Time flashed back to the day when Li Dong had just arrived at the Ifro settlement.

The capital area of the Shenwu Empire.

Castel stripped his long-standing military uniform, dressed in the black and gray of a common citizen, and appeared in a dark alley.

"Uncle, a few shortcomings of my brother have been absorbing fans recently, and I want to borrow some from you!" As he spoke, three hooligans with shiny alloy daggers in their hands appeared behind Castel, and in front of him there was also a thug armed with a murder weapon, blocking all of Castel's paths.

Former head of the Knights of the Round Table, an excellent A-class mech, Castel lacks even the same interest in the small characters in front of him. I saw him raise his head and say in an extremely flat tone in the shadow of a dilapidated small building: "The famous Red Dragon Mercenary Regiment is now reduced to living in this filthy and filthy quagmire with some street gangsters?"

Although there was no response, Castel's pupils contracted, and he felt that the moment he spoke, dozens of cold gazes locked on him from the shadow of the small building, like a loaded bullet, as long as he had the slightest flaw, he would immediately open fire, leaving holes in his body.

The robbers were obviously confused by the way Castel was talking to himself, and they only understood that this guy seemed to despise him, and they immediately became furious.

"Uncle, I don't think you want to live anymore!" The hooligan who took the lead immediately raised the dagger in his hand, stabbed at the waist of the uncle in front of him.

"I'm here to make a deal with you!" Castel said, still looking into the shadows of the small building, without blinking his eyes at the rascals' attacks, as if he hadn't seen or heard them at all.

"Bang!"

The sound of an alloy gun shot sounded from the small building, and I saw the hooligan who stabbed Castel with a knife, and the dagger in his hand was suddenly hit by an alloy bullet, the hooligan couldn't bear it, and immediately took off his hand, and the dagger flew high, and he immediately raised his head in shock, wanting to catch the dagger he had finally bought with 100 credits, but the gunfire sounded in his ears again, which made him suddenly shake his feet and quickly fall to the ground in fright.

"Bang bang!"

Listen to the continuous burst of gunfire, hitting the dagger in mid-air, and every time it reaches its highest point and is about to fall. Tumbling, tumbling, and churning, it was as if there was an invisible hand grasping the knife in the air and performing acrobatics.

Castelle's eyes were already faint, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl. Are these Li Dong's past companions? Judging from the means alone, they are much more calm and spicy than Li Dong, and as soon as they come up, they will take the lead in winning people, and this kind of confidence in the accuracy of firearms is almost arrogant, and they just want to give him a shot at Ma Wei!

The barrage of metal bullets finally came to an end after a long time, and the sound of reloading was all clearer in Castel's ears.

"Clank!"

The alloy dagger finally hit the ground, but it had now turned into a metal twist due to the large number of bullets that had been hit.

As if an appointment had been made, the hooligans who had been stunned by this miraculous shooting were awakened from a resentful dream when they heard the sound of the metal dagger hitting the ground.

", kill someone!"

"Don't kill me!"

"Help!"

“......”

The ghost cried continuously, and eventually fled in all directions, and in just a few seconds, disappeared from Castel's vision.

"I think that judging from the current economic situation of your mercenary group, the series of shootings just now is obviously not a reasonable action. Castel had a rare sense of humor, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and still said to the dilapidated Xiaolou in front of him as if he was talking to himself.

"Smack!"

A sound similar to a slap on the door of a person's head rang out, and it was clear that someone had been beaten.

"Makes you randomly...... Do you think you're still the one who stops a platoon with one shot...... Restrain the old lady, be careful that you don't have anything to eat tonight!" A burst of intermittent cursing came from the small building, and it was clear that the person who cursed was a woman, a woman who could beat and scold a sharpshooter at will.

However, it was this burst of swearing that made the gaze that stared at Castel gradually disappear.

"Come on, what are you doing standing stupidly, do you want the old lady to come down to greet you?" the girl rang out just now, and her voice was low and slightly hoarse and magnetic, and it reached Castel's ears very penetratingly.

Castel took a serious look at the small building in front of him again: this is the kind of small building that can be found everywhere in the slums of the capital area, half of the eaves have collapsed, and the remaining half is only barely supporting, as if after a storm, this precarious dilapidated building can be reduced to a pile of ruins.

It was really hard to imagine that the Red Dragon Mercenary Regiment, which once shocked the Magellan galaxy and even the entire universe, would have been reduced to such a dilapidated residence as a base, and if it weren't for the accurate information in Castel's hands, he couldn't believe it.

"Well, excuse me. "Castel is not a nobleman, but when he still shows great respect for the once famous Red Dragon Mercenary Regiment, his words and deeds are very polite, and he goes up the ranks.

"Watch your step," said the domineering female voice, and when she was concerned about Castel, she continued to yell, "If you stomp on the old lady's stairs, I'll be done with you!"

Walking step by step on the decaying wooden staircase, Castel couldn't help but smile wryly. Sure enough, he is worthy of Li Dong's former companion, and he can be sure of it with his shameless energy.

If Castel had broken the stairs with one foot, he really didn't know if it was an ambush and a dismount, or if it was just his own carelessness.

When he reached the second floor, a small door that was only 80% complete, the wooden door was opened.

"Ahh

The wooden door, which had obviously been tried and tested, let out a groan of pain, as if it would shatter into small pieces of wood in the next moment.

Castel looked up, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, and saw a large man standing in front of him, obviously larger than this wooden door, staring blankly at the colonel in front of him.

"Hello!" Castel nodded in disgrace, looking at the big man in front of him with a huge head on top of his head, no neck, and a bucket below his head.

The big man looked at it for a while, and for a while, he ignored Castelle's greeting, turned around suddenly, walked towards the back room without looking away, and then got behind a curtain.

Castell took the opportunity to enter the door, and took advantage of the casual glance of the dilapidated room, and did not follow the big man into the back of the curtain, because he knew that the other party must not welcome him in, and besides, the person in charge was in front of him.

I saw a dilapidated desk in front of me, and the reason why it became a desk was because there were a lot of bills and some pen and paper piled up on it, and if there were no such things, it would be four rotten wooden sticks of uneven length inserted under a rotten wooden board.

"You, do business with us?" Castel looked at the thick stack of papers, where a woman with tousled hair showed half of her head, her hair coiled directly on top, and she looked as bad as a bowl of noodles in the alley.