Seeing Valery walking towards the door, Vika hurriedly caught up: "Do you really want to fight?" We could just go through the window from the back and just leave......"

Valery glared at him in disgust, and Vika immediately shut his mouth, and Valery said slowly:

"Why don't you fight? That Jet or something, they all invited me so sincerely. ”

The pirate's name was too long for Esther to remember.

Do you have to respond when he invites you!? There are only two of us, and so many people are watching on the other side! Vika screamed inwardly, but on the surface she just nodded and didn't say anything like running away.

Valery suddenly patted Vika on the shoulder: "I said, does he have a bounty?" ”

"Two hundred pounds."

Valery moved his finger regretfully and pushed open the door of the tavern: "Tsk, I wouldn't have promised Mr. Yan not to kill people if I had known." ”

On the streets, the afternoon sun is shining, as if butter has melted in the air.

As soon as Valery went out, he saw the welcoming group of pirates on the streets, and the crew of the "Axe" surrounded them in twos and threes, occupying the passage near the tavern, leaving no option to leave through the gate.

If Valery did escape through the window behind the tavern with Vika, it would only make Levjet even happier to ignore the two cowards and decide that they were no threat.

Now that Valery did not leave, but stood calmly surrounded by everyone, Levjet couldn't help but lick his teeth, and the expression he had boasted about to the people next to him became serious.

Valery walked straight to Levjet, who was standing in the middle: "You blocked the road. ”

"yes, so what?" Levjet held his head high, trying to make himself look even more disdainful.

Valery's calm expression contrasted sharply with him: "It's inconvenient. ”

"Hahaha! If you get down on your knees and lick my shoes, we might make a way, Valery. ”

Esther whistled in her heart, this is simply the most standard bastard villain speech, which makes her more enthusiastic about acting.

Valery raised his chin at the rest of the group, "So you're going to wait for someone else to beat me up before rushing up and making your clumsy speech?" You really wouldn't be more bale than Vika, would you? ”

Levjet glared at Vika viciously, causing Vika to retreat to the tavern door. Vika was going to rush back as soon as he saw that something was wrong, at least they didn't dare to do anything on Mr. Yan's territory, and thinking of this, Vika also glanced at Valery.

But Valery didn't even bother to look at Vika, untied his cloak, slapped it lightly, and rolled it up into a ball before throwing it into the bushes by the side of the road. The red cloak hung crumpled and writhed inconspicuously, looking as if it had been blown by the cold wind.

If someone wanted to touch it, Esther didn't care what would happen to that person.

Levjet glanced at the person next to him again: "Don't interfere, let me show you how hard his mouth can be today!" ”

The rest of the men stepped back, making way for more open space for the two men, but two of them did not put down their guns.

"Actually, I'm a good talker. Didn't you also say that for my sake, for the sake of the dead, I would not kill you? ”

When Valery said this, his eyes were extremely indifferent, and the feeling of alienation and strangeness came back to him, making Levjet faintly uncomfortable.

But this scene also reminded Levjet that when Andrew was alive, Valery's contempt and ridicule for him several times behind his back were relayed.

So Levjet no longer suppressed the anger in his heart, and raised his hand to punch him.

With a crackling fist, it slammed into Valery's face.

At the moment when Valery raised his hand, his tall body was already low, allowing the lower plate to stabilize his center of gravity, and his right leg swept out violently.

Esther didn't use her extraordinary abilities, and she was deliberately maintaining Valery's physical level at the level of "ordinary strength", rather than the level of her own real sequence.

She knew someone was watching.

Levjet's punch changed and he used his upper arm to block the blow. After perceiving that the other party's strength was far from being so great, Levjet even regretted it a little in his heart, and he could completely endure this strength.

It seems that Valery is just a fluke, and he has not become an extraordinary person at all, otherwise how dare he hide himself in such a hand-to-hand fight?

So Levjet's next punch came faster, he wanted to smash that indifferent face and make Valery look painful!

The blow was dodged by his head, and Levjet's fist turned into a smash, and Valery raised his hands and grabbed his opponent's arm.

Valery began to fall into a cycle of evasion and defense, and it seemed that he was fighting Levjet more hard, and he was completely lost in the eyes of others.

Esther's gaze shifted slightly, sweeping over Levjet's body.

"Decryption scholars", see the subtle knowledge, use observation and logic to shatter all appearances, and see through deeper flaws.

With fast punches, quick reflexes, and much stronger physical fitness than ordinary people, he is an extraordinary person who strengthens hand-to-hand combat. He barely defended his flanks, and even deliberately showed me to lead me there, wearing something special? He tends to go first with his right hand, and although his left hand is slow, he is prepared for defense and confrontation in advance.

Previously, he was cautious about his leg attacks, and when he raised his leg, his center of gravity shifted left and right, and his left leg had a weak point of a dark injury. Breathing too heavily and his eyes were bloodshot, he had been provoked into anger by my dodge at the right moment, which would make him lose his composure in judging the situation.

Why does he keep trying to punch me in the face? What's wrong? Eat one's heart out? Valery isn't good-looking, either.

Under Esther's control, Valery's body was covered in flaws, but it was not hurt in the slightest, and Levjet's fists, elbows, and flicks all landed in the air.

Levjet threw several punches in a row, and the style of the punch was almost slashing, but it was the last moment. Once faced with the most dangerous attack, the loach-like Valery would dodge in a variety of positions, each time a little bit worse.

The sailors around were shouting and heckling, and it seemed to them that Levjet would soon be able to thump Valery to the ground. Vika stood at the edge of the tavern and looked nervously, his hand pressed to the gun at his waist, and then looked away worriedly.

Even though Valery was being pressed and beaten in the eyes of others, Levjet became more and more angry, and he realized that he was the one who was being teased.

"Be serious with me! Dog stuff! Levjet grabbed Valery's arm with his right hand and pressed down hard, and the fist in his left hand still beckoned to Valery's face with the sound of breaking wind.

Levjet heard Valery's calm and indifferent response:

"Okay, as you wish."

The people who watched the excitement should have seen it almost the same.

Valery suddenly broke free of his right hand, knelt on the ground, centered on his waist, and bent his whole body under the crook of Levjet's arm at an angle that was almost half folded backwards.

Levjet's fists fell wildly, almost smashing Valery's arm, but he could only rest on Valery's raised arm.

The next moment, a piercing pain came from Levjet's leg, and his frantic eyes finally regained a trace of clarity. The leg was kicked with precision in the position of the gunshot wound that had been left through the leg.

The sudden throbbing pain in the muscles made Levjet's left leg weak, and he could no longer support his fist, and his whole body was crooked downward.

Valery didn't back down this time, but grabbed Levjet by the shoulders before he could react.

Valery bounced his half-bent legs and threw him straight over the shoulder, causing Levjet's back to smash on the ground.

Levjet's reaction was not slow, and he subconsciously rolled on the spot.

But Valery was chasing at a speed comparable to his, and even at this moment, it was faintly faster.

Valery's eyes were cracked by the elbow blow that landed on Valery's chest and abdomen, and the sound of his ribs breaking and the intense concussion of his organs prompted him to open his mouth and cough up a mouthful of blood.

Levjet suddenly realized that the other party had never done his best, and he didn't plan to fight him more seriously.

He provoked, the other party fought, and now he is lying on the ground.

When Valery shook his arms and got up, his expression was still so indifferent, and his arms under his cuffs were already bruised.

Bearing such an attack from Evjet, the arm of an ordinary person should have broken a long time ago, but Valery did not react - as if it was not him who took those fists.

Not him?

Levjet's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at Valery's expression: "You, you do ......"

As if Valery knew what he was thinking, he bared his teeth, and the gentle smile that had never appeared on Valery's face before under his eyes squatted down next to Levjet's head and lowered his voice:

"I told you, 'Maybe we're dead too?'"

What clung to Levjet's brain harder than pain was fear.

Valery stood up and looked around at the group of pirates, several of them were pointing guns at him, Valery raised his arms and made a downward gesture: "For Andrew's sake, I won't kill him!" ”

Then Valery suddenly showed a very bright smile: "But you can also remember - your new captain, a traitor who can't wait to enjoy power, but doesn't dare to face the old one, can fall!" ”

"A traitor", then anyone can betray him.

Levjet's face turned white to red, eventually becoming paler, and his breathing became more intense from anger, causing him to cough up more blood foam.

Valery walked over to the bushes and grabbed the red cloak and tied it back on his shoulders.

Out of the corner of his eye, he observed the alley on the side of the tavern, where the figure who had been following Vika and Valery for hours had snuck away from the scene.

By the window of the tavern, Mr. Yan still had the glass of wine in his hand, and when he saw Valery's eyes turned, he raised his glass to him again. There was no appreciation and recognition in Mr. Yan's eyes, but more of a complex cold light.

His eyesight was much better than that of the pirates, and he could easily see Valery's ease of movement. But Mr. Goose didn't like Valery's performance, including the words that planted ambition for the mediocrity at the end.

Levjet's arrogance will not last long, and he will always live in suspicion of those around him.

Whatever Valery is now, it makes Mr. Yan more and more vigilant.

Valery pulled up the hood of the red cloak and let his face sink into shadows: "Vika, it's time for us to go. ”

"Oh, oh, here!"