"Moreover, how did a little girl who lives in a civilian area get the demonization equipment, she can be tortured when the time comes, hehehe. The leader of the big man then laughed lewdly.

was so pampered by the big man, and the remaining three guys with weak willpower were quickly dragged into the water, after all, they are not good things in nature.

"Big brother, don't forget about us, we did it with you. ”

"It's just an ordinary girl, her hands and feet are clean, and even the city guards can't find any traces of us. ”

"Big brother finished enjoying that woman, I'll be the second to come, last time outside Evra, it was Denis, you guy was too anxious, so that our newly captured 'little white sheep' was played to death by you. ”

A few unscrupulous people, under the leadership of the eldest brother, quickly forgot about cowardice and possible consequences, this is not the first time they have done this kind of thing, with good skills and strength, they have plagued many passing merchants outside the city of Evra.

The only difference this time is that the place of crime is in Evra City, and the city lord's guard is not a dry meal, they only hope that it will not be so unlucky, and the guards will patrol here tonight.

The wealth is enough to move people's hearts, not to mention that when I followed that girl, I found that this girl was not bad, and it made these guys with brains under impulse, without scruples.

"Denis, you stay outside later, Carpen and Dunbar and I will go in and get Nanazi, remember that there is a patrol guard coming, call us in time!" the big man instructed his three younger brothers.

Hearing the boss's order, the remaining two younger brothers looked happy, only the short and stout man named Denis looked depressed, he knew that the reason why the boss was so distributed was that he killed a merchant's daughter last time, otherwise even if he played badly, he would be able to get a good ransom.

On the surface, they are good adventurers, but in fact, they are secretly doing the work of bandits and robbers.

In fact, in the circle of adventurers in Evra City, many people know that the four brutes of Silver Wolf's Fang, who are willing to do anything for money, have not been caught for such a long time, in addition to their good strength, they also have a style of crime that knows how to advance and retreat, and knows the facts.

"I hope that old fellow Dragge didn't lie to me, if I let Lao Tzu take this risk in vain, the next time I escort him to the Gur Forest, I will abolish him!" said the leader of the man.

Whether Dragge lied to him or not, I don't know yet, the main reason why he said this was that he was blindfolded by Dragci's wealth, and he was able to take out fifty gold coins to ask them to do something with the silver wolf's fangs, and the old guy seemed to have a very rich family.

It is said that summoners are very rich, if it weren't for the ordinary summoners and their four brothers who can't afford to mess with them, otherwise this group of outlaws would have started a long time ago.

Drach has the strength of an entry-level summoning apprentice, and he may not be able to do it with a low-level squire, if two people go up first to fight some of the old guy's magic, then with his low-level squire, he may be able to do it.

When the time comes, who will go first? The leader of the big man glanced at the three younger brothers next to him.

Inside the wooden house, Memira tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and always felt that something bad was about to happen.

From a very young age, Memila discovered that she had an extraordinary premonition, which was unpredictable and only appeared a moment before something big happened.

The last time I had such a bad feeling was when Memila's mother died.

The faint warmth of the dagger in her arms calmed Memila's irritable heart, and through this dagger, Memira remembered the guest in the daytime today.

The short gray hair, like the hard edges and corners cut by the blade, what made Memila feel strange the most was the eyes that did not dare to make people look at them directly.

Memira looked at those eyes for two seconds, and then she was dizzy and couldn't stand it, she knew that her sisters were not as good as herself, let alone looking at Locke's eyes, even in the direction where Locke was sitting, and she didn't dare to look at it rashly.

"What kind of man is that......" Memira sighed inwardly.

Locke is very mysterious, in addition to his own extraordinary performance, there is also the generosity of his shots and the boldness of drinking.

Memila didn't like her alcoholic father, but when it came to drinking, Locke drank four or five times as much during the day as his father, but this man just made him not able to be malicious.

The dagger in her arms was getting closer and closer, perhaps because she was grateful, after all, Locke had brought her so much benefit today, which would make her and her father have a better time in the future.

"Memila, aren't you asleep?" Daddy's rude snoring came next door to the bed.

Memila's family is very poor, and the house is very small, and this house was not earned by his father, but by his ancestors, and it should be the product of Memila's great-grandfather.

There is only one bedroom and one kitchen in the house, and the family has slept together since she was eight years old, and she has added a layer of linen in the middle of the bed to separate her from the eight-year-old family, and her father sleeps near the window, and it is Memira who sleeps in it.

Without answering her father's words, Memira didn't want to say anything more to this disappointed father, she still needed to fall asleep early, and she still had work to do tomorrow.

Memira did not answer her father's words, but the father still said to himself with the strength of the wine, "What a bitter thing it is for you, my child"

"Dad, I'm useless, I can't make money, and I can't make you a good life. ”

"If only your mother Martha were still alive, she would have persuaded me. ”

"Hmm...... My dear Martha, why did you leave me so early, don't ......"

As she spoke, Memila's father began to sob, and his habit of drinking began in the year that Memila's mother, Martha, died.

The room was filled with the smell of alcohol, and Memila's father, Laren, was like a drunken child, lying on the head of the bed and crying, saying that the boy did not flick his tears when he was in tears, but he did not reach the sad place.

Memila's father is a scumbag in other ways, but when it comes to treating his wife, he truly loves his wife.

On the other side of the linen curtain, Memila was also a little uncomfortable, every time her father drank wine, she would always cry in the middle of the night, at first she would cry with her father, sad together, but after such a long time, Memila had dried up her tears.

And her father's repeated teachings and always alcoholism also made Memila extremely disappointed in her father.

Memila thought about how happy it was when her mother died when she was six years old, and how happy it was to live together as a family.

"Mother......" A tear fell from the corner of Meimila's eye, and the tear slid down the pale red hilt of the knife, and was evaporated by a faint light, leaving only a faint wisp of invisible white smoke.