The arena was oval, with exits on the longer side, and the exits were directly across from an intersection with a lot of traffic, and horse-drawn carriages were also off-limits, and even Belica had to park the carriages fifty meters to the east, the next block. There are two streets between them, and even if there is an explosion there, it will be difficult to pass it for a while.

And just a few minutes ago, there was an explosion near the block fifty meters to the east.

……

The old butler, Bane, staggered out of a nearby tavern and bumped into a pedestrian, who grabbed him by his clothes, frowned and was about to complain a word or two, when a pungent smell of wine came into his nose and suddenly let go.

He glanced at Bane's drunken appearance and swallowed the dirty words in his mouth to leave.

Bane pushed him away disdainfully, straightened his neckline, and scolded the coward as he continued on his way.

The person he hit was Stephen, the patrol leader of the street, who happened to be off today, so he thought about coming to the tavern to have some fun, but he didn't expect to meet such a drunkard, so he had to think that he was unlucky to let him go. But just as he decided to ignore the drunk, there was a loud noise behind him.

Before he could turn around, Bane's burly body of more than two hundred pounds smashed on him, and if it weren't for Stephen's own strength, he would probably be here.

The concussion of the explosion sent the two of them tumbling into the tavern under the impact, shattering glass and furniture, and for a moment screams and shouts came and went.

"Damn! Why did you bastard hit me! ”

Stephen turned over and grabbed Bane to his feet and scolded, he had thought that this good day off would be accompanied by mellow brandy and sexy dancing girls, but now it was ruined.

Bane was still in a daze, and after being picked up, he gave a drunken burp and sprayed it in the face of the patrol leader, who felt offended and threw a punch directly, and Bane immediately fell to the ground with a whirl, and got out of the way.

After a punch, he seemed to be a little sober, and without saying a word, he showed his claws and roared towards Stephen, and the two scuffled together in the tavern, and for a while a lot of furniture suffered.

The patrol team rushed to hear the news, and saw that their captain was fighting with people, and stepped forward to help without saying a word, although Bane was a good wolf, but he couldn't stand the dog, and he was tied up after three times and five divided by two, and Stephen couldn't help but say that it was an old punch, and the old butler who beat him had a blue nose and swollen face.

However, Stephen was not much better, Bane had left a lot of claw marks on his face in the previous fight, and the clothes on his chest were also scratched.

As an experienced captain in dealing with street cases, after calming down, he understood that this drunkard had been blown up, otherwise the two would not have rolled back to back into the tavern.

Sure enough, a big pit appeared where the two passed by just now, and there were still scorched marks on the ground. He crouched down and wiped the black ash, put it to his nose and sniffed it, but couldn't tell what it was.

"Let me smell ......"

Bane, who had been set up, spoke, and he was much more sober than before after being beaten.

"You?" Stephen said disdainfully: "It's better to wake up the bar first, and I'll clean you up later."

"I'm from Ambri." Bane said, "Ambrie werewolf, I have a better nose than you."

Stephen glanced at him, looked at the scratch on his chest, seemed to be moved, and reached for it.

Bane pretended to think for a moment, and spouted in the direction of the parked carriage.

"Look over there, the smell is over there."

Stephen couldn't help but hesitate, but at this moment, two sneaky figures flashed on the side of the carriage.

"Damn! It's them! ”

Bane suddenly burst out with a foul mouth, and for a moment everyone around him looked at him.

"Who are they?"

"Damn thief! They stole my crystal card yesterday! There's at least two million gold in there! If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have come to the tavern to get drunk! ”

As soon as these words came out, a sound of swallowing saliva sounded around.

"Chase!"

Without Stephen's orders, the patrolmen rushed forward enthusiastically.

I didn't expect to catch a rich master today, this group of people thought, and they ran faster under their feet.

Among them, the patrol captain was the fastest, and he took the lead in the spirit of serving the people of Vadan wholeheartedly, and when he approached the carriage, he jumped to his feet, like a falcon hovering high in the air, and saw at a glance the pickpockets who were fleeing in a hurry.

"Stop!"

The patrol captain was like a swift ape, propped himself on the roof of the carriage with one hand with the momentum of the fall, and scurried towards it.

Seeing that he was about to catch up in the next second, the short thief suddenly threw something to the right.

"And then! Old cat! Leave me alone! ”

Stephen didn't have time to think about it, so he decisively chose the former between protecting people's property and catching dirty thieves, and twisted his body in mid-air, like an arrow off the string, and flew towards the mass of things.

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