this was a murder weapon that had seen blood.

"Give me back the dagger, and get out of here." The man was wearing a gray cloak with a low hood, and he could only see his smooth chin without a beard, so he should not be very old, and his voice was strangely hoarse.

"Huh, huh?" The two villains laughed angrily, and they left Mrs. Yolanda behind, and walked towards the man who dared to throw the dagger at them, one holding the dagger with the club, and the other holding the dagger, and they had been working together for a long time, and had a tacit understanding to outflank each other.

"Ahh When he was three or four steps closer to the other party, the black-haired villain bent his knees and shifted his weight downward, rushing towards the strange man in the cloak, and the dagger stabbed him in the abdomen, if he was stabbed by the dagger, he would definitely lose his combat effectiveness, but the strange man raised his right leg unhurriedly, dropped his heel violently, and hit the black-haired villain in the face fiercely, and then took advantage of the moment when the other party screamed and fell to the ground, stretched out his hand and snatched his dagger. The action was almost instantaneous, swift and lightning fast, and Lady Yolanda collapsed to the ground, her long eyelashes blinking, and in an instant the vicious villain fell to the ground.

"Huh?" The other villain looked at his downed companion, his nose broken and bleeding profusely, clutching his face and wailing on the ground, while the odd cloaked man was unscathed, playing with the dagger in his long, powerful hand, not knowing whether to attack or flee. Stunned on the spot, I don't know what to do.

"I told you you couldn't handle this dagger." Suddenly, the cloaked man lifted his cloak slightly. Even in the dim light, the villain with the stick could see the green face clearly, and he opened his mouth.

"Ha~~~."

"Hmph." Just as the villain was so surprised that he almost called out her name, Harvey glared at him and swallowed it back in horror. It's just that I'm shaking even more.

"I beg your pardon. We didn't know it was your friend. The villain, who was wielding a club, hurriedly put down his weapon. He said with his hands open, his lips trembling.

"Grab your companions and get out of here." Harvey tucked the dagger back into her waist, the two men were just low-ranking villains of her former Precursor who had been disbanded since the Guild was attacked by Count Lausitz. As soon as Qiē became chaotic, many of the villains who had lost their livelihoods became robbers in the middle of the night, who knocked out their victims and looted their belongings, and in the guild that Harvey was in charge of, this was originally a means of kidnapping, and Harvey couldn't help but shake his head secretly at the depravity and unprofessionalism of the villains.

"Yes, yes." The villain knew that Harvey's reappearance represented a meaning beyond anyone like him could guess, and hurriedly stepped forward to support his companion, who was still bleeding from his nose, and fled like a lost dog.

Yolanda looked at the villain who was still fierce just now, in front of the man in the gray cloak in front of him, like a weak baby, just frightened and trembling like a quail by his eyes, at this moment the man in the gray cloak walked towards Yolanda, she involuntarily shrank back.

"You're not hurt, ma'am." The man in the gray cloak walked up to Yolanda, stretched out his hand to help her up, and said in a gentle tone, still using his hood to lower his face, but the ruddy lips and smooth, pointed and rounded chin seemed to be able to see the other handsome face clearly.

"Well, I'm fine." Yolanda held the other party's thick hand, this is a pair of slender fingers, but the palm is wide, full of calluses, the hand is slightly rough but touching, when you are supported by these hands, Yolanda's cheeks involuntarily redden.

"It's good that you're not hurt." The man in the gray cloak breathed a sigh of relief, and said with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

"Thank you for the rescue, what should I call you?" Lady Yolanda plucked up her courage and asked.

"Me? I'm the bodyguard of Master Webster who was knocked down just now trying to save you, just call me Anonymous. Harvey in the gray cloak felt that there was something wrong with Mrs. Yolanda's tone of speech to him, and hurriedly pushed out Webster who was still lying on the ground, that bombastic damn Webster almost messed things up, he should find a way to seduce Mrs. Yolanda instead of showing himself, Harvey must make sure to hide his identity in front of Mrs. Yolanda, otherwise the mere fact that she often appears by Arrod's side is enough to make people suspect that this matter was carefully arranged by Arrod and his people.

"Oh, Mr. Anonymous." Lady Yolanda's eyes were completely attracted by the mysterious man in front of her, his appearance was so strong, and Yiqiē was so full of mystery, how much she longed in her heart to appear such a mysterious and strong man, to free herself from the nightmare life, and now this dream has become a reality.

Harvey looked at the woman who was crazy about herself, and felt a little uncomfortable, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, but now it was better to send her home quickly, and he said that he was Webster's bodyguard, which could be regarded as an excuse for Webster to get close to Mrs. Yolanda later.

"So you sent her back personally?" Webster covered his forehead with a linen handkerchief, his head ached as if it were cracked, and he swore that he would go to the tavernkeeper to get his money back, and that the two damn bastards had almost killed him.

"You idiot, what kind of stupid idea you think, you almost messed things up." Harvey kicked Webster to the ground with a frustrated kick, this guy who had more than enough to do and more than enough to lose, he shouldn't have looked for him if he knew he shouldn't have been, and any member of the Blood Drop did a better job than him.

"I don't know that those two fools didn't do anything after receiving money, my thinking is still not wrong, there is nothing more impressive to women than heroes saving beauty." Webster quibbled.

"Shut up, and the next time you're messing things up, I'm going to cut out your tongue." Harvey said angrily.

Webster was right, but when Mrs. Yolanda returned to her grocery store, she ignored the submissive grocery shopkeeper, and Count Lausitz did not bother her to-day, she took off her fat skirt and lay down on her big bed, reminiscing about the thrilling scene of this evening, and for some reason her body became hot, and involuntarily stroked her right hand down her body, and her breathing began to become rapid.

"Uh-huh, Mr. Anonymous." Mrs. Yolanda's face turned crimson, and in her mind was the man wrapped in a gray cloak, his hoarse and sexy voice, and how strong and powerful the hands were, and the calloused fingers and palms were also particularly charming, and in the fantasy Mr. Anonymous seemed to have come to her, and they were entangled, and on this large wooden bed, as the Lady of Fantasy Yolanda climbed step by step to the peak, and at the moment of reaching the peak, she fell into the abyss, and her throat involuntarily let out a low roar, like a wonderful feeling beating at her every nerve ending like a wave, a feeling that Lady Yolanda had never experienced, she looked at the ceiling with her eyes stunned as if she were dead, until this wonderful feeling gradually receded like a tide, and then fell into a drowsy dream, which was a sweet dream that Lady Yolanda had never had, and a sweet smile still hung on the corner of her mouth in her sleep. (To be continued......)