Chapter Twenty-Six: The Dark Tide

Being able to mix in the waters of Sass Harbor under the rule of the Norsd family, in addition to his own cunning, Haben is also quite famous for his strength and ruthlessness - being thrown into the sea water outside Sasd Harbor to feed the fish is not the patent of the Nosd family; There are not a few who have imitated one after another, and Haben is one of them.

In fact, Haben is one of the most incisive imitations of the ruthless Norsid family; After all, there is nothing more convincing in the port of Sasse than for a black man like him to do so.

As for strength?

Maybe it's not up to the level of a witcher, and even some good soldiers of the highest government can easily take him down; But for some ordinary people, it is out of reach, especially after combining with the special ruthlessness of the black characters, it is even more intimidating for most ordinary people.

Just like the little Tom in front of him, although he overcame the fear of these black characters in his heart, the difference in strength was obvious - the long wrench was subconsciously raised by Little Tom and blocked the path of Haben's kick, but Haben quickly withdrew the leg that was originally kicked to Tom's head, and then kicked out again.

Bang!

Again, the lower abdomen, this kick kicked in little Tom's soft abdomen without any resistance; The powerful force from his abdomen even flew backwards with little Tom's feet off the ground.

Bite......

Little Tom's whimpering moans were mixed with the sound of a wrench falling to the ground, and the sound was unusually crisp.

"Shameless bastard!"

Another mouthful of thick phlegm. Quasi-spit on little Tom's face. Yellow sputum mixed with blood and stains on little Tom's face; Little Tom, who was powerless to wipe it, let the filth on his face run sideways; However, the next moment it was covered by a big foot - black high-waisted leather boots stepped on little Tom's face, twisting it vigorously from side to side.

"Come on, you little bastard! Come on, stand me up again! ”

The clamor was mixed with shrill laughter, like a night owl; Haburn, who had twisted his foot Tom's face again, grabbed the placket of the other's chest and grabbed Little Tom, who was powerless to resist; Sneered: "My Uncle Harben is a man of his word, and if he says that he wants to throw you off the lighthouse, he will definitely throw you off the lighthouse!" ”

"Let go of Tom'......"

"Fuck off. Old guys! You're next! ”

Kicking away Tyrt, who was rushing over, Harben carried little Tom, who was hanging limply on all fours, and only breathing, walked to the window of the lighthouse—the second highest observation and mechanical room of the lighthouse, with a glass window that almost fell to the ground facing the sea; Although the entire floor-to-ceiling window cannot be opened freely. Only the existence of the above window as a ventilation window has the function of opening and closing, but it is clear that Haben does not care whether this floor-to-ceiling window can be opened or not!

Because, he doesn't need it at all!

Picking up Tom Thom straight, Hubburn slammed Tom Tom into the window with his arm.

"Tom!"

Tyrt, lying on the ground, exclaimed loudly.

Call!

The sound of the wind in his ears made little Tom's already swollen eyes that had been trampled open slightly, looking at the floor-to-ceiling windows that were getting closer and closer, the slightly open eyes were filled with a strong regret and a trace of unwillingness-little Tom regretted that he could not pass on the news of the future of the storm, and was unwilling to be weak for himself.

Mother. I'm going to see my father and brothers......

With the worst thought in his heart, little Tom closed his swollen eyes.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, but there was no imaginary pain and weightlessness like falling objects, feeling the rock-solid chest and steady and powerful arms, little Tom couldn't help but struggle to open his eyes again - his long flaxen-colored hair was neatly combed and tied together, a pair of bright eyes and a high nose under a slightly raised forehead, and a slightly pursed lips made people feel a sense of urgency and seriousness at a glance. …,

Of course, the most important thing to attract Tom's attention was a purple creature crawling on the other party's shoulder - it should be a mink! As a young man born and raised in Port Sas, for the creature of the mink. I've only seen it in books; The thought in his heart was that the other party's fur was very similar to the scarves around the necks of some rich people he had seen; According to Tirter, those were made of mink.

"First...... Raw ......"

Little Tom struggled to express his life-saving grace to the passer, and warn them of the danger here; Unfortunately, after he spit out two words intermittently, the pain in his abdomen made him unable to speak again.

"Take a break. This one is good for your injuries! ”

Gently placing little Tom in the corner and sitting down, a light blue test tube appeared in Ava's hand. Uncork the bottle and pour it into Little Tom's mouth.

Syllable!

The crisp sound of the cowhide and skin rubber on the boots made Tirt, who had appeared from Ava and had not yet reacted, shout: "Haben, you despicable scum! ”

From the moment Ava appeared to save little Tom, Harben instinctively hid at the entrance of the lighthouse, ready to turn around and run away if something was wrong - if it weren't for the temptation of Kimpton, who was about to get his hands and was too rich for him to give up, Haben's character would have run away by now!

However, the next moment I saw the other party who ignored him and just took care of Little Tom, especially when the other party directly exposed his back to him; Haben, overjoyed, kicked straight at Ava's temple—what seemed like an ordinary boot was actually padded with a layer of steel inside the soft cowhide of the front foot and the soles of the foot; And it was this special pair of boots that caught Haben off guard in several battles, and his unexpected defeat made him the last victory.

So, at all times, these boots were always Haburn's best weapon, even more than gunpowder weapons—any gunpowder weapon in the hands of any man, even a child; Far less concealed and useful than these boots.

As for power?

With the help of these boots, Harben could break a stake the thickness of a man's upper arm with a kick without blowing a blow.

So, looking at Ava, who had his back to him, Haben thought he had won!

However, the next moment the blocking force from the soles of his feet, as well as the pain, surprised Haben.

ps Last night, the train sleeper, I met a dozen snoring, and the decadence was that I didn't sleep all night...... Carried it to the train station in the magic capital; In a daze, he was picked up by the breeze and came to the designated hotel; Then, I chatted and studied with many writers......

Then, Decadence discovers that most of them have manuscripts...... The decadence that can't afford to hurt can only return to the room codeword......

I haven't slept all night, coupled with the weather in the magic capital, when I code words, decadence is a headache...... And there is a meeting to study tomorrow, and I need to go to bed early, and the original plan for saving manuscripts for tomorrow has also been shattered......

Thanks to the reward of 500 ml of 588 coins and a monthly pass that rains at night when the house leaks, I bow again, and thank you for supporting the brothers and sisters of the decadent

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