This place reminds me of the slums of Lordaeron, but at least it's not so damp and filthy in Lordaeron.

The boy stopped at the entrance of the alley, and he stood there, looking back at me with a blank expression. There is no joy or sorrow, no emotion, and at just a few years old, I feel like I am already old and decrepit and like a puppet.

He's seducing me, and there's going to be nothing good ahead. I can't say how much I was scared, but the most serious thing was to kill a few thugs or rob my beggars...... However, that doesn't seem to be very good.

My hand gently touched the dagger at my waist, hum! They know it's easier to steal money than to steal it.

I walked up anyway, and when I was still a dozen steps away from him, he turned around and ran again.

Pursue? Pursue!

Rushing out of the alley, a building resembling an inn and tavern appeared in front of me, and several people stood in front of the door of the small three-story building.

When the kid rushed over, the four or five men turned their faces.

I slowed down until I stopped. The faces and expressions of those people can be seen by anyone, and they are not good.

The boy had slipped into the building and vanished. A few of them just stared at me, and I stared at them. It's embarrassing.

"I want to talk to that kid." I say.

They didn't speak, they tilted their heads and stared at me. Looks like these guys are going to make a game with me...... Damn it......

Looking at the posture of a few of them, I can't get in. There is no difference between not messing with them and messing with them. So I went straight up.

The one at the front stretched out his hand! When he stretched out his hand and was about to push my shoulder, I leaned to the left, clamped his wrist directly with both hands, and put it inside, only to see that the guy's wrist hurt, and his body sank down. Without hesitation, I kicked between his open legs.

He jumped to his feet, then fell to his knees.

I don't know what it's like to kick and smash, and I've never tried to kick anyone.

The four people around them pounced in an instant.

I stepped back, and a slalom kick landed firmly on the ribs of the guy on the left. The guy collapsed clutching his ribs. But that's when my sleeve was grabbed. Originally, the man in the middle was directly at me.

The lightest result of being caught by them was a few blows on the face and body, so I shook my arm hard, and I decisively stepped back. Gritted his teeth, but finally didn't take out the dagger. Before the other party has a bright iron weapon, I will not give in to draw the knife.

One of the guys who came up opened his two big hands to grab my clothes, and I took a step back with my right leg and kicked him inside the knee with all my might.

It was too late, I had already ripped my sleeves from the man on the right, who was holding my clothes with both hands, and the guy on the left raised his fist and hammered it into my face.

Raising his left hand was a fight, stretching out his fist. At that moment, the guy who was tearing my sleeve had already attached it, and I leaned slightly, raised my right foot, and kicked it towards his ankle.

The guy on the right who was tearing my clothes spread his hand.

The guy on the left seems to just want to tear my clothes close to me and fight with me, the three have already fallen down, this one is not a problem at all, when I threw him out with an over-the-shoulder fall, and after another fall, he is very obedient and very sensible and no longer struggles.

"Although exercising early in the morning is good for your health, this kind of group training behavior will be changed in the future!" I said and went into the filthy building.

I've never hated the sun, even in the summer I don't complain about it, but I hate the dark, gloomy day. And this building is eerily similar to the one in Lordaeron that year. But there are many people in this...... There should be a lot of drunks.

There was a man sitting in the seat directly opposite. That guy. Wearing a leather vest. Vest above. Hung with all sorts of strange decorations.

In front of his tall chair. That is, inside the hall. That's it. A couple of long tables. Lying on the long table. Sleeping people. Drunk people lay under the table. Lying on the ground.

I frowned. The man sat up and stared at me. Silent. The guy shouldn't be drunk. I thought to myself.

"You're in the wrong place, stranger."

"I'm sure I didn't go wrong." I answered him head-on.

"Do you know what this place is?" His tone was very arrogant.

"No, I don't know, and I don't want to know. I just want to get my money back. I straightened my chest and said loudly.

"Why is your money with me?" He squeezed a hard squeeze out of his throat.

"A little boy stole my wallet at the market, and I chased it here. He just entered the building, and I'm still looking for him. ”

"I don't know if what you say is true or false, but one thing you have to understand is that since the money is in this house, it is mine."

The last sentence he accentuated.

"Huh." I let out a grunt in my throat.

"You don't seem to understand where you are now. Stranger," he said, picking up a cane leaning next to his seat. Then he poked hard at the uneven wooden floor. "I've heard my grandmother say that recklessness is only one step away from being brave. Then tell me, do you think you are brave or reckless now? ”

"Brave." I uttered the word without thinking.

He let out a loud snort from his nose. "Looks like you're not in the right mind!"

I didn't answer, just looked at him coldly.

", the farther away the better." As he spoke, he stabbed the ground a few more times with his cane.

"If this matter is settled, wouldn't I be very shameless."

"If you don't settle this matter, you're not just losing face." This black chubby guy said it very easily. "Listening to your accent, you don't look like a local either. I've forgiven you twice, twice for being rude to me. Before I get angry, you'd better get out of my sight right away. He leaned over and stared at me with slanted eyes.

I swept around, and in addition to the drunks who had woken up from the ground, a bunch of guys had come out of the room.

So I consciously raised my eyebrows and turned to leave, but just as I was about to turn around, a small head appeared behind the guy's stool.

I remember that face, but at this time, the hero does not suffer the loss in front of him. So I gave the kid a meaningful look and prepared to leave the house.

"Wait!" The guy suddenly raised his voice. "You injured those people outside, right?"

I glanced at him and said, "That's right. ”

"Then you're in trouble today." The pesky fat man slowly spat out the words.

"Are you going to blackmail me?" As he spoke, I touched my hand to my waist.

"It's not me blackmailing you, it's you who caused the harm and you have to pay compensation." His squinted eyes made me feel sick.

"Since I dare to come, I'm not afraid that you won't let me go." I said and turned and strode away.

I heard footsteps, chaotic running footsteps. So I ran away. Actually, I don't want to make a big deal about it, don't think I'm coming to this place. From time to time, they seek supplies and recruit crews, rather than getting into trouble with this group of hooligans.

It wasn't hard to get rid of the hooligans, and I easily climbed onto the roof to avoid them. Returning to the tavern, the morning was not pleasant at all. And the crew in the snuggled tavern snuggled up to the tavern floor.

Sitting next to the bar, the bartender seemed to see that I was in a bad mood. So he didn't speak, just silently brewed a cup of tequila and pushed it in front of me.

"Give yours and try my craft." The bartender smiled at me.

Watch the red liquid swirl in the crystal clear wine glass, as if accompanied by something like oil.

"I have a nice name for this wine, and it tastes so good that it can put you in a beautiful mood all day long."

"What's it called?" I brought the glass to my nose and sniffed it. A distinctly spicy taste, a spicy smell that seems to be mixed with onions that want to make people cry.

"Scarlet Dawn." The bartender gestured. "Taste, taste."

I took a sip of wine, and instantly felt like the Heavenly Spirit Cover was about to be blown away. The sensation went from the tip of my tongue to my throat and from the roof of my mouth to my nostrils.

"Hey, don't throw up! Oh, my God! The bartender screamed and quickly pulled the rag over. But I held back.

"The taste of this wine is very strange, like the sea." He said softly, then gestured with his hand. "Relax and try to take a slow, deep breath. Yes, you did the right thing. "He's telling me how to drink.

"I swear! Now you have at least five or six sensations in your mouth. ”

"It's the hardest drink I've ever had." I stuck out my tongue to relieve the numbness on my tongue.

But this is one of the things that most sailors praised. I promise you'll miss the smell tomorrow morning. He swore by it.

I scraped my tongue with my tongue and the numbness continued. "I went this morning, the sailor's street you were talking about."

"You must be upset that someone stole that place." He immediately revealed the reason why I was unhappy.

I didn't contradict him, and I didn't admit it. He opened the conversation, "It's normal to be stolen in that place, you don't need to look for it if you lose it, you can't find it back, the vast majority of foreigners have lost things in that place." Please don't be sad. ”

"Who are they?"

"The Bone Carvings." He said.

"If it's not ......," I said, gritting my teeth.

"No ifs, don't worry about the lost money, at least you're still alive now, and you're still sitting in this place safely drinking, God has blessed you."

"Are these people so vicious?" I asked curiously.

"This city belongs to the king by day and to them by night."

"Then I lost it during the day, just now." I'm going to argue with him.

"In that place where you lost your money, day and night belong to them. I told you yesterday about the area around Mariner Street, and I forgot to tell you that it wasn't very peaceful. He pursed his lips as he spoke.

"I don't see sailors in this place." I finally remembered that the business was not done at all.

"If it is close to twelve o'clock at noon, and from twelve o'clock at noon until dusk in the afternoon. You'll find theirs. But sir, the best sailors are not there, I have already told you. ”

"Tell me, what kind of sailor can you introduce me?" I squinted at him.

"No, it's not me, it's him." Kubo looked up into my right back corner.

"Hey, Donald!" He yelled at it and waved his hand. "He can provide you with everything you need." The bartender said to me with a smile.