Woo...... Hmmm......"

A shrill siren sounded.

Grabbing the hand-cranked small brass bell on the bar, little Henry "drank the waves" and shook it.

"I'm sorry, everyone, it's curfew time! the tavern is closing!" said the hostess, walking around the tavern, to the few tables of drinkers.

After all, it is an inner city, and the quality of the inhabitants is very good, and there are also mercenaries who don't open their eyes to drink and make trouble, but as long as the waitress "beeps" a few times outside the tavern with a whistle, the brave city guards can always appear in time.

"Martha, you can also go! Be careful on the road, don't go down the dark alley!"

Little Henry in the bar didn't raise his head, and said to the girl hostess who was cleaning up the tables and chairs.

"Extraordinary is still lying on the table, is there anything wrong?"

The hand wiping the wine glass shook a little, as long as Extraordinary came, the waitress Martha behaved very diligently, and the table where Extraordinary sat was neater and brighter than his bar.

"It's okay, I'll call a carriage to take them back to the academy in a moment!"

There was a little reluctance, but Martha went back to the back hall to change her clothes and go home.

Extraordinary and Rodney got drunk as they spoke, at least that was what the drinkers around them thought.

At the last moment, little Henry did not put the poison, but poured in a small bottle of sleeping potion.

Extraordinary, lying on the table, opened his mouth wide, and the corners of his mouth against the table were sparkling.

Pouting with some disgust, little Henry put aside a bottle of sobering potion in his hand, took the cup cloth in his hand and wanted to go forward and wipe it.

After thinking about it, he turned back to the bar, took a plain rag, and wiped the saliva that flowed from the tabletop.

"Jingle Bell"

The party doors that opened and closed inside and outside the tavern were pushed open, and a strong man in a black cloak looked around, his eyes fell on little Henry, and walked in.

"Sorry, the tavern is closed, please be early tomorrow!"

Little Henry didn't look back and said lightly.

He thought about waking up the extraordinary quickly, and then telling him about Rodney, and how to deal with it, it was not his business.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, boss! Did Cordo drink too much? I'm his friend, I'm a little late! I'm sorry for you!"

The sturdy man is Di Kao, and the extraordinary has always been in his field of vision.

When curfew time came, he was ready to make a move when he saw the waitress in the tavern leave.

What he saw when he entered the tavern made him even more confident.

It was clear that Cordo had drunk too much with his friends, and the timid tavernkeeper was hesitating to wake up the drunken Count.

"Oh, are you a friend of Lord Earl, that's wonderful! I'm wondering how I can wake up Lord Count!"

If Extraordinary is sober now, he must not believe that the little Henry in front of him is the lotus man he knows.

One-eyed, wearing a metal blindfold, a scar like a centipede lying on his cheek.

Under the cloak, the waist and legs are bulging, and you can see that you have a sharp weapon at a glance.

Not a good person at first glance!

"Shall I help you get the Earl of Extraordinary into the carriage?"

The sober potion was on the side, and little Henry's idea was very simple, he wanted to take advantage of the extraordinary effort to put the potion jar into his mouth.

"Smack"

The outstretched arm was directly blocked by a large hand.

"Don't bother, I'll do it! The carriage is right outside the door!"

Without saying anything, Dicao reached out and grabbed one of Extraordinary Arms, and pulled him up, ready to forcibly take him away.

Little Henry was angry, and he didn't know what this ugly man wanted to do with Extraordinary, but it was never a good thing.

So, he grabbed a knife from the table and stabbed Dicao in the ribs.

It wasn't until a tingling pain came from under his ribs that Dicao finally discovered a fact.

This tavern owner is a hard stubble, and his battle rank is only higher than his own.

Raising his hand and letting go of the extraordinary, he took a step back and pulled out the dinner knife in his abdomen.

Fortunately, it is not a murderous dagger, and there is no blood groove jagged, which can only be regarded as a skin trauma for the sixth-order Dikao.

"It's really a sight to behold, Your Excellency's sixth-order combat power is condescending to a small tavern!"

"As long as your Excellency makes it convenient, this sword revenge will be over! I will also pay you a lot of money!"

Little Henry on the other side didn't seem to care what Dicao said, just stared at the bloody table knife with a look of disgust.

"Uh......h Hmmm......"

The curfew sirens sounded twice, and when the third time they sounded, anyone walking down the street was put in a prison at the sheriff's office.

If they resist, the guards can be killed on the spot.

Di Kao didn't want to make a big deal out of it, especially since the other party was still a strong man with unknown combat power.

"Smack!"

With two rounds of applause, another uninvited guest entered outside the tavern door.

"Captain DiKao, are things not going well?" asked Gilly Markov.

The leader of the Dicao Magic Regiment, Gilli Markov, who had just arrived on the battlefield, only glanced at it and saw that his one-eyed leader was in trouble.

Under the dim gas lamp of the tavern, Dikao's waist was wet, and red blood dripped on the floor.

The strength of his own regiment commander is very clear to him, and the emaciated young man on the opposite side is obviously not low in rank.

"Hehe, what if it's a sixth-order combat power? Now it's two sixth-order against one!"

There was nothing to say, and Gili Markov reached behind him with both hands, and two cross spikes appeared in his hands.

"Fight quickly, slaughter these two boys who are in the way, and take Cordor Extraordinary away!"

At the sound of an order, the two of them carried spiked daggers in their hands and attacked little Henry one left and one right.

"Jingle Bell"

Little Henry, who got two one-handed stabbing swords from nowhere, was besieged by two big thieves, and he didn't fall behind.

"Hmph, it turned out to be a big sword master with rough skin and thick flesh, but grinding will grind you to death!"

Seeing that the guess was the same as he thought, Gili Markov took advantage of the gap between the two to fight, jumped two steps back, and disappeared into the shadows.

Face to face with the thief, the thief loses half first.

However, the thief in the "stealth" state can pull back the lost half.

In addition to dealing with DiKao's frontal attacks, Henry Jr. also has to keep an eye out for cold knives that don't know where they will appear.

In less than ten minutes, little Henry began to blush blood.

The twin spines are in the hands of the Gilly Markov, like the fangs of the king cobra, and once they bite the prey, they remain in two blood holes.

The high-level Rogue skill "Split" also has a bleeding effect.

"Whew, whew!"

The white bow shirt had become rags, and little Henry, who was standing with a sword, looked down at his body, and there were no less than ten blood holes all over his body.

It's like a whiskey that has broken the mouth of a bottle, bubbling out.

The gas lamp overhead suddenly ghosted, and little Henry knew that it was a symptom of excessive blood loss.

The one-eyed ugly man is right, if he can't break through, he will be grinded to death.

Fortunately, the effect of the high-level skill "Iron Body" is still continuing, or I don't even have the confidence to break through.

Looking at the two lying on the wine table in the corner, little Henry began to regret that he had put too much of the sleeping potion.

This kind of potion is a good thing that his father got from the Berman Chamber of Commerce, but I don't know if the old Henry of the pit son will adhere to the usual style and add water to it.

Little Henry misunderstood old Henry at this point, these potions not only have good effects, but also have a real concentration.