Han Feng smiled and said to Angela: "It seems that you are tired from treating the old man just now, right?" There's a tavern over there, let's go there and talk. ”

Angela wiped the sweat from her forehead and nodded happily. Soon, the group walked into the tavern.

Although the front of the tavern is small, it is very spacious inside, and there are more than a dozen tables scattered in the noisy store, and dozens of customers of different races are seated.

When Han Feng and the three of them were just about to find an empty seat to sit down, more than a dozen shrill whistles and shouts rang out.

"Hey! Brothers, look! Two little Lori! ”

"Wowhaha, punctual and punctual~"

"Come and give my brother a hug~"

……

In the midst of the commotion, several drunken mercenaries and adventurers surrounded the three of them.

Looking at these drunken drunkards in front of her, Angela hid behind Han Feng in disgust and gently tugged at his sleeve, "Let's hurry up, this group of people smells too strong."

Han Feng nodded, escorting the two of them and walking outside, but as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a few obscene-looking guys, who rushed to him with a lewd smile and surrounded them inside.

Han Feng's face changed, and he reached out to protect Seri and Angela behind him. A magical arrow appeared out of thin air in his hand, intimidating the crowd around him.

Who knew that his action caused all the drunkards to laugh, and a barbarian man ripped off his clothes, revealing his body full of scars, and slapped and shouted vigorously: "The little magician dares to play magic with the masters at such a close distance, haha, let the uncle teach you a lesson today!" ”

As he spoke, the barbarian pounced viciously at the three of them, and several other drunkards followed suit.

Without any hesitation, the magic arrow in Han Feng's hand quickly shot towards the barbarian's chest, although the barbarian was naturally strong, but when facing Han Feng, a magician of more than thirty levels, he still looked vulnerable.

Blood flashed across the barbarian's chest, and his massive body slowly fell to the ground.

These people who lived on the knife all day were really experienced, and the four or five drunks around him took advantage of the gap between Han Feng's magic and quickly approached him. As a rule of thumb, hand-to-hand combat is especially effective against physically weak mages.

At this time, in the corner of the bar, a young man with a resolute face just wanted to stand up and rush over to help, but was stopped by a middle-aged man with a big beard next to him.

The middle-aged man lowered his voice and said, "This is just an opportunity to test him, let's not rush to make a move first." ”

Seeing the sudden appearance of several drunkards beside him, Seri was so frightened that he forgot to chant magic, and Angela covered her face with an exaggerated scream.

In the confusion, Han Feng didn't notice that Angela's hand covering her face had secretly left a finger slit, and she was squinting a pair of big eyes and kept looking out.

More than a dozen drunkards who had been watching the excitement seemed to be aroused by Angela's scream, stood up and waved the wine bottle bench, and rushed over with a howl.

Han Feng sighed, pulled up the long sleeves of his magic robe indiscriminately, and clenched his fists to meet the guy who rushed over first.

Worried that the two girls behind him would be hurt, Han Feng didn't drag the mud and water in the slightest, rushed up and knocked a drunkard upside down with a straight punch, and with a bang, knocked out a net-like crack in the already somewhat dilapidated tavern wall.

At this time, a drunkard looked at the vacancy and hit Han Feng on the back with a bench. 'Boom', and the bench turned into a piece of shards.

This sneak attack is full of power, if it is an ordinary intermediate mage in his thirties, this blow is enough to recuperate in bed for a few months, and the drunks around him laughed.

The young man in the corner couldn't sit still any longer, and was about to pull out the sword from his waist, but was stopped again by the middle-aged man on the side, and tilted his head in the direction of Han Feng. The young man looked at it and couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of him.

Han Feng, who was supposed to be lying on the ground, stood up like no one, patted the dust on his back, and slammed his right arm towards the drunkard with half a bench leg, and in the scream, this unlucky guy flew out directly from the half-hidden bar door.

Before the drunkards could react, Han Feng, who was beaten bloody, picked up a bench leg on the ground and rushed into their pile, shouting angrily, "Whirlwind Slash!" ”

In a miserable scream, the figures of the drunkards flew in all directions one by one, smashing the tavern into a mess.

Two drunkards with strong martial arts skills pulled out their sharp blades and slashed at him. Han Feng waved his hand and took out the scepter and quickly greeted it.

The blade slashed into the scepter and shattered into several pieces like a toy, and the two drunkards were smashed and flew out.

Looking at Han Feng, who was like a god, the remaining drunkards knelt down in horror and shouted: "Uncle, you have a lot, let's treat us as a fart~~"

Seri covered his nose and said exaggeratedly: "It stinks!" It stinks! Get out of here! Several drunkards stumbled out of the tavern as if they had been granted amnesty.

Angela, who was hiding her face for some time, had already put her hand down and covered her mouth in surprise, "Almighty Sun God, is this guy a magician or a warrior?" ”

The middle-aged man in the corner took a big sip of his wine glass, and whispered to the young man next to him: "Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden really has a unique vision, this guy is really strong!" Don't be deceived by his harmless appearance, regardless of his magical cultivation for the time being, his level in terms of warrior alone will never be lower than level sixty! The young man next to him nodded sluggishly.

At this moment, a patrol team walked into the tavern to arrest Han Feng and the troublesome drunkards.

Angela nodded slightly to the two people in the corner, and the middle-aged man got up to meet him knowingly, whispered a few words to the patrol leader, and saw that his face changed, and immediately led the team to turn around.

Looking at the smashed and messy bar, Han Feng waved his hand and beckoned the proprietress who was hiding behind the bar.

The proprietress trembled and said, "Venerable magician, I really don't know those drunkards, just spare me..."

Han Feng couldn't help but laugh and took out a bag of gold coins, gently put them in her hand, and said softly: "I'm very sorry! Just now, the incident happened suddenly, and your store was damaged in the chaos, here are a thousand gold coins, you can see if it is enough to compensate for your loss. ”

"Oh my God! 1,000 gold coins!! That's enough for me to reopen four or five of these stores! Generous Mage, I only need a hundred gold coins. The proprietress hurriedly waved her hand and refused. Just kidding, the mage didn't smash her shop in a rage, and she's thankful.

Han Feng pointed at the drunkard lying on the ground with a sympathetic expression, and said with a smile: "You can take the money, by the way, find someone to heal these guys who drink too much, everyone has a time when they drink too much!" ”

As soon as he heard this, Seri's big eyes turned into two crooked crescents, and he thought, "Hmph, you only know now that you drank and made a mistake, it's late~"

Han Feng came to Angela at this time and said apologetically: "I wanted to invite you here to drink some juice and chat, but I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, please bear with me!" ”

Angela smiled and said, "It's okay, I want to thank you for taking care of me just now!" ”

Han Feng looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought again, "Why does she always give me a kind and sad feeling..."