128 Men will fight

After confirming that the footsteps made by the other party had indeed gone away, and glancing at Dai Lian as if there was a contemplative appearance, Gong Yancai's tone was confused as if she was muttering to herself, "Why did she teach me?" ”

"Discord!" Dai Lian's eyes flashed with divine light, so determined, "Hit the grass and scare the snake!" She might be suspicious of us! ”

As a thief, Dai Lian was a little panicked when he saw these two people, but he felt that he was perfectly disguised, and there shouldn't be a big problem.

I just don't know if the swallow has shown any flaws, and he can't know how the swallow behaves under too weak light conditions.

But the swallow is very smart, and it should be easy to understand.

Dai Lian pinched his chin and analyzed rationally, "The NPCs in this world have no concept of our player identity, and in her eyes, we are just members of a small force in the dark street...... Although this is also true. If, under normal circumstances, our forces choose to oppose the arbitration, and she teaches you these techniques for free, you will undoubtedly be suspicious of the organization. In the end, there may be some contradictions, and some clues will be given to you. But ......"

"Don't worry about swallows."

It can only be said that these NPCs understand people's hearts, but they don't understand players.

It doesn't matter if it's a hook or bait, take it all!

As for the adults...... Don't say that adults can't find it, even if adults find out, so what?

Wen Jie's precedent is in the past, and the adults obviously don't care at all about the people in the organization going to people from other forces to steal teachers.

All you can learn is ability.

Before, Dai Lian was still a little skeptical about why the adults had such strong confidence in the members of their own organization, as if they would not defect after a long time in other organizations, and their ideals were a little naΓ―ve.

After the things of the rat people, I found out that where the adults have confidence in the members of the organization, they have confidence in themselves.

[No need to be self-sacrificing, I can bear the consequences of all your choices.] ]

That back was unbelievably magnificent.

This suffocating royal charm is the source of his self-confidence.

"Let's go, go on, when they don't exist." Dai Lian cleaned up the mess and checked and filled in the gaps.

Some of the rats injured by Franka are still struggling a little bit, and they may bleed to death if they don't care about it, but the human head is not their own, and it is definitely a waste.

[Hit the target with melee attacks, combat mastery experience +4.] 】

[At the end of the battle, gain 3 points of combat experience.] 】

[You killed a plague rat, and the "Side Quest - Clearing the Rats" progress is 15/100.] 】

Pick up a few knives ~ hee-hee.

Just now, Yanzi followed the other party to kill, and the progress is estimated to have thrown himself off a lot, so he has to hurry up and keep up.

Gong Yan seems to have just come out of the confusion of the emergency, "Also, no matter her, let's continue to ......"

"That's it, hurry up and complete the task, I still want to see Kuang Xin boxing......"

The underground black fist is not a good place to get along with when he hears it, he is afraid that Kuang Xin will be sold and help others count the money......

……

"Squeak squeak~" A group of plague rats huddled together in the depths of the dark sewers, and the scene of wriggling and interweaving was enough to frighten some children who were not very daring.

The "king" is gone......

The "king" abandoned them!

They need a new "king"!

The body of a plague rat with black and hard fur slowly stood upright, and quietly stood up from the chaotic rat colony, like a sea tide reef, standing and shaking......

……

In the hazy night, the woman made her last move, "Hans, you see, people don't get better physical because they get older, and they don't feel more flexible with their hands and feet...... You're old, don't learn from the reckless aggressiveness of the young lads. ”

"Got it, got it...... I'm just going to check it out. Old Hans was a little impatient, "Doesn't this have some money in hand...... I'll see if I can give it a try. ”

"Whatever you want...... Anyway, you were deceived by your black heart, and it is good to export it. ”

"What is black-hearted and not black-hearted, don't say it so ugly, you don't know about it. Okay, I'm leaving, you sleep by yourself and don't wait for me. ”

"Got it......" the woman grumbled, and the moment she closed the door, she swept around suspiciously, "it's getting colder......

Lying on the bed and hesitating for a moment, the woman groped her way up and lit the grease lamp on the table.

The shadow of the woman reflected on the wall under the flickering of the yellow flames, and wisps of smoke drifted on the shadows.

"Leave him a lamp...... "The woman slept peacefully.

……

The Underground Black Fist is not underground, but in a solid concrete building.

After years of urban development and change, some of the buildings that were originally ambitious to be built outside were abandoned before they were opened, and slowly retreated back into the city like human ambition.

The harsh music of heavy metals forcibly stimulates the body's hormone secretion, and the sound of the explosion shakes the eardrum almost burst.

The most primitive impact causes the most primitive stimulation, and people who are bored and boring in life also need a little impact to shake the heart that has long been dead.

They did not have the courage to set foot on the battlefield, and could only find a little proof of their life in the hustle and bustle of the people.

The old steps step into the dusty concrete floor, and the rotten heart is accompanied by a heavy bass fierce agitation.

Holding the hundred black water coins in his arms tightly, it seemed to be a gift from God to his poor life in this life.

So that when he is old and decrepit, he can once again regain the passionate impulse of his youth.

Money is a man's guts.

I don't know why, the moment he got the money from that kid at that time, his body seemed to awaken together.

Like the bravest warrior, his physical strength grows without limits in his body, longing for blood and the glory of battle.

Be a fool who challenges the windmills! Recklessness is closer to courage than cowardice!

Guys are going to fight!

Entering the lively crowd, excited hormones filled the air with beads of sweat, smelling the smell of sweat, fox odor, and wine mixed together, old Hans's eyes were bloodshot and red with excitement.

Finding a position where he could squeeze his head out, a pair of cloudy eyes looked through the huge hole in the iron mesh at the duel that was taking place on the field.

The two macho men with knotted muscles waved, blood flowing from their noses and swollen faces.

The bright red liquid stimulates the nerves of the person, and the tyrannical desires can only be vented through the younger flesh.

Gentlemen have to bet!

"It's already underway! Bets are prohibited. ”

β€œtui!” Old Hans clutched the 100 black water coins in his arms and spat at the other party's back.

"Hmm...... Well? As he walked away, he glanced around, and there seemed to be a familiar figure in front of the relatively quiet registration desk.

Is that the ...... Big fool?

(End of chapter)