Warlord of Chaos

Chapter 21 Group

The soldiers of the mercenary guild seemed to be hesitant. The mercenaries on the opposite side dared not to put Cromwell in their eyes. They obviously had their own cuddling. They could not afford such mercenaries, but the above orders were to be executed. No way, they slowly went up to Mo Xinke, one of the soldiers whispered: "Your..."

Moxike reached out and pushed the warrior back a few steps: "If you don't have anything, give me aside, oh, old guy, don't you want to catch me? Come on yourself!" Provocative hooked the finger.

"It's very arrogant. It seems that you don't put the mercenary guild in your eyes." Cromwell sneered: "To deal with people like you, you must use the trick!" The voice fell, slamming, Cromwell pulled out his long sword.

The Mox's brows are slightly wrinkled and the weapons are used. This nature is serious. It is really hard to fight, because the two sides have no good feelings for each other. Moxico can't help but look back to Han Jin.

Han Jin nodded lightly, and Mo Xinke was so excited that he pulled out his giant sword and looked at Cromwell coldly.

"I still want to resist? This is what you find yourself!" Cromwell sneered and slowly walked to Moss, and as the distance between the two became shorter, Cromwell had already released his own vindictiveness. The weather was cold, and the temperature suddenly dropped. A piece of snow flicked around Cromwell.

Just when the distance between the two people was less than ten meters, a group of red light flew down from the sky, Cromwell’s pupil suddenly shrank, and the sword greeted upwards, and the two swords did not The fancy blows together, and the turbulent flow swells around, with Cromwell as the center, the surrounding snow is swept away, revealing the cyan slate, numerous snowflakes and snow blocks igniting more than ten meters high, some The people who watched the bustle were caught off guard, and they were beaten by the splashing snow.

Cromwell stepped back a few steps and barely stabilized his body. The attacker turned his head and fell to the ground. Seeing the people, Cromwell’s face changed slightly: “Saxon, what do you mean? ?!"

"Don't you have to fight? I will help the boxing, can't I?" Saxon said with a smile.

The windows on the street next to the restaurant were pushed one by one, and dozens of figures jumped out of the window. There were soldiers and thieves, but the soldiers did not pull out the weapons, and the thieves did not launch stealth. The smile of the gloating scene surrounded Cromwell and his men.

The figure of Winston and Duye Sam appeared in the window. Duye Sam’s appearance was a bit strange. He had a black hair, but the horns had turned pale, his forehead was full of wrinkles, but his eyebrows and eyes looked again. Very young, coupled with black and white beards, makes it difficult to guess his true age.

"Cromwell is an adult, I haven't seen it for some time. What are you doing in this section?" Duye Sam said faintly.

"Dayer Sam, I went to Fado City and went back a few days ago." Cromwell's attitude is very humble. Although he is a mercenary guild, he is famous in this mercenary world. In front of the Yalong Knight, he is absolutely not rude.

"Are you going for a long time?"

"More than two months."

"Oh, it turned out to be like this." Duye Sam paused, as if suddenly remembered something: "Don't you fight? Let's fight first, then finish it."

Cromwell was stunned. He had recognized the unscrupulous mercenaries around him not only the reaper squad squad, but also the scorpion mercenary group. He felt that there was a misunderstanding in it. Duye Sam talked about it, and it would be fine to dismiss the misunderstanding. Who knows that Duye Sam did not give him a chance.

In fact, Duye Sam saw the Cromwell Street as a difficult road to the Moss, and he decided that the speculation might be a disagreement within the mercenary guild, but after a few words, Cromwell revealed the bottom, he is not Whoever ordered, but was ignorant, and in this case, Duye Sam was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"What happened?" Gibran, who was in front of him, found out that there was a situation behind him, and the members of the red squadron came over.

Cromwell's face has become iron blue, he can hardly believe his eyes, the reaper, the red squadron, the dragon sergeant mercenary group, are in front of this guy? ! If he is afraid, he is not afraid of Duye Sam and Winston. The former is a good old man. The latter is acting. He can find other ways to deal with it, but Gibran is different. Anyone who mentions Gibran will think of the eight. Words, acting hot, you must report! With Gibran intervening, no matter how things are handled in the end, there is no good fruit to eat! In other words, unless he is satisfied with Gibran, he will wait for the black knife.

"Gibron adults!" Cromwell barely smiled: "There should be some misunderstandings inside."

"Old guy, why didn't you say that there was a misunderstanding? Waiting for Laozi's brothers to come over, now I have misunderstood... Is it late?" Mo Xinke sneered.

"Is this guy getting you?" Gibran whispered: "He...should it be a mercenary guild?"

"What? Are you afraid?" Moxie squinted at Gibran.

"Afraid?" Gibran smiled and a look drifted. Hayden and Charles swayed forward and joined the encircled team. Edwina caressed the longbow casually, the hostility of the red squad members. It is already very obvious.

Cromwell's heart suddenly sinks. He can see that the relationship between Gibran and the big man is equal. Their conversation is very casual. It is not easy to win the attention of Gibran. This time, he is I got to the horse cell!

The moment before, Cromwell’s men still held a bright sword, but now they have become more than an honest, long sword has received a sheath, a joke, surrounded by so many high-ranking mercenaries, Does the sword have a fart? Really fight, the person who takes the sword is definitely the worst!

Winston and Duye Sam stepped out of the restaurant, and Duye Sam smiled at Han Jin: "Raphael, where are you going?"

"I heard that the caravan of the Cold Shadow City is coming, let's go and see the excitement." Han Jin smiled.

"Occasionally, we also want to go, let's go together."

"Okay."

Duye Sam turned his head and saw that the two sides were still confrontational. They could not help but frown: "This is the way you fight! Like a man, hurry! I don't want to stay with you all the time." In fact, Duye Sam really does. Is a good old man, the key is that the other party has the qualification to let him be a good person, this has little to do with the strength, even if Cromwell is only a civilian, Duye Sam will not deliberately insult him, downstairs Things have been clearly seen by the mercenaries of the dragons. If the Mo Xinke does not shoot, they have already rushed to save people.

Like his men, Cromwell took the sword back into the sheath. His eyes were cold and his body was straight. In this situation, he could only maintain his self-esteem with indifference. However, the indifference he made was immediately crushed by the fists that flew in the face, the nose was hit, and anybody's expression would become distorted!

A group of eight-order, nine-order, and even ten-order powerhouses, even with their fists to fight, even group gangs, this is an anecdote! And their expressions are not serious, hahaha, just like the children are playing games, Cromwell has been knocked down, he does not dare to release the vindictive to protect himself, can only try to protect his head, let people Punch and kick, like that, is more pitiful than the girl who had just beaten, but no one sympathizes with him. Donsina’s "uncle" is filled with the joy of life and exposes the relationship between them.

The Moxic Branch was not idle, and went straight to Tang Sai, a few old fists, and Tang Cai fell again in the snow.

Cromwell’s men are fine, of course, they don’t dare to do anything, they can only stand there. A group of tigers are playing a lamb. What can they do? Don't say that they are also sheep, even if they are wolves, they have to hide far!

"Okay!" Duye Sam said: "Since people can't fight back and don't pay back, we don't want to bully too much, forget it!"

The mercenaries also felt that they didn't mean anything. They stopped their hands. Cromwell still curled up in the snow. It is reasonable to say that he should use his eyes to express his anger at this time, instead of shrinking his head like a tortoise. However, he really did not dare. As far as he knows, at least a dozen unnamed murders have a relationship with Gibran. They can even say that they know that many mercenaries know that it is Gibran! But there is no direct evidence, and in the end it can't be lost. If there is a little bit of hatred, God knows that Gibran will let him go!

"Sasio, you send the girl back." Han Jin said slowly.

A glimpse of Sassu, he immediately understood the meaning of Han Jin. The other party was humiliated and did not dare to retaliate against them. It is very likely that the target was transferred to the girl. Han Jin was in a position to warn the other party.

"Okay." Sasio smiled.

The girl has been scared, she can't think of her dreams, because she will make such a big storm, so that Sasou talks to her around her, she did not respond at all.

The crowd left the humiliated Cromwell, about thirty meters away, and Gibran suddenly stopped: "Qi Keke."

"Gibron, are you calling me?"

"You go with him."

Chirk’s eyes are directed at Han Jin. He is not a Gublen person. This matter is related to who is loyal and can’t be sloppy.

Han Jin hesitated for a moment, nodded, Duye Sam sighed, but he said nothing, idle boring mercenaries dare to evaluate how he is Duye Sam, but no one dares to say Gibran Gossip, because Gibran is a person who likes to walk in the dark, and also likes to solve the trouble completely by means of seeing the light. However, today, the relationship between him and Han Jin has obviously warmed up. It is very stupid to come forward to stop Gibran from destroying the harmonious atmosphere.