Tarrant glared at the old man in shock, this is the most terrible news he has heard in a day, a handsome young man? who could it be, he quickly formed Catherina's social network, Lynn? two people who are on the same page, impossible, Simon? failed pharmacist, impossible, there are few young people in the research institute, could it be a former aristocratic friend? I didn't hear that they still have a relationship, Tarrant scratched his hair, "Which young man?"

"Hahaha", the old man had never smiled so proudly, "a handsome young man dressed stylishly. ”

They had just met, no reason, Tarrant couldn't find a suspicious target, she didn't say anything else when she separated from Catherina, Tarrant suddenly noticed the cunning in the old man's eyes, lying, he should have thought that he was almost fooled by the old man, Tarrant turned and left, "Okay, goodbye", Catrina went somewhere else, maybe already waiting for him at home.

The old man looked very bored for a moment, chased two steps and asked, "Don't you want to know who that is?"

"Who cares", Tarrant stepped into the carriage, "go now...... Where are we going?"

Kira Veton glanced at the old man, "Paladin bullied by the janitor." ”

"He's a nice guy, he just likes to joke", Tarrant stared at the priest's hand, which rested calmly on his knee, an inexplicable fear that the priest would suddenly rush out of the car and beat the old man.

"The docks, the pirate tavern," Kira Veton said lightly.

"The docks?" the coachman confirmed, looking back, "My lord, are you going to the docks?"

"Yes, docks", the docks at night scared Anfen's people, assassinations and robberies, and Tarrant understood the coachman's concerns, "It's going to be fine." ”

"Okay", the carriage sped up quickly, from the small road of the business district into the docklands, greeted by some wary eyes on both sides, the carriage business in the docklands was in the hands of the gangs, and the transactions allowed by the non-gangs were tantamount to provocation, and the coachman looked very uneasy, whipping from time to time.

The car quickly stopped at the door of the pirate tavern, and Tarrant got out of the car first, reaching out to pick up the lady, he suddenly thought that it was Kira Viton, and immediately retracted his hand, "Would you like to eat first?"

Kira Veton jumped out of the car, "Dragon wine." ”

"Alcohol and sex, it's wonderful", Tarrant sneered, and before he could take out the gold coin, the coachman pulled back the front of the car, leaving a sentence "No need adults, I'll go first", and then it disappeared like crazy at the corner of the street, and in a few moments someone would come to the coachman's trouble.

"See that room?" said Kira Veton, a building in front of the tavern's main entrance.

The target of the so-called hut was actually a three-story building, about the size of the falcon's stronghold in the slums, and the rooms on the second floor were dimly lit so that there were no human figures in sight.

"He's at home, it's fine", Kiraweton walked into the tavern.

Tarrant followed, and the eyes of the sailors with red faces instantly focused on the woman's chest, "I like this girl", a sailor with a shark tattoo on his arm shouted.

"Come on!" said the drunk man beside him.

The tattooed sailor staggered up from his seat and walked towards Kira Veton with a large bottle of dragon wine, "Chick, is there any arrangement for the evening?"

Kira Veton looked at the sailor, her right hand slowly reaching out to his chest, stroking a large tudge of black hair emerging from the collar of the sailor's suit, "It's sexy, it's strong, I like it", her eyes seemed to be misty, her lips glistening under the kerosene lamp.

"Oh, that's wonderful, baby," the sailor took a sip from his head and opened his hand to Kirawyton, "Come on!"

Kira Witton dodged a step, "It's a pity that drunken dogs aren't usually the right size. ”

"Wow!" the drunks seemed to hear the most beautiful love words, "Don't let her go!"

"Hahaha, don't worry about the size", the sailor's saliva mixed with wine ran down his clothes, "you're going to scream all night, I promise, come on", he pounced on the priest again.

Like a dog, a fool with no mind and no teeth, Tarrant crossed the priest and sat at the table in the corner, he didn't need to attend this meeting, Kira Veton would not have a problem, he snapped his fingers at the sommelier, "Ronteny." ”

Now the sailors in the tavern were divided into three main groups, and eleven of them were the same as the tattooed sailor's uniform, all of them were strong, and two of them had daggers buckled around their waists, and you have to pay attention to these two.

The sailor pounced again, he turned sluggishly, "Baby, let me see what's hidden in your clothes, haha", he threw away the bottle and spread his hands, and the sailor on the other side suddenly appeared and grabbed Kira Vidon's arm, "I caught her!"

The tattoo hugged the priest tightly, "Ahh

The wine glass was placed in front of Tarrant, and he calculated the position, and the two sitting two on the left solved it, one second, the sound of falling to the ground would make the three on the right look over, they were about the same height, and hit them with the wooden stick next to them, and solve them before they stood up, and in two seconds, the two daggers on the bar would rush over, trip them with a chair and stun them with sticks, three seconds, and then hit the back of the head of the sailor holding the priest, one second, and the remaining few would take three to five seconds to settle out.

Surrounded by the two of them, Kira Veton quietly turned his head to the wine master and said, "Three cups of fire dragon." ”

"It's so good, haha", the tattoo kissed Kira Vidon's red lips, "Ah!!" He suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, his hands clutched around his crotch, and the pain of being shattered was written on his face.

"Damn!" the sailor behind him grabbed the priest's hands, "You're done slut!"

Kira Veton reversed his ten fingers and buckled the sailor, jumped up from the floor with a light jump, the cloak fell on the sailor's back, the leather boots stepped on the sailor's lumbar spine, and the sailor knelt on the ground with his back to the priest, his arms twisted on the sides of his shoulders and swayed weakly, dislocated.

"Kill her!" the others stood, two daggers drawing their belts.

Tarrant put down his glass, troublesome woman.

"It's a dolphin rider," the sommelier behind the bar reminded the sailors.

Those eyes turned to Tarrant, the stone statue armor.

"What to do?"

"Let's beat it up!" the sailor closest to Tarrant was the first to strike.

There was a sound of falling to the ground.

"Oh my God!" the sommelier complained, "they didn't even pay the bill!"

"Haha, speed and power, I love the feeling", Kira Veton grinned and placed two glasses of dragon wine in front of Tarrant, and the other was already poured into her stomach, "One glass?"

Tarrant lifted Ronteney in his hand.

"That's the children's drink," Kirawiton sat beside Tarrant, placing his right hand lightly on Tarrant's legarm, "and when the mage confesses, we can get to know each other more deeply and prove to me that you are a man." ”

"Excuse me," Tarrant removed from his seat.

"Why are you so afraid of me", the priest's chair followed.

Tarrant got up suddenly, "If you drink any more, you'll have a problem walking, it's time to go." ”

"Oh, are you in such a hurry," Kira Veton gulped down the fire dragon and gave an obscure sneer.

The wooden door creaked, and a red-robed mage and a dwarf, who groaned at the tavern's broken wooden floor with every step they took, swept over the drunks on the ground, and their last gaze rested on Kiraviton.

"Kitten, have you had enough", the red-robed mage sat on the other side of the table.