"I was stabbed!"

Char's vague consciousness gradually returned, and he soon remembered what had happened before. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's over, let me think about how much medical expenses can be offset by medical insurance when I go to the hospital now, is there seventy or eighty percent?" But Char soon gave up this idea, because even if he reimbursed ninety percent, it was useless, he couldn't afford to pay that ten percent, he was robbed, and that was his first salary after work.

And because the gangsters looked very flustered and unprofessional, so they were reluctant to pay their salaries, Char gave birth to an illusion -- I can grab the knife and kill back! As a result, the three major illusions in life are obvious, and Char feels that the principle of being able to use his brain and never use his hands in the future is more firm.

"Brother, are you okay, don't scare Yaya. A crying little girl's voice came.

"Brother, is it because of the lack of oxygen in the brain, but it seems that the brain is really a little messy. ”

Char remembers that she has always been an orphan, growing up in a welfare home when she was a child, and after enjoying the country's nine-year compulsory education, she has been in the middle of society.

"Hey, isn't it too heavy, the young master just said that he wants to live. ”

"It's okay, I'm measured, who called this kid dishonest, besides, this guy is the son of the devil, it's better to be careful. ”

"Too!" Hearing the word Son of the Devil, there was some disgust in both of their tones.

"What the hell? I wasn't robbed, but provoked some powerful kid. Char, who was in a daze, felt a beat in his heart when he heard this.

Well, although in order to survive and earn a little money in the past few years, Char has had to involve some gray areas. But even if you offend people, they are at most one or two unruly gangsters, and they are all cleaned up.

As for what kind of powerful people, Lao Tzu finally cleared himself and relied on his cleverness to get into a well-known local company to work, so the ghost would provoke them, is Lao Tzu's IQ so low?

"No, what's going on with this extra memory. As her mind became clearer and clearer, Char suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something in her mind that she didn't have before.

It was a series of huge memories, and at this time, it was like dumping garbage into his own memories, and even in addition to these memories, something else invaded deeper, invading the mysterious soul, and at this moment, Char even had a doubt that he was not his own.

The severe pain in his body resonated with the throbbing of his soul, and at that moment Char opened his eyes, and then he felt a warm current in his chest with severe pain, and Char's face turned red, and he spit out a mouthful of blood stuck in his chest.

At this time, a little girl with blond hair appeared in front of Char, she was about ten years old, wearing white-washed linen clothes, her melon seed face was fair and delicate, and there was a swaying hair on her head, which looked very cute, but her eyes were red and swollen at this time.

Yaya ・・・・・・. I don't know what's going on, Char subconsciously called out the name when he saw the little girl, and he inexplicably had information about the little girl in his memory.

"Brother, you're finally awake. Seeing Char call her name, the little girl cried even harder.

"Little girl, get out of the way. And at this moment, a big man came over and pushed the little girl away, and reached out to grab Char's collar.

And just as this hand reached Char's face, it suddenly stopped, because the other hand grabbed it. That hand is equally thick, with fluent muscular lines and healthy bronzed skin.

Char looked down his arm, it was a middle-aged man, he was wearing a sleeveless sackcloth. He has a sparse beard on his face, and his hair is messy, and he looks a little sloppy. Only the eyes seem a little deep, but they seem to be a little dim, as if there is some sadness lurking.

"Uncle Linna, they are bad people, if you want to take your brother away, you must help Yaya. The little girl cried to the middle-aged man with a red voice.

"Ahem!" The middle-aged man coughed twice and touched the little girl's head comfortingly, Char noticed that his face seemed to be a little more pale, and the middle-aged man's physical condition did not seem to be very good.

But that doesn't mean you can be easily provoked.

"You let me go. The big man struggled, but found that he could not break free from the sick man's hands.

"Give me death. With a flash of fierceness in his eyes, the big man drew the long sword at his waist and was about to slash at Linna.

"Kaza! With a crisp sound and a scream, his hand had been broken by Linna.

And the other two companions standing in front of Dahan retreated even more fearfully at this time.

"It's you again. An angry voice came, a young man in fine clothes, about twenty years old, with a somewhat mean face showing anxiety and anger.

However, Lynna ignored the young man, as if ignoring a bug, and instead crouched down in front of Char and put his hand on Char's chest.

Char suddenly felt a special force pouring in, and Char, who was in pain and could barely breathe, felt this warm power swimming in his body, and suddenly felt that his breathing was much easier.

Fighting spirit, this word suddenly appeared in Char's mind.

With some strength, Char subconsciously stretched out his hand to his abdomen, and the wound that he expected to be stabbed by the knife did not appear, of course, his current state was not good, Char felt that he had broken at least several ribs.

"It's a mere pariah, you dare to ignore me, you ・・・・・. ”

Linna's eyes glanced slightly, and for a moment the young man seemed to be pinched by the throat, and the gray and deep eyes made him take a few steps back unconsciously, but when he noticed a few people behind him, this uneasiness quickly disappeared.

"Guys, get me, kill this ironworker, and bring that black-haired guy here. The young man said to the men behind him.

"Remember, the black-haired one tries to live. The young man paused, then added.

"Don't worry, Young Master Jinman, we will naturally do something after receiving fifty gold coins from you. A man with a large knife and a scar on his face said, and there was a smell of blood from him and several other men, who were mercenaries recruited by the young man from the adventurer's union.

"Although that guy was just a waste second-order warrior, but Your Excellency was able to subdue it with one hand, I have been in Yorktown for a while, and I didn't even realize that Mr. Linna from the blacksmith shop is still an excellent warrior. Scar Man stared at Lynna with interest, the back of the knife moving over his shoulder.

Lynna glanced back at the scar man again, his face still hadn't changed much, and his eyes were still the same as when he looked at the young man just now.

The scar man's face turned slightly cold. "Take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, Mr. Linna, offended. ”

As soon as Scar Man's words fell, he rushed towards Linna, and with him were a few companions around him, as a mercenary of the old fritters, he would not take the enemy lightly.

They are a team of mercenaries who cooperate tacitly, and as a fifth-order warrior themselves, coupled with the cooperation of their teammates, even a sixth-order warrior is not necessarily their opponent.

Scar Man clenched his broadsword and rushed to the front, because of his strength, he was confident that he could kill the low-key blacksmith in front of him.

"Smack!" However, the next moment the scar man flew out, and Char, who was still a little confused, only saw that Linner seemed to be slightly sideways, and then stretched out his hand.

The scar man seemed to take the initiative to put his face up, and was slapped out by Linna, his teeth fell out, the corners of his mouth flowed blood, and he slid more than ten meters and loaded it on the young man.

"Hiss~" The teammates who were originally cooperating with the scar man's attack at the scene seemed to be frozen at this time, and they all gasped, looking at Linna's eyes with some horror.

"Ahem!" Lynna coughed a few more times at this time, as if the slap that had just slapped the scarred man away had nothing to do with him.

"Atonement for the sins. Although the mercenary who licked the blood from the knife was fierce, the ones who could survive were not fools, and they slapped their captain away, obviously the man in front of him who looked sick was a hidden powerhouse at all.

After Linna apologized, several mercenaries immediately pulled their captain and walked away, leaving only the aristocratic young man lying in terror on the spot, plus a few other men who were at a loss and the guy who was screaming on the ground with a broken arm, these seemed to be the servants of the noble young man.

And although the delicate and noble aristocratic young man was only hit by the scar man, he couldn't stand up in pain.

As for the aristocratic young man with a frightened face, Lynna didn't even look at it this time, and turned around and walked towards the blacksmith shop next to him.

Seeing that Lynna did not embarrass himself, the nobleman breathed a sigh of relief, but soon he seemed to think of something again, and his face suddenly turned red with shame and anger.

"It's not going to end here. The aristocratic youth plucked up the courage to shout.

"Yorktown is a fief belonging to our family, I am the inheritor of the lord's fief, if you hurt me, the lord's knights and guards will not let you go, and this ominous pariah, can you still protect him next time?"

However, Lynna did not respond in the slightest, and walked into his dilapidated blacksmith shop without looking back.

But at this moment, the voice of a girl who seemed to be slow and deliberately pretended to be old-fashioned came.

"Ah, it's really a bad scenery, following the young lady out to encounter this kind of thing, it's like a bloody story told by a poet, this noble young master, can't you use a novel means to threaten people?"

Char turned her head and saw a delicate carriage slowly approaching on the side of the road, driven by a two-ponytailed girl dressed in a black maid outfit.