The door of the private room was slammed open, and two figures, one tall and one short, walked in. The tall man looked at He Jinshui, who had his back to him, and Alihan and Lance, who were sitting upright at the table, as if they didn't know any of them. He touched his bald head and saw Torres sitting precariously, his eyes constantly glaring at him, a little confused.

He strode up and grabbed Alihan by the collar and pretended to be vicious: "Did you bully your good brother Torres? Tell you, we are not happy! ”

The short man hurriedly grabbed his hands and said in a panic: "Big brother can't help it! You have already killed more than ten times this month." Give him some mercy and give him a chance. The tall man snorted and lowered his fist, crossed his left hand on his hip, and stepped on the bench with his right foot.

The short man hit the snake with the stick, patted Alihan on the shoulder, and said with sympathy: "Don't panic, this brother, let's convince people with reason!" You apologize to Torres, and then compensate us for lost work, transportation expenses, bruises, or something, just 10 gold coins!"

Ali Hanqi said: "How can there still be a ground damage fee?" The short figure immediately fell to the ground and howled in pain: "Ouch, I just went up the stairs and broke my foot, so you have to lose money!" At this time, the tall man stood up murderously, grinned, and said: "See, a fist the size of a casserole! I ......" Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly flew up like a cloud, and then fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The short man blew up, "I'll push your lungs!" He didn't even see who made a move, so he shouted and kicked towards He Jinshui. Just as the arch of his foot was about to step on He Jinshui's back, the other party grabbed his foot with his backhand, turned it around and threw it out.

The short man's back slammed against the wall with a muffled thud, and he almost lost his breath. Since entering Neverwinter, his strength has continued to rise, where has he ever suffered such a loss!He roared angrily and took out two daggers, jumped high and turned into an afterimage and stabbed at He Jinshui.

He Jinshui sighed behind his back: "Swift, fast! The two daggers are still used to it, stinky boy!" The short man immediately stopped his steps as if he had been struck by lightning, and looked at the other party's handsome face in a daze, revealing an expression of disbelief.

He threw away his weapon, rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked at the other party blankly, tears flowed out at once, and he fell to his knees and sobbed in a low voice: "Master, I want to practice!"

With a thud, the tall man had just risen from the ground and fell to the ground again. He stretched out his finger tremblingly, pointed at the other party and asked tentatively, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

He Jinshui looked up at the ceiling, as if a person was talking to himself, "I don't know who was hung into a tree by a group of drow elves in the Sunset Valley. If it weren't for my old man's help, he would have died and been murdered. I remember him with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a thick body. Well, the black mole on the buttocks is very ecstatic......" Before He Jinshui's words fell, the tall man rushed over and hugged him tightly, and said in ecstasy: "He Jinshui, you straight thief, are finally back." Let my brother see if there are any missing arms and legs?" said and kept touching himself on him.

"you!" He Jinshui punched him in the chest, and said with a smile: "I heard that you were expelled from the academy?" "It seems to be." The tall man said with a weak heart. "And then extortion is all evil, and people call it Wudong Yiba?" "No, it's definitely slander!" The other party was righteous and vetoed it categorically.

This is the proprietress who came in tremblingly, carefully handed the money bag in her hand to the tall man, nodded and said: "This is this month's protection fee, I hope the uncle will continue to take care of it!"

The tall man broke out in a cold sweat, and said nervously as he pushed out: "You recognize the wrong person! I'm not Arnold!" The proprietress took the money bag and said strangely: "It looks so similar! Hey, how do you know that the person I'm looking for is called Arnold?"

"That's enough!" He Jinshui's head was bruised, and he felt that he was going to be angry with this fool. He slapped the tall man on the back hard, and the other man rose into the air again, making intimate contact with the wall.

"Master!" At this time, the short man ran over and excitedly protected He Jinshui's thigh. "Master, why are you alive again. These arms and legs, tsk, are exactly the same as before!" he raised his head and looked at He Jinshui staring at him with a smile, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his heart was empty.

"Hehe, some people say I sprinkle dust, flirt with my crotch, and plug my nostrils!" "No, absolutely not!" The short man covered the left side of his face. "And poison, stuffy sticks, sacks!" "It's a nice day, hehe" The short man smiled dryly and changed the subject, covering his right side of his face.

"The most infuriating thing is that he actually said that I am the bad ass of the slums!" "This is impossible! I am clearly talking about always carrying the handle," the short man wondered.

easily deceived the other party's lie, He Jinshui couldn't cry or laugh, kicked him out, stuck together with the tall man, and both fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.

"Fool, fool! Not even being a bad guy, what a failure. He Jinshui scolded with a smile: "Give you three seconds to stand up, otherwise I will finish this plate of beef!"

The tall and short two twitched, wiped the cold sweat and stood up together. "Hey, why did I faint?" said the tall man strangely, "sleepwalking, it must be sleepwalking!" said the short man. Then they both turned around and saw He Jinshui, and pretended to be happy and shouted, "Master (Ah Shui), you are finally back." ”

"That's enough! I'm going to be mad if I keep doing it. Hmph, the two cowards have vain eyes, contrived expressions, and the acting is too fake, I'll give a bad review!" He Jinshui walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, and suddenly pointed to the tall man and said, "Arnold, what have you done during this time? Why do I feel hopeless?"

Arnold wept and replied honestly, "After we broke out of the encirclement of the Alves Undead Legion, we have been waiting for you to win the battle twenty miles away. As a result, you didn't come, and when you didn't come, that bastard of Caton said that you wouldn't be coming back, and that what you said when you left was a lie. ”

"I angrily punched the guy and asked him why he hadn't told us earlier. He didn't fight back, he just said that he should put public before private, and he couldn't talk about personal feelings above faith, and he had to go back as soon as possible to bring the news of the Demon God Legion's existence to the Pope. ”

"We debated whether to save you immediately or return to Neverwinter, and in the end we each took a step back, found the nearest border post, and gathered an elite legion to rescue you. ”

"It's kind of interesting, you can actually drive an Imperial Legion to help, why?" He Jinshui said curiously.

Arnold and the little madman looked at each other and shook their heads together to show that they didn't know. At this moment, a crisp female voice sounded: "That's because of me!"