Huttonmar Central Street, Moonlight Tavern....

The tavern looks like a small house from the outside, but once inside, it suddenly opens up.

The first is a standard circular bar with a wine cabinet filled with a variety of fine wines and dozens of wooden barrels for beer on the floor.

On the left half of the bar is a place to drink and chat.

Half of the side was a large ring, and there were already more than a dozen players waiting under the ring at this time.

There is a lively ring match tonight, and there is an urgent need for manpower, and the proprietress will not let Tifa go, so she can only stay and finish the work of the tavern first.

Originally, Zi Feile was still a little angry, whose boss is so black-hearted, and employees are not allowed to voluntarily give up today's salary and ask for leave.

At that time, he followed Tifa to the tavern, intending to ask for an explanation.

But when he learned that it was the Moonlight Tavern, he wisely chose to shut up.

"Yo~ This wine is awesome, especially the ice that benefits in seconds, it is simply the best Arad wine!"

Seeing that Sosia was staring at him with a smile, Zifeile was uncomfortable, so he could only raise his wine glass and lick his face and brag indiscriminately.

"I invited you for this cup, after all, it's a friend of Tifa Jr.~"

The pronunciation of the word friend is particularly heavy.

Sosia held her pipe and elegantly spat out a smoke ring, and her amorous appearance made the drunkards drool all over the place.

"Hah... Ha, thank you very much, after all, I'm just a martial artist, and I have all the money to cultivate, but I can't afford to drink such a good wine."

Zifeile swallowed hard, and felt the urge to escape.

"I knew that Tifa's proprietress was Sothia, so I wouldn't tease her!!"

At this time, he regretted a hundred regrets in his heart, regretting that he shouldn't have deliberately teased Tifa, regretting that he shouldn't have been cheap, and he had to see the legendary 'Moonlight Tavern'.

Well, now it's a dilemma!

An old man who has lived for I don't know how many years old, and his human feelings are sophisticated, and he definitely handles it properly.

This woman specified that through Tifa's expression and demeanor, she found that something was wrong, so she didn't let go.

Zi Feile took a sip of wine... Is it really good for you to stop others from getting rich like this?

"The Ring ~~~ Coming Soon ~~!!"

"Whew~~!!"

"Roar~~~!!"

With the host's subdued tone, the atmosphere in the tavern came to the first high point.

Zi Feile couldn't help but be attracted to his gaze and followed the host's voice.

The "warriors" under the ring were already eager to try, throwing off their shirts one by one, revealing their sturdy bodies.

There was only one gladiator wearing a hooded robe and a mask on his face, sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking like an old monk.

"This person is a master at a glance..."Zi Feile touched his chin and muttered to himself.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway.

Zi Feile himself is a master of "entering the Ding", so he naturally discovered the extraordinaryness of this hooded man at a glance.

Best of all, Zi Feile noticed that he still had bandages on his hands.

Interestingly, generally only fighters who rely on two-fist combat will tremble the bandage like this.

"Eh, little brother, are you also optimistic about the fan fighter?"

A fat uncle with a mouth full of wine came over.

"Huh? Fan martial artist? Zi Feile was stunned.

"That's right! I've followed him all the way from the underground arena to get here! ”

"Like his name, this man whose identity is also a mystery is super strong, it's a pity, you can't bet here!"

"Little brother, you really have a good eye!"

The uncle looked pity.

Man, I don't think so.... Zi Feile glanced at it, although he was wearing a wide robe, he didn't look like a man when he looked at his slender body.

"How can the little brother see that this man has strength? Do you often go to the underground gladiatorial arena too? The uncle took a sip of beer and asked.

"That's not true, I just think it's very imposing to wear a hood, and I'm also thinking about whether to buy one~"

Zi Feile spread his hands and said casually.

"Cut," the uncle muttered.

Fei Le didn't say nonsense at this point, he really felt that the hooded robe was very temperamental.

Don't you see that in the real world, the group of mages of the Fourth Miracle all wear hooded robes?

The gladiators who were about to go on stage were still warming up, but many of the audience couldn't wait and made a commotion.

In the chaos, several half-drunk men crackled and fought.

"Oh, it's really distressing, I've already set up the ring, why do people always have to fight off the stage? Is it because the ring is too high? ”

Sothia stood tall and trembled, holding a glass of wine and placing it on the platform beside Zi Feile.

"Anyway, shouldn't I hire a powerful guard, it's not okay to keep fighting like this, not everyone has the money to compensate for the loss of the tavern~"

As she spoke, the woman's eyes fluttered, and finally fell on Zi Feile.

You don't have to step on the horse..... Zi Feile smiled and nodded, and he was already scolding his mother in his heart.

I'm just teasing Tifa, saying that you are so short-sighted, this girl is about to be sold by her father for wine, why don't you pull it!

The eyes of the men around him were about to fall into the ditch, but after hearing Sothia's words clearly, they all shivered, lowered their heads and pretended to be dead.

It was the two local gangsters who were fighting, so don't get involved with your own ordinary people.

Seeing that Zifei was unmoved, Soxia smiled lightly: "Poor little Tifa, I was okay to leave at the beginning of the competition, but now it is estimated that I will have to clean up until midnight!" ”

"Alas, I don't know if it will affect my cultivation, I heard that late at night is a good time for martial artists to practice..."

..... Well, you've got your way, you bad-breasted woman!

Anyway, isn't this all done by your old concubine Forrest Gump?

Zi Feile can see it, this old man knows that he is not a bad person, and he is a bad taste, and he is teasing himself.

"Enough!" Zi Feile slapped the table, picked up the glass of wine and drank it all.

Then he walked briskly to the chaotic battlefield, punched a small Karami, and settled the battle in less than half a minute.

Gangsters rely on numbers and "hot weapons" to gain a foothold, and it is unrealistic to say that there are any super masters.

Then he took out the money bags of the gangsters one by one and took out a gold coin from them.

"Throw this group of people into the alley behind, ten copper coins per person!"

As the words fell, the scene fell silent for a few seconds, and then the drunkards went crazy and snatched the fainted gangsters like crazy.

The wealth is moving, ten coppers, enough for two large glasses of cold beer and extra money to buy a plate of fried beans.

After solving the gangster, Zi Feile returned to the bar with a blank face.

Bang Bang Bang!

A crisp palm, followed by a gust of fragrant wind, Sothia leaned forward, and a pair of grandiose squeezes and deformed on the bar.

"Little brother, are you interested in being a guard in the tavern, there are enough beers."

Zi Feile didn't speak, nor did he look at Sothia, his eyes moved with Tifa's busy figure.

"Well, it's really a martial artist who is dedicated to martial arts~"

Sothia shrugged, offered another glass of wine, and by the way, Tifa touched her head and stuffed a gold coin over.

"Hard work, this is an extra bonus, and I will continue to work hard tomorrow~"