After a while, the man in the cloak jumped off the roof and entered a brightly lit and noisy room. Turry jumped off the roof, but didn't chase him straight in, and when the three middle-aged men arrived, he spoke to the man. It means "back door." The middle-aged man gestured to the two people behind him, and the two attendants walked around one left and one right. The middle-aged man and Turi turned and walked in.

The bar is a must-stop place for adventurers to return from their adventures or from hunting monsters. Drink some rum, relax and relieve the nerves that are tense on the edge of life and death. But the bar is also the place where the crowd is the most chaotic and troublesome, the place where adventurers and down-and-out aristocrats vent. Often, the sound of a bottle falling to the ground can stir up the strength of the whole bar. This led to a group fight.

Toury made his way to the bar in the depths of the bar, and since he was a teenager, he had been hanging out with Giggs in a place like home. The middle-aged man was obviously not very accustomed to the environment of this kind of place, his brows were furrowed, and he had a bored expression on his face.

"Yo! look at that, there's a young little white face!" I don't know who drank too much, and suddenly came to say. Laughter, whistles.

Toury smiled and didn't answer, and he wasn't angry.

"Excuse me, did you see a man in a black hooded cloak coming in?" Toury asked the bartender.

The bartender glanced vaguely at a corner behind Tu Rui, and said with a somewhat panicked expression: "I didn't see it, I didn't see such a person come in." “

Seeing his expression, Turi's smile deepened. The middle-aged man next to him frowned, shook his head and chuckled.

"Oh, then, excuse me. Toury made a look of regret and turned to leave. The moment he turned around, he saw a cold light fly in front of Turry to a table in a corner where the bartender swept his eyes out of the corner of his eye. The steel longsword that Giggs had given him at Tury's waist was only a scabbard left. On the table in the corner, the tip of the sword was inserted diagonally into the tabletop an inch deep, and the hilt of the sword was still trembling from side to side. The buzzing sound seemed to say to the guests at that table, "I know it's you, hand it over." Then the two of them walked slowly towards the table. Stand at that table.

There was half a bottle of rum and an empty glass on the table, and the guests at the table looked to be in their forties, with burnt faces and expressionless expressions. His eyes were fixed on the trembling sword on the table. The noisy environment around was surprisingly quiet, and the pins could be heard.

"Hand it over yourself or wait for the two of us to take it?" the middle-aged man said quietly. After speaking, his eyes swept over the four men standing up at the next table. Turry looked back at the four men as well, swept them across their chests, and then turned his head to reach for the bag around the cloaked man's waist. At this time, the two men who looked like the attendants at the back door also pushed the door and walked in.

The man in the cloak didn't go straight to the ground as most people in the bar thought. He didn't move, allowing Touri to pull his bag off his waist. Because he saw Turi wearing the badge of the samurai guild on his chest, which represented the samurai rank.

Turry opened the bag and glanced at it, then put it in front of the middle-aged man's eyes. The middle-aged man looked into the bag and shook his head. Toury smiled and prepared to hang the bag around his waist. Suddenly, Turry kicked on the edge of the table under his nose, forced the cloaked man into a corner with the table, and took advantage of the situation, and kicked his left leg on the small stomach of the person on the left of the four people behind, only to see the man fall backwards on his back and hit the body of the person behind him, and the two made "close contact" with the ground together. Then the right hand carrying the gold coin bag was slammed into the shoulder of the man on the right, and the man was slammed on the table. The last man was obviously stunned by the momentary change, and without any movement, he was kicked in the chest by Toury.

Then Turry quickly turned, drew the sword from the table, and slapped the cloaked man on the shoulder as he got up and was about to run, slapping him back on the chair covered with rum. A series of actions, in fact, only took a few seconds, in one go, I think Turi played more than once in the bar group fight.

"Man, search!" Turi said to the middle-aged man with a smile.

The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw Turry's series of gorgeous movements, and then heard Turry's words, and groped in the pocket of the cloaked man's shirt. I pulled out a ticket and put it in my jacket pocket. Chong Turui nodded.

Strangely, the man in the cape has no expression in a series of movements. Just quietly looking at Toury. However, this did not attract the attention of Turi and the middle-aged man.

Just then, a team of town law enforcement teams pushed through the front door. A man who looks like a captain and ten ordinary guards.

There are law enforcement teams in the city or town, and if you make trouble in the city or town, you can be fined. Ranging from ten to one thousand gold coins. If you don't pay the fine, you will be arrested and jailed by the law enforcement team.

"What happened here? I happened to be passing by and heard movement inside. The captain-like man asked with a frown, glancing at the four men lying on the ground and the mess of tables and chairs.

Turi didn't speak, after all, the gold coins and tickets were bearer, and he had injured someone. At this moment, the man who was drawn by Turui with a gold coin bag stood up with his shoulders covered, "Captain, it's okay, I drank too much and accidentally fell." After speaking, he glanced at Tu Rui who was standing next to him a little fearfully. Turi raised his eyebrows proudly at the middle-aged man, who shook his head and smiled. In fact, as long as the middle-aged man shows his identity, he can't do anything to the law enforcement team if he wants to, but someone has already spoken for them, and he didn't speak with the idea that more things are better than less. The captain glanced at Turry and the middle-aged man, said nothing, and walked out with the guards.

"Boss, ask them for the repair fee for the table and chairs. Turi pointed to the four people on the ground, pulled the middle-aged man and hurried out the back door.

"The guy is good, not just a samurai, right?"

"Now that he is a high-level samurai, he should be able to break through the mirror and enter the low-level samurai immediately. Hey, Turui, from the Imperial Capital of Simon. Turry smiled and held out his hand.

"Mag, from Tamar City, Astor Country. The middle-aged man smiled and shook Turi's hand. I didn't introduce myself too much.

"By the way, brother, do you know how to get to Tang Kingdom? I'm going to go to school over there. ”

"Oh, you have to go through the country of Aster to get to the Tang country, from this position, first go to the dock of Kuyt City, three hundred miles away, to take a boat to the country of Aster. The ticket I have in my hand belongs to the ship, but the people who take the boat are all merchants, and now there are many chambers of commerce, and it will take five days to go back and forth, and if you are unfortunate enough to catch a storm, then you can't tell when you will have a ship. So the tickets are not very easy to buy. The other day there were four ships operating at the same time, in the stormy season, the bad ones were broken, and the repaired ones were repaired. ”

"Oh, well, anyway, I'll have to get one, and I'm not very rich if I don't count the time. Turry pondered.

"Well, let's set out early tomorrow morning and go to Kuyt City first, and see what is going on there. Mag said.

"That's the only way to do it first, thank you, brother. ”

"You're welcome, without you, I don't know if I can come back happily with this ticket, thanks to you. Mag said sincerely.

Turry just wanted to speak, only to hear a horse cry of "Shhh Mag saw it and quickly followed.

"Hush, hush" The horse's cry became more and more urgent. I saw a fat young man who looked like a rich boy, standing on the side excitedly giving orders to the two of his subordinates, one of the two men tugging the reins of the white claw, and one trying to find an opportunity to climb into the saddle. When Turi saw it, he was not so anxious, and simply stood where he was, smiling and watching them grab their horses. Mag caught up and said, "Turry, hurry up, isn't that your horse?"

"Let them play a little longer, no hurry, haha......" Turry laughed out loud as if he had seen something funny. He also took off the samurai badge representing the high-ranking samurai and put it in his pocket

I think that when Giggs gave him this horse, he spent sixty percent of his fighting energy to tame this horse, and at that time he had already entered the high-level samurai. Just a rich boy and two samurai want to tame the White Paw?

At this time, the white paw saw Turry, and with a cry of excitement, his front hooves were raised high, and he threw out the samurai who had already grasped the edge of the saddle and the reins, and sat the rich boy to the ground in fright, and then jumped lightly, jumped over the rich boy's head, and ran towards Toury.

The two samurai hurriedly helped his son up, and the fat boy shook his arm and walked over angrily towards Turui and the others.