Sixty-one, poor ghost VS untouchable

Let's shift our perspective to the others and observe the full range of Charlie Smith's fall to the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

First of all, the imp in front of him was stunned in the face of the sudden disaster, as if he was so scared that he couldn't even move.

Even the proud secret technique didn't have time to use, the little ghost instinctively shrunk into a ball, squatted with his head in his hands, and subconsciously called out the name of the most reliable person.

If it goes on like this, eighty percent of the imps in the way will be knocked away by the galloping horses and become stars in the sky.

But things didn't unfold like this, and it wasn't the imps who flew into the sky, but Mr. Charlie on horseback.

The sword qi stubbornly blocked the galloping horse, and the nature of that sword qi was different from the past, it was not a horizontal slash as thin as a cicada's wings, but a blow as heavy as a hammer.

Playing with the fighting spirit like an arm and finger, that is the realm that the strongest paladins of the warrior department can reach, and now Leon alone certainly can't do this level, but with the help of the characteristics of the holy sword Lan Gurissa, Leon has done what only the most high-end warriors can do at this moment.

It was as heavy a blow as Balzac slammed his axe against the gates.

Not even stone gates, let alone flesh and blood creatures.

The part of Charlie Smith's mount below the belly had become a mess, and it was no longer life, but a blurry pile of flesh.

It was also thanks to Leon that he didn't want to hurt anyone, so he aimed slightly lower, otherwise even the knight on the horse would become the same thing.

The gallop came to an abrupt halt, and by inertia, the knight on the horse was thrown out of the horse, and then with a pop, he plunged headlong into the muddy water.

There was pain all over his body, especially his face, which had become bloody due to the friction with the ground, and the dirty muddy water all over his body, with brown water dripping from his hair and his face, made Charlie Smith, who had always paid attention to appearance, look extremely embarrassed.

Covering his face, he raised his head viciously, stood up from the pool, and glared with murderous eyes at the culprit who had caused him to suffer so much.

But he was still sensible, because he remembered what his father had said to him.

[You must see the opponent's hole cards clearly, find out the opponent's bottom details, and then decide whether to make a move! Before you start to cause trouble, give me a good idea of this sentence!]

He began to look at the other man.

The stunned and inconspicuous, dirty bear child is the first to be eliminated, and this kind of imp doesn't have to care at all.

Then Charlie turned his gaze to the bastard who was attacking.

The other party was dressed in simple clothes, and his hair was completely unkempt, and it was messily draped, like a typical down-and-out knight.

Although the other party seemed to have an awe-inspiring feeling, like a sharp sword unsheathed, people subconsciously did not want to look at him, but most knights were not like this? In a place like Boer, Charles was already tired of seeing knights or petty nobles who sold all kinds of discipline for money.

Charlie didn't see how the other party attacked at all, he subconsciously classified it as a small trick performed by the other party, such as tripping horses and other props, in short, this kind of inconspicuous down-and-out knight didn't need to pay attention to it at all, and he could be dismissed at will.

Finally, Charlie set his sights on a third person.

His eyes lit up.

It was a typical, elegant lady.

Charlie knew all the aristocratic ladies of Boer, and even if he couldn't talk to them, he could at least remember their looks, but this young lady did not exist in his memory album.

The mud stained on the slightly casual casual clothes and boots can't hide the girl's temperament at all, even the worried look on her face looks beautiful, except for a little young, the other parts are perfect, if you want to score, Charlie can give the girl 80 points, and after 3 years, this score can be improved to more than 90 points.

That kind of elegance revealed from the bones is obviously something that can only be cultivated by real famous families, and such ladies and Boer's proud and vulgar grass chickens are almost two completely different creatures.

After the situation was gathered, Charlie developed his own judgment.

The inconsequential dead imp was too frightened to move.

The down-and-out poor ghost knight takes action against himself in order to curry favor with the beautiful aristocratic lady and saves the imp who stands in the way.

The eldest lady was obviously a kind girl, and even in the face of unrelated passers-by, she would cast a worried look.

At this moment, Charlie's brain was filled, and after straightening out the relationship between the three in his own mind, he shook his hair, shook off the disgusting muddy water, and rushed towards the damned down-and-out knight with a fierce momentum.

His abacus played very well, first humiliating the down-and-out knight, and then showing a trace of care to the little ghost in front of the eldest lady, anyway, this kind of kind eldest lady who is not in harmony with the world eats this set the most, and then it is to launch a gentle offensive and take down this young lady in one fell swoop.

Having made up his mind, Charlie opened his mouth and said, "Poor ghost, you dare to attack me Charlie Smith, kneel, apologize to me, and ask for my forgiveness!!"

"Shut up, untouchable!!"

Before Leon could speak, Fan, who had been stiff on the side for a long time, finally came back to his senses and shouted violently: "You dare to ride a horse and hit me, this is a crime, it's a damn murder!!Untouchable, is your name Smith? I tell you, you're finished, I'm going to destroy you!!"

"......" Charlie was stunned by the scolding, and he looked at the imp who got up from the ground with some disbelief and patted the dust on his body.

The other party was probably in his 10s, and he looked dirty, like a thief who often roamed the docks.

Although it doesn't look special on the outside, and it can even be said to be inconspicuous to a certain extent, that pariah sentence really made Charlie's heart stagnate fiercely.

[Always remember not to confront the nobles head-on, everything we have is meaningless in front of the set of rules set by the nobles.] 】

Father's words are still in my ears.

Could it be that the other party is a noble imp who is out for a game and his attendants and others? Charlie can be sure that he has never seen these people in Bol, could it be a nobleman from Almac? Thinking like this, Charlie's heart clicked, and a certain ominous feeling came up.

At this moment, Charlie's followers leaned over and hid behind Charlie in a bit of confusion.

"Which young master are you?" said Charlie, lowering his posture.

"I'm your father!!" Fan said politely.

"Da!!"

The sound of something breaking.

That's the nerve called sanity.

The father he respected most from the bottom of his heart was insulted, and Charlie couldn't bear it anyway.

To hell with any down-and-out knight and what noble beauty!!!!

The only thing Charlie Smith wanted to do at the moment was to tear the imp in front of him to shreds.

"Stop, this is ......" Alicia hurriedly stood in front of Fan, trying to mediate this senseless dispute.

But Van emerged from under his arm, reappeared in front of the eyes of an enraged Charlie, and interrupted Alicia's words.

"Oh oh oh, the damned daliahs have turned into a murderer and rushed towards me, are you trying to rebel?

"Yes, Lord Duke. ”

The knight said.

As a result, things completely slipped out of control.