Seeing that there was nothing to do, Aronok also extinguished the idea of iron, and he let go of the palm holding the serrated shovel and obediently confessed.

"Little goblin, I appreciate your daring to retract when you encounter something - it's very self-aware, hahaha. ”

As he spoke, he made a rude gesture that drew laughter from the drunkards who were still staring at the excitement.

Called "goblin" and given the modified prefix "small", Alonok was really angry, and his face was blue and white.

But he still didn't have a seizure, and he knew very well that without a few bear goblin guards, he was not a match for the guy in front of him at all.

Taunting the tavern owner, Road Ranger pushed the flap on the bar and squeezed through the narrow passage.

He drove his hook into the barrel and, with a single arm, lifted the remaining half of the barrel and drank it heavily.

The boar man's pig-nosed mask showed a large hole, and the small half barrel of the "Goblin Pre-War Drink" was tilted into his throat, and he quickly bottomed out.

The road rage, who has not yet enjoyed it, even chewed and swallowed the muddy residue left over from the fermentation at the bottom of the barrel and swallowed it into his stomach.

The guests who didn't buy the wine were angry, but given the skill of the road rage that he had just revealed, no one dared to challenge him now.

It wasn't until he was half-drunk that Road Fighter patted his slightly bulging belly, threw away the empty oak barrel, and walked away laughing.

As for saying that drinking requires a flowery horn, he didn't give it, and Aronok, the goblin, didn't mention it. It seems to be very tacit.

Without the drinks, the customers naturally dispersed, and one of them, a gray-skinned masked man asked his fellow travelers.

"Where is that rammer, why is it so vicious, aren't you afraid that the tavern owner will go to the security office to sue him?"

It was a stealer who was questioned, and he looked at the interrogator's complexion, then quickly turned his head and looked around.

Maybe he felt that the other party was somewhat similar to himself from the shadow world, so he admonished: "Be careful, that guy is not easy to mess with......"

Through a few words, Qiao Zhuang dressed up as a desert elf who was a drinker, and got a lot of news.

It turns out that the wild boar man named "Road Tyrant" was originally a street tyrant, and now he is also one of the thugs hired by various street forces.

He has always been a loner and unscrupulous, and has been impulsive with the various forces of New Prosperity on more than one occasion.

For example, Road Rage once had a falling out with a stranger who lost to the undead in a shooting attempt.

As a result, within two days, the Cang Moke and his men were ambushed, and never reappeared on the streets of New Prosperity Town.

Many people speculate that Road Rage may not be what it seems, and that there should be a hidden but powerful force behind it.

Otherwise, with Cang Moke's skills, even if he was attacked by the wild boar people in close quarters, he would not be wiped out, at least it would not be a problem to escape.

After all, anyone who has seen the road fighter in action knows that although this obsessive guy is very explosive, he is not very fast.

"Don't bother yourself," he said, glancing at Braci, the stealer finally reminded him to take matters into his own hands, and then quickly left.

Straightening the turban covering his ears, the desert elf looked at the back of the stealer and said, "Thank you for your advice." ”

However, the trouble that should be found still has to be found, and as the person in charge of the security of Xinxing Town, he has obligations in this regard.

If you don't look for trouble, how can you quickly investigate the hidden forces behind the road rage, the young blue dragon is waiting in a hurry now.

Bradch, who walked out of the "iron nose", made a few vague gestures, and several of his subordinates standing in the distance understood.

Since he didn't want to attract attention, it wasn't those bone demons who followed him out of the field this time, but some new alien mortals.

Several Goliaths, who had grayish-white skin and black bumps, acted immediately upon instruction.

A few other plainly dressed monkeys quickly climbed onto the roofs of the streets and chased in the direction where the road rage had left.

The Monkeys are in charge of tracking their targets, Goliath is in charge of frontal blockade, and Bracchi is hiding in the shadows, ready to attack.

The desert elves boldly applied the tribe's guerrilla tactics to the encirclement and suppression, and it didn't take long for them to take effect.

Several of them jumped up and down on the rooftops, and they stuck behind the road rage all the way to a small abandoned warehouse.

It was originally a warehouse for the Weapons Workshop, but as New Prosperity became a Traction City, the Weapons Workshop moved into the core foundry area below the city, so the small warehouse was abandoned.

Just like a building that has no other use for the time being, it is occupied by gangs from various material planes. When the sneaky Brach arrives, he discovers that more than one pair of eyes are on the monkeys who are trying to hide themselves from the rooftops.

"There is no choice but to force it in. ”

Although this is the only way to go, as the head of security in New Prosperity Town, Blatch knows that when he established this traction city, Quest left a lot of monitoring methods.

Any attempt to dig a secret passage, or cast a spell in the Traction City, will be detected in time. So logically speaking, if the monkeys didn't notice that the roadmaster was leaving, then there was a high probability that he would not have left this warehouse.

With the authority of the commander, the monkeys continued to be on the alert, while several tall Goliaths served as the main force in the attack.

Although these stone people are not giants, they are still as tall as two normal humans, and they all wield heavy two-handed weapons in order to use their strength to their advantage.

Most of them are armed with giant axes or hammers, two Goliaths are armed with giant tower shields to support their companions, and there is also a female Goliath with a giant longbow as a ranged output.

Without hesitation, one of the strongest Goliaths stepped out of the crowd, picked up his hammer and slammed it into the door of the warehouse. Confident in his strength, he chose to hit the leather-clad hardwood door panel instead of attacking it.

"Knock knock" ......

The leather absorbed some of the force, but after several heavy hammer blows, the door of the warehouse still broke continuously. With a muffled "clang", the entire door fell into the warehouse.

"Whoosh" ......

The process of violent demolition obviously alarmed the guys in the warehouse, and as soon as the door was broken, several crossbow arrows struck through the air.

Fortunately, the Goliaths were prepared, and their companions with the giant tower shield took the lead and stood in front of Goliath, who acted as the door breaker.

The thick steel-clad tower shield blocks all the green crossbow arrows, and the female Goliath archers take the opportunity to draw their bows and release their arrows.

Arrows, no different from ordinary people's spears, hit their targets with astonishing accuracy, and a terrible howl was heard from the warehouse.