"You don't want to die! we, the Ninur mercenary group, won't let you go!" the thief with a broken metacarpal bone scowled.

The minotaur seemed to have a really bad temper, and with a hoove, he trampled off one of the thief's arm bones.

"Oh yes, this thief is a member of the Ninur mercenary group!" exclaimed a goateeed mercenary.

"Yes! I guess it's going to be lively again after a while!Hey, hey, hey!" The crowd of spectators really watched the excitement, and they didn't think it was a big deal, and they all talked loudly.

This minotaur doesn't look like an easy person, with a fierce face and a strong breath! A pair of simple leather shorts carries a thick lower body, especially the crotch that shows off the male, which looks bulging. The fur on his upper body is black and shiny, the two thick chest muscles are dormant with terrifying power, and the two horns on the top of his head are domineering and awe-inspiring.

Irus has a heartfelt affection for this minotaur, maybe it's because of the orcs, or maybe it's because he played a level 40 bullhead shaman in his previous life.

A buzzing voice rang out: "Why don't you scream! The more you call me, the more excited I become!" The minotaur raised his hooves again, crushing the thief's other arm bone, and grinding the flesh on his arm with his hooves.

"What a dog! What a worldly way this is! Even this seemingly honest bull head can say such a thing! What a superb!" Irus scolded.

At this moment, more than 20 mercenaries rushed from the corner of the street with Fuyan in tow!

"Here they are!" the goatee flickered.

"Uh-huh! Look at it! I like this scene the most! If you die for a while, remember to touch the money bag. Another black-faced warrior with his arms crossed said.

Poof! A puff of heat erupted from the Minotaur's nostrils! The bowl-sized hooves slowly moved towards the thief's face!

If he stepped on it now, the thief was destined to have his brain burst. The thief, who was already a broken wall, was really terrified to the extreme, his whole body was like chaff, and he couldn't say anything trembling.

More than twenty meters away, this group of warriors drew their weapons from their waists, and their fighting spirit was rolling, and it seemed that they would not stop until they killed this minotaur.

A bearded mercenary shouted: "Don't care who he is, chop it up and pull it back to roast and eat it! Brothers!

"Bang!"

The thieves under the minotaur's hooves no longer had to worry about losing their arms, their heads shattered and their brains bursting to the ground.

The Minotaur then smashed a chair with a punch and walked out of the hotel with half of the chair legs. The fighting spirit was drumming and rolling around him, and his momentum was climbing higher and higher! Wisps of blood appeared in his eyes, and a murderous and tyrannical momentum overflowed.

The Minotaur stepped forward to meet the group of mercenaries. Every time he stepped on the earth, it seemed to follow some strange rhythm! The heavy ox's hooves pulled out the elements of the earth, and the streets within ten meters of him seemed to be blurred, and the streets were undulating like water waves!

"War trampling, or Void Crushing?" Irus's soul was a monster, and it was an old bone that had broken a few keyboards. Therefore, Irus was looking for the overlap between the scene in front of him and the memory.

The group of running warriors were caught off guard and rushed into this strange circle in a similar field. One by one, the mercenaries were vain, dizzy, and staggered to the ground.

A warrior who was closer to the minotaur shook a few steps and was about to crash into the minotaur's arms, but the minotaur clenched half of the chair leg with both hands, turned sideways, and pumped towards the warrior's face with all his strength!

The surrounding spectators narrowed their eyes at this moment! I couldn't bear to look at it! This home run-like swing was simply too ......!

"Smack!" the chair leg shattered in response!

The warrior's head was tilted back, his shin bones were bent and shattered, and his stiff nose was pumped deep into his cheeks.

The minotaur stamped and struck, and the cross-broadsword that fell to the ground was shocked into the air, and the big hand with only three fingers was caught in the air, and it rushed into the group of fallen warriors.

When Irus saw this scene, he had a heart to make friends, if nothing else, this minotaur was too temperamental!

Irus drew the short sword of his waist sword, and with a surge of fighting energy, he rushed into the group of Ninur mercenaries.

The two of them reaped with weapons in order to end the battle in the shortest possible time. Irus's trick is very simple, step forward and wipe his neck directly. The minotaur was a little more violent, wielding his broadsword and cutting the mercenary's head in half.

The man who had shouted to chop up the minotaur didn't escape in time! Cutis circled behind him and cut his throat.

"Whoa, why are you helping me, I can do it alone!" asked the Minotaur.

"Because I'm an orc, too!" said Iros.

"Looks like I'm going to have to treat you to two glasses of ale!" the minotaur threw away his broadsword and walked towards the inn.

Irus and Cutis followed.

The mercenaries on the sidelines rushed madly when they saw the corpses on the ground as if they had seen a glittering gold coin. The weapons and armor on the ground, the money bags, the unknown pendant, and even the clothes on the corpse, some bits and pieces that seemed to be valuable, were all stripped away.

After the three were seated, the principal of the hotel walked out. "Damaged a chair, thirty silver coins! This is under the jurisdiction of Shadow Poison!

The Minotaur pulled out thirty silver coins from his leather pants and buckled them on the table. "Three glasses of ale, and the rest is your tip!"

A waiter stepped forward to collect the silver coin, and soon brought three glasses of ale.

"Come and try it! the ale here is good!" said the minotaur as he picked up the ale and poured it down.

Irus took off his mask and poured a sip of ale. My name is Irus, and I'm from the Gravel Tribe!

"Draenor Orcs!Irus!Nice name!I'm from the ancient village of Bloodhoof!My name is Quinn Bloodhoof, just call me Quinn!"

"This is my woman, she's from the Fox clan of the Heros Hills, and her name is Katis. ”

"You actually have a Fox woman, I really envy you! I don't know when I will have a Fox woman!"

Irus glanced wickedly at Quinn's bulging leather pants!, "You'd better forget it!

"Who's to say it's unbearable!Woman is a strange creature! Even if it's a dwarf, she's absolutely unbearable!" said Quinn with a very unruly laugh.

"Alright! you are rude to talk about women in front of my women!" said Iros.

"Actually, I'm still a child! I'm pure!" Quinn said.

"What a dayfucker!" said Irus.

"Well, pure boy, why are you here?"

"Oh! I think about it, by the way, I was looking for a secret place, and I got lost!

"Waiter, three more glasses of ale!" Iru beckoned to the waiter beside him. Then he took out three silver coins and put them on the table!

"Do you know Thunder Bluff?" Irus asked.

"Huh, how do you know that!" said Quinn, staring at the cow in surprise.

When Irus saw Quinn's expression, his heart was turning upside down. "Tell me about it! I'm interested!"

"That name...... One of the elders in the village had mentioned it a few times that it was once a sacred mountain for the Minotaur tribe, and that was said to have been more than 10,000 years ago!" said Quinn.

"Oh, what kind of skill was your elemental concussion?"

"That's concussion and shattering! But I haven't mastered it thoroughly, maybe my strength is not enough! Otherwise, those mercenaries will definitely turn into powder!"

"Let's talk about it in another place, do you know if there's a place where you can buy it directly?" asked Iros.

"That's a lot! There's a lot of free space in the merchants' inns!"

"After drinking this wine, you take me around, we can buy a place and treat you to a barbecue in the evening!"

"Roar! It's still orcs, those Terrans really can't be friends! I'll take you out for a walk, but I'm a bit of a road idiot, let's go that and that!"

The trio then weaved through the twisted alleyways in search of a place to stay. When the three of them passed by a courtyard, they stopped, and some warriors in the courtyard were looking out like debris.

"Brother, can you sell this compound? We're interested in buying it. Irus asked a warrior who was busy.

"Of course you can!" a warrior's voice came from the courtyard.

"We've got to rush to the grassland, where the rat skins are piled up into hills!" the warrior walked out.

"In that case, let's keep all the furniture as well! you can get the price, and we'll all buy it!"

"Forty gold coins! Furniture and the like only took you five gold coins. However, you will have to pay two gold coins a month to the Earth Protector, and these gold coins will eventually go to Shadow Poison. The warrior said.

"Deal! The three of us will live in it! If you don't want to take it away, let's stay!"

Irus took the title deed and looked at it, which read: "Vijev Block 4, Courtyard 7!"

"What does Shadow Poison want so much gold for, is it that he has to spend gold to buy things with his status?"

The courtyard is small, with only three stone houses, two half-dead fire lily trees planted in the courtyard, and a sweet well for water in the corner of the wall.

Despite its simplicity, for the poor orcs, the environment here is infinitely good! it is almost like a mansion.

A group of foot-walking merchants left, leaving behind their daily necessities. Irus burrowed into the kitchen and glanced at it, good fellows! These traders have more spices than a tribe in their daily lives. He twisted it with his fingers and sniffed it, fine salt, bay leaves, licorice, and white incense, all available.

"Quinn, come on!" a chopping axe flew out.

Quinn caught it with one hand, fended up the axe and went to the wood room, while Irus took out the ore and prepared to weld a furnace.