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"You should really go and see it the day before yesterday, it's called a sea of people...... Especially when the second prince appeared, I couldn't help but follow that kind of cry - hey, boy!

A ten-year-old boy holding a bag full of potatoes squeezed past the fat and vicious Edmund with a bitter face.

Edmund snorted, turned around and continued to fiddle with the food on the plate: "Hehe, you don't know, the new prince's name is Tails, and he has the exact same name as the little black-haired villain who used to come to rub things around...... Boy, what are you going back to, what does His Royal Highness have to do with you, keep working!"

"I heard that the flowery Kessel was going to take his life and go to Exeter to make peace—the market was full of people talking about it today, and everyone was indignant, saying that the lords of the stars were all wretched, and that they could not protect the country, and that the royal family had sacrificed too much for the stars...... I'm bah, it's the Bright Star Royal Family that has been out of the madman, don't you know, twelve years ago, I was in front of the palace gate......"

In front of Edmund, a young girl in tight trousers and a sleeveless jacket, boredly playing with her short brown hair, was lying at the delivery window between the front desk and the back kitchen, looking loveless.

I saw this neat and sassy brown-haired girl, twitching her face, gritting her teeth and saying:

"I say, before you break it to pieces - do you want to give me that plate of steak!"

Edmund looked up, a look of rage.

He looked at Yala Saliton, the barmaid at Sunset Bar, and pushed the steak in his hand hard.

Yara turned and handed the steak to the timid little girl with a scar on her face outside the front desk.

Edmund snorted behind him, "What kind of attitude! Uncle just wants to talk to you for a little time...... Enlighten and enlighten you, so that you can forget the green-skinned man with the golden retriever......"

Yala rolled her eyes violently, her delicate face elongated like the surface of a pen, turned her head, and replied in a vicious voice:

"Dead fat, you're going to talk about it again -- I'll give you the ...... of your dreams."

"Eh, eh!" the chubby cook Edmond's face suddenly changed, raised his chubby hand, and slapped it twice on the delivery window:

"If you don't agree with each other, you're going to turn your face? I'm just concerned about the love process of my lovely niece, you know, the most important thing for two people is to have a common language, if a gangster bartender and a police officer are mixed up......"

Yara, who couldn't bear it anymore, punched the bar!

"Everyone, listen up!"

Yala said in a gruff voice, drawing the eyes of all the drinkers:

"My uncle, who is still single at the age of forty-one, and the cook at the Sunset Bar, Edmund Skelch, the woman I love most in my life is ......"

At that moment, Edmund inhaled sharply like a pet cat!

Before Yala could blow out the name, the fat cook roared with the greatest strength of his life:

"Stop!"

Yala closed her mouth and looked at him with disdain.

She said disdainfully: "Single dog, coward, unrequited love." ”

Edmund glared at his niece and said:

"That...... The potatoes are gone, I'm going to restock......"

Sinti, who had come in with a bag full of potatoes, watched with a puzzled look as Edmund ran away and left the back kitchen.

Potato...... No, what am I carrying......

At this moment, a boy with a strip of cloth wrapped in his right hand stumbled and ran in with a panicked face!

"He-they-they-they're coming!"

Ryan slammed into the bar with a bruised face, his head bruised.

The poor child was hugged by the surprised Sinti.

Yara's face sank and she put down the rag in her hand.

Coria, who had just returned from delivering the meal, looked up at the gate and couldn't help but start shivering.

With a pale face, she looked at a dozen fierce black-clothed figures, unceremoniously pushed away the drinkers who were blocking the road, and slowly walked into the bar.

The noisy bar suddenly fell silent.

"Go to the back kitchen. ”

Yala reached to the side of her leg and said calmly to the three beggars.

But among the dozen or so people, two black-clothed thugs walked out, with a bad face, and blocked the door from the bar to the back kitchen.

The three beggars cowered and ducked back to Yara's side.

"What do you mean by that?"

Yala asked angrily, "This is the 'Sunset Bar'! It's not a dark street - Maurice doesn't dare to go wild here!"

But the thugs were unmoved, and walked to all corners of the bar with indifferent faces, as if they were standing guards.

A resolute thug who looks like a hard stubble, with a one-sided axe from behind.

Under the unangry and fearful gazes of several drinkers, his face was cold, and he picked up the blade of the axe with one hand.

Slash at a wine table.

"Boom!"

With tremendous force, the wine table was smashed in half and flew out!

Many drinkers clenched their heads in panic as they fended off the flying debris.

The resolute axe turned his head coldly and said in a loud voice to the others in the bar:

"Brotherhood errands, get out. ”

The drinkers in the bar recognized the identities of these people and their subordinates.

'Thunder Axe' Oschu, one of the thirteen generals of the Brotherhood.

It is the group of "hard ideas" responsible for cross-border arms smuggling.

There was a loud bang, and many people didn't hesitate to get up and leave the bar as if they were running away.

Right now!

A silver lightning flew towards Oschu at great speed!

It was a throwing knife with a strange arc.

Sunset Bar is famous for its wolf leg knife!

Oschu's face changed, and he flipped the blade of his axe, knocking the flying knife in time.

"Ding!"

But Oschu was shocked!

He was shocked to find that the throwing knife, with a strange power, vibrated and transmitted to his hand.

He couldn't help but stiffen.

Oschu gritted his teeth against the shock: What is this?

A faster slender figure was already grabbing another knife and flying towards him from the bar!

Sniper knives!

Straight down the throat!

Oschu, who was still stiff, shrank his pupils.

He couldn't avoid it.

But the expected splattering of flesh and blood did not come.

Yala gritted her teeth in disbelief as she watched as the knife she should have slashed into Oschu's throat was clutched in an iron-gloved hand.

The owner of the iron gloves is a middle-aged man with a scar on his face.

He stood on Yala's side, and at the last moment, he pinched the instant killing knife of the Saliton family!

"I still remember that as a Sariton who gave up his family heirloom career, you were just a useless mortal," the middle-aged man of Scar said indifferently, "If it weren't for the 'Scimitar', you wouldn't even have a chance to be a bartender here - the Brotherhood doesn't take garbage." ”

"But judging from this strange shock on your knife - you have become a super-level master without realizing it," the middle-aged man let go of the blade in his hand and snorted softly: "It seems that the killing and fighting on Red Square Street has made you go one step further - sure enough, the people of the Saliton family can only refine their skills in blood." ”

Yala took a step back with an angry face, gritted her teeth, and looked at the enemy in front of her.

Damn it.

After Hongfang Street, she has obviously made such a big progress.

She's reached the super level, and she's mastered the "Shock" - but why, this guy can catch her instant kill knife!

The remaining drinkers whispered and walked away, and one of them was full of doubts and wanted to theorize something, but was immediately pulled away by a drinker who knew the depths.

They recognized the middle-aged man with a scarred face.

Among the six giants of the Brotherhood, second only to the "Uncrowned Fist" Qincha, the arms smuggling boss.

"Iron Heart" Sandara Roda.

Yala, who is also Quaid Roda's father, gritted her teeth in her heart.

The drinkers did not hesitate and immediately ran away.

"Don't wonder why I can hold your sword - there is no necessity in battle, and the so-called division of mortal and super-level is just a saying. ”

Rhoda, who looked hideous because of the scar, snorted lightly and didn't look at Yara.

Ostru looked at Yara with an angry look on his face, and thrust the axe back into his back, pulling out a seat for Rhoda.

"Because of various factors, it is normal for people of the same level to fight, but there is a one-sided crush, or a battle of different levels, but they are evenly matched. ”

Rhoda, whose face was full of scars, sat down casually on the chair, crossed her hands, and looked at the bartender who looked like she was facing a great enemy.

"When I was younger, I even saw a swordsman who was only a super-rank, and in a battle where the disparity in strength was so great that it was almost impossible to win......"

“...... Slaughtered two Extreme Realm masters. ”

What the?

Yara's pupils shrank.

Rhoda looked at Yara, who was surprised, and said with a smile: "It was the battle of fame of the person I admired the most - in the face of such a siege, such an enemy, I thought I was going to die there......"

Until he raised his sword. ”

"So, I don't believe in any absolute division of strength anymore - even the masters of the Extreme Realm can be slaughtered like pigs......"

Rhoda leaned forward, and Scar's face showed a thoughtful and serious look:

"Then my waste son, who was killed by a few beggars, what is impossible?"

Yala frowned, looked at Rhoda with a surprised expression.

He.

He's really here......

The three children behind her shrank even more.

Yala unconsciously took a step across, blocking the three children, and raised the knife in her hand.

"Now, are you sure you're going to stab me again, little girl. ”

Rhoda exhaled and smiled pleasantly.

The bartender's eyes glanced at Oschu and the dozen or so strong men around her.

She knew that this was the elite squad in the Brotherhood that specialized in arms smuggling.

She couldn't beat it.

Yala gritted her teeth and stabbed the wolf's leg knife in her right hand to the table to the side.

Damn it.

What to do?

"So, this is the prototype of the 'Scimitar'?"

The middle-aged man with scar looked at the strange arc of the wolf's leg knife, rubbed the four rings on his left hand with the iron glove in his right hand, and said slowly: "The legendary killer of the Brotherhood, because of the creativity of a little girl like you, has changed his weapon, and even changed his nickname in just a few years-what a rarity." ”

"I call it the 'wolf's leg knife'. Yara said coldly, looking like a guest.

"What does it matter, no matter how loud the name of the weapon is," Rhoda chuckled, "The key is the person who uses it - this knife can only cut meat in your hands, and in the hands of the 'Scimitar', it can break through the defenses and slaughter the last Duke of Iris in the Kingdom of Stars." ”

Yala frowned and looked at the middle-aged man with the scar in front of her.

"Let's get down to business," Yala said coldly, "the old fellow doesn't like to be disturbed by business. ”

A terrifying presence among the Big Six of the Brotherhood, Shandara Roda sneered, "You think you can scare me with a 'scimitar'?"

Yala didn't answer.

But her heart was in a pang.

The other party came prepared.

"You know, I don't usually care much about my son, a prostitute's seed, and I don't know if it's mine. ”

"Besides, he's still a piece of shit. Rhoda snorted.

"So I don't care much about his life or death," Rhoda tilted his head and moved his neck joint, "but since he took my last name, he still works in the Brotherhood." ”

"Then I can't tolerate someone using his life to challenge my authority. ”

There was a hint of cruelty in Rhoda's words.

"It is also intolerable that a person who has borne the blood debt of the Roda family has not been punished as he deserves. ”

Yala frowned.

She looked around again.

What to do?

When is Edmund coming back?

What about the old guys?

"It took me some time to track it down here. Roda said lightly.

"I broke a dozen beggars before I realized that the biggest suspects might be hiding in the Sunset Bar. ”

Rhoda's gaze panned to the three children.

Coria burst into tears.

Yala gritted her teeth, remembered Tails's words, and took a step forward and said loudly:

"They have nothing to do with your son's death! There's a missing boy who killed Quaid!"

Roda laughed, the scar on his face trembling, "I know—that's what this little imp with a severed hand said, Tails, is it? the name of the new prince...... The question is, where did he go?"

Yala took a deep breath and forced herself to forget the night on Red Square: "You shouldn't have asked me. ”

Rhoda narrowed his eyes: "Then why did you protect these three escaped beggars so closely? Sunset Bar, do you really need three beggars who can't even hold a plate to operate?"

"It's my business. Yala pursed her lips.

Unexpectedly, Luo Da actually raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Yes." ”

In Yala's confusion, she saw Sandala Roda leaning back indifferently and waving her hand to her subordinates:

"So, I guess you won't mind ......"

"Give me all these runaways?"

Before Yara could react, Rhoda's men stepped forward without hesitation.

Amid the cries and kicks of the three children, the thugs coldly separated them and carried them roughly onto their shoulders.

"Sister Yara—" Coria cried, her mouth covered by a thug.

And Sinti was clasped on her arm, grunting in pain.

Ryan just shuddered and let the thugs subdue him.

Yara's eyes widened in anger: "You-"

The emotional bartender jerks out the knife on the table!

During the change of figure, at the beginning of Hongfang Street, the bald Spin surrendered and begged for mercy with a killing knife, and resolutely struck.

Target Rhoda!

But her knife could not be handed over a foot, and she saw that Rhoda's body did not move, and her ape arm relaxed.

The Iron Glove slammed her knife down again!

As if the mamba snake had been caught, Yara's swift figure suddenly froze!

Yala looked at Rhoda with an indifferent expression in shock, and only felt that the knife in her hand seemed to be hung with a huge stone, and she had to hold it with all her strength so as not to let it go.

At this moment, the bartender's face was extremely ugly.

No way.

The Killing Knife, which is known for its speed and subtlety and dexterity, was actually ...... by him

"Don't force me, little girl," Luo Da said lightly, "It's also super rank, but when it comes to fighting, I have a hundred ways to put you down effortlessly." ”

Yala looked at it in disbelief, and the wolf leg knife in her hand was pinched and bent by Roda Sheng!

As soon as the iron glove was released, he let go of the wolf leg knife, which had been deformed.

But then an axe blade landed in front of Yara's throat.

"This time," Oschu's eyes were full of war, "you don't have a chance. ”

Yala bit her lip, looked at the enemies around her who were faintly encircled, and said angrily:

"This is the Sunset Bar!"

"You're challenging the authority of the old guy!"

Rhoda stood up coldly.

"Listen, little girl," said anger and hatred in his eyes, "I respect your name, I respect the owner of this bar—this is the reason why I didn't touch a single hair of yours, and I have released the utmost friendship and kindness, and respect for the 'Scimitar'." ”

Yala looked up reluctantly, "But you can't-"

But Roda interrupted her with a roar!

"Enough!"

Yala was stunned for a second.

I saw a hideous Rhoda walk up to her and look at her condescendingly: "Do you think I don't know, you have something to do with my son's death?"

"Hundreds of people saw him come to your bar and have your hand gone. ”

He got it?

Under the tremendous pressure, Yara's breathing accelerated.

"How he's calculated—I don't care," Rhoda exhaled and smirked, "I only intend to dispose of everyone involved in his death." ”

The struggles and kicks of the three children continued, but they were gradually weakened.

Rhoda's scarred face twitched, and he said in horror, "Therefore, I have been very lenient with you, little girl, you should go and see that Nar Rick!"

"For him, Lancer had all the good things to say. ”

Yara's heart was shocked.

Rick?

"So, for the sake of the old friend's face," Rhoda straightened his clothes and smiled hideously:

"I just gouged out one of his eyes and wasted one of his hands. ”

Rhoda's tone returned to indifference.

"Rest assured, I'm not a homicidal maniac, and I'm not a sadist. ”

"It's just that there is some authority to maintain. ”

Yara hung her head, bitter in her heart.

What to do?

I can't do anything.

If you're here, smart little imp.

What would you do?

"Keep doing business, and I'll compensate for the damage here. ”

Rhoda turned around disapprovingly, stepped over a mess of bars, and walked out the door.

"Say hello to Lord Anti-Scimitar on my behalf. ”

Oschu looked at the mess of tables and chairs on the floor, and dropped a money bag unconcernedly.

"You're very powerful," Thunder Axe said with a cold face, "but I'll definitely be stronger than you." ”

The crowd was far away.

Yara stared blankly at their backs.

Only the three children were left in the air, crying and struggling.

Yala clenched her fists and looked at the wolf-leg knife in her hand.

Her face struggled.

The hand holding the knife began to tremble.

The children's voices faded and became quieter until they disappeared.

Yala bowed her head deeply.

"Dangchang!"

The wolf's leg knife fell weakly.

The barmaid at the Sunset Bar has a weak knee.

She fell to her knees in the mess that covered the ground.

"Yala Saliton. ”

The bartender trembled and muttered to himself weakly.

"You're terrible. ”

Yala closed her eyes tightly.

She almost gritted her teeth in her mouth.

A few tears, sliding down her cheeks.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, little ghost.

Tears fell to the ground.

I couldn't......

Didn't ......

Protect them......