"Grizzly" Kozmo doesn't know how he got back to his nest - the "famous" "big man" of Aflon's South Town, when he returned to his own house in the alley, closed the door and closed the window, and he was lying alone on his back at the head of the bed, his eyes piercing. www.biquge.info The midday sun peeked through the cracks in the modest windows, and the old ceiling was covered with patterns due to moisture, as if he saw the distorted face of a monster, opening its bloody mouth and rushing towards him.

"Whew-"

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and Kozmo suddenly woke up from his slump, and he jumped off the bedside, but his red eyes were bloodshot and made him look extremely hideous, and he began to rummage through boxes and cabinets as he gasped, and the whole room was in a mess. However, when he saw a wine bottle under the bed, his eyes instantly burned - it was a bottle of Karthhas red wine that he had drunk half of at some unknown time. According to the liquor merchant, such drinks should be drunk in the shortest possible time after opening, otherwise there is a high risk of spoilage, and some problems may occur in the stomach.

But now, Kozmo couldn't care so much, he uncorked the bottle, raised it aloft and poured it into his bearded mouth.

The cold liquid quickly slid down his throat and into his stomach, and the message from the liquor merchant was finally remembered by him at this time, and a feeling of pantothenic nausea came over him, and Kozmo ran quickly to the corner, he pulled over a bucket for garbage, and vomited heavily, yellow, red, and juices of various colors were mixed together, and he stared at the slightly viscous liquid, and suddenly froze.

Pong――

The empty bottle slammed into the wall. With a crisp sound, the bottle turned into a puddle of wet shards that splashed across the room's floors and furniture. Kozmo staggered, but accidentally stepped on a small shard, the sharp edges of which pierced the boot at his feet.

"Holy!"

Kozmo burst out in a frustrated utterance that lacked an object, but soon added, "Damn Macoolo, damn the Escud family!" ”

Of course, no one heard these words. After venting, Kozmo took off his boots, sat at the head of the bed, bent over the soles of his feet, and began to grin at the splinters of the bottle.

"Boss!"

About ten minutes later, several men appeared at the door of the house, they hesitated and looked at each other, and one of them, under the expectant gaze of his companions, came forward and knocked on the door.

"What's the matter?"

Kozmo appeared behind the door dragging an injured foot, frowning slightly as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Several men cautiously entered the room.

"I saw the outlander."

"Bald" shrugged his head and whispered to Kozmo. The companions around him nodded their heads busily, proving the truth of the "bald" words.

Kozmo knew who the Outlander the "bald" was talking about, but it undoubtedly made his already bad mood worse - since the death of Billy, the second man of "Bloody Fangs", in that accident, Kozmo has gradually felt that he has lost control and operation of the organization, as if he had lost an arm. Some of the simple-minded and clumsy people under his command are only suitable for the unskilled work of robbery, while those with a slightly more active brain are very dishonest.

In the last month or so, there have been fewer and fewer raels harvested every week. The number of cloth pockets has not decreased much, but inside, a large number of thor has replaced the silver ray. In this regard, Kozmore Thunder was furious more than once, although, there was no bird use.

As for the decline in income, Kozmo knew that he was greedy for ink by those miscellaneous people, even if he thought about it with his toes. But he didn't have a good way, as the leader of the "bloody fangs", he couldn't go to the streets with the thugs to collect protection money. Because, that really loses his identity as a "grizzly bear".

I miss Billy - Kozmo felt a faint sadness. Originally, seeing the turmoil in Afron City, his mind also moved, trying to obtain the whitewashing of his identity by attaching himself to the nobles, but the reality poured a big scoop of cold water on him.

When he remembered what happened in the morning, Kozmo hated it, and the appearance of "that stranger" happened to be the target of his anger.

"Where's that bastard?"

Kozmo's eyes widened and he asked the "bald head".

"I saw that guy walk into the mermaid reef."

The bald head replied honestly.

After returning from the camp of the kingdom's navy, the bandit leader returned to the tavern. To Admiral Leos's question, he only gave a suspended response. However, after a pleasant exchange between the guest and the host, he had acquired a new identity - the Lord Leos, who was desperate for all external powers, appointed him a temporary position: the chief guest staff officer of the military staff of the Afron Squadron Operational Command of the Royal Navy.

The name is quite long, and it sounds high-end and atmospheric enough. But Glo knew very well that he was just a casual casual worker with a cameo appearance—that Master Leos, and the smiling Lieutenant Syren beside him, had never mentioned anything about the salary.

"Rael or something, it's all floating clouds. This saint treats it like dung. ”

After Glo returned to the Mermaid Reef, he quickly found the waiter. The waiter took out the little black horse from the backyard of the tavern, and after the past two days, for the sake of the tips of the two Rael, the little black horse was well cared for, with smooth coat and high spirits. Glo took the reins from the attendant, and the little black pony saw his arrival, stuck out his long tongue and licked his arm affectionately.

"Xiao Hei, the days of running around are about to start again."

Glo took the little black horse down the street, and he rolled over and stepped onto his horse—on the way back to the tavern from the naval camp, he had already pondered the key clues and ins and outs of the events in Afron several times. He made up his mind that even if he didn't have a salary, there were some things that were worth doing.

For example, go and make some contact with those mercenary groups. In fact, without the information provided by the Kingdom Navy, Glo also knew the names of the mercenary groups under the command of the Escud family - Song of Ashes, Rock, White Sail, Flame Rose, and so on. In the previous life, in Afron's game experience, these mercenary groups were all famous.