Section 8: Born to pound luàn (below

As the carriage moved slowly, Townsend turned his head to observe. He found that the building facing the street was very large and the decoration was extremely luxurious, and it must be a high-end mansion for the Silver Sè Alliance to entertain foreign guests and envoys.

"It's strange, it is said that the master is a member of our Psychic Master Guild, why does he not live in the guild here, but he has to live on the territory of the local forces?" Townsend lowered his voice and asked Salevi: "Is this behavior in order?"

"Perhaps, there are some other circumstances for the person concerned," Salevi said euphemistically, "accommodation is not a big deal after all." ”

"I see, this master sent by the association seems to have a misunderstanding of our branch. Townsend nodded, and his gaze lingered for a long time on the ultra-luxurious carriage with eight horses in front of him: "It seems that he wants to trouble us...... I'm puzzled, will there be a sense of accomplishment if you bully a character like us?"

Salevi didn't dare to speak, so he could only smile bitterly.

Half an hour later, Hao Hao's convoy arrived at the scene of the fire in the outer city.

The army guarding the site had removed the wooden stakes and surrounded the chéng wall far away to block the idlers who were watching the excitement.

The people in the carriage in front of them came down one after another, surrounding a tall middle-aged man in costume, but they formed two distinct circles, and there was no good face for each other.

In the crowd, the middle-aged NV with his long hair pulled up high and a proud expression was naturally Edwina, a fourth-level ability master who would always be sent—she was surrounded by a group of assistants around her, and walked to a makeshift tent with a graceful step that Townsend couldn't understand

That's the entrance to the Gulfstream + Passion Underground Hall.

Even at this time, the NV sent by the club did not look back to say a word to Townsend, as if she never knew that there were branch representatives on the scene. The greatest contempt of the superior for the inferior is that the current superior does not exist...... In fact, just after the convoy set off, Townsend had already sensed that Edwina was not friendly to the West Coast Guild.

Townsend had a gut feeling that this was not going to be a good thing today, and his instincts had always been accurate.

The club wants to find something by itself, so why don't others want to arrange something in this matter? Maybe the first step is to isolate the witnesses sent by the club, that is, themselves

Townsend must break through this predicament, in fact, he has two plans in his heart - first, Townsend wants to mess up today's matter, and this group of people in the province will check and finally find out his head: second, he wants to fully show his "reckless" character, this kind of person who will do it if he doesn't agree with him, even Master Edvina doesn't want to provoke, right?

It's not that she can't beat it, but what if she beats Townsend? It's very detrimental to the majesty of the big guy and Xiǎo Jiaosè, and on the other hand, even if she is not friendly to the West Coast chapter, she will always have some scruples. If you really want to do it, it depends on whether Uncle Hughes agrees or not

No matter how scummy Townsend himself is, he has the ability to hold out until Uncle Hughes arrives.

As for the attitude of the West Coast chapter, not to mention the attitude, if they just want a good gentleman, the Salevi around them is enough; Jacques's intention to find himself on top is to make a scene for himself - apart from this, does he have any other impression of himself in the club?

This is not an ordinary fault hunting, it is to prepare a bullet for the top boss...... So it, let's make a fuss first

Townsend jumped out of the carriage, already mindful of whomever was the unlucky to hit himself at gunpoint.

The two crowds just sent a few representatives to follow the master, leading the way attentively, and some people were smiling and sweeping the ground with xiǎo brooms - Townsend took Salevi to follow, and after only a few steps, an unknown guy suddenly stood up.

The person who "stopped" to block Yang Sen was not very old, and his face was tender. He put his hand across to block Townsend's steps, and said arrogantly, "You are from that hall, don't you see that only adults can enter?"

Townsend didn't bother to talk to him, he raised his hand and slapped it over, and then kicked him under his stomach.

"Ahh

"What's going on?" Not only did the guards surround them, but the adults also gathered around, and some people shouted angrily, "What are you making a fuss about?

The officials and nobles who had not entered quickly formed a large circle on the periphery, and judging from the hobby of watching the excitement, they were no different from ordinary dead people-Salevi didn't know why Townsend was in trouble, but he knew that he was suddenly in such a gaze, xiǎotui was a little soft, and his forehead was a little wet, but he still didn't move.

"Who's talking?" Townsend's voice was cold, with a kind of contempt from above, "Stand up and show the uncle." ”

Since he is acting, he has to act in place, and Townsend already knows that he has a rabid dog nickname.

There was a coughing sound from the tent, and an old man walked out slowly under the expectant eyes of others. The person standing in front of Townsend hurriedly separated, so that the eyes of the two people could meet.

"I thought it was. The old man wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, glanced at Townsend, and opened his mouth in a gentle tone: "It turned out to be the representative of the Anomalous Division, and I am the ...... of the Elder House of Yintao City."

"I'm just asking you to stand up and show the uncle......" Townsend yawned, and plucked his ears with his fingers: "What's your name, it's my, you're old and confused?"

"I" The old man's face turned white, and the robe embroidered with huā patterns shook violently: "I am a nobleman"

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Townsend reached out and took out a xiǎo whistle from his bosom and blew it in his mouth. Almost immediately, three wagons rumbled in from the end of the street, and before they could stop, a group of senior apprentices, all members of the West Coast Chapter Patrol Team, jumped out. Seeing this posture, those who saw the excitement hurriedly dodged a big gap - this group of people is not easy to offend, and if they stand in front, they may be unlucky.

"Sir. The leading senior apprentice walked up to Townsend: "Something?"

"This man, stop me from entering the scene. Townsend pointed to the tender face that was still rolling on the ground: "Arrest him back for trial, we need to know who is instructing him, and he dares to ruin the affairs of my West Coast chapter."

Townshend's method of buttoning his hat was first-class, and seeing that he was so serious and serious, the people who watched the excitement all stepped back a little.

"It's not that serious, is it?" the old man clenched his fists with both hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp light shone inside: "Even if Your Excellency Jacques is here, he will give me some face." ”

"If you think you can do it, go to Jacques. Townsend sneered: "Now that I'm in charge, your face is not good for me...... To put it bluntly, what are you?"

As the saying goes, the lord is humiliated and the lord is humiliated, and the old man is so humiliated, of course his people will not agree--the entourage immediately rushed a few people, some to help the old man, some to stare at Townsend angrily, and the knuckles of the knuckles holding the hilt of the sword turned white.

Townsend is not very well-known in Silvertao City, but there are still many people who know him, especially the "luck" that Townsend showed in the battle a few days ago. Therefore, there are still people who dare to draw their swords against Townsend, and even if they really fight, some people are quite sure that they can suppress Townsend.

Townsend: He's a junior anomalist at best, and even if he has the nickname "Rabie", what can he do? At least in terms of momentum, the guys don't lose to him

In fact, on this occasion, what the two sides are fighting for is a momentum, and seeing blood and broken bones and the like will fall behind. But who would have thought that Townsend didn't have much experience but didn't have much experience - as a Yanei, he spent his entire Qingchun years competing with others for momentum

"You want to intercede, don't you?" said Townsend, smirking the hem of his robe and tucking it into his belt, and walked over to the pile of miscellaneous items next to him, choosing a short, stumbler stake. Strode over to the tender face again, first stepped on his xiong mouth with one foot, then hugged the tip of the stake with both hands, and finally gestured the thick end to the forehead of the tender face, obviously aiming.

A wooden stake thicker than the head of the tender face rested on his forehead, and a bāng must have splashed brains, which frightened the tender face on the spot

"Pleading, huh?" Townsend turned his head to look at the old man and yelled, "Speak, beg me, please."

"You...... You, you, you" The old man almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out--what could he say now?The mad dog didn't say anything about whether the consequences of interceding were to let him go or beat him to death...... So, whether he opened his mouth or not, Mad Dog won steadily

"Speak, you say," Townsend, who had grabbed the other's sore foot, squinted at him.

"So you don't want to save him, so what the are you pretending to be a big guy?"

The old man was so angry with him that his breathing almost stopped

He's not pretending, he's really the number one person in Yintao City - but Townsend's words show that he is a paranormal who has turned over from the bottom, this kind of person is very hateful to nobles, so as soon as he speaks, the bāng in his hand will really be beaten

"A little xiǎo misunderstanding, don't be so nervous. Calm down, everyone. At this tense moment, Master Edwina, who had already entered the tent, slowly walked out, and she didn't look at anyone in particular, but said softly, "There is still business." ”

"Venerable Master Edwina has spoken, are you still disobedient?" Townsend laughed, immediately lost the bāng in his hand, turned to the patrol team and said, "Hurry up and take the person away, and send the person back quickly after the interrogation is okay"

Is he giving face? It's almost the same as refuting people's face-Master Edwina's eyes flashed, his face did not change, but he just raised his eyes to look at Townsend.

The patrol next to him had already received the order, and he listened to Townsend today, so he immediately agreed, grabbed the tender face on the ground and left. A group of them were acting viciously, and no one dared to stop the guards around them.

"We should go to the site first. Master Edwina flicked her sleeves and turned into the tent.

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