When Carlo turned into the alley, he found it empty.

The clutter was very messy, but there was no place to turn, and it was as if the guy had disappeared into thin air.

"Get out of here, I know you're hiding here!"

Carlo shouted into the alley.

At this moment, the pile of debris on the side suddenly trembled, and Carlo flew up and kicked the pile over.

A black mouse slid away in front of Carlo's eyes.

"Give me back your wallet, I promise it won't hurt you!"

Carlo shouted in a deep voice.

But there was no response from anyone.

"Okay, if you don't come out, don't blame me!"

Carlo snorted coldly, kicked a heap, and kicked all the messy debris away.

"Ouch!"

A painful sound sounded in one of the piles of debris, and Carlo looked at it, only to see a little boy with red hair, wearing black clothes, which looked very similar to the color of the debris, and just kicked the little boy in the stomach.

The golden coins were scattered all over the place in the money bag in the little boy's hand, and the little boy kept rolling around with his stomach clutched.

"You kicked me to death, lose money! Lose money! Don't want to leave if you don't lose money!"

The little boy crawled 'weakly' to Carlo's feet, clutching Carlo's trouser leg with one hand, crying and snotty, and shouting incessantly.

"You kicked my internal organs to rot, my stomach hurts so much now, I'm going to see a medical doctor, I'm going to take medicine! It's you who hurt me, don't want to leave if you don't lose money, I'm going to report to the patrol officer, I'm going to sue you for murder!"

Carlo was speechless, he didn't use any force at all just now, let alone kicking his internal organs, even if there were no footprints on his skin.

At most, it was just a little painful when I mentioned it.

But this kid cried so really and shouted so desolately, even Carlo himself was in a trance, could it be that I just lost my strength.

However, the corner of his eye swept to the little boy's eyes that he did not forget to look at himself carefully while he was in pain.

Damn, it's a waste of talent for this guy not to do a parade and perform in a caravansera!

", there's no one here, do you believe I really kicked you to death?"

Carlo's face remained serious, and a red fighting spirit in his hand kept flickering, as if he really slapped the little boy to death without saying a word.

However, the little boy still didn't care, and almost wiped his snot on Carlo's trouser leg.

And at this moment, a girl's shout sounded behind Carlo: "My lord, here it is, Du Wei is about to be killed, come and see!"

Carlo turned his head to see a man dressed in the same tattered

The rotten little girl was waving at the mouth of the alley, calling for help from the patrols in the distance.

And the repetition has already cooperated countless times, Du Wei's hand that was originally holding Carlo suddenly let go, slapped himself madly seven or eight times, slapped his face red, and then fell to the ground motionless.

"Damn, this guy is a ruthless man!"

Carlo cursed.

At the sound of the little girl's shouts, Carlo heard several armored footsteps speeding towards him.

"Stop!"

As soon as the two Trier City patrols arrived, they saw Carlo with a fighting spirit in his hands, and Du Wei lying on the ground with a red and swollen face.

"Who gave you the guts to kill and injure civilians in the city of Trier, don't you know!"

Patrolman Bugatti drew his long sword and pointed it at Carlo, and cautiously moved to Du Wei's side, while another patrol soldier, Paro, was convinced that Du Wei was lying on the ground, checking Du Wei's injuries.

The thin Du Wei, whose face is now swollen like a fat man, Palau exclaimed: "So ruthless!"

I said...... He did it himself, do you believe it?"

Carlo dispersed his fighting spirit, trying to explain that the two patrols in front of him were just ordinary warriors, and there was no sense of fighting on his body, if Carlo made a move, the two guys in front of him, he would be able to solve them in minutes.

But Carlo didn't want to get into trouble, this wasn't Atlanta after all, it was a city he wasn't familiar with at all, and it had its own original order.

"Hmph, beat people like this, you can say anything!"

Bugatti sneered: "I will arrest you now as the captain of the first city defense brigade in Trier City, if there is anything, you go and explain to the executive officer! Of course, you can also leave a hundred gold coins as Du Wei's medical expenses!"

The two of them had apparently seen the gold coins scattered on the ground, and they probably thought about what had happened.

These bastards are all together!

Carlo snorted coldly.

"That'...... What if I say no!"

Carlo once again released a fighting spirit in his hand, he didn't want to make trouble doesn't mean that he didn't dare to cause trouble, since the other party is united and wants the money bag in his hand, then he will not be polite to the other party.

Feeling the deterrence emanating from Carlo's body, Bugatti's face suddenly turned red, this guy has a fighting spirit, it is definitely not something he can resist, Du Wei, the little rabbit cub provoked this time, is actually a fighter who can fight with anger, and when you wake up, you don't want these gold coins!

Bugatti looked at Carlo vigilantly, blushed, and said angrily: "I'm telling you, you'd better be caught obediently, otherwise if Young Master Trive knows, then you will definitely not be able to leave Trier City alive! You know, Young Master Trive is the next candidate for elder of the Wizards Association!"

If you can't beat it, you will make a threat?

But who is this Trim?

How do I seem to have heard of it somewhere?

But what kind of position is a candidate for the next elder?

Carlo frowned slightly, and said, "Although I don't know who your so-called Young Master Trive is, but today it was this little guy who stole my money first......

"I didn't see him steal your money, I only saw him unconscious in front of you, and he was covered in wounds!

Bugatti said as he pointed his sword at Carlo, but his eyes remained on the money bag in Carlo's hand.

"Hey...... It's hard to say, but in that case, let this little guy say it himself!"

Carlo shrugged, these guys obviously haven't been together for a short time, they're in a gang!

The red fighting spirit suddenly spread on Carlo's body, like two invisible hands, pushing Paro and Bugatti away at the same time, and Carlo also grabbed Du Wei's little head.

"Boy, I know you can hear me, I'm not from Trier, and I advise you to tell the story as it is, or I can't guarantee that I won't blow up your little brains. ”

This is different from the original plan!

Du Wei scolded in his heart, didn't those guys obediently hand over the money after hearing the words of Master Bugatti and Master Paro?

But why is this guy so ruthless?

Of course I know you're not from Trier, and if you're from Trier, how dare I steal your wallet!

"Don't you say......?

Carlo's big hand was slightly forced, and Du Wei's closed eyes wrinkled in pain unconsciously, but this little guy was also hard, and he refused to speak.

"Bastard! you're looking for death!"

This time the matter was beyond the plan of Bugatti and the others, without the slightest reason, Bugatti took out a round gem in his arms, and said angrily: "Boy, wait for the mage to confess!"

With that, Bugatti directly pinched the gem in his hand.

Although the magician was called, even if he got the gold coins this time, all the gold coins in his hand would be looted by the magician, but Du Wei was a good bait for the two of them, and for such a long time, the cooperation between the four of them was very good, and in the past few years, it has only failed twice.

If Du Wei died, Bugatti didn't know if he could find another such dedicated golden finger!

"Despicable warrior, let go of the poor in your hands, and I will give you a good time!"

Almost a few breaths later, a magician in a green robe and a mage's pointed hat came to Carlo's back at some point, and the staff in his hand was against Carlo's back.