"Hey, buddy, look at that girl in a wheelchair, it's so Peugeot!"

"Tsk, wearing a military uniform, blindfolded, and playing role-playing, right? Brother, I'm just like this, the high-quality goods sent to the door can't be let go easily. ”

The thugs at the head shouted, "Hey! That girl, you are a laughing woman in an entertainment venue, right, Lao Tzu will give you money, come and accompany my brother to be happy! ”

"Na...... Madam, those guys don't look like good people, let's go. ”

Edgar felt the hand pushing the wheelchair tremble:

"Don't be afraid, Vera, a bunch of vulgar hillbillies, ignore it, follow our target."

"Hey, I hear you all, who the are you hillbillies! Stinky, looking for death, right! ”

A man with tattoos on his arms walked over and waved a dagger in his hand.

"Broken...... The man had a knife in his hand, ah......" Vera shuddered with fright.

"Hey, stinky, our boss is talking to you, you are not only blind, but also deaf, right?"

"Will you try again?" Edgar couldn't bear it anymore and pulled out a weapon from the bag on the side of his wheelchair, which was a large-caliber military shotgun with a sawn short barrel,

The muzzle of the black hole pointed in the direction where the breathing came from, and the group of thugs were stunned.

"Son, shut your stinky mouth and get out of here, or you'll be shot in the head!"

The Valstad Empire enforces fairly strict gun control laws,

Few people have the right to carry a gun except for private investigators and licensed hunters, and even if they do, they are generally low-quality homemade guns, and cold weapons such as sabers and swords require strict professional training, and most of the ordinary hooligans have machetes and clubs in their hands.

When the gangster saw a military shotgun with excellent workmanship pointed at him, he immediately understood that there was a person in front of him who was not easy to mess with, and he retreated in his heart:

(This...... Is it a disabled female veteran, or the mistress of a chaebol, or a female agent in the intelligence department? ）

The dirty words that I wanted to say were swallowed back raw, and as a man, I refused to show weakness and fell into a short stalemate.

"Still not rolling? Want to die, right? ”

Edgar opened the safety and pulled the hammer, and although he couldn't see anything, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at the opponent's head through his senses:

"Gentlemen, I'm going to kill you,

Give you three seconds to escape,

3……

2……”

The tattooed eldest brother ran away first, and a group of hooligans fled the alley as if they had lost their lives.

Vera breathed a sigh of relief:

"Madam, I thought you were carrying a dresser, but I didn't expect it to be a gun."

Edgar skillfully reset the hammer and safety, and put away the shotgun: "It's broken, the target is far away, but I can still feel his breath, follow up!" ”

They followed the stout man to the end of the alley, and the target entered a ruined, apparently abandoned warehouse, with words painted on the crooked wooden planks outside the walls:

It reads...... Daddy Sam's Billiards Club", Vera reads.

Edgar nodded approvingly: "Vera, you are so smart, you know so many words in a short period of time, it was the right decision to send you to your girls' school." ”

"Madame, what shall we do now?"

"Follow-up, of course, wait...... Let's find a corner and put on our spare clothes. ”

In a corner outside the storeroom, Edgar donned a worn black cotton burqa, and Vera changed into a civilian attire.

The broken wooden door of the storeroom was unlocked, and when you pushed the door in, there was nothing in the empty hall, and the old floor was cracked, and it creaked when you stepped on.

Vera said, "Madam, this club is fake, there is no pool table in it at all. ”

Hearing someone enter, two adult men came out of the shadows,

Dressed in dirty plaid jackets, with sleeves rolled up to their upper arms, kerosene lamps in their hands and short sticks in the other, they shouted rudely:

"Hey! Who let you in? This is a private club, no strangers are allowed to visit. ”

"Let's come in and have a look, since it's not a billiard hall, is this a bar or a casino?"

"Neither, let's go!"

When Edgar was young, she often sneaked out of the palace to mingle in the streets, especially in the chaotic neighborhoods, she had seen a lot of anecdotes, and at this time, she had a strong sensory bonus, and immediately discovered the secrets in this abandoned warehouse:

"Great, we're in the right place, Vera.

I could smell sweat and blood, there were people cheering and betting, and it was located on the basement level, which was an illegal underground black boxing club. ”

"You...... How do you know? Who are you? The masked man in a wheelchair in front of him easily discovered the secret of the club, and the two bodyguards were so frightened that they couldn't help but clench the short stick in their hands:

"Bastard...... Who sent you? Is Tony the boss on the next street? You're here to smash the field and compete for the land? ”

"Haha, don't be nervous, I'm a martial arts enthusiast and would love to join this secret club and ask two friends to lead the way." At this point, Edgar snapped his fingers:

"Vera, pay for it!"

The two bodyguards each got a heavy silver coin, and they couldn't keep their mouths together:

"Oh, white flowers! You're so generous! Of course, this is not a billiard hall, and the members call it Daddy Sam's Fight Club. ”

"Smack!" Edgar slapped hard: "Isn't this the right place, I like to fight!" How do I become a member? ”

"Hehe, it depends on whether you are sincere or not."

"Vera, give money!"

The two big men each got a silver coin: "Distinguished guest, please come with me!" ”

Opening a partition hidden in a cabinet with a long, dark staircase, Edgar exited his wheelchair and took Vera's shoulders down the stairs.

There is a hole in the basement, and first you pass by a bar-and-wine cellar, which suddenly opens up, and the walls are covered with kerosene lamps, which shine like daylight, and this is the main hall of the fight club.

The club had all the members, nobles, merchants, clergy or commoners, and everyone seemed to have made a bet, with the winners elated and the losers scolding.

The bar sells dark beer and other drinks, and a group of thugs holding sticks to guard against any disturbances.

The ring in the center of the hall was very regular, with a wooden floor, and a large octagonal iron cage outside, which was already mottled with rust due to the humid environment of the basement.

The last game has just ended, and the cleaner is using a mop to clean the blood stains on the ground,

The fighter who was beaten unconscious lay on a stretcher and was dying, and the victor was not lightly supported, leaning against the edge of the iron cage and panting.

Vera patiently recounted to Edgar what was happening in the basement, and the more she listened, the more excited she became.

The smell of sweat from her strong limbs, as well as the smell of blood flowing from her wounds, made the warrior's soul boil in her.

Legend of the Heroes of Valstad