Chapter 2 Gatherings

Facing these gazes, Qin Ran was fearless and walked out calmly.

The lawlessness with a cigar in his mouth also didn't care, and he swallowed the clouds and smoked on his own.

The mimosa shrank behind Qin Ran for the first time, and it seemed that Qin Ran's back was the safest place.

And that's exactly what happened.

From a mimosa's point of view, behind Qin Ran is the safest place.

Here, he can ignore everything around him.

Whether it's a gaze or a trap with bad intentions.

The wide back in front of you is a safe haven.

Staring at the mimosa on Qin Ran's back, he forgot his eyes around him, and followed Qin Ran lightly to board the train.

And the players who were either hiding or standing outside 13 Wall Way Street in the open and open watched Qin Ran and his party leave, but they directly fried the pot.

Just now, a bold guy had already sent a message to 'Pole' and 'Giant' Dard, but the response that appeared was a system prompt.

A system prompt that the recipient of the message has died.

"2567 is the winner!"

"Another player with the only title has appeared!"

……

Such news is like throwing a boulder on the surface of the lake, and the splashing waves are going in all directions.

Soon, it spread throughout the huge city.

In a stinky room, a player dressed as an ascetic sits cross-legged in front of a hanging portrait of the Ming King.

The other person's eyes were closed and he was breathing long.

With each exhalation, the inhale lasted for dozens of seconds.

And with every breath, the portrait of King Ming on the opposite side will shake slightly.

It seems that the portrait is alive.

Bite!

During a breath break, the sound of the news made the other party open his eyes, but after looking at the message from his friend, the other party closed his eyes again, as if he had never received the news at all.

Everything is as it was before.

In one breath and one breath, people are like rocks.

With one exhale and one inhale, the image shakes.

Between breathing and breathing, people and paintings are exchanged.

The portrait is no longer a Ming king, but a monk.

It was no longer a monk sitting on the ground, but the king of Ming.

……

Huge city edges, vague margins.

A tall man wielded a sledgehammer and kept striking the iron in his hand.

Bang Bang Bang!

It was as if the blacksmith's knock echoed here, but there were no blacksmith's utensils, let alone the blacksmith's most important tool: the stove.

None of the same.

But the iron in the opponent's hand gradually deformed, and faster and faster.

A moment later, a longsword with four colors of cold light appeared in the opponent's hand.

But the other party didn't even look at the long sword, but carefully looked at his sledgehammer.

As for the long sword?

It had already been thrown by the other party to the blurred side of the edge of the huge city.

Sou!

With a loud cracking sound, the sword disappeared silently when it touched the blurred side.

The other party, who had long been accustomed to it, took out an iron ore again, ready to continue tapping.

And at this time, the message tone appeared.

"'Sword of Dawn'?"

"It's worth looking forward to."

said such words in his mouth, but the other party didn't care at all.

The other party just hit it with a sledgehammer.

Every stroke is a tempering.

Every time he was tempered, he got closer to the goal.

Except for that goal......

The rest, he never took it to heart.

……

In the dark room, several people gathered around the table, talking.

"2567 won?"

"Not only did you get the 'Sword of Dawn', but you also caused the 'broker' to be seriously injured?"

"Great!"

"This is our chance!"

"There's no hurry."

"I don't know if it's true or not."

"When the news of the 'broker' seriously injured is spread, some people are willing to test the truth or falsehood for us."

"And 2567!"

"I don't believe he'll be able to get this win without paying the price."

"Hmm."

"Send someone to test it."

"Hopefully there will be surprises waiting for us."

……

With the appearance of Qin Ran, many people hidden in the huge city had different reactions.

Some people are indifferent and do their own thing.

Some people sneered again and again, full of malice in their hearts.

And there are?

It is the beginning of another layout.

However, these have nothing to do with Qin Ran for the time being.

At the celebration of the Harvest Tavern, when Lawlessness and a group of acquaintances became dizzy under the influence of alcohol, Qin Ran walked to the bar with a mimosa that was drunk to the point of coma.

"You're the protagonist of today, you shouldn't have such a sober look."

Rachel said with a smile.

"I'm used to being sober."

"What's more, one is enough for a person who is completely drunk."

Qin Ran picked up the back of the mimosa collar and shook it twice towards Rachel as a gesture as a gesture.

During the whole process, the mimosa not only did not wake up, but instead rubbed the back of Qin Ran's hand twice with the back of her head and fell into a deeper sleep.

Qin Ran was sure that Mimosa was attending this kind of gathering for the first time.

Although he is still timid, he is also full of joy.

Therefore, he will not refuse the wine handed by Lemay.

In addition to his superb alchemy, the most talked about is his height and preference for spirits.

With a height of less than one meter and five, drinking a strong liquor like [Flame Ice Lake] that makes lawless people smell and change, and working against such a person, Mimosa can last for ten rounds, which has already surprised Qin Ran.

Qin Ran was not surprised by the mimosa that simply got drunk after ten rounds.

After all, Lawless, who once refused to admit defeat, also played a friendly match with Lemay, and in the fourth round, he was drunk and unconscious.

And before that, Lawless was the most drinkable one in the Harvest Tavern.

"He's an honest young man."

"Not as cunning as you."

"It's free, and you can sober up quickly – you can choose to drink it yourself or feed him."

"For the first time, I'm only going to mix this one today."

The tavern lady teased and brought a glass of ice water mixed with honey and lemon.

"Thank you."

Qin Ran picked up the cup and drank it all.

"It's really crisp."

The tavern's lady said as she smiled at the craftsman who was quietly watching from a distance.

Suddenly, the discovered craftsman turned his head, and the aura on his body became more and more cold.

"What's wrong?"

The lawlessness that was stabbed by the coldness looked at the craftsman.

"Drink."

The craftsman picked up Lemay's [Flame Ice Lake] and stuffed the whole bottle into the mouth of Lawless, who was already beginning to blur.

Knock, knock.

After two sips, Lawless was completely confused and fell drunk at the bottom of the table.

The tavern hostess, who watched this scene, smiled more and more happily.

She opened the evil low door on the side of the bar and motioned to Qin Ran: "Let's go, take you to a party, those guys want to meet you." ”