He subconsciously raised his arm to block, but the ferocity of the punch even exceeded the length of his reflex arc - the nerve signals had not yet reached the muscles, and the four protruding hard phalanges had already made intimate contact with his face.

Bang!

Betis felt as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed carriage, and he felt his head buzz, and at the same time, his whole body suddenly became light-

Gross stood in his original position, his arms raised high, and the force from his fists had already knocked the strong man into the air!

The power of the pinnacle of employment is undoubtedly revealed at this moment!

"Boy, who are you? How dare you be so unreasonable! ”

"Do you know the name of our 'Brotherhood of the Bloody Hand'? It's not something to mess with! ”

"Kind of leave your name behind!"

Gross had already knocked over a few minions when he first rushed over, but many more of them were shouting frantically at this time—but they still had some self-knowledge, and although they shouted so fiercely, their footsteps couldn't help but quickly retreat in unison.

Nonsense!

Their boss, Betis, has the strong strength of the middle rank, and they were all easily punched away by this young man, and these people want to fight against this young man with a few hands and three-legged cat skills? They are just a bunch of thugs, not elite mercenaries or soldiers who lick their blood, and they don't have the courage to rush forward in the face of such a situation-

Betis's body flipped in mid-air a few times and fell heavily. His face hit the ground first, as if something was crunching, and two bloody front teeth fell out of his mouth, and then, with his head tilted, he lay motionless on the ground—

Maybe it's fainting, maybe it's ...... Someone has already thought of another worst-case scenario.

On Betis's face, the bulging nose had turned into a blur of flesh, and even if he could return in the future, he would inevitably be disfigured forever - of course, a crooked nose might make his appearance look more fierce.

"I think it is understandable for a person to obtain benefits through means, but it is quite a shameful act to bully the weak in disregard of conscience and morality......"

The cries of the child and the woman were still in his ears, and Gross felt as if a softness in his heart had been suddenly stabbed. As he uttered these righteous words, his companions and Miss Lady Lady's Lady Radia had come up behind him, Stewart had stopped at the side of the road in the carriage, and little Rhona was held in Lacey's arms and poked her head out of the carriage—

The beggars looked at Gross's tall back, and strangely, this time their eyes did not show any gratitude, but a deep fear and fear, and even, there was a hint of hatred in the expressions of one or two people.

But Gross's shot has already shocked everyone.

No one dared to utter some mean words at this time—the minions who had left behind the harsh words scattered, and almost in a breath, they fled to the corner of the street where the street crossed, and they looked back, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you, uncle."

The woman struggled to her feet from the ground, looked up at Betis, who was not moving, and hugged her child again. The kid didn't seem to have much fear of such a sight, but muttered as he looked at the bearded Gross with a pair of brown clear eyes.

"Boss, what are we going to do?"

Before they could make a move, the fight was over-

But looking at Gross's pursed lips and silent, Scott knew that the bandit leader wasn't going to just leave with his hands. The beggars did not leave, they remained where they were, and when they saw the figure of Miss Lady, they gathered around again.

"Kind young lady, the Brotherhood of the Bloody Hand is a very well-known underground force in Boomer, and you are in big trouble."

Perhaps because of his anger, Gross exuded a murderous aura that seemed to be substantial. For a long time, not a single person made a sound, except for the old beggar who had taken the bread and Rael from Gross earlier, whose clothes had been torn by the minions in the snatch, exposing large swaths of thin, bulging ribs.

Gross turned his gaze, only to find that the old beggar still had a few dark brown marks on his chest—thick in the middle and slightly thin at the ends, looking like a cut from a sword.

He glanced at the other mutilated people around him, and found that they had more or less the same scars on their bodies.

"You're soldiers? Or mercenaries? ”

Gross asked.

Only then did a beggar with only half an arm in his right hand suddenly notice the horses of Gros and his party, which were authentic Western War Horses, and then linked to the fighting style of Gross just now, he suddenly choked up and left tears.

After the confrontation was over, the number of pedestrians passing through the street began to increase again, and they saw a large crowd of beggars surrounding a young man, as if to tell something.

"So, is this the fate of the kingdom @ soldiers?"

Scott, who had been a member of the legionnaires, suddenly became sentimental when he saw this scene, and his eyes looked at the brightly lit night scene in the city, and gradually blurred—

Levine sneered.

Oliver has a kinship.

Worried and concerned, Miss Mage quickly returned to her horses and carriage and took out some food, which Stewart and his wife, Lacey, and daughter Rhona jumped out of the carriage with the food.

But Gross knew that their little help would not change the plight of the veterans - the emaciated woman and her child were orphans of a veteran who died in the "Fog Pine Wars", but now they were helplessly reduced to poor beggars.

"The nobility of this country is rotten!"

Levin said suddenly with hatred.

No one refuted, perhaps, these people present could not find any reason to refute—

The aristocracy held power in the country, and there were things they should have done, but they didn't. The section of the Elantite Code on the "Oath of Honor", in which the so-called nobility bears equal honors, powers, and duties, sounds more like a ridiculous lie at this point.

The old beggar reminded him about the Brotherhood of the Bloody Hand, but Gross was unfazed.

Because, he knows very well, Boomer is a city without a lord. In other words, the so-called law is not fully reflected here-

The aristocracy who wielded real power had always cared only about the wealth they could obtain, and as for other things, they were indifferent—

Specifically, it is reflected in the city's government affairs, different officials come from different forces or factions, although the basic daily affairs can still remain basically normal, but there will always be a time when they will turn a blind eye to tacit understanding or for the sake of interests.

For the lower middle and lower classes of the city, the only truth here is the big fist.

Kill the "Brotherhood of the Bloody Hand", maybe those officials will only complain about the trouble of collecting the corpses.