Warlord of Chaos

The first ninety-six chapter left hand

The late autumn night is getting colder, but the lonely city has become more and more lively. The spring and summer seasons are the climax of hunting World of Warcraft, because many middle-level Warcraft are mating in the early spring, and the late summer is born. No matter which kind, it will greatly consume the physical strength of Warcraft, so that the mercenary's hunting action becomes a breeze. Sometimes, even without hands-on, you can be cheap.

In winter, it is a season of carnival, at least for the mercenaries. The cold wind will not blow out their desire for a year, not to mention hunting, they do not need to retain physical strength. I have worked so hard for half a year, and enjoying life is a matter of course.

In the star-studded bar, there are full-fledged mercenaries everywhere, no matter whether they know each other or not, they clink their glasses, drink and drink, celebrate for their holidays, and celebrate their live for another year.

Half of the men are women. At this time, the number of prostitutes in Lonely City will reach the highest peak, and many new faces will be added. The mercenary’s money is very easy to earn. As long as they look right, these men who have been born and died all year round will not regret it. money.

Of course, there will be tragedies in comedy. Every business has its own unique rules and tricks. The same is true for prostitutes. If any pretty girl is poor because of family poverty, she is the most hooligan in her ignorance. Maybe only one or two months, the mercenaries who are swarming will be spoiled into disability. If she has enough luck and walks into the upper stream, not only will the money earned several times, but even dozens of the former. Times and hundreds of times, you can maintain your youth and beauty for a long time.

In fact, everyone needs luck, and cruel luck is luck!

Eva thinks that she is very lucky, sitting in a luxurious box, sitting opposite a handsome, gentle, very well-trained man, his smile is as bright as the sun, although she does not like the sun, but I have to admit that this man is really good-looking.

Just as Aiwa looked at Hillist, the box door was knocked, and Eva suddenly reacted. Someone knocked on the door. It should have been seen by Hillett’s guards, but Eva. The mind is not too clear-headed, and because he knows who is outside, he gets up and walks up to the door.

"Brother? How are you?" Eva looked surprised.

"I just saw you, but the distance is too far, I still can't confirm, so I have a chance to look down." Mante said: "How come you come here? Don't ask me to sit in?"

"That... then you come in." Eva looked at Hillester, and spit out her tongue.

Although Mante’s visit was somewhat abrupt and unconcerned, it was normal. One brother, who found his brother, had a date with other men and had enough reason to check for his sister.

"Is Mr. Mantee? Eva and I mentioned you, hello." Hillester also showed a signature smile.

"Hello." Mante's gaze swept from Hiller's body and looked at Gail's general manager. He was not interested in the low-powered son, not to mention Eva said that he was sure to fix the man.

The director of Gail was sitting on the back of the chair and closed his eyes, as if he felt the other person's sight. He opened his eyes, and Mante squinted and hurriedly shifted his gaze elsewhere. Eva told him very solemnly that the man had a strong and unfathomable powerhouse. Now he looks good. He has experienced many scenes of birth and death, but the eyes of the two eyes can make him feel Uneasy, this is enough to prove what kind of strength the other party has.

Several people chilled, Mante was going to go, Hillester resolutely stayed, Mante 裘 also left halfway, and Hiller was very enthusiastic to greet Mante sitting in the chair, then pulling a Red rope, for a moment, a beautifully dressed hostess came in.

"Mr. Mante, what do you want to drink?"

"The pine nuts bar." Mante said very casually.

"Gail, what do you drink?" Hillester asked back.

"I will not drink, young master, you should drink less, be careful." Gail manager said faintly.

Hilister smiled and made a snap. The waitress retired, but she didn’t go to pick up the wine. Instead, she went to the second floor and knocked on a door, inside Hanjin and Mo. Xinke and Gibran and others all waited for a long time.

Just as the waitress walked into the room, Chitke walked out of the opposite room and glanced around. After the waitress, the situation was a bit complicated. Yalin could not freely release the magic. Reconnaissance by his eyes.

"Adult, everything is normal." Chirk said in a positive tone.

Han Jin nodded and turned his eyes to the waitress: "What did he want?"

"Rum, adult." The waitress lowered his voice.

"Oh." Han Jin made a look to Qi Keke, and Qi Keke hurriedly took out a light red vial and handed it to the waitress: "Tell your lover, when he adjusts the rum, add the potion. Going in, it's easy."

The waitress took the pill bottle and bit his lip. He did not rush to leave, looking at Han Jin with a look of hope.

"Reassure, as long as things are done, adults will redeem for you, and then you and your lover will be free." Chitak's tone was put a little more: "Look what? Not fast?!"

The waitress squatted out.

"Qi Qi Ke, are you sure this agent will work?" Han Jin asked softly.

"Adult, this medicine is made by the hand of Yalinna, and it will definitely not go wrong."

"I am asking for your recipe."

"I can guarantee that adults, even if Mante has only drunk half a glass of wine, he can no longer summon the abyss and snakes, and can't release the space scroll!" Chidike said confidently.

"That's good."

Gibran walked over to the window, pulled the white window screen apart, and closed the black curtain on the outside. His movements were signals. The mercenaries in twos and threes appeared on both sides of the street and began to set up roadblocks quickly.

"In fact, we don't have to spend this money?" Hayden, who is near Gibran, said: "You can do this job by finding a maid from the mercenary guild.

"Mant is very alert, and he used to come to this place often to find a familiar face to let him relax." Gibran faintly replied.

In the box, Mante was hitting the side of Hillett's origins, the door of the box was pushed open, and the waitress walked in, gently put the tray on the table and retired.

Others, about the other side of the story, telling about their experiences of traveling, interesting things, such as beads, and frequently toasting, indicating that Mante is drinking, but Hillester’s performance can only be lost to Eva, he The image is even taller in the eyes of Eva, and Mante is not a drinker. It is not for drinking. It is really not persuaded, but he only picks up the glass and gently touches his lips. Suddenly his face is big. change.

Mante's strength is still not at home. If he pretends to be nothing, it is hard to say whether he will come to a big turn. Unfortunately, he has great hopes for Hillester and suddenly finds the other person's comfort. The emotional upheaval is completely manifested on the face.

Hillester was very clever. Seeing Mante's face was not right, screaming: "Gail!" Then he even rolled the chair back.

Gail sighed, this is a young man's business, he played with a play is no problem, do not want to really intervene, but has already reached this point, but also because of him.

The next moment, Gael’s figure has been turned into a streamer, shot at a speed that doesn’t match an old man anyway, twisting in midair, and kicking his right foot in the chest of the still-loving Eva. There is a dagger in the left hand, like a lightning bolt to Mante's neck.

If Han Jin is here, he will give a comment to Gail’s general manager. He is also old, or a comfortable life has been going too long. It is not suitable for cruel fights. Before you start, you sigh, it makes no sense, but instead gives Man. Specially a chance to breathe.

Mante pulled out a long black sword and picked it up on his chest. The long sword hit the head of the scorpion and made a loud noise. Countless Mars slammed into the air. The dozen candles that were lit in the box were all instantly The raging wind blew out, and then Mante ignored the life and death of Eva and took the opportunity to the window.

Oh... the glass of the window was smashed, and Mante had jumped from the window to the street, but just before he stepped, a green arrow flashed away, and countless vines and claws were worn from the ground. In an instant, Mante was wrapped up in a solid state.

Julia? Mante’s heart was cold, barely turned around, and used all his strength to wave the long sword, and a bang, an arrow smashed on Mante’s long sword, and the free wind elements rolled around like a frenzy. Go, and Mante's body swayed like a swing, and the sword in his hand flew away.

Edwina! Mante has clearly seen a figure, and more clearly see the eyes full of hatred.

Han Jin and others have already noticed the following struggles. They used the same violent means to break the windows and jumped into the street.

"Oh... I know it's a trap." Mante smirked: "Everyone, it will be..." The voice did not fall, and a black light curtain that didn't know where it came from shrouded Mante.

"Abyss projection!" Elena exclaimed, releasing a lightning bolt at the fastest speed.

Han Jin also knows that it is not good, a mouth, a shining red light shot from the mouth, direct to Mante.

If the action is slowed down, there is already a thunder in the sky, and the flying sword that Han Jin released is slowly growing while flying. Julia and Edwina are still pulling the bowstring, and Mante’s figure gradually It became a vague shadow, and he had enough time to completely disappear before Han Jin and Elena's attack was close.

Gail’s figure disappeared, and the wall below the window frame exploded. There was a shallow trench in the street. The other end of the trench was approaching Mante at an unspeakable speed. On the special body, there was a **** fog, and Gael had appeared behind him, and the dagger in his hand was stained with blood.

"Left hand..." Gibran suddenly showed a shocking look: "He is..."