One of the three captains of the Afron vigilante, Rod, sat in the "Dolphin Country" in a laid-back, comfortable manner, drinking tea. Perhaps because www.biquge.info of his status, the drinkers, who were accustomed to coming here in the afternoon, had just entered the hall of the tavern, caught a glimpse of him, and then retreated.

The owner of the tavern, Old Peter, expressed his sadness at this situation.

However, when the bald-headed strong man beside Rod threw two silver rays, Old Peter's originally mournful face suddenly smiled. Attentively changing the pot of tea, old Peter whispered some explanations to the waiter, and hid himself in the room in the backyard to rest.

Rhodes is drinking tea.

However, drinking tea in a tavern, the atmosphere was somewhat strange, and beside him sat two members of the Afron vigilante, as if they had long been familiar with it, sitting lazily on the wooden chairs of the tavern, and talking about some interesting things that had happened recently.

The bald man next to Rhodes spins his glass boredly - he is a subordinate of "Grizzly" Kozmo, who is here only to assist Captain Rhodes in identifying the "murderer". This is the task given to him by the leader.

However, the task had not been completed until now, and the two strangers were nowhere to be seen—the members of the vigilante had previously questioned the waiter and old Peter, and it was said that the two guests had gone out after lunch.

The tea on the table had already drunk pot after pot, and the bald man gradually felt the swelling sensation from his bladder, he stood up and decided to go and put the water first.

Before the buttocks left the chair with residual body temperature, before he could move his steps, as if he had borne some weight, the bald man sat down quickly with a "poof".

Glo and his entourage returned to the "Land of Dolphins".

The "Bones of Resentment" had been successfully sold, and Glo had 100 more raels in his arms at this time, and he was talking to Oliver beside him about the next material procurement.

Glo's appearance almost made the bald man scream.

The bald man remembered what had happened last night, this ghostly figure was so terrifying, and the imprint of fear in his heart made his hand on the table tremble slightly. This slightest movement couldn't help but make Rod wonder.

"The two in the lead?"

Rhodes asked, looking at the bald man beside him.

The bald strong man's face was pale, and he nodded subconsciously, allowing Rod to confirm the conjecture in his heart.

Clapping his hands, Rhodes left the table, followed by two security guards, their eyes shining, completely devoid of the lazy appearance just now.

Glo saw the three "gray uniforms" approaching in front of him, and suddenly felt a little bad in his heart.

A large sword that was one meter and two long and the width of his palm suddenly crossed in front of him, and the leader of the "gray uniform" took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket with his other hand and shook it under Glo's nose.

"Afron vigilantes. Sir, we suspect that you are involved in a murder. ”

Completely formulaic language, Glo couldn't help but freeze his gaze, and then, Glo saw a pair of eyes behind the paper.

The eyes were almost the same height as his, and there was no emotion in the amber pupils, but they made Glo feel intensely dangerous. Silently in his heart, Glo opened the "Peripheral Character Status".

Red Dot! Bright, as intense as a blooming rose.

Glo finally remembered the Afron vigilante team in the previous game, after the Sixth Eta War, which was mainly composed of retired veterans.

However, the arrival of the security team surprised him very much.

In a large city like Afron, there is always an undercurrent surging under the surface of prosperity, and it is completely normal for those underground forces to fight for all kinds of interests, big or small, and to die so many people every month.

As a rule, the vigilantes never care about the lives of the ruffians.

Although, the Elantra Code exists objectively and serves as the code of conduct for the Afron vigilante.

In the game in his previous life, except for PK and earning reel, Glo spent most of his time in the Kingdom Library. From astronomy and geography, to historical biographies, to all kinds of aristocratic lace anecdotes, ruins exploration notes, in short, he has dabbled in all kinds of books, and the "Elantt Codex", known as the "Player's Behavior Manual", he is even more familiar with it.

According to Chapter 2, paragraph 4, of the Elante Code, a person who is not a nobleman, the unjustified killing of civilians (NPCs) is punishable by hanging, and in other cases, depending on the severity of the circumstances, the sentence ranges from 2 to 10 years of hard labour.

In strict compliance with the provisions of the Code, Glo and Oliver will be captured and sentenced to at least 2 years of hard labor for what they did last night, which in the game is a punishment similar to "account segregation". A large number of players who offended the system for various reasons were locked up in mines that did not see the light of day, eating inferior food, being whipped by the noble lords, and digging hard day after day, year after year, wasting their youth. Some players who can't stand it even stop going online from now on.

The 2 years in the game are about 15 days when converted into reality.

However, in connection with the real world he is in now, 2 years is likely to be the real 2 years, and the thought of that bleak situation makes Glo have a toothache.

Quietly handing a glance to Oliver beside him, Glo took a step back, out of the range of the greatsword's attack, determined to violently resist arrest - though the consequences of defeat would be even more tragic.

Rod's gaze turned cold.

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Ampton Mine.

Miss Ladya Klein stood on a rocky abrupt spot in the woods, smiling and clutching a hare, her long, soft, hairy tubular ears silently tugging in her delicate little hands. This poor creature, this morning, has finished its humble and unknown life.

"Miss Ladia?"

Veteran Scott was dumbfounded and looked at Nato's "coke" in Radya's hand.

"What's wrong? Mr. Scott. ”

Radia's eyes widened as she turned back from her smug little emotion.

"Ahem - we're here to hunt!"

Scott's fingers poked the hare, it was hard and hot, and a layer of burnt-smelling powder fell. When the young lady learned early in the morning that he was going hunting, she followed with great interest.

Unlike in the past, so far, the only harvest for the two of them is this hare, which is much worse than when Scott acted alone.

This young lady is obviously a novice to such a professional activity as hunting.

Blazing, powerful fireballs rose at her fingertips one by one, but this ferocious momentum quickly frightened the various animals in the woods into fleeing.

It was hard to catch such a rabbit with slow sense, but it was roasted into charcoal.

Scott said he was depressed - even making rabbit soup had become a luxury.

Is today's meat dish going to be a failure?

Scott seemed to see Old York's eyes full of resentment, and the depression in his heart was indescribable.

"Miss Ladia, you better go back and stay in peace." This strong emotional exhortation circled around Scott's mouth, but finally did not speak

Seeing the young lady's excited and lively appearance, Scott couldn't bear to hit her - this girl who might become a cottage lady in the future must not be offended. Scott didn't want Glo to come back and bring him to a "friendly" fight.

Veteran Scott took a deep, hard breath of air, and then, with a long exhalation, vented the depression in his chest.

He decided, today, to take a walk into the depths of the mountain forest.

Miss Radia rolled her plain white robe up to her knees and followed.