"Go home. ”

Hearing Tails' words, and looking at his figure again, Oschu burst into a sneer without hesitation.

"Not many people are qualified to make a home here, boy. ”

Behind him, the clad Brotherhood thugs, tied in black silk, sneered as they stared at the three people trapped at the fork in the alleyway.

You don't know.

Tails smiled, unhurried.

As if he hadn't seen Oschu, he looked straight behind him:

"Where's your leader?"

"I want to talk to him. ”

Thunder Axe's smile closed.

"Temple...... Wya?" Gloover looked worried.

What is this prince going to do?

"Ahh

Like the Northland, to save the world?

I saw Tails turn around and grin:

"Visiting friends. ”

"Don't use fireworks, just protect me. ”

Cohen and Gloover were stunned at the same time.

"I'm leading here. ”

Oschu's eyes grew more and more unkind as he looked at Tails.

"Just talk to me," he said, shaking the axe in his hand.

"Or follow it. ”

Tails sighed, and was about to answer when hurried footsteps rang out in the alleyway.

"That's them!"

Several figures squeezed through the ranks of the thugs and came to the side of the leader, Ostru, whom Tails recognized as the Brotherhood "Sleepless" who had previously taken pictures on Red Square Street, and chased them all the way to Redmore at the Leia Clubhouse.

"I remember them," Redmore gasped, pointing to the three:

"Especially the big guy with a stiff face!"

Glaufo exhaled unpleasantly.

"Do we know him?" said Cohen, looking back in confusion, and asked Tails and Glofo:

"Also, do I look stiff?"

Glovor's face was even worse.

"Are you sure it's them?"

Auschu was a little unhappy with Redmore, who suddenly intervened in the line and interrupted him:

"There are so many of us who are going to fight with the red turbans, but don't delay the opportunity for a few small fish. ”

But in the ranks of the Brotherhood, Leyoke on the other side spoke quietly:

"Redmore is the 'sleepless,' and he can't be mistaken. ”

Oschu glanced at Lejok disapprovingly.

"That's right, it's them!" Redmore gasped, straightened up, and gritted his teeth:

"When they were on Red Square Street, they sneakily hid outside the 'One Night Encounter' and watched, then fled into the realm of the Blood Bottle Gang, and now here they are...... They definitely have a problem!"

"Damn," Cohen blinked, his voice lowered with a slight surprise:

"How did he know we were from Red Square?"

Grove sneered, and replied to him in a rough voice:

"Because you look like a prostitute. ”

Cohen first looked ignorant, and then his expression was angry,

Tails turned his eyes and observed almost everyone in the room.

"We're still busy, so the three of you. ”

Oschu swung his axe and said aloud:

"Do you raise your hands and surrender and confess, or wait for us-"

"I said it!"

Tails suddenly spoke in a long voice, so that everyone here could hear it clearly:

"Your level is not enough, let the leader come and talk to me!"

The interrupted Oschu looked cold.

He glanced around, and the whispering Brotherhood thugs fell silent again.

"Every year, there are always aristocratic young masters who are used to calling and drinking, who are idle, pretentious, and want to learn the stage plays, disguise themselves and pay private visits, and come to this magical place to see. ”

Ostru coldly looked at Tails, who looked the youngest, but was clearly the leader of the trio:

"Just to see how miserable we are, and then feel how good we are. ”

His words made many thugs look jealous.

Thunder Axe's tone changed, and he turned into a cruel smile:

"Until they see how well we are doing and how bad they are doing. ”

Between the tensions, Grove felt the hostility of the surrounding crowd becoming more and more obvious, and couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Enough. ”

Adrianza, the "steel cone" in the Brotherhood team, drew a mace and spoke coldly:

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it!"

Opposite him, Cohen pulled the load-bearing sword out of its scabbard and waited for it.

"Everyone!"

Tails had to cough heavily.

"Are we really going to do that?"

He exhaled and glanced at the dense crowd of enemies around him.

Not bad.

Nearly enough to catch up with the murderous Sword of Calamity, the majestic Rumba Army, or the surging Orc Siege of the Black Tide.

"To be honest, I'm past my age. ”

Tails said helplessly.

Oschu frowned, but his eyes kept looking at the team that was listening to the order, calculating the timing of the pack.

I saw the young man spread out his hands, ignoring the fierce eyes of countless people in front of him.

"I said, I'm really past the age of showing some identity or showing some strength, and then pretending to be profound in the exclamation, scaring the enemy into a fart, and letting passers-by blindly make up for me to be an invincible and strong man to worship and get self-esteem, pleasure and a sense of existence from it. ”

Cohen and Glofo looked at each other.

"So, come on, I don't want to do that," Tails noticing more and more thugs quietly moving behind them:

"I'm not interested in that. ”

Croover and Cohen turned their feet, expanding their defense zone and being alert to movement around them.

"Oh, so what kind of noble young master with extraordinary status are you, after revealing your identity......"

Oschu's face changed, revealing ruthlessness:

"Can you give us more ransom?"

But the boy smiled slightly, ignoring it.

"In fact, I doubt my father would have paid a ransom for me – based on past experience, he would probably rather have me ripped up. ”

At this moment, another cold voice sounded:

"How do you know?"

Oschu, who was interrupted again, saw the speaker clearly and said dissatisfied:

"Lejoke ......"

But Tails chuckled softly, looking at the familiar face he had seen countless times in the streets as a child.

His old "friend".

The Silent Killer, Leyok.

At that time, the man always kept his head down, put his hands in his pockets, and walked at a leisurely pace, shaking his shoulders, slowly pacing into the territory of the Brotherhood, like an ordinary local thug.

But even Quaid, who was used to being arrogant and domineering, didn't dare to say anything when he saw him.

And all the beggars know - don't look him in the eye.

Tails dissipated his memories and chuckled:

"Because I know my father. ”

But the Silent Killer shook his head:

"Nope. ”

"What I'm asking is: How can you be sure that the person who led us is Morris?"

Tails narrowed his eyes.

Seeing that his authority was once again being questioned, Oschu angrily warned:

"Leyoke!"

But the Silent Killer didn't look at Oschu, just stared at Tails quietly.

Tails looked at the familiar face of the other party, which had changed a lot, and suddenly remembered the experience of listening to him and Belicia in the corner when he was a child.

"This guy. ”

Tails pointed at Oschu:

"He started from the era of the 'Thirteen Generals', and he was the knife in the hands of Roda. ”

Oschu's face changed.

"The steel cone is the thug of Chincha, and Lejork, your business is mediated by Morris," Tails nodded one by one, like a few treasures, and even a little lazy:

"As for the sleepless over there, it's Lancer's people. ”

Leyoke, Adrianza, and Redmore, all three frowned in unison.

Glover was puzzled: even if he was a beggar from the Blood Vials, he didn't know anything about the inside of these Brotherhoods, what was the prince's ......

Cohen looked calm:

Anyway, the stars know everything!

"The Brotherhood has such a big action and battle, but you are not subordinate to each other, and you are divided into four big guys, which means that there is someone else in the lead. ”

"As for the closest to here, I can only think of Fat Maurice. ”

Tails looked around and said loudly:

"Why hasn't he come out yet?"

But Tails' voice was heard in the alleyways, but no one answered, which only aroused the confusion of the Brotherhood.

Tails frowned, and began to mumble.

Did you guess wrong?

Adriansa in the crowd snorted coldly: "This kid is quite sharp-mouthed, but I just don't know-"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly moved, and suddenly attacked!

Straight to Tails!

Suddenly, both Oschu and Tails' faces changed slightly.

But a figure also flashed behind the young man, facing Adrianza head-on, and the air was stirring between the lightning and the fire!

Bang!

The alleyway is narrow, the sound of weapons clashing the eardrums, and the listeners are frowning in unison!

The triad ended, but Adrianza gritted his teeth and retreated.

He looked at a wound on his right arm, filled with rage.

Opposite him, Glove, who was blocking Tails, coldly withdrew his sword and shook off the blood from his blade.

There was a small commotion in the ranks of the Brotherhood, and Oschu suddenly changed color.

That's a steel cone under Qincha's hand, which is famous for its ability to hit.

Today's Ideas...... It's a bit hard indeed.

"," Cohen looked at him with a look of surprise:

"Although this guy can't beat me, he still uses a sword to be a dick......"

Corofo exhaled through his nose in response to disdain.

"I've seen this sword move and the pace ......"

Adrianza tore off the black silk cloth from his arm and tied the wound tightly, staring at Gloover with fear in his words:

"You served in the Standing Army?"

"It's close," Glovo snorted, and swung his sword again, stopping the other two Brotherhood thugs:

"Guess again?"

Adrionza frowned.

Oschu couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted angrily:

"Fuck - shoulder to shoulder, take them down!"

The words fell, and on the other side, the two thugs closest to them rushed up with a roar!

There was a surge of figures on the periphery, and it was obvious that they were also eager to try.

Tails sighed.

Is the result still going to be this point?

Sure enough, without him having to speak, another sturdy figure passed the boy and attacked him.

Whew!

There were two terrifying muffled sounds, and the two thugs at the head fell to the ground in unison, blood flowing, and cries out in pain.

"Drag it back to disinfect and bandage, and maybe save ......"

Cohen pulled a sword flower with his wind-pulling "load-bearer", looked at the enemies in front of him, and snorted disdainfully:

"Who else?"

The thugs in his direction froze in unison, staring at Cohen's still bleeding blade, and no one rushed forward again.

On the other side, Glove's face also did not change his face, and after putting down one person, he pushed him back into the enemy's ranks, causing chaos on the other side.

The neat movements and powerful shots of the two were extraordinary, and the thugs of the Brotherhood looked at each other and froze for a moment.

Cohen breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, the brave and ruthless streets are not the same as the battlefield where the order is forbidden, as long as you take down the most ruthless and deadly people who seem to be the first, form a deterrent......

Only Tails rubbed his face with a headache.

Damn it.

Oschu looked at his subordinates dragging away the fallen thugs, and looked at their way of looking forward and backward, and was annoyed in his heart:

The strength of the other party is tricky, so let's not talk about it for the time being......

But the fraternity thugs in the royal capital, haven't they fought a tough battle for too long?

Obviously, as long as someone is ruthless, he will not want to drag them down......

Damn it!

Why did the blood vial help with these two hard ideas?

So......

Oschu looked at Cohen and Glover, gestured to the others, and nodded in the direction of Tails.

The Brotherhood's formation immediately began to move.

Cohen, who had been on duty on the streets of the royal capital for many years, sensitively noticed their intentions, and he stretched out his long arms to protect Tails behind him:

"Don't even think about it. ”

Lovover tacitly stepped back, and the two of them held Tails tightly.

But Tails let out a long sigh of helplessness.

"Alright, I'm serious!"

Regardless of the faces of the two men beside him, Tails pulled off their arms and pointed at Oschu and Lejok with a look of wistness:

"You go and tell Morris: I can help him with his problems. ”

"I said it, I'm leading here. ”

Oschu stretched out his finger, extremely dissatisfied:

"And I'm not ......"

That's it.

Tails didn't bother to listen to his cruel words intended to distract him and take the opportunity to sneak attack.

Looking at it like this, it is estimated that they will say that they are princes, and they will not stop it, so they will sit down and talk about it.

Gotta get some real deals.

"Oschu, Thunderaxe, right?"

Tails spoke up:

"Since you're working for Rhoda, I think you must know the blacksmiths of South Street, like Karachi?"

Oschu's arm froze in the air.

"You must also feel very sorry, after he and other shops with which you have dealings were inexplicably raided, your underground arms business, especially the processing link such as the return of old goods, has suddenly become full of obstacles and difficult?"

Tails sneered:

"And that's probably not the only thing that makes you feel bad. ”

Tails was pleased to see that as soon as this remark came out, not only Oschu, but also many Brotherhood thugs, including Adrianza, Leyoke, and Redmore, changed their faces.

Gloufo wondered again: Do you know this?

"He does know something, it doesn't seem to be a small fish," Adrianza, a northland man on the other side, said coldly:

"Regardless of casualties, take him. ”

The men behind him immediately stepped forward, but Tails turned his head just in time.

"Adrianza!"

The young man Lang Lang spoke:

"You're the number one commander in Chincha, and you've been doing business with him in the North and the Cliffs, or rather, with the Blood Vials to be exact. ”

Adrianza snorted.

"And over the years, especially after the alarm of the Broken Dragon Fortress was lifted and the northern frontier returned to peace, you have been able to drive the Blood Bottle Gang to the ground and retreat. ”

"But you were sent back by Chincha. ”

Tails shook his head:

"Because he knows, knows what your victories have been all these years about, and knows what the key to the development of the Brotherhood of the Black Streets is. ”

"Especially these days, when your development is blocked. ”

The words fell, but I saw a figure in front of me!

Clang!

Adrionza's mace and Glovor's sword were twisted together, and they couldn't advance or retreat.

". ”

The northland man nicknamed the steel cone gritted his teeth and looked hideous:

"I fucking hate aristocrats!"

"What a coincidence," Glovover wrestled with the other party, and did not forget to respond in a muffled voice:

"Me too. ”

But on the other side, Cohen suddenly shuddered, and subconsciously turned around and raised his sword to block a blade that appeared out of nowhere!

Clang!

Lejock's figure is erratic, retreating at the touch of a button, like a ghost in the sun.

In an instant, the situation suddenly changed, and the shouts of killing began!

The thugs of the Brotherhood came up one after another.

Glove and Cohen shouted angrily, and the two of them stepped forward and one after the other, protecting Tails in the middle, and fighting with all their might to resist the attacking sword and sword!

Tails knew something was wrong, but he had faced such a situation countless times, and he believed in the abilities of Croover and Cohen, so he forgot the panic in his heart and did not panic:

"Leyoke!"

"Aren't you worried about pestering us here?"

Leyok's eyes in the crowd moved.

"Belicia just got out of danger, aren't you going to take a look?"

Lejork's face changed, and he lowered his grip on the blade to stop the thugs behind him.

Tails smiled slightly:

"Or did the news she brought back make your head nervous?"

Leyoke's face changed again!

But this time, he showed ruthlessness and gave orders to his subordinates:

"Leave him a tongue to open his mouth. ”

Tails smiled.

Grass.

On the other side, Glovo and Adrionza were separated again, his sword slashing and bringing out two streams of blood at the same time, bringing down the two thugs who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, blocking the other enemies who wanted to rush behind him.

Cohen roared and swung his sword, using his strength to restrain the width, and again and again he couldn't stop beating the incoming enemies and fell back into the ranks.

"Aren't you coming out yet, Maurice?"

Amid the shouts of killing, Tails called out for the sins of the Prison River, allowing his voice to pierce the crowd.

But the situation has not changed.

"Take care of yourself," Oschu sneered in front of him, "Little master with a broken mouth!"

Tails' heart froze.

"I want to say, that Whya," Cohen gasped:

"You really don't need to ask for fireworks?"

Although Cohen and Goverwood behaved with ease, Tails couldn't help but get agitated as he watched the enemies rushing in front and behind.

"And what about Lancer, the Brotherhood's Sleepless Eye?"

The prince added a name and exclaimed:

"I think the news that Belicia spit out is what he feels the most, right?"

"He doesn't want to 'go home and see'?"

The moment his words fell, a distinctive, calm voice spread out in the air, as if ringing in his ears:

"Stop!"

Tails gasped, staring at the surging crowd.

Finally.

A fat figure appeared in the crowd, and he spoke in a deep voice, but like a thousand powers, it quieted everyone:

"Everyone, stand back. ”

The thugs were confused for a moment in confusion, and then slowly lowered their weapons from back to front, stopped and retreated.

The shouting of killing gradually stopped.

Grove put away his sword, leaving behind two wretched creatures wailing on the ground.

Cohen elbowed the last red-eyed thug and gasped and looked up.

The crowd at the entrance of the alley slowly parted, and a short and stocky but stout man walked with a calm step.

Tails saw the other party's face clearly, and his heart fell to the ground.

It's been six years.

See him again.

"Boss Maurice!"

When Oschu saw the comer, his face was solemn:

"We'll be able to win the ...... soon"

But Morris just pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a hideous smile:

"Don't you see, axe?"

One of the six giants of the Brotherhood, Morris, who was entrenched in the lower part of the royal capital, patted Oschu on the shoulder.

He turned his head coldly and looked straight at Tails.

"He's not one of the bastards you've kidnapped. ”

"It's not those young masters who think they are the protagonists, but once they lose their identity, power or the reliance of divine weapons, they are useless and trembling. ”

Tails looked back at Morris as well, a chill in his eyes.

In his beggar days, it was this good-natured fat man who controlled the gang business of Black Street, the birthplace of the Black Street Brotherhood, and the entire Lower Town, and every time he appeared, most of the Brotherhood members Tails had ever met, whether it was Lejok, Belicia, Rick, Locke, Quaid, Beth, or Tails, he had to bow down to orders.

And he will occasionally appear at the Sunset Bar, each time making Yara look restrained and the boss looking bad.

Oh, by the way, Maurice also had a ferocious wolfdog that nearly killed Tails.

But none of this compares to another of Morris's crimes: he once suffocated an escaped beggar in full view.

From then on, both their own members and their rivals were in awe of Maurice: whoever looked at this smiling fat man who was so good at children without the slightest pity felt a chill in his back.

The beggars even ducked under Quaid's warning, for fear of touching the mold.

But at this moment, Tails suddenly found that he was already standing here, looking directly into the other party's gaze.

"It's a nobleman," Morris continued, walking through the crowd, the thugs of the brothers all bowing their heads and retreating, "the real kind." ”

"It's not the kind of waste that the red turbans like to cling to. ”

Morris finally came to Tails.

Cohen and Croover dutifully stopped in front of Tails, warning the ordinary-looking fat man.

Morris looked at the two bodyguards who stopped in front of him, and showed a shrewd smile characteristic of a businessman.

At that moment, Tails was suddenly frightened!

"Enough!"

The young man spoke abruptly, looking a little out of shape:

"Close enough!"

Tails reminded his two subordinates, "Be careful, this guy's ability—"

But before Tails finished speaking, Morris raised his eyebrows and squinted:

"yes, that's enough. ”

In the next second, Cohen and Gloover's faces changed drastically, and they shook together!

There were two dull sounds, and the weapons of both men were pressed against the ground at the same time.

Tails was taken aback.

I saw Gallover trembling and tearing open his collar, gasping in pain:

"I ...... Breathe ......"

And Morris just looked at him with a smile, as if he were watching a kid next door play a game.

Damn it!

Tails was furious: Maurice's ability is too far away!

On the other side, Cohen also blushed and held the ground desperately:

"I remembered...... Brotherhood ...... Fat Big Guy ...... Abilities...... Air ......"

Damn, if you give him a chance, it won't take too much, as long as there is a second, a second when you can draw a sword, you don't have to be so embarrassed in front of His Royal Highness the Prince......

[But you don't have that second.] 】

Finishing Tari, Master Jedi's words rang in his ears:

[If you don't rob, you won't. 】

If you don't grab it, you won't have it.

Cohen pounded the ground in anger and pain, only to make it harder to breathe.

"Ah, I recognize you, you're the famous 'stupid vigilante' in the green skin nest of the West City," Morris squirmed as he looked carefully at Cohen with his hood down:

"It's not easy for your father to survive until now. ”

Cohen trembled:

"—"

Glovover's face was hideous, and he stared at his hand as he struggled to breathe.

Damn, if it weren't for the whiplash, I would have ......

Morris straightened up, and this time, he looked at Tails, his smile undiminished but his gaze turned cold.

"Say, boy," the fat man snorted.

"Who are you?"

"Or more directly - who is your boss, or who is your father?"

Tails took a deep breath and realized that he wasn't in Morris's ability target.

But......

He looked up at Morris smiling.

and behind him, the smiling Oschu, the unhappy Adrianza, and the grim Leyok.

He underestimated Morris—he wasn't the Brotherhood butler he remembered for his few shots, on the contrary, his abilities could take down even two super-tier masters if used properly.

But......

Tails closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Six years ago, I didn't even have a chance to face him, did I?

At that time, one of the other party's dogs could bite himself to death.

But now......

Tails opened his eyes, his eyes calm and clear:

"The trick is fun. ”

Morris snorted and looked at the boy with interest:

"It's a lot of guts. ”

But Tails' next sentence made Morris smile:

"So, that's how the black sword is trained?"

Tails curled the corners of his mouth:

"Because of your air ability, he has simulated similar predicaments countless times, and his anti-stress training has been constantly refined, so that he can calmly and escape every time he faces Ashida?"

Black sword.

Ashida.

Morris frowned.

But after a few seconds, he laughed.

"Over the years, more than one person has moved out of the black sword in front of me. ”

After two sounds, Croover and Cohen could no longer grasp the hilt of their swords, and their arms were on the ground.

The air is thin, and their symptoms of hypoxia are becoming more and more pronounced.

Tails was anxious, but he forced himself to calm down and looked straight at the other man.

It's just that Morris scratched his chin and his face was full of nostalgia:

"They're always talking like they're old fritters, pretending to be familiar with bluffing people, as if they're at a high level and doing a big business—it's as funny as 'do you know Kingdom Fury, I used to talk and laugh with him.'" ”

Kingdom Fury.

Tails frowned as he thought about the man who had rushed into the enemy line with him on his back, with a violent volcanic momentum.

In this world, I'm afraid there is really no one who can talk and laugh with that guy.

Thinking so, he suddenly burst out laughing in the midst of the siege.

"I know," Tails also showed a wistful expression:

"You don't eat this set: you and Black Sword have known each other for a long time, and they are very familiar. ”

"Maybe since more than twenty years ago, when you were still working together as mercenaries in the Great Desert?"

Morris's eyes froze.

Tails chuckled:

"Isn't it, the Big Nine?"

At that moment, the people of the Brotherhood looked at each other in confusion.

Morris did not speak.

He just pursed his lips and looked at Tails in silence.

The boy looked back at him silently as well.

But the next moment, Morris burst out laughing.

"Pretend to be profound, and talk about the fur of secrets, so that people think that you are well-informed, and the level is very high and unfathomable. ”

"I've seen this trick too. ”

Tails' face remained unchanged, and he looked at Morris hissing and shook his head:

"Very naïve. ”

Morris shook his hand, not caring:

"Tie him up and take him back. ”

But at this moment, the fraternity was in another commotion!

The commotion did not come from the rear.

Tails lowered his head, equally slightly surprised.

At some point, Cohen looked up and stared at Morris.

The stellar sparkle frantically agitated, pouring out of the heart at any cost, glittering on the skin.

They provided him with a constant stream of extra energy, allowing the vigilante officer to forcibly inhale much more oxygen than usual.

Let him tremble, but inexorably......

Stood up.

Cohen gritted his teeth and turned the sword in his hand, his vision gradually turning red and blurry.

It's time to get back on the field.

On the other side, Croover also slowly got up: his finishing power spread throughout his body, melting the stored matter and energy, reducing the body's discomfort response, numbing his pain and soreness, and making him look indifferent.

The zombie's eyes froze and focused on Morris.

As usual, his pain disappeared without a trace.

His feelings gradually became numb.

His body......

Turned back into a ruthless, cruel, and unscrupulous weapon.

It's time to kill.

Oschu and Lejock looked at the two in front of them in amazement—they both knew how burdensome and damaging Maurice's abilities could do to fragile human bodies.

This...... Impossible, right?

Seeing the two of them break free from the shackles of their abilities, Morris was equally amazed.

"Underestimating you," Morris muttered, "this is the ability and quality that can only be tempered in bloody fighting. ”

"They are all seedlings of the Extreme Realm. ”

Or the black sword is right.

Abilities can be taken by surprise.

But it can't control the endgame.

Looking at the two tough guys who stood up again, Morris touched his forehead helplessly, and flashed a helpless wry smile:

"Tsk, why is the master always on the enemy's side? ”

Tails nodded, agreeing.

But this time, he had a good laugh.

"We ...... Now can we talk?"

Morris's smile paused for a few seconds.

Behind him, Oschu and Leyok gripped their weapons.

Cohen and Glove's expressions grew more and more terrifying.

Finally, the fat man sighed and spread his hands.

Clofo and Cohen felt the air around them smell good again, and they both gasped for breath and returned to normal.

"Don't worry, I hate childish tricks too," the prince was relieved by the change of circumstances, and he said aloud:

"We're all grown-ups. ”

Morris looked at Tails' immature face and frowned.

Tails reacted and coughed:

"You know, in the age of empires, men were adults at the age of fourteen, able to go into battle, marry and have children. ”

The teenager took a step forward.

"So I don't want to take the identity, and I don't want to be scared of the sensational news," Tails looked at him seriously:

"I repeat, I'm here to help you, Maurice. ”

Morris rubbed his hands together, and he looked around, the commotion of the Brotherhood thugs calming down again.

He scoffed:

"How can I help?"

Returning to the most familiar battlefield, Tails took a deep breath:

"The Brotherhood of the Streets is a big family, but there's no need to gather four bigwigs at the same time to do an ordinary street robbery - even if the other party is followed by two muscular men. ”

Cohen shook his head, and Croover shook his arm, coming back to his senses.

Tails thought of what he had seen and heard these days, and said quietly:

"There's only one reason to be so nervous. ”

Morris stared at the boy steadily:

"You're talking nonsense. ”

Tails ignored his words and sneered:

"But what if it's not them?"

Morris rubbed his hands together.

"If the people who kidnap Belicia in your territory, if these days they have ruined your business, hindered your development, caused you to have everything going wrong, and the culprit who has hit a wall everywhere, is not the old rival you think......"

Tails' voice snapped:

"Isn't it the Blood Vials?"

Morris didn't reply, but the people behind him, Oschu, Lejok, Adrianza and others reacted differently.

"Of course, you already know - from Belicia's mouth. ”

Tails said coldly:

"You just don't know what to do. ”

"Because the enemy is too strong to resist. ”

Morris pursed his lips and stared at the boy under the hood in front of him.

Tails pushed aside Glover and Cohen, took a step forward in their worried eyes, and came a foot away from Maurice, looking parallel to each other.

It turned out that he was already as tall as Morris.

And the wicked fat man in front of him, who frightened countless people, his eyes ......

Is it so jealous?

Tails was stunned for a while, but he immediately returned to clarity and said categorically:

"And I, I am you, and I am the only hope for the Brotherhood's predicament. ”

"Now, can we talk?"

Tails finished speaking, silently waiting.

The air fell silent.

Morris was silent, his eyes darkened.

All unconsciously clenched their fists or weapons.

Lejok's grim gaze met Cohen, and Glovo and Adrianza exchanged a defiant glance at each other.

Finally, in the midst of the uncomfortable silence, Morris burst out laughing!

"Hahaha!"

Perhaps because of the air ability, his laughter shook the alley and caused discomfort.

Lejoke pressed his ear uncomfortably, gritted his teeth, and said:

"Boss—"

And yet Morris suddenly turned back!

"Withdraw!"

The fat man looked elated and waved happily around:

"Go home, go home, what should you do!"

The Brotherhood was stunned.

Tails let out a breath and smiled.

In the next second, Lejok, who had followed Morris for many years, turned around and gave the order without hesitation, and in the sound of stumbling footsteps, the men belonging to Morris behind him dispersed in unison.

Redmore and his sleepless were expressionless, but they also silently disappeared into the shadows, disappearing into the clutter of hidden alleyways.

Adrionza hesitated for a moment, but nodded, and turned around with his men.

Croover and Cohen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The huge battle in this alleyway suddenly dispersed most of it.

Only the last part remains.

"Morris Boss ......"

Oschu looked at Tails reluctantly:

"Are we going to Hongfang Street today?"

Maurice did not look at him, but looked at the prince with interest, repeating:

"Withdraw. ”

Oschu took a deep breath:

"Boss Maurice, since we have mobilized the people, we should not go home empty-handed, at least go to Hongfang Street for a walk, and give the red turbans a warning......"

When Morris heard this, it was as if something suddenly came to mind.

"Oh, that's right," he waved sluggishly:

"Go ahead, it's all up to you. ”

Oschu was stunned for a moment, and looked at the thin team behind him.

"However, we're going to find the Blood Vial Gang, and we're getting a lot of people, and Boss Rhoda ...... him."

"Oh, Roda, my old friend!"

Like an old man with his ears behind his ears, Morris slowly gouged out his ears:

"Is he here too?"

Austhur pursed his lips:

"No, Boss, but—"

Morris's face fell.

"And what are you talking nonsense about?"

The fat man turned his head slightly, and his eyes were full of coldness:

"Could it be that your surname is also Roda too?"

Oschu's face turned pale.

But he judged the situation and no longer dwelled on it, but just turned around decisively and led his men away.

The forces of the Brotherhood, which were originally heavily besieged, suddenly only three people remained:

Morris, Lejock and another of the men who opened the way.

"So ......"

In the empty alley, Morris rubbed his hands together and looked at Tails with a smile: "This handsome and handsome ......"

"Why?"

Tails interrupted him with a sudden voice:

"Why did you just say that this is a 'real noble'?"

Morris paused, his eyes rolling.

"Because I've seen it. ”

Tails narrowed his eyes.

The good-faced fat man of the fraternity laughed:

"True nobility has nothing to do with external bearing, or even about birth and blood, but is imprinted in the soul and bones. ”

Morris smiled slightly, and his small eyes shone brightly:

"Even if you are deep in the mud, even if you come from a despicable background, even if you have nothing. ”

"They are also destined to be nobles. ”

Tails was thoughtful.

Morris rubbed his hands on his clothes, stepped forward, and politely stretched out his palm:

"Well, I'm Maurice, I don't have a surname. ”

He smiled and said:

"A street gangster. ”

Tails looked at the other party's attitude, and suddenly had mixed feelings.

Six years can indeed change a lot.

The boy didn't think much about it, and with the same smile, he shook Maurice's bloated fingers:

"I'm Wyay Cassel. ”

Morris still smiling until Tails' next sentence:

"I am the prince attendant of the Star Kingdom, representing the noble and noble, generous and wise Duke of Xinghu, the second prince ......"

Tails' face froze:

"His Highness Tyers Bright Star. ”

Morris's palm froze.

Grove and Cohen looked at each other.

Faced with Tails' indifferent but self-contained gaze, Morris seemed a little confused.

He blinked, took a step back, and listened to another subordinate whispering something.

After a few seconds, the fat man turned around and changed his face instantly:

"Oh, the prince's squire, right?"

Morris re-grasped Tails' hands and shook them vigorously with a look of surprise on his face.

"What an honor!"

"It's my pleasure too," Tails sighed as he shook his palm, "You may not have imagined ......"

Morris listened.

The young man looked at the cute Morris in front of him, and said with sincere emotion:

"But a long time ago, I really couldn't have imagined that I would one day stand here like this and talk to you. ”

Tails shook the fat man's palm back hard:

"Boss Morris. ”

Maurice's smile almost grinned behind his ears, and he shook his head: "Eh, you're polite......"

Grove and Cohen looked at each other's contemptuous glances.

"Just a little ha......"

Morris smiled flatteringly, and Tails curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"His Excellency Wyaa Cassel, son of Earl Gilbert Cassel and a well-known prince's chamberlain, is twenty-four years old this year," said Maurice, who was in high spirits, but his words made Tails change color:

"And he doesn't look like you. ”

For a moment, Tails' expression froze on his face.

"At least not as handsome as you!"

Morris happily slapped the back of the young man's hand and bowed awkwardly, his eyes shining:

"The noble and noble, the generous and wise ......"

"Prince Tails?"