Seven people came down from the boat, led by a strong man in a red turban, about thirty years old, with a deep scar on his face. There are many potholes in the vicinity of the scar that can still be shocking even when viewed from a distance.

Iron Slag stood on the edge of the boat and looked down, followed by two fully mechanical transformers, a middle-aged man in a black suit with round-rimmed eyes, and three strong men with solid muscles. He recognized these three strong men, the same people he had taught him a lesson last night. One of them had a blue face and swollen nose, and was supported by the other two, one on the left and one on the right, and could not even walk. The one who was broken by him didn't come, and he is probably still lying on the bed and unable to move.

If last night's incident had happened in Iron Mountain, Iron Slag would have killed them all. But this is Iceland, and he is not familiar with the place, and he has no protection from the sheriff, and he has no concept of territory, as long as it can achieve the effect of deterrence.

As a result, he didn't make a ruthless move for a while, and the other party came to the door again. Iron Slag squinted at the two reformers, thinking in his heart, if he didn't do anything, he would just kill them all before leaving! Anyway, these people, he doesn't like to look at.

However, these two reformers are not easy to deal with. Through the subtle sound of gear turning, the iron slag can tell that although the parts on their bodies are a little old, they are all well maintained, and at least the lubricating oil has been changed regularly.

According to Alice's standard number jù analysis, the strength of these two transformers should be between the first and highest levels of black iron. If it is a high-level, it is estimated that it will be a little difficult for the iron slag to deal with the two of them at the same time. In addition, the strong man with the red turban, who seems to be the leader of this group, should have strength, but now he can't let Alice scan, and he can't accurately assess the strength of the other party.

At this time, Feng Yun shouted downward, "What's the matter? I've never heard of such a tradition in Iceland! ”

Among the people below, the man in the black suit walked to the front, held his glasses, and said loudly: "This captain, I am a clerk of the Icelandic parliament, and here is an IOU, which is proof that the girl's mother borrowed money from this gentleman." ”

"How much?" Iron Slag asked.

The clerk looked at the information in his hand and looked up, "15 gold coins." ”

At this moment, the iron bell, who had been resting in the cabin, heard the movement and immediately rushed to the deck and shouted: "They lie! Mom only borrowed 15 gold coins! ”

"When I borrowed it, it was indeed 15 gold coins, but there was still an agreed interest in it." The clerk raised the paper in his hand, "It's written in black and white here, you can come down and take a look." ”

"How long have you borrowed it?" Feng Yun turned his head and asked Tie Ling.

"I borrowed it a year and a half ago, when my mother was sick...... Tie Ling lowered his head and muttered to himself.

Feng Yun turned his head and shouted down with a frown: "The interest for a year and a half is thirteen times the principal!" Isn't it too high! You are a deceitful man! ”

As soon as the man in the black suit wanted to answer, the strong man with the red turban stepped forward impatiently and shouted at Feng Yun: "It is natural to repay debts!" This is the condition for borrowing money in the first place! If you don't have any money, the girl stays to pay her mother's debts, that's the Icelandic rule! ”

Feng Yungang thought about something, and Tie Slag patted him on the shoulder, "I'll go down and take a look." Seeing this, Feng Yun also wanted to follow, but Tie Slag refused, "I took the name of Tie Ling, let me deal with it." After that, Iron Slag got off the boat, came to the crowd, and stretched out his hand, "Show me the IOU." ”

The clerk handed over the information. Iron Slag looked at it carefully for a while, this is a copy of the IOU, which indicates the amount and specific terms of the loan.

Iron Slag looked at Wen Jiàn and groaned, "Hmm...... There is indeed such a thing......" Then, he raised his head to look at Feng Yun and shouted: "15 gold, give it to me first!" ”

"This ......" Feng Yun hesitated.

"Give it to me!" Iron Slag shouted in a deep voice, his tone unquestionable. Feng Yun sighed, untied the money bag, counted 15 gold, and then put it in the money bag and threw it away.

Iron slag jumped up, scooped up the money bag in the air, and threw it at the strong man with the red turban.

Looking at the flying money bag, the strong man in red reached out and grabbed the money bag firmly. Then throw it to the side and let the clerk count the number. After a while, the clerk finished clearing and confirmed the number with him.

"Is there anything else?" Iron Slag asked.

"You injured two of my subordinates, should you pay for the medical expenses?" The strong man in the red turban asked.

"How much?" Iron Slag asked dryly. The strong man in the red turban did not answer, but spread five fingers. Iron Slag frowned, "Clear, as much as you want!" ”

"One crippled, one seriously injured, at least 500 gold!" The red turban strong man and lion opened his mouth to put forward the conditions.

"Give you 100 gold, just one sentence, if not, forget it." Iron slag road.

"No! We don't have this rule in the Sea Serpent Gang, you discount other people's hands, and others have to rely on their brothers for the rest of their lives, how can 100 gold be enough. The strong man in the red turban turned his head and asked the three strong men behind him, "Are you?" ”

"Yes!" "A must!" "He crippled everyone!" The three strong men chimed in.

"You see, the brothers are like that." The red turban stretched out his hands in front of the iron slag, looking helpless.

"I don't have that much money." Iron Slag sighed and said.

At this time, the clerk on the side stepped forward and whispered a few words to the strong man with the red turban. The strong man in the red turban hesitated for a moment, and then said to the iron slag, "In this way, for the sake of the Icelandic meeting, you give 00 gold, and this matter is over." ”

Iron Slag turned his head to look at Feng Yun. Seeing this, the latter slapped himself hard, and although his flesh was about to collapse, he still threw the money down.

The strong man with the red turban took the money, weighed it, and then patted the shoulder of the iron slag, smiling without smiling, "Young man, this is a lesson, don't be too impulsive in the future......" Instead, his face suddenly changed, baring his teeth fiercely, "This is Iceland, not your home!" It's not your turn to go wild here! ”

Iron Slag looked at the strong man with the red turban without saying a word, as if he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

"Let's go!" The strong man in the red turban snorted coldly and turned to leave. But the moment he turned around, the man who seemed to have given up resistance made a move without warning!

I saw the iron slag take a step forward, and at the same time hold the handle behind the back, and it was a knife in the head! This knife castration is extremely ferocious, and it is a sudden attack in the case of complete laxity, almost unstoppable.

"Whew!" A crack! The strong man with the red turban was split in two from shoulder to waist! In an instant, blood rose into the sky like a fountain!

When everyone was shocked, Iron Slag pulled out his shotgun without pause, and shot at the reformer on his side!

"Boom!" With a loud bang, countless lead bullets slammed into the transformer's body at close range, sending sparks all over his body and flying upside down. The other reformer reacted and punched the iron slag suddenly!

Due to the distance, the iron slag couldn't dodge, was hit in the shoulder by a punch, and flew out sideways.

With a muffled "bang", he seemed to hit something in the back......

After falling to the ground, he quickly got up and looked back. I saw the man in the black suit lying on the ground foaming at the mouth, and made a cushion for him.

Iron Slag just wanted to grin, and the reformer rushed over, and there was a punch in the face!

A fist of steel, with a strong wind, slammed into his head. At the last moment, the iron slag head was crooked, and it was able to avoid the fist of the reformer. But the other party's mechanical arm scraped past his temples and scratched his skin. In an instant, blood spurted out!

At the same time, the transformer's fist missed, and his body involuntarily crashed forward! Taking advantage of this gap, Iron Slag lifted his shoulders. Release the shotgun and machete, hold the arm of the transformed person with all your might, twist your waist sideways, and shake it hard! An over-the-shoulder fall throws the heavy reformer out!

With a "clang", the body of the transformed person smashed heavily on the side of the Beidou, knocking the steel plate into it! Then, the transformer slid down the steel plate on the side of the ship, and fell into the water with a "plop". His fully mechanical body was so heavy that he could no longer float.

It was only then that the remaining reformer got up. His chest was charred black, and one of his mechanical eyes had been shattered by lead bullets, but he was not mortally injured. Seeing that the leader was killed and his companion fell into the water, he roared and rushed towards the iron slag without hesitation.

Transforming people only has a brain and spine, no pain, and does not have seven emotions and six desires like ordinary people. What sustains them is often affection, or the desire to fight. And they have already died once, and they have a relatively light view of life and death. As a result, most transhumans, will not run away in battle.

Iron Slag watched motionlessly as the transformer rushed over, waiting until the other party rushed a few meters in front of him. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he pulled out a large revolver and blasted it over!

"Boom!" Large-caliber bursting bullets erupt from the muzzle of the gun and explode on the side of the transformer's face! At that moment, countless thin parts flew away to the rear.

The Transformer staggered back, and when he looked up again, only half of his hideous face remained.

Iron Slag held a gun in both hands, aiming at the head of the transformer and slowly approaching. With this shot, he wanted to completely blow the opponent's head.

He approached step by step, and was about to pull the trigger, but suddenly, instinctively sensing some kind of danger coming, rolled sideways without warning.

Immediately after, a white light hit the surface of the sea, instantly slashing through the side of the iron slag! The powerful air pressure swept through the qiē, and as soon as the iron slag got up, it was blown out by the overwhelming air waves, and rolled continuously on the ground......

"Raging Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

As soon as the white light passed, the sea water rose into the sky! At this moment, the surface of the sea was cut into two pieces as if by a sharp sword from the sky.

After the storm, Iron Slag looked at the position just now. A deep straight mark appeared in the ground, stretching out to sea. This qiē happened so suddenly, and before he could react to what was happening, an emotionless voice sounded behind him.

"Travelers from afar, please stop killing senselessly."

Iron Slag looked back in shock. I don't know when, there was an old man behind him.

The old man was dressed in a white robe, with white hair, and his eyes were staring at the iron slag intently. He held a long sword in his hand, and the blade of the long sword was emitting a milky white shimmer, revealing a cold chill.

"I am the guardian of Iceland, Robin Silo." The old man said slowly.