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The soldiers of the mercenary guild seemed a little hesitant, the mercenaries on the opposite side dared not to take Cromwell in public, obviously they had their own reliance, they couldn't afford to provoke such mercenaries, but the orders from above had to be carried out, there was no way, they slowly surrounded Moxinko, and one of the soldiers whispered: "Your Excellency......"

Moshinko stretched out his hand and pushed the warrior back a few steps: "It's none of your business, just stay out of the way, hey, old fellow, aren't you going to arrest me?" Moshinko hooked his finger defiantly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's very arrogant, it seems that you don't take the mercenary guild seriously. Cromwell sneered: "To deal with people like you, you must use thunderbolts!" Before the words fell, Cromwell drew his long sword.

Mo Xinke frowned slightly, using weapons, this surname is serious, and it is difficult to show mercy when it really fights, because both sides have no good feelings for each other, Mo Xinke couldn't help but look back at Han Jin.

Han Jin nodded slightly, and Mo Xinke was full of pride, casually pulled out his giant sword, and looked at Cromwell coldly.

"Do you still want to resist? This is what you found yourself!" Cromwell sneered, and slowly walked towards Moxinko, as the distance between the two people gradually shortened, Cromwell had already released his fighting spirit, the weather was already very cold, and the temperature at this moment dropped suddenly, and pieces of snowflakes were circling rapidly around Cromwell.

Just when the distance between the two people was less than ten meters, a ball of red light flew down from above, Cromwell's pupils suddenly shrank, and he swung his sword upwards to meet him, and with a bang, the two long swords collided together without any fancy, and the fighting spirit rolled up to the surroundings, with Cromwell as the center, the remnants of snow around were swept away, revealing cyan stone slabs, countless snowflakes and snow blocks stirred up more than ten meters high, and some people who watched the excitement were caught off guard and were hit by the flying snow blocks.

Cromwell took a few steps back, barely steady, the attacker turned over and landed lightly on the ground, seeing the person clearly, Cromwell's face changed slightly: "Saxon, what do you mean?!"

"Aren't you going to fight? I'm here to help, can't I?" said Saxon with a smile.

The windows facing the street in the restaurant next to them were pushed open one after another, and more than a dozen figures jumped down from the windows, including warriors and thieves, but the warriors did not draw their weapons, and the thieves did not launch stealth, and they surrounded Cromwell and his men with gloating smiles.

Winston and Duye Sam appear at the window, Duye Sam has a strange appearance, black hair, but his sideburns have turned pale, and his forehead is full of wrinkles, but his eyebrows and eyes look very young, and with a black and white beard, it is difficult to guess his real age.

"Master Cromwell, I haven't seen you for a while, what are you busy with this section?" said Duye Sam lightly.

"Lord Duje Sam, I went to the city of Fato, and I only came back a few days ago. Cromwell's demeanor was very humble, although he was a member of the Mercenary Guild, he would never dare to be rude in front of this famous Wurm Knight in the mercenary world.

"Been there for a long time?"

"It's been more than two months. ”

"Oh, I see. Duye Sam paused, as if suddenly remembered something: "Aren't you going to fight? ”

Cromwell was stunned, he had recognized that these ill-intentioned mercenaries around him were not only people from the Reaper mercenary team, but also people from the dragon bard mercenary group, he felt that there must be a misunderstanding in it, he thought that it would be okay to talk to Duye Sam and clear the misunderstanding, who knew that Duye Sam would not give him a chance at all.

In fact, Duye Sam saw that Cromwell was embarrassed by Moshinko on the street, so he took it for granted that there might be a disagreement within the mercenary guild, but after a few words of temptation, Cromwell revealed that he was not on anyone's orders, but ignorant, in this case, Duye Sam was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"What's going on?" Gibran, who was walking in front, noticed that something was wrong behind him, and rushed over with the members of the Red Spearhead.

Cromwell's face had turned iron-blue, he could hardly believe his eyes, the Reaper, the Red Spear, and the Dragon's Bard mercenary group were all helping this guy in front of him?! If he was afraid, he was not afraid of Duye Sam and Winston, the former was a good man, and the latter acted squarely, he could find other ways to deal with it, but Gibran was different, anyone who mentioned Gibran would think of those eight words, acting ruthlessly, and he would repay him! With Gibran intervening, no matter how the matter was dealt with in the end, there would be no good fruit for him to eat! In other words, unless Gibran is satisfied, he will wait to be stabbed.

"Lord Gibran!" Cromwell grinned, "There should be some misunderstanding here." ”

"Old fellow, why didn't you say there was a misunderstanding just now? Wait until Lao Tzu's brothers have come over, and now say that there is a misunderstanding...... Isn't it too late?" Moshinko sneered.

"Did this guy mess with you?" Gibran said softly, "He...... It's supposed to be the Mercenary Guild, right?"

"What? are you scared?" Moshinko squinted at Gibran.

"Afraid?" Gibran smiled, a glance drifted over, Hayden and Charles staggered forward and joined the encirclement, Edvina was carelessly stroking the longbow, the hostility of the members of the Red Spearhead was already very obvious.

Cromwell's heart sank suddenly, he could see that the relationship between Gibran and the big man was equal, their conversation was very casual, and it was certainly not easy to win Gibran's attention, this time, he was considered to have stabbed a hornet's nest!

A moment ago, Cromwell's subordinates were still holding bright long swords, but now they have become more honest than the other, the long sword has long been sheathed, what are you kidding, surrounded by so many high-level mercenaries, the long sword has a fart use?

Winston and Duye Sam walked out of the restaurant one after another, and Duye Sam smiled at Han Jin: "Lord Raphael, where are you going?"

"I heard that the caravan from Cold Cinema City is coming, let's go see the excitement. Han Jin said with a smile.

"It just so happens that we want to go too, let's go together. ”

"Okay. ”

Duye Sam turned his head and saw that the two sides were still facing each other, and couldn't help frowning: "This is how you fight? Like a man, be happy! I don't want to stand here in a daze with you all the time." "In fact, Duye Sam is indeed a good man, the key is whether the other party has the qualifications to make him a good person, this has little to do with strength, even if Cromwell is just a civilian, Duye Sam will not deliberately bully him, what happened downstairs has been clearly seen by the mercenaries of the dragon bard, if Moxinko didn't make a move, they would have rushed down to save people.

Cromwell, like his men, put his sword back into its sheath, his eyes were cold, and his body was straight, and in this situation, he could only use indifference to maintain his self-esteem. However, the indifference he forced to make was immediately shattered by the oncoming fists, and the nose was hit, and anyone's expression would become distorted!

A group of eighth-order, ninth-order, and even tenth-order powerhouses actually used their fists to fight, or even group fights, which is also a strange story! And their expressions are very unserious, giggling, just like children playing games, Cromwell has been knocked down, he doesn't dare to release his fighting spirit to protect himself, he can only try his best to protect his head, let people punch and kick, like that, more pitiful than the girl who was beaten just now, but no one sympathizes with him, Tang Sai's voice' Uncle', full of joy in a desperate situation, also exposes their relationship.

Mo Xinke was not idle, and directly found Tang Sai, and a few old punches smashed Tang Sai into the snow again.

Cromwell's men were fine, but of course, they didn't dare to do much, so they could only stand there dumbfounded. A group of tigers playing with a lamb, what can they do? Not to mention that they are also sheep, even if they are wolves, they have to stay away!

"Alright!" Duye Sam said: "Since people can't fight back and scold back, let's not bully people too much, forget it!"

Those mercenaries also felt that it was not a big deal, and they stopped their hands, Cromwell was still curled up in the snow, it stands to reason that he should use his eyes to express his anger at this time, instead of shrinking his head like a turtle, but he really didn't dare, as far as he knew, there were at least a dozen unknown murders related to Gibran, and it could even be said that they knew, and many mercenaries also knew, that Gibran did it! But there was no direct evidence, and in the end he had to stop it, if he showed a little hatred, God knows if Gibran would let him go!

"Send this girl back, Saseo. Han Jin said slowly.

Saseou was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Han Jin meant, the other party suffered this kind of humiliation, and did not dare to seek revenge from them, and it was likely that the target would be shifted to the girl, Han Jin was expressing his position and warning the other party.

"Okay. Saseo smiled.

The girl was already so frightened that she could not have dreamed that she would make such a fuss that Saseo was talking to her beside her, and she did not react at all.

Everyone left the humiliated Cromwell, and after walking about thirty meters, Gibran suddenly stopped: "Qi Fanke." ”

"Lord Gibran, you called me?"

"You go and follow him. ”

Qi Fanke's eyes glanced at Han Jin, he was not Gibran's person, this matter was related to who he was loyal to, and he couldn't be careless.

Han Jin hesitated for a moment and nodded, Duye Sam sighed lightly, but he didn't say anything, the idle and boring mercenaries dared to evaluate him behind his back, but no one dared to gossip about Gibran, because Gibran is a person who likes to walk in the dark, and he also likes to use shady means to completely solve troubles. It's just that after such a fuss today, the relationship between him and Han Jin has obviously warmed up, and it is very stupid to come forward to block Gibran and destroy the harmonious atmosphere.

(To be continued)