The people around them retreated almost ten meters away, thinking that this would not be affected by the battle, but they were going to be disappointed, because as soon as Roque stepped into the middle of the street, he directly released his fighting spirit.

The grinning wind blew, and some shelves full of goods creaked, looking crumbling, but at the moment no merchant dared to move it, and the people around were busy continuing to retreat.

"That guy was horrible. ”

"yes, he's wearing beautiful glasses. ”

"Oh my God, are you still in the mood to admire other people's glasses?"

Without people walking, this main street is still very spacious, roughly estimated to be no less than six meters wide, and if Roque makes a move at this time, he doesn't have to worry about whether he will hurt others.

Scorpion's expression became slightly solemn, and he instinctively sensed danger, and he immediately hid behind those strong men without thinking.

"Do you know what you're doing, young man, listen to the stranger, this is the town of Stella, not a place where you can go wild, and if you were smart enough, you wouldn't challenge me, because that's what a fool would do. ”

Scorpion, who felt that he was already safe, warned Roque that as a businessman, it was of course best to not see blood, and it would be better if this matter could be settled with gold coins.

Roark ignored the Scorpion's threat, he accidentally discovered a strange thing, his control of the fighting spirit actually became more handy, the previous fighting spirit was very violent, once released, it was like a wild horse on the loose.

And now, they can be condensed, and Roque even has the confidence that even if he releases it with all his strength, he can control the range and not hurt the people around him.

"A junior warrior is really more powerful than a senior warrior, which is equivalent to truly mastering his own strength. Roque was thoughtful, he hadn't had time to take a good look at his own situation in the second leaf.

Scorpion's face was gloomy, he had never been ignored like this, and his heart was beating like thunder, in the small town of Stella, even the Norman Baron and the Baron Bolton would not dare to do this to themselves.

There is no other reason, he has the right to speak, and today he was completely ignored by a foreigner, you must know that there are still so many people watching around, and the thing of face can't get over in the first place, and Scorpion wants Roque to die here.

Soon, several strong men surrounded Roque, and seriously, the stench on their bodies was enough to smoke a cow to death, and these strong men looked about the same.

They were all over two meters tall, bald, strong, bronzed skin tattooed with dense strange runes, uniformly wearing only a pair of animal skin pants, and a long black steel nail stuck in either side of their forehead and in front of their chest.

There was no expression on their faces, and their eyes were gray, like dried corpses, which was intimidating.

"These dead slaves of yours must have spent a lot of gold. As Roque spoke, his fighting spirit had begun to shrink, locking on those strong men without the knowledge of others, and the reason for doing so was not only to isolate their stench, but also to allow him to solve the battle in the fastest time.

"Hmph, young man, it's too late for you to regret it now, they're going to tear you to shreds, and that's what happened to me when you offended me. Scorpion said viciously.

Lan Ya and Hei Ya, who were not far away, felt extremely frightened when they saw that Roque was surrounded by strong men, and they were next to Vincent, grabbing him with trembling hands.

"Don't be afraid, adults will be fine, adults are the strongest. Vincent whispered, his gaze never off Roque.

He was sure of this, since he saved himself, Vincent had admired Roque immensely, and no matter who the enemy was, he was convinced that no one could stop him.

"You're wrong, they're very strong, and if you run into other fighters, they're definitely terrible killing machines, but alas, I'm so much stronger than them, and this fight will end boringly. ”

Roque said these words without purpose, the dead slave he knew what was going on, this is a humanoid monster that has to be soaked in medicine all year round, this kind of technology is expensive, and generally only people with power and financial resources can master it.

They can't be warriors, and they don't have fighting energy in their bodies, but their physique can be endlessly enhanced, and some powerful death slaves can even easily kill high-level warriors.

Because the fighting spirit can't hurt their powerful physical bodies at all, the dead slaves have no thinking ability, no feelings, and only the consciousness of acting according to instructions, and they can be said to be no longer human.

"Kill him!" Scorpion couldn't stand the other party's calm gesture, he felt that this was a great irony for himself, and angrily gave an order.

Rumble!

Roque didn't move, but the dead slaves fell directly to the ground, their bodies were intact, but their skin was gradually darkened, and the inside had been completely twisted by Roque's fighting spirit, and I am afraid that even the bones were turned into slag.

If you look closely, you will see that the steel nails are long gone, replaced by some scattered pieces of iron.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

The people around looked at each other, not knowing how to answer, and some people thought that their eyes had deceived them, so they hurriedly rubbed them.

However, the scene they saw was still no different from the one just now, those dead slaves had indeed fallen, and they were afraid that they would never be able to get up again.

"Mister Scorpion's warriors were defeated like this, I really can't believe that man didn't seem to have done anything. ”

"I heard the news that the man was seriously injured in the eye, although he was a fighter, but his strength was limited, damn it, the person who sent the message was definitely a liar. ”

While the people around him were talking, Roark kicked the dead slave in front of him and walked straight towards Scorpion.

"You, you, you. ”

Scorpion's face was terrified, he felt his legs trembling, he was about to lose his footing, his mind was already messed up, and the dead slaves he bought with a lot of money were actually vulnerable.

The blow was too heavy and too big, how could the always invincible dead slave staggered like a machine with dismantled parts, who the hell was joking.

Scorpion felt extremely painful, these were all gold coins, he knew that he couldn't lose them, because he was able to gain a firm foothold in the small town of Stella, and the deterrent power of the dead slaves was indispensable, and every transaction was because of them, so that he could take the initiative.

Without these dead slaves, those competitors are qualified to compete with them.

"Damn, what the hell am I thinking, it's time for that monster to come and kill me, I'm going to die here. ”

Realizing that his mind had reached a fork in the road, Scorpion quickly came to his senses, and as soon as he saw Roque's face in front of him, his uncompetitive legs surrendered directly, and he fell backwards with his body.

"Don't be nervous, I just need you to apologize to my sister. Roque grabbed Scorpion's shoulder with a blank face, so that he didn't make a fool of himself in public.

The people around them were inexplicably disappointed when they saw that Roque didn't kill the Scorpion right away, and some of them were usually oppressed by each other.

And some of the merchants in expensive clothes even showed angry expressions, and their mouths were constantly broken, probably cursing Roque for his incompetence, why not kill Scorpion.

Just as everyone was thinking about which direction things would go, three people suddenly walked out, looking like they were going to Roque's side.

"Ah, it's Baron Bolton and Madame Leon. ”

"What are they going to do?"

The woman named Leon looked about thirty years old, looking a little thin, but she was very good-looking, with the charm of a mature woman, and her face was covered with light makeup, which made her a little less gorgeous.

She wears a plain purple lantern dress, white mesh gloves on her hands, and almost no jewelry, except for a crystal pendant on her chest.

The old man in his sixties was even simpler, with an old countenance, a featureless appearance, and a very old gray robe, which could be seen to be a little old, and crumpled.

The boy, Burton, was a tiger-headed, with a pair of amber eyes on his honest face, short curly brown hair, who looked to be no more than thirteen years old, and wore a small warrior's uniform.

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