"Lord Dorog, you are really heroic today, if the officers of the Tully family are the same as you, I think the old master will be very pleased."

Roger greeted the high-spirited Dorog, and his tone and attitude changed greatly from the first time they met.

Dorog is short-tempered and rude, but has the same penchant for words of praise as Raphael, and Roger's smiling face and words make him feel comfortable.

Dorog turned over and laughed: "Stinky boy, the sycophants are good, if I was so polite yesterday, I wouldn't have beaten you",

Roger stepped forward to help him lead the horse to the tree next to him and smiled: "The friendship that comes out is the real friendship, and this is also the fate of Roger and adults",

The word "adult" made Dorog especially fluttering, in the Tully family only the big people with a high status were called "adults", he was far from qualified, but in this humble town someone called him so made his heart feel greatly satisfied.

Roger politely led Dorog into the large private room of the Bligh Hotel, and when he passed by the private room next to it, Roger glanced at it, and the old Woolin was already waiting for his order.

The private room that Roger gave Dorog was large, spacious, and well furnished, and more importantly, the soundproofing was very good.

Dorog looked at the dishes in the private room and on the table with satisfaction, this little ghost is still very attentive to himself, better than the dishes served by the Bullock family, and more thoughtful, not to mention the Adams who picked the door.

"Little ghost, it costs a lot of money to eat here, right?", Dorog's attitude towards Roger was much better.

Roger personally poured him wine and said with a smile: "This is the place that matches the identity of an adult, and the high price is a matter of course",

Dorog laughed, the resentment he had had against Roger yesterday was gone. Roger said a few more good words, coaxed him to feel comfortable, and then began to persuade him to drink, after three rounds of drinking, the time was almost there, and Roger took out the small box that had been prepared.

"My lord, this is Roger's heart, not a respect, please accept it", Roger pushed the box to him.

"Oh~", Dorog pushed the box over seemingly casually, but he actually wanted to know the weight of the box, which was the weight that satisfied him.

But he took away his smile, looked at Roger and said: "Roger, I treat you as a friend, but you insult my noble personality with gold, as a soldier, you make me very embarrassed", he is not very smart, but he is not a fool, it is impossible to accept gold so easily to leave him a handle.

Roger pushed the gold over again, and said with a smile: "Lord Dorog, you misunderstood, this is the travel fee I funded for my good friends Ou Ying and Alice, my lord and Lord Raphael came from afar with only a few horses and some rough guards, how can I take care of the injured Ou Ying?"

"Roger hopes that the adults can use the money to rent a carriage for Ou Ying, and build a better prisoner carriage for Alice, so that I can do my friend's heart", Roger had a sad expression, as if he had been heartbroken by the matter of his "friend" Ou Ying in the past few days.

Hearing his reasonable words, Dorog put his heart at ease, and made an extremely touched look on his face: "Roger, even if you are hard-hearted, you will be moved by your friendship, cheers for your friendship",

"When", in the colliding wine glasses, Roger knew that his plan had been half successful, and after a few glasses of wine, he found an excuse to leave the private room first, quickly walked to the door of Lao Wulin's private room, knocked on it, and then turned around at random and returned to the private room.

Old Wu Lin immediately understood what Roger meant, and walked out of the Bligh Hotel to inform Bi Fang, who was already waiting, with a masked face.

"My lord, I have often heard the headmaster say that you have made great achievements, but your status in the Tully family is not as good as that of Raphael, and I am deeply upset with you in private", Roger continued to brag in the private room.

This word once again reached Dorog's heart, and with the strength of the wine, he "snapped" the table and said loudly: "Damn, Roger, what you said is so right, Lao Tzu just looks down on the hateful Raphael, Lao Tzu is the credit of killing with a knife and a shot",

He lifted his shirt: "You see, this scar was cut by Lao Tzu when he fought for the old man for the second time, that big man is a head taller than me, if it weren't for my bravery",

"Bang", just when he wanted to brag about his military exploits, the door of the private room was kicked open, and a thin masked man broke in, and he saw Dorog with a beard at a glance, pointed at him and scolded: "Hand over the gold on the table, duel, you shameless impotence man is not worthy of the lovely Miss Blobeth",

Dorog was stunned, he didn't expect to be scolded by an inexplicable bastard in this place, and his anger burned to the top of his head at once, and he drew the long sword on his waist.

Roger hurriedly got up and said, "My lord, such a rude person is not worthy of your anger, please allow me to take him down for you",

"No, I'm going to chop this filthy bastard with my own hands", he turned around and swung his sword and slashed at Bi Fang, who was covering his face.

He was savage, Bi Fang was even more ferocious, laughed and pulled out the kitchen knife pinned to his waist and rushed to Dorog to cut his head, both of them looked hideous, the long iron sword and the kitchen knife burst out the most fierce sparks when they slashed together, and the moment of the hand, the sparks were scattered, and then Dorog picked up the kitchen knife in Bi Fang's hand with a sword and kicked him out and lay on the ground.

High-level swordsman, Roger was secretly happy in his heart, he could be sure that Dorog had shot with all his strength just now, but although his sword was strong and wrapped in source power, it did not form sword qi at all, he was just a high-level swordsman.

Roger knew that he could defeat him if he had to deal with him alone, but adding that guard would be a problem, but he had already figured out a solution.

Bi Fang, who was picked off with a kitchen knife and kicked away with a heavy kick, covered his stomach and scolded and stood up: "Dorog, you bastard really has two hits, count me unlucky, I'll lie",

"Smack", before he finished speaking, he was slapped and stumbled by Dorog, who strode over, and Bi Fang spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and there were two front teeth mixed in the blood.

"You",

"Peng", before he could speak, Dorog punched him in the eye socket again, his eyes immediately swollen, and then Dorog kicked him to the ground again.

"Bastard, tell me your filthy name", Dorog kicked him in the stomach, and his body suddenly arched into a shrimp shape.

"My name is Satan", he was extremely resentful at this time, and was greeting the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of "Satan", damn, why did you call yourself to test this murderous guy? He thought it was just an inconsequential duel, whether he won or lost, he could get out of it with his whole body.

"Boom", Dorog's leather boots stomped on his head and stomped his head into the ground: "Hell, your name is Satan?

Then came Dorog's merciless venting, and he punched Bi Fang one after another, and in just ten minutes the poor murderer was left without a piece of good meat.

It wasn't until Bi Fang was dying that Roger said: "My lord, you should spare his life, and ask him who instigated him to provoke you, I don't think he will dare to offend your lord with his ability",

Dorog, who had just vented, gasped and glanced at Roger, nodded and said, "Roger, you're right, I'm going to torture this bedbug well",

He grabbed Bi Fang by the hair and dragged him out, not even taking the gold from the table.

"My lord, go all the way, I'll have someone send you to your house later", Roger bowed and had a wicked smile on his face.