"What are you anxious about, our boss has gone to prepare something for you, you haven't lost a single breast hair, can't you wait to bow to our heads?" When it comes to Yunqi, the boss of the Iron Fist of Justice, their common leader, as the backbone, will never be humiliated, even if they may be beaten by them before Yunqi and them come in at any time.

Making sure that there was no ventilation left in the entire bar, Kevin smiled and nodded at the people in the audience as he thought of what Yunqi had shown his brothers.

Outside the tavern, there was a mournful cry of a night owl in the cold, Kevin walked to the door with his glass, gestured to the dark corner of the courtyard, and then knocked off the icicle hanging on the door frame, and returned to the room with the ice.

Seeing Kevin go out of the room, Sarco Jerome already sensed that something was wrong, and motioned to his cronies to bring weapons and go out with them to have a look, so as not to capsize in the gutter.

But in a matter of seconds, Kevin returned, closed the door to the bar, and Sarco Jerome pressed the uneasy premonition.

Kevin leaned against the door frame, smashed the icicles one by one, and put them in the wine glass, "Sure enough, a real man like us should face the cold, drink the coldest wine, blow the coldest wind, young master of the Jerome family, do you want to try it?"

Sarco Jerome secretly scolded in his heart, "Tubaozi, only pure grape wine from the Far East will be added with ice, it is really a broken house, and I haven't drunk any good wine at first glance." "Thinking of the feeling that when he was a child, under the leadership of his eldest brother, he secretly drank his father's treasure once in the study, and he will never forget that taste in this life.

On the other side, after Yun Qi and his party saw the code that everything was going well with Kevin Be, Yun Qi walked towards the firewood room of the bar alone, and William and more than a dozen swordsmen scattered and crouched around the door and various windows.

Winter firewood and summer horses, the living don't care. This is a common saying passed down from mouth to mouth among the miscellaneous servants of the Western continent.

The woodhouse in the winter and the stables in the summer are 24 hours a day from morning to night, and the handymen who work here have little time to rest, and the business places such as the commercial area are fine.

If the nobleman's house is in the house of the nobleman, if the firewood that supplies the whole castle in the winter is lacking, and if the stable that takes care of the war horses in the summer is not clean, the pain of flesh and skin will be the greatest gift that the nobleman gives to the servants.

Yunqi took out a thick wooden stick between the firewood bushes at the door, and then took off the animal skin coat on his body, and wrapped it tightly on it, the stove that supplied the entire tavern in the firewood room was burning vigorously, and the handymen who added firewood from time to time in the firewood room couldn't stand the stuffiness, so they opened a gap in the door of the firewood room early to ventilate and dissipate heat, which just facilitated Yunqi's action.

Gently pushed the door open, and without making a sound, he touched behind the handyman who was staring at the stove in a daze, and with a dull bang, the handyman's eyes went dark and fell in response.

Yun Qi stepped forward and pushed him, but there was no movement, although he knew that under such a black stick, no one would be able to carry it, but he still rolled his eyelids and touched his neck uneasily.

"Miscellaneous people of the Knights of the Round Table, try the good things that Uncle Yunqi has prepared for you. He took out the crystal glass bottle from his bosom, and the gray-black potion swayed uneasily in the bottle with the shaking of the clouds, as if he couldn't wait to show his presence.

Picking up the firewood, he added a handful, and then threw the glass bottle into the wall of the stove, and as soon as the bottle was broken, the gray-black potion instantly turned into colorless and odorless steam with the steaming of the heat, and spread along the pipe to the large and small rooms of the bar.

Yunqi dragged the knocked out handyman under his feet and rushed out of the firewood room, and by the way, the door of the firewood room was also tightly closed.

After all, this is a powerful stun potion that is said to be effective against a terrifying creature like a dragon, and he doesn't want to try it at all.

Walking near the stable, he threw the unlucky egg in his hand into the hay pile of the stable, thinking that there were more than a dozen war horses around, and he would not freeze to death in this winter night, besides, he Uncle Yunqi did not put too heavy hands.

Kevin leaned against the door and watched the Knights of the Round Table circling the sword and the dancers of the Rose Bar, and couldn't help but sigh, he, Mr. Kevin, the heir of the Baron family, although he was the only one left in the family, but he was still a nobleman after all, didn't he, and he really wanted to have a soul contact with these people of the opposite sex.

Drinking slowly, the cold drink in the glass made Kevin exceptionally sober, and when the Knights of the Round Table fell the first man, Kevin opened the door and fled.

At this time, the people of the Knights of the Round Table were still teasing, "Toby, you are really too weak, and after only a few drinks, you collapsed." ”

But when the people standing at the entrance of the stove passage fell one by one, Sarco Jerome finally noticed that something was wrong, and shouted: "Damn Yunqi, lowly brute, son of a untouchable family, playing tricks with me again, what are you still doing in a daze, don't go out quickly, prepare to meet the enemy, the bastards of the Iron Fist of Justice are coming." ”

With Sarco Jerome's shouts, the people in the house fell one by one, and the people at the door kicked the door open with one kick, trying to leave this dangerous space and compete with the rest of the Iron Fist of Justice outside the door.

But William, who has been waiting for a long time, and a group of good players, how could they let them get their wish.

Not to mention the stun potion inhaled in the house, not to mention the drinks they drank all night long, just talking about strength, William and a group of good players are all well-known elite cadets of the Army Academy, how can they be the opponents of William and others.

The Knights of the Round Table naturally have masters, but of course the masters have their own treatment, and all the masters sit in the center of the room with Sarco Jerome, enjoying the praise of all the members, as well as the 'care' of the warm air above their heads and feet, and now they have long since fallen to the ground in the same way as those who fainted before.

Suddenly attacked, and the situation was lost in an instant, this is just a group of students who are doing evil in a university town by force, how can they not panic.

The people who can still act themselves are the group of people who are not as skilled as others in the Knights of the Round Table, and now in a hurry, how can they cause trouble to William and the others who have been recuperating for a long time, let alone the tacit understanding that a group of them have cultivated in the past three years.

More than a dozen people stood in two rows, the front row was used to parry, and the back row was used to attack, and the people in the room couldn't even take a step.

As for the bar owner?

As early as when the first person fell, he touched the mechanism under the bar and hid somewhere.