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Of course, the route back is not just like this. There is a teleportation array in the guild's small courtyard. After entering, you can directly come out of the magic array from the second floor to the first floor. It is no different from the second floor to the first floor.

"Hmm~~~~~It's so convenient~~~"

Half-elf Evelin stretched her body and followed the flow of people to the street in District 1. She turned to look at the people behind her and asked: "Now that the guild is established, what are you going to do next?"

"Of course we are." The swordsman was the first to put his arm around Gil's shoulders and showed a YD smile. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly realized something and turned to look at Maria next to Lot, and then looked at the half-elf with a smile on his face. He said righteously: "We'd better disband first and go back to our respective homes."

"Cut~~~"

"Then let's do this for now."

"Goodbye everyone."

"See you tomorrow, big brother."

Several female members were the first to leave.

Looking at their backs, Gil turned to look at Lott. Just as he was about to speak, the swordsman next to him immediately covered his mouth, and then said with a smile: "If nothing happens, we will leave too, big brother, you and yours." Butler, please be careful on the road when you go back."

After saying that, he hurriedly pulled Jill, who was looking dazed, and ran towards the convoy of Yao Sisters who was waving to them not far away.

"What are you going to do next?"

Maria glanced in the swordsman's direction, and finally stared straight at Lot, fearing that he would follow him to the brothel. The swordsman also saw this, so he didn't take him with him.

In fact, they did think too much. Lott wasn't very interested in the kiln or anything like that - those girls with heavy makeup were not as beautiful as the lady wearing the masked night clothes in front of them, and the goblins in the domain hall were watching them around the clock. Over here.

Lott was convinced that if he dared to go to the brothel, the goblins would definitely watch it live in the name of protection!

"Go and see how Vickers is doing at his job," Lott replied.

Previously, the goblins were ordered to build two types of buildings: the auction house and the Chamber of Commerce Trading Center. As for the entertainment street, due to the huge amount of work, we have to wait for Lot to return before making plans.

The time now is around 17 o'clock in the summer and autumn season. It is already approaching dusk. Although there are still a lot of people on the street, they are basically walking towards the front exit. Overall, they look like office workers who have finished their work day. It's the same, except that the 'office workers' all have savage looks on their faces.

Lott followed the flow of people and observed the situation on the roadside. He was heading towards the exit, so on the right was a row of main building facilities belonging to the underground city, such as the card house, the bank, the large canteen, the large bathhouse, the lottery room and Tavern.

Many adventurers started to flock to the tavern after getting off work. After all, this is the only place with a drinking atmosphere. Although there is wine in the cafeteria, it is a place for eating and not suitable for drinking - although this tavern It's not suitable either, and if your body isn't strong, you can easily be knocked unconscious and thrown out by the guards.

But now.

When Lott passed by, he found that the size of the tavern had increased a lot, and there were no drunkards lying on the ground after being beaten to unconsciousness like yesterday.

what happened?

Responding to this question, Lott pushed open the door and went in. There was still a noisy sound of bottles smashing inside, but they were not fighting.

The mercenaries here no longer kill people like crazy dogs like they did yesterday. They actually took the initiative to transform this place into a boxing ring:

There was a large square arena surrounded by various smashed tables and chairs. Two warriors who were not afraid of death were shirtless and playing a wrestling game with each other. The men around them were roaring and cheering while holding bottles in their hands. He poured a lot of wine into his mouth. When he saw that the side he supported had lost, he threw it to the ground with a bang, then threw his arms and went on the field in person.

In addition to selling drinks, the bartender now also holds a scoreboard to record the chips for each adventurer, and at the same time distributes lottery tickets as vouchers - as if he is competing with the lottery shop next door.

"I remember this is a place for these bandits to vent their emotions, forget it, it's all the same."

Lott turned his head and looked at a row of death knights sitting by the wall. They were all holding their arms and lowering their heads as if they were dozing off - they were quite happy when the madmen didn't go crazy anymore.

But when Lott looked over, every death knight seemed to be awakened from sleep, and they all stood up with a whoosh. This feeling was like a group of soldiers facing the sudden visit of the leader. So helpless.

Lott looked at them and shook his head, and was about to go out. At this time, one of the villains staggered over while filling himself with a bottle of wine. When he saw Lott wearing exquisite armor that was different from the style here, he He immediately grinned and said:

"Hey, where does this young man dare to come here to have fun?"

When the people next to him heard this, they all turned their heads to look over, and then showed expressions on their faces as if they were looking for something good to watch. However, they looked more lustfully at Maria, who was wearing a night suit next to her.

After the drunkard in front of him finished speaking, he turned to look to the side, his eyes suddenly lit up, he wiped the corners of his mouth, flicked the bottle in his hand, and said loudly: "The men can get out, but the women stay with me."

Just as this guy was mid-sentence, the death knight who came over immediately grabbed his neck from behind, and then violently threw him back. The guy screamed and flew into the pile of death knights behind.

Lott crossed his arms and looked at the guy who was surrounded by a bunch of death knights, punched and kicked until foaming at the mouth, and said coldly: "Just beat him for an hour or two and then let him go."

An hour or two? ? ? Whether this guy can survive the next second is unknown!

The sound of the punch hitting the flesh made the scalps of the people around him numb. No one dared to say anything and just watched quietly.

At this time, the knights all stopped in the middle of the beating. Just when everyone was relieved, one of them reached out and grabbed the leg of the unconscious bully, dragging him aside like a dead dog. In the green healing circle, after waiting for a few seconds, the death knight kicked the guy in the side. He woke up, but was knocked unconscious again by the knights who surrounded him.

The bandits in the tavern looked at the unlucky man in the healing circle who had been beaten to the point of doubting his life with darkened expressions. They finally swallowed and watched the young man leave with fear on their faces, but even after he left, there was still someone there. No signs of stopping:

When you come out to hang out, you have to be trustworthy. If you say you'll beat him for an hour or two, you'll have to beat him for an hour or two.

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