"The Marsh Barons are finished, and they have betrayed the Marsh Barons by coming here to join the Rotten Algae Gang. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Old Morton narrowed his eyes slightly, and the slightly swollen bags under his eyes looked like ordinary old men, but there was a different kind of essence in the squinted eyes. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was a little cold in his eyes, and he gently tapped his fingers on the thick table under his arm, and the few in the distance who did not appreciate it, and even swept the ale to the ground, made him let out a cold snort in his nose: "It seems that the influence of the swamp barons has faded in their hearts." ”

The amber liquor was randomly spilled on the table and the ground under his feet, and even Gerald's thin body was stained with a lot of slightly sweet liquor, while the five guys who were originally Ketuf River thieves were still sitting on the chairs laughing, holding the short knife hanging from their waist in their hands unscrupulously, and at the same time unbuttoning the middle of their clothes, revealing their black chest hair, and announcing their existence to the surrounding group of drinkers who began to evade.

"Sea Lance Tavern? Would you like to see a real spear? ”

One of them, who was clearly the leader, slowly stood up, and the palm-wide arm-length knife in his hand had already swung with his arm, and the white reflection of Dao Dao Senran flashed in the dim tavern. And he looked at the skinny Gerald in front of him, who was not much different from an ordinary tavern waiter, and the cold blade gently leaned over and patted him lightly on the chest, but the arrogant appearance, as if he was the real owner of this tavern, laughed and said loudly: "Knowing that we are from the Ketufu River, you dare to go against our wishes?" ”

As if sensing fear, Gerald's thin figure slowly took a few steps back, and the maids and attendants around him who were still carrying trays had retreated into the corner in fright. In fact, even the group of drunks and drunkards who were still watching the excitement were already frightened by the unscrupulous appearance of the Naktuf river thieves, and when they saw the cold light of the short knives, they withdrew to the table next to them, for fear that they would be involved by the cruel weapon fight that began in a moment.

"There aren't many people who talk about the rules now, and I feel a little bored at a glance."

Old Morton's face was still calm, but his eyes were already gloomy and depressed, and he gently held his pipe and slowly inhaled the mellow smoke inside, and his eyes swept over the surrounding corners, about thirty burly and fierce tavern thugs, each holding his own weapon, as if waiting for orders. The fact that the Sea Lance Tavern was able to open to its current size in four years, and that even the Rotten Algae Gang did not dare to come to collect protection money before, was enough to show that these thirty or so burly thugs had been able to firmly control everything in this tavern.

But before the old Morton's order could be passed on, the still arrogant Ketuf River thieves continued to taunt loudly, especially one of the guys suddenly overturned the table, and the chaotic sound of "ping pong" echoed throughout the tavern, and this group of guys was holding their short knives, looking at the thugs who came around, but still arrogantly threatened: "I know you have a guy named Levi here, hand him over, and then this will all be over!" ”

"Oh, little Levi, if I heard you wrong, they seem to be looking for you?"

Old Morton gently exhaled a puff of smoke, and the faint white smoke filled the room, and there was a little more smile in his eyes that originally had a calm expression. Gently leaning back in his chair, he shook his head at some of the thugs around him who were looking at him, smoking his pipe very easily, and said to Levi with a little interest: "It seems that you have offended this group of new Rotten Algae Gang Cutulf River thieves?" ”

"No, you're really looking for me?"

Subconsciously touching the tip of his nose, Levi looked at the overturned table and the surrounding messy drinkers who had left the neighborhood, and an embarrassment suddenly made him a little restless. Coughing lightly, he nodded to old Morton slightly apologetically, there was no fear or fear on his face, his eyes swept over the sailors he had brought, he also stood up gently, and shrugged his shoulders to the five former Ketuf river thieves with some helplessness: "So, several, do you have anything to do with me?" ”

In the tavern, where a large space had been set aside, the seemingly young men leaned over, as if squeezed out by the crowd behind them, and slowly moved their steps to avoid the sight of the thieves in front of them, trying to continue to turn their heads and burrow back into the crowd of drinkers. However, as if they were blocked, they squeezed a few times and did not squeeze in, and were pushed back in other directions.

But in this seemingly unintentional pushing, the scimitar on their waists had already loomed in the tavern, and the small half of the cold light of Sen Ran had already carried a trace of murderous intent with the hand they slowly pulled out. The faint encirclement that the ten of them have formed, as long as Levi's order is given, the sharp knife skills inherited from the Middle East Peninsula will make the seemingly fierce former Ketufu River thief in front of him, and the current elite member of the Rotten Algae Gang, be cut under his feet!

"What I don't like the most about little Levi is that he is too kind like a girl."

Old Morton still sat in his chair, his elbows gently propped up his upper body, and looked calmly and amusefully at the bustle of the tavern in front of him, as if he were also a veteran drinker, and not the owner of the Sea Lance Tavern who had never been so provoked before. He gently smoked his pipe, and at the same time tilted his head slightly and whispered to Gerald, "Well, I remember that when I was the same age as him, I just led people to kill all these guys." ”

Gerald on the side nodded slightly, and did not respond to the words of old Moulton, as the old man's most trusted and most capable subordinate, he could tell the difference between himself and Levi. As his eyes swept over the tavern, resting on Levi's back for a few seconds, a hint of envy and jealousy appeared in his eyes, but his gaze quickly left, leaving his expression unnoticed by the others.

Old Morton had no sons, and in fact there were already many in the tavern who saw Gerald as the successor to the Sea Lance Tavern. Whether it was the purchase of the tavern, the care of the goods on the farm, and the trade with the dwarves, it was Gerald who had handled it for the last year, which was also a sign of the gradual decentralization of power by the elder Morton. But Gerald, as the right and left hand of Old Moulton, also knew that these seemingly delegated rights were almost two completely different worlds from the rights that Old Morton actually held, and his afterglow swept over Levi in front of him, and his gaze was slightly lowered.

The light flickered in the dimly lit tavern as someone entered and left the tavern door from time to time, but most of them sat at the edge of the tavern with the intention of watching the excitement, beckoned to the main ale and quietly watched the situation unfold. Although there are drunken brawls in the Sea Lance Tavern from time to time, it is too rare to be directly blocked by someone like now, and even the short knife has been drawn.

Not only them, but even Levi had never encountered such an embarrassing thing a few times, he slowly walked a few steps forward, and stood opposite the five thieves of the Ketufu River, his expression was not much fear, and he swept over the nine sailors who were obviously ready around him, and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, and spread his hands to the five guys in front of him: "There should be some misunderstanding, if I remember correctly, we may be meeting for the first time, right?" ”

"Misunderstanding? Your mind seems to be very forgetful, my esteemed Mr. Levi! ”

The guy at the head smiled, his hideous face was like a butcher's blood, and a mouthful of yellow teeth that seemed to have not been brushed for a long time had come out and smirked, and the short knife with a wide palm in his hand also swam away with his wrist, just like looking at a little fat sheep waiting to be fed, his fat tongue gently licked the corners of his mouth, and said with a low smile: "You before were much more arrogant than now, even in front of Harold Boss." ”

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