Lord of War

When this unexpected discordant sound came out, Ron didn't stop it, just frowned.

Sean shook his head, the businessman's pursuit of profit and suspicion, Ron really inherited all the same. Of course, this is not Ron's fault, it can only be said that the environment he lives in is like this, and there is no way to do it.

but……

Sean finally glanced up at the strong man standing behind Fox.

This is a very burly man. Sean suspects that this person has the blood of the bear clan, but this should have happened hundreds of years ago. The blood in his body should have become very thin, and it is still left behind. It's just a more obvious feature of a burly physique. And people like this usually choose a profession that is mainly defensive, after all, there will be effect bonuses similar to attributes.

But this man was not like that.

He wears a rivet breastplate, which is a kind of armor that is fixed with rivets, and then connects the front and rear armors with shoulder straps, which is used to wear simple armor that focuses on the heart only. . However, the armor is simple, but it has also increased in other aspects. The most obvious is that the coordination and movement range of the hands can be greatly increased, and the behavior and characteristics of people who use this armor are also the same. It is clear at a glance.

The Nordic Empire has a career advancement called Berserker, whose standard armor is the style of this rivet breastplate.

However, the burly man in front of him could never be a Berserker, because that was a standard fifth-order special occupation. As long as Ron has one such person, with a dozen or so Tier 3 occupations, it is enough to sweep the kobold tribe.

Therefore, Sean's gaze, after only pausing on his body for a while, looked at his hands - the hands were slightly spread apart, the bone joints were protruding, and both palms had calluses, which was obviously a long-term use of long weapons result. Combined with the size and attire of this burly man, Sean has already determined his career development.

A wrestler.

After looking at this person, Sean looked at Ron again: "It seems that Mr. Ron doesn't trust me very much."

"That's not what I meant." Ron didn't expect Sean to ignore his subordinate so simply, but when he handed over the command to Sean, Ron was also not at ease, because there was no fact to prove Ron He is an excellent commander, not to mention that Sean is only second-order.

The meaning of this class on Miracle Continent is "apprentice".

"boom!"

The strong man passed Fox, and slammed his hands on the table, making a loud noise, attracting the attention of everyone else in the hotel lobby.

"Little devil, tell you, the real commander of the team is me!" The strong man said in a deep voice, his voice really resembling a roaring bear, "Ha, it's just a mere second-tier warrior, and he actually wants to be a fighter. A commander, or commanding a team composed of third-order strengths, is it possible for such a ridiculous thing to happen in this world?"

"When we passed through the Forest of Starfall, the rest of the team were all third-order strengths." Cecilia squinted at the strong man and said, "That's right. , Sean was only a first-order mercenary at that time."

Cecilia's voice was very soft, not as loud as a strong man, but the three people on the opposite side could hear it clearly.

"This is really the funniest joke I've heard this year." The strong man's angry face disappeared, and all that was left was a sneer, "First-order mercenary?"

The sarcasm is obvious.

Cecilia was not annoyed, but glanced from the bottom to the top, the gaze was like a chef observing which texture to cut the knife from, and as Cecilia's eyes swept across At this point, the strong man actually felt a faint tingling illusion.

At this moment, he understood that the little girl in front of him had truly experienced killing, and her current strength could threaten his safety, otherwise he would not have had this illusion.

But, a little girl, how is that possible?

"You're afraid." Cecilia and the strong man looked at each other, and then she smiled, which should have been a bright and friendly smile, but there was a chill, "But also, a muscular person like you, How is it possible to understand the profoundness of the word "wisdom"? I really shouldn't be too demanding about a mere pig."

The strong man snorted angrily, reached out and grabbed Cecilia: "Little girl, do you want to die!"

"clatter".

Sean's hand suddenly rested on the strong man's wrist, stopping the strong man's further movements: "Enough."

Ron and Fox, who was standing behind him, frowned slightly.

They could all see that the strong man did not use his full strength at the moment, but they also knew that the ancestor of this strong man had the blood of the bear clan, so even if he did not use his full strength, it was not something that ordinary people could do at will. stopped. But Sean just stretched out his hand to stop the strong man's movements, even if Sean has used his full strength at the moment, but this is enough to prove that Sean's strength is by no means a second-order level.

The strong man was a little surprised that Sean could stop his movements by reaching out his hand, but he was quickly overwhelmed by anger and shame, and subconsciously increased the movements of his hands. At this moment, he was no longer simple. It's as simple as wanting to reach out and grab Cecilia. If he can't even handle a second-order kid, how can he continue to be a guard in the Black Cat Merchant Guild?

Feeling the intensification of the strength in the strong man's hands, Sean immediately discovered that even if he tried his best, he could never stop him, because the strong man definitely surpassed him in strength. But if Cecilia was hurt by the other party in front of him, Sean would never be happy to see her, because she was a relative after he came to this world!

It would be a tragedy if a loved one gets hurt and you have no ability to stop it!

In an instant, Sean's eyes changed suddenly, killing intent and momentum emerged from his body, and he said coldly, "Don't force me to cut off your hand."

When he said this, Sean's left hand was already holding the scabbard of Charles' sabre.

"You try!" The strong man raised his brows, and his strength increased again.

Cecilia's lips moved slightly, and the breath of magic began to radiate in the hotel. The elements from the air instantly became active, and the surrounding temperature increased significantly. This is a typical fire element fluctuation. Originally, this kind of element fluctuation should not be so easily detected, but after all, this is a small hotel, the circulation of the surrounding air is not particularly smooth, and the density of the room is small, so it has such obvious characteristics.

When Fox felt the fluctuation of elemental aura and the killing intent emanating from Sean, his face was finally no longer as calm as before.

It was at this moment that he realized that whether it was himself, Ron, or even the entire Black Cat Chamber of Commerce, he underestimated this man named Sean, and even the magic apprentice beside him did not get what he deserved. of attention.

"Stop!" Fox shouted in a deep voice, his voice was clearly like a raging wave, but it was only passed on to Sean and his subordinates.

He didn't dare to use this method to intimidate Cecilia, because everyone knew that the magic power fluctuation of the magician was related to the spirit. If he did this, the little girl would also be injured because of it. He knew very well that this time, Master Ron came to ask this soldier for help. It wouldn't matter if it was just a small trial, but if he really offended the other party because of it, that was not the purpose of this trip.

And Sean also glanced at Fox. He didn't know the person's name, but he knew the opponent's strength, but it wasn't until this moment that he found out that the opponent was actually a silver master-according to the rank in the game To distinguish, then this person belongs to the fifth-order and sixth-order levels. But he was a little surprised in his heart. Since Ron has such bodyguards, even if the Black Cat Chamber of Commerce does not send someone to support, he alone plus a dozen or so third-tier powerhouses will be enough to push that one out. Kobold tribe, after all, although the tribe is numerous, but at best it is only a group of second- and third-order rabble.

But now, Sean didn't want to pay attention to the reason why this master didn't take action. His eyes returned to the strong man, and he said coldly, "Your name."

"Hmph." The strong man snorted proudly.

"Since there is no name, it doesn't matter." Sean stood up slowly, reached out and stroked Cecilia's head lightly, indicating that she should not be nervous, and then turned to look at the strong man, "Since you think I Low strength is not suitable to be a commander, so let's have a test. ... bastards."

"What did you say!" The strong man was furious.

"No matter what era the bears are, they are all orcs, a humanoid race." The corners of Sean's mouth were slightly raised, and it was an equally obvious mocking look, "In the early days of the recovery era, a war broke out between humans and orcs, and the hands of both sides broke out. There are countless captives in the world, and then a new breed of orcs was born, which is obviously a hybrid product in terms of blood. And you also have the blood of the orc-bear family, which proves that your ancestors were half-orcs. Orcs, the offspring of a breed born by crossbreeding, what is not a hybrid?"

"I'm going to kill you!" The strong man's eyes were red and blue veins appeared.

"Hank!" Ron suddenly shouted angrily, making the strong man a little awake.

"Even if you have a name, a hybrid product is still a hybrid product." Cecilia said with a cold expression, "I have a hybrid dog, and even if I give it a name, it will not change that it is a hybrid dog. fact."

"Drink!" The strong man named Hank suddenly clenched his fists, his aura burst out suddenly, and then he swiped his next punch towards Cecilia's face.

The wind of the fist is like a blade, and it actually makes people feel a burst of pain.

The cold light flashed, and the cold air burst out.

The strong man's fist was only swung out and stopped abruptly, and he turned his head to look at Sean with red eyes.

In the middle of the two sides, the wooden table has been divided into two.

Sean's sword is already unsheathed.

"Bitch, your opponent is me." Sean's eyes were cold and murderous, "Do you dare to fight?"

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At night, for some unknown reason, the computer suddenly crashed, and all the interfaces were gone, only the desktop wallpaper was left, my broken egg! ! ! This chapter was re-coded after the computer was finished. Not much nonsense, there will be another chapter in a while! !