201. Rogue predators

"Who are you fighting again?" Esther noticed Sonia returning to the Seawolf Inn with several people, and her whole body was in a state of excitement. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info and only a battle that makes her very happy will bring this state.

Sonia stretched and threw herself onto the large large bed, laughing happily.

"You know, hahaha, I've met a real hooligan today! It's not those second-rate people and thieves or something, it's a hooligan who really draws mess things on his body! It's a living hooligan!"

"Oh, yes, are the rascals still alive?" Esther immediately realized the crux of the matter. Unless she is the overlord of the hooligans, facing Sonya, she is just a little white rabbit in front of the big tiger. And Sonya's education and edification made her a hooligan, and she would definitely be extremely relaxed and happy.

In the remote West Forest area, there is simply no room for the rogue profession to survive.

In that area where the folk customs are fierce and simple, two people usually use their fists to have a conflict with each other. And if the contradictions are intricate, they are usually made simple with an axe.

In such an environment, hooligans who can only play prestige on the common people, in the face of the weapons in the hands of the people, naturally wither and disappear from people's lives.

It is only in a large city like Colombo, which has produced a large number of burghers, because of the large number of residents who have lost their fierce folk customs, that there is room for hooligans.

For the scoundrels, Sonya, who grew up in the West Forest area, has never heard of her name. However, when parents in the West Forest educate their children, they also simplify the characteristics of the hooligans. That is, once you meet a guy with a messy tattoo on his body, then he is basically a hooligan.

And for the hooligans, after seeing them, we must help them to reform themselves and become a person who can support themselves. As for the way to rehabilitate, of course, it is the education of love.

So, after encountering Sonya, Esther has reason to care about the survival of those unfortunate hooligans.

"Oh, of course, alive. I'm very careful about how hard I control. Sonia said proudly, "After all, are we going to give them a chance to mend their ways!"

"Is that so?" said Easter, with a skeptical look on his face. He turned his gaze to the bald White and asked, "Where did those hooligans come from, and which gang do they belong to?"

"It's a minions of the Heroes Gang, and Lillian's creditor. I really didn't expect them to dare to offend Miss Sonia. But they have been punished. I don't think any of them will have the chance to be hooligans without costly alchemy. Because three-year-olds can kill them now. ”

When the rice bucket Marco shuddered and walked out of the dilapidated courtyard where he was hiding, he was presented with a terrible and terrifying picture.

He had been left by Wharton to continue to monitor the movements in the widow's house, and before he could even get out of the hiding place to meet the group leader, he saw a scene that caused him to have a nervous breakdown.

In just an instant, a large group of people with arrogant teeth and claws were finished after the blonde girl's coquettishness.

In addition to him, a dozen rotten people in his own group were lying on the ground of the alley full of garbage and sewage. All of them were still in the same formation as they were rushing forward, and the guy who ran at the front still had an excited expression on his face, as if something good was about to happen.

But his eyes were now almost protruding from their sockets, and his tongue was sticking out of his mouth, dripping like a dead snake. And the other people lying down in the alley, most of their facial expressions are strikingly similar to his, as if they are having a sweet dream, but the style of painting has suddenly changed and become a terrifying nightmare, and the whole person is shocked and unable to control his facial expressions.

Rice Bucket Marco then saw that he was his old partner "Garbage King" Wharton, and the poor man seemed to have encountered something more terrible, his whole face was wrinkled, his eyes exuded a look of horror, and his body shrunk into a ball, lying in a pool of cloudy liquid that I don't know whether it was stagnant water or urine.

It was only then that Marco realized that all his accomplices were incontinent, making the whole alley smell unusually strong.

Covering his nose, he fled to the mouth of the alley with weak hands and feet, and then he saw his team leader, Team Leader Jaka.

Jaka, who once claimed to have defeated fifteen knife men on the opposite side with a machete on the Seven Colors Street, and chased and cut three streets, and became the leader of the team on the same day, died of a bleeding mouth and nose less than five meters from the mouth of the alley. From the bloody broken nails on his left hand, it can be seen that at the last moment before he fell unconscious, he was still struggling to escape from this alley.

"Ahhh He swore to himself that from now on, he would never be a scoundrel again. Even if you go to the most inferior infrastructure group nightclub and wear women's clothes as a little brother on the stage, you have to get out of this terrifying life.

When he hid back in his kennel and wept and wiped his tears, he didn't know that the Heroes Gang had completely blown up the nest, and the whole gang had taken action, and a large number of people, led by a gang of people who were familiar with the members of Jacka's group, came to find him, the only person who did not lie down in the alley.

By the time Marco was pulled out of the kennel and taken to the Hero Gang's headquarters, a fort north of Purple Street, the senior members, including the gang leader Lucar, had been discussing for a long time around the Jacqua group who had been carried back.

On weekdays, he is majestic, as if the god of war is in the world, for fear that he will not be magnificent enough, and he always let dozens of stars surround him like the moon, and the strong, like a human bear, is slightly bent down at this time, and follows behind a young man very respectfully.

The young man has good facial features and bright eyebrows, and at a glance he knows that he has inherited extremely good genes from both parents. He had medium-long dark brown hair, but the expression on his face looked very strange at this time.

"Lucar, have we provoked anyone lately?" the young man's tone was full of confusion. He came to see Lucar today only because he was informed by his mother that Alfrin's side of the east window had happened, and the Heroes needed to temporarily stop for a while, so as not to be slapped flat by the parents of the children who were angry. And he came here just to inform Lucar, the leader of the Hero Gang, of the news. He himself planned to run away immediately, first hide in a friend out of town to avoid the limelight, and wait until the Void Fleet sails again, and then return to Colombo.

Unexpectedly, just after coming to the headquarters of the Hero Gang, he encountered such a strange thing.

Unlike Lucar and the rest of the gang members with limited knowledge, the young man only took a few glances and discovered that this group of unlucky gangsters had actually been destroyed by a powerful psychic shock, and had temporarily turned into unconscious vegetative people. Jaka, the only leader who didn't turn into a vegetative person, was the most vilified of all. After resisting a burst of spiritual shock, no one can say when he will be able to wake up.

Although he didn't know who had done the work on these little shrimps, the young man knew that psychic warlocks who could deliver this kind of psychic impact were extremely rare in all of Colombo.

Coronia itself does not have the inheritance of psychic sorcerers, and the natives have basically no probability of generating psychic abilities. The vast majority of the limited psychic warlocks in the entire Coronia are Hakka legendary powerhouses who serve in the Void Fleet.

This realization made the young man a little restless for a while. Could it be that angry parents, this is about to launch a disciplinary action?

If it hadn't occurred to him that no legendary powerhouse would use his mind to rush into such a big killing weapon with a group of weak chicken-like little rascals (he guessed correctly, but he also guessed wrong), he almost immediately fled the headquarters of the Kai Hero Gang, so as not to be blocked by the brigade carrying out the punishment operation.

The headquarters of the Heroes is located in a fort between Purple and Blue Streets. The fort was built at the end of the Dark Ages. Because it was at stake for his own life, its first owner spared no expense in building it, not only using the same building materials as the inner walls of Kolunburg, the famous natural white rock rich in magic from the white stone hills, but also attaching at least four protection spells from the foundation upwards. This allowed it to stand for thousands of years, and is still a fairly strong fortress even today.

But both the young man and the great hero Lucar knew that in the face of certain forces, these seemingly defensive fortresses were like paper paste.

So, even though the castle had been rebuilt with a lot of money by the Heroes, beads of sweat continued to pop up from the top of Lucar's head and drip down the matted gray whiskers to the ground, leaving dots of sweat on the expensive imported carpet.

Lucar, who understood the meaning of the young man's question, was a little aggrieved and wanted to cry. He knew that the Hero Gang could develop from a small gang to the largest gang in the old city in just a few years, monopolizing three main streets, although there were factors that he was good at running and could always turn waste into treasure, but it was more that the young people in front of him dealt with quite a lot of thorny problems for him. Lucar knew who the young man was, and he understood that being able to make him ask this question very seriously meant that it was definitely a terrible situation that he couldn't handle.

"No! I didn't have a grudge against anyone. That is, they didn't like each other with the guys on the other streets, and they got into two fights! They couldn't have found such a terrible guy because of such a fight! Not to mention that they had just dealt with a few little minions!"

At this moment, a middle-level cadre of the Hero Gang walked over.

"Helper, the boy who disappeared from Jaka's group has been found. The brethren brought him in. But it seems that he is not lightly frightened, and he speaks upside down. Would you like to see him?"

"Bring him here. Lucar shouted out the young man almost at the same time.