Accompanied by these words, a strong man stepped into the door. The man looked in his early forties, his face dark, and the years left countless traces on his face, and there was a cross scar on his left face. The man casually wore a short suit and a scimitar was tied around his waist.

He stood in the center of the hall and said, "I am Feilong!"

In just five words, a natural momentum arises naturally

Behind him were three or five shrewd and capable subordinates, and behind them were the big men who had just been fanned out. The gangsters lined up in two fan-shaped rows behind the flying dragon, looking quite imposing.

Kate's pupils slowly shrank, his whole body relaxed, tightened, and relaxed again. But after a moment, he was defeated by Feilong's gaze and took a step back.

Amid the clanging sound, a murderous aura suddenly filled the audience. The nobles and scumbags were covered in full bloom and came out from the back hall. The equipment on their bodies emitted various magic halos. At a glance, you can tell that they were produced by the real God of War Hammer, luxurious, simple and elegant.

The Feilong boss Purely forced Kate away with his eyes. When he saw the evil young men, he was not panicked. He still said calmly in his hoarse voice: "I, Feilong, can't afford such a grand welcome scene. Maybe the children didn't make it clear just now. I am here to discuss business this time."

Roger turned to Lunce, "What is this guy doing? It looks very terrible?"

Rance also whispered: "This flying dragon is one of the few masters in the underground world of Ercheng here, and the number of brothers under his command is the largest. Even the Thieves Guild is unwilling to have any conflicts with him. I heard that he had slaughtered an adult two-legged flying dragon alone when he was young, so he called himself the boss of the flying dragon."

Roger replied: "In your opinion, how much strength this guy has and what profession?"

Rance squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, saying, "I can't tell the profession very much, but it should be from the warrior. Seeing that his left hand is thicker than his right hand, he should be using his left hand knife." After pausing, Rance said, "I'm such a master, I can't even find the gap to shoot archery."

Roger whispered, "Your grandma, what do you need to find a gap for the thing you just made not long ago?"

Rance smiled and under the cover of his sleeves, a cylinder made of fine steel, which was more than one foot long slid into his hand. The cylinder was extremely exquisitely made, with a small handle and a trigger. The mouth of the cylinder showed dense arrow tips. After counting, there were as many as twelve of them. The arrow tips were dull and dark blue, which obviously had a huge poison.

Roger said: "This thing must not be used until the critical moment. It will be too troublesome to cause any life. I think you should use a crossbow first."

The two of them discussed secretly behind them. Franco had already met him in front of him and said loudly: "I wonder what business Boss Feilong wants to discuss?"

Feilong said, "Actually, this business is very simple. I will provide you with security so that you can make money with peace of mind. As long as the money earned is divided, I will be grateful to my children for food." The nobles were stunned. Could it be that they were here to collect protection fees? I didn't expect it, but how could the protection fees be so generous?

Franco followed Feilong's tone and said, "I don't know how to divide Feilong's method?"

"This is simple, 28 points!"

Franco said in a sinister way: "Boss Feilong, you have more than 20% of them!"

Feilong laughed wildly, and a whirlwind immediately rolled up in the hall and said, "I, Feilong, took only 20% of the game! This is my eight and you two!"

Franco's voice became colder and colder: "Boss Feilong, do you know who paid for this God of War Hammer? Do you think clearly about it when it comes to being an enemy of the great nobles?"

The flying dragon shouted violently, and the sound waves were everywhere, and all kinds of glassware were shattered. Everyone in the hall, who had weaker skills, were dizzy and Venus ran around. The young girls fell to the ground and cried in fear. A wave of slutty breath came to their noses, and some people were so scared that they had incontinence.

After establishing his authority, Feilong said in a hoarse voice: "I don't care who opened this store, I'm going to make sure that this is 80% profit! Otherwise, no matter where I am, as long as I am alive for one day, I won't think about opening this store again!"

At some point, Kate walked up with a spear in his hand. The gun was originally displayed in the hall. After the above-mentioned stainless steel was hit, the entire gun was glowing with green light. The three-inch tip of the gun was dark black, but it was coated with a layer of black iron. After the black iron was plated, the gun was invincible, and it was famous for its "Armor Break".

With a shot in his hand, Kate's momentum was different. He slowly stepped forward step by step, and the Dou Qi couldn't help but increase, and a little milky white light gradually appeared around his body. The light of the Dou Qi gradually became brighter until it formed a halo of about an inch across Kate's body. The Dou Qi light continued to stretch along the gun body until it extended to the tip of the gun. A dazzling ball of light suddenly burst out from the tip of the gun, and then it became darker. It turned out that the dark black gun tip turned milky white, and there was a faint light band flowing continuously.

Kate shouted, "Franco, why are you talking to him? These people were instructed by anyone, so they were obviously here to make trouble! Humph, this life-and-death struggle is not only determined by their deep skills, so let me see the strength of this Feilong Boss again!"

Boss Feilong looked surprised and said, "I didn't expect you to practice the sacred fighting spirit! And his skills are extraordinary. I am far inferior to you at your age. Well, this gun is also good! A good gun! It's really a good gun! It's as outstanding as a human gun." The person behind Feilong couldn't help but feel angry. He snorted, and the fiery red fighting spirit lit up, and he stepped forward, saying, "Let me meet this knight!"

The man was as good as Kate and seemed to be a man of many battles. The two immediately confronted each other on the spot.

Roger estimated the situation in the whole game. It seemed that the three people under Feilong were almost the same as those of the people. Franco and Rance seemed to be able to deal with one person. Only this Feilong boss had unknown strength, but he should be able to hold on for a while, and then Fis, who was hiding in the dark, should be able to win. Of course, if Fengyue is added, he will win, but this occasion is not suitable for summoning Fengyue. Besides, Fengyue is getting bigger and bigger, even if he summons himself, it is a problem. But without Fengyue, he still has the most victory. Roger couldn't help but feel a headache. On the first day of opening, it was still so troublesome to send some gangsters.

Moreover, when the fight was completed, the decorations in the hall were afraid of being affected by the fish. Thinking of the cost of purchasing these things, Roger's fat body couldn't help but shake a few times. The fat man changed his mind. I don't know what kind of person this Feilong boss's backstage was. If he really started, he might have no room for maneuver. The best strategy in front of him was to defeat others without fighting. It seems that Et is a rough guy, and he has seen this step long ago, and he is quite a plan.

While the fat man was thinking about it, Franco and Rance had already faced each other, and only Feilong boss and the other were leisurely and relaxed. Just as the situation on the court was about to break out, there was another noise at the gate. A few thumps of sounds, and the few big men who were staying at the gate guarding the gate were thrown in.

A tall man with a big figure and covered in clothes followed him in. The man held a giant sword with both hands in his right hand. The sword was exquisitely crafted and gorgeously decorated. The magic halo in his left hand flashed and destroyed, and he kept drawing various talismans. Looking at this pose, he was afraid that others would not know that he was a magic swordsman.

It was Et who arrived.

Hulala, a group of dragons and beauty knights squeezed in, surrounded Feilong and others, and pointed at the sword forest directly. The ones coming in behind were more than a dozen short crossbowmen, and the crossbow arrows also designated Feilong and others. Feilong, who had been very calm, changed his face. No matter how high his skills were, he would be unable to avoid such many crossbow arrows. Moreover, there were Roger and others staring at him. He looked at the few subordinates who were thrown in, and his face looked even more ugly. All the subordinates were injured in joints, and they could not recover in the short term. If one was not properly conditioned, he might leave some disability. These knights were so ruthless, but their faces were very calm. They were definitely not a rookie who had just started fighting. If they really started, they would not be able to get it.

Seeing Feilong's heart apart, Roger secretly gave Feis and Rance a secret code.

A small gray-black light ball flew in from outside the hall like lightning and sank into the body of the confrontation with Rance. The man's face looked struggling, then his eyes turned red, and the sword in his hand turned towards Feilong, but he was hit by Feis' fifth-level magic "mental control technique". Rance made a free hand and immediately aimed a cylinder object covered by the sleeve of the robe at Feilong.

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Roger walked out from behind the crowd, dragged the battle axe in his hand, and laughed three times in his eyes.

Despite the dangerous situation, the flying dragon boss was not panicked. He ignored the sharp swords and crossbows around him, and only looked at Roger with a faint smile, like a snake staring at a frog. Waves of invisible murderous aura rushed towards Roger like a storm. He just used this move to force Kate back.

Rogerton felt as if he was in a vast ocean that was calm on the surface but undercurrents inside. His heart was shaken, his mouth was dry, and he just wanted to turn around and run away. He secretly cried out in his heart. When his mind raised, his eyes faded away, and his eyes turned clear and bright, and a silver thread appeared in his pupils. The world in front of Roger was covered with a faint silver color, and the scenery and characters were distorted and deformed. The silver thread was sometimes big and sometimes small, and swam like a snake a few times, and the world stabilized in Roger's eyes.

The dark red murderous aura filled the flying dragon's body. The murderous aura flew out three or five times, like a living snake, constantly pounced towards him, and waves exploded on his body. Every time he exploded, his purple-red and golden-shaped mental power would shake. Roger's mind moved, and his mental power seemed to wake up. He divided millions of thin threads, which bloomed in a flash, and kept dancing around Roger's body. As soon as the dark red murderous aura came, hundreds of thin threads came forward, and the first one wrapped around the murderous aura tightly wrapped around him. The dozens of threads in the middle became extremely sharp, cutting off the murderous aura in one fell swoop. The final evil was revealed, and the murderous aura that had cut off the road home was completely wiped out.

Feilong's expression was also a little unnatural. He saw that the fat man was about to be suppressed by his power, but for some reason, the fat man suddenly seemed like a vast ocean. His murderous aura rushed over, and he felt like he had fallen into the empty space, leaving no return. Could it be that this fat man, who is not amazing, was actually a masterpiece?

Roger smiled and took advantage of the flying dragon's chance to lose his mind. His narrowed eyes lit up, and they all turned silver white. The silver faded in a blink of an eye and was not noticed. It was in this moment that the flying dragon's whole body seemed transparent and was seen through. Under the dark red murderous aura, a layer of red light suddenly lit up, which was the light of Dou Qi. The light flowed slowly, as it was. From this Dou Qi, the flying dragon's power was indeed far stronger than Kate, at least a warrior of about thirteenth level. After the Dou Qi light lit up, Roger could no longer see through the flying dragon, but at that previous glance, he had already found a small ball of bright red light flowing in Fei Long's lower abdomen, just like blood dripping from the human heart.

Roger shivered. I don’t know how many people this flying dragon killed to have the murderous aura. This fighting spirit! His brain moved rapidly, searching for information. Ah, there is! This fighting spirit is not a fire fighting spirit. Judging from the bright red light, it is a bloodthirsty fighting spirit! Moreover, this small ball of light cannot move. It is obviously a flying dragon that can temporarily improve the fighting spirit during the battle. What kind of person can do this? This question is easier to answer, it is a barbarian warrior! Their violent technique can increase its strength by half in an instant!

After understanding Feilong's trump card, Rogge's mind was a little calm. If the Fengyue was not good, he would show off his bloodthirsty fighting spirit, then Feilong's bloodthirsty fighting spirit would be too shameful! The bloodthirsty fighting spirit was not obtained through cultivation, but simply through killing! In front of the two armies, the fierce generals who killed countless people often had bloodthirsty fighting spirit. If this Feilong, a civilian, had not set foot in the military, this bloodthirsty fighting spirit could only mean that his hands were covered with blood. When he met the extreme factions in the Church of Light and members of the Doomsday Judgment, would probably be purified indiscriminately.

The fat man suddenly glanced at the corner of his eyes, and saw the red in his eyes flashing brightly and darkly, and his heart moved, and said to Feilong: "Mr. Feilong is so profound that he actually wants to delay the 'mental control technique' failure. Does Mr. Feilong think that in such a situation, he can turn the tables?" Feilong said lightly: "I don't think you are an ordinary person. Once this battle begins, it's hard to say who wins and loses. Besides, whether it's time to delay or not, this mental control technique cannot last. If you want, you might as well let the sword stab you over and try it. But I, Feilong, have always been a kind of drip of water, and are repaid in the spring."

Roger sneered and said, "Mr. Feilong killed countless people, so I naturally know this. I still have some tricks but I don't use them. But I have a little bit like Mr. Feis!"

As the shout fell, the man who was controlled turned his sword, not stabbing Feilong, but wiping it at his neck! Feilong was just restless by Roger's words secretly pricked. He was shocked at this time and had no time to grab the sword. He kicked the man in the lower abdomen and kicked him out, and the sword naturally left his neck.

The man landed between the dragon and the beauty knight. After standing up, he said nothing and wiped his neck with a sword. Feilong's face turned pale and he roared, trying to come forward to save the person, but it was too late.

With a sound, at the critical moment, the sword was held by a golden light and a magnificent axe. The fat man's kind smile appeared from behind the man and said with a smile: "Master Feilong, can you have to take action?"

Feilong's face turned blue and white, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Let you go today, let's go!" After the words came, no one moved.

Feilong hesitated and shouted, "Today I, Feilong, admit defeat, you let him go, from now on, no one who is, Feilong, will never cause trouble for the God of War Hammer!" Roger smiled, knowing that such a fierce person would not have to be too tight, so he reached out and pushed the man to Feilong.

When everyone was making trouble, Feilong suddenly turned around and said coldly: "I have recorded what happened today. You should be careful when you walk at night in the future, don't have to suffer any bruises or damage."

Roger's face turned cold and said, "Old Feilong, although we are young, we have also come down from the battlefield of life and death. If any brother accidentally hits a tree on the night road, I have to simmer some blood and stew more dragon skin and dragon soup to nourish my brother's body. Even if there are three or five hundred dragons in the city here, one per day, and it will be stewed until it is all!" After that, Roger snorted lightly, and a spiritual impact rushed straight to a man beside Feilong.

Feilong and others felt like a plate of cold water dripping from their heads. The coldness was so cold that they immediately started to chill. The man was the first to be hit. Unpredictable, two blood flowed from his nose and fell to the ground. Feilong was shocked and ordered people to raise the man and leave in a hurry.

Feilong was also unlucky. He was originally one of the best gangsters in this city, but he met Roger and others, but he was a bandit in his bones. The scholar was indecisive to see soldiers, and the situation was roughly the same when the gangster met the bandits.

Roger saw Feilong and others leaving, but his face looked worried. Franco walked over silently. The two of them looked at the sky outside the door gradually dimming and the lead clouds gradually gathered. They felt depressed in their hearts and breathed in their chests. The two of them felt that today's affairs would not be so easy to be good.

As soon as Feilong and others left, the shop became lively again. Ett was a mighty and cool magic swordsman. Even the heroes who had killed dragons were standing beside him, they would look shabby. At this time, countless noble ladies and wives surrounded Ett, asking questions about their length and weakness, and they opened their cherry lips, which was no less harmful than the secret detectives of the Kingdom. They had already found out about Ett's genealogy. Although the Ett family was not outstanding, the young man was labeled a knight and seemed tall and rich. Moreover, there were not many real wealthy families in the hall, either small and medium aristocrats or wealthy businessmen without a reputation. Ett was the first choice for such son-in-law. After a moment, Ett took on countless banquet invitations and lined up until the second week.

On the other side, Kate was also very glorious. Although the spear "piercing armor" had not appeared in the battle just now, he was also very popular. On the spot, many old noble knights said that they had unique vision and had long been attracted by the gun. One of the nobles was dissatisfied and ordered the butler to take out a top-grade magic armor from home to test the gun. This so-called top-grade magic armor was just a little strengthened by the refined steel armor. Because magic equipment is really hard to find, this armor is priced at a high price, worth hundreds of gold coins.

At the Kate Fighting Qiyun, the tip of the gun turned milky white again, then shouted loudly, and stabbed it out with a loud bang. The sound was like piercing the rotten wood, without any metal friction. Looking at the armor, it had been pierced.

The fat man had sharp eyes and had already noticed the situation here. He rushed over and grabbed the "armor-breaking" in his hand. He smiled at everyone and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, this gun was put in the wrong place, it should be on the second floor. It's all the useless things like my subordinates. I put the original battle gun upstairs." After that, he turned around and shouted angrily at a girl beside him: "You useless thing, I've told you that these two guns are very similar, don't put them wrong! Don't put them wrong! The result is still a mistake, right? I'm spending so much money to support you!"

The girl looked as beautiful as a water onion, pretty and charming. She was scolded so much that she kept crying and she kept bowing her head to apologize, but said in her heart: "There is only this long spear in the entire store, which is to be placed on the gun stand on the first floor. When will you come out with a new gun?" She felt resentful in her heart, and she dared not say it. The girl was smart and knew that there would be benefits afterwards.

At this time, the nobles in the hall stopped doing it. Some of the older ones stood up first and accused him: "As a noble, how can you go back on your word like this? It's really wrong. Since the gentlemen and ladies present have seen it, they should take responsibility after asking for the price. This is the aristocratic demeanor of a promise of a thousand gold!"

Everyone present said that, and Roger also looked ashamed and apologized repeatedly, announcing that the gun was sold at the price. These celebrities only felt that this young man had good skills and could correct his mistakes, and his favorability increased immediately. Looking at the scale of the God of War Hammer, the fat man was naturally rich, and many people immediately had the idea of ​​recruiting a son-in-law.

The old nobleman coughed with satisfaction and said, "I had twenty years of knighthood when I was young. Although I am a little older, I have not put down my skills yet. This gun is just worthy of my status. With this gun, I can kill the enemy for the country again, hahahaha."

The other VIPs immediately stopped doing it, and a young man dressed in a gorgeous knight said, "Earl Schneider, you are probably not just a little older! This gun looks a little heavier. You may be exhausted when you walk three miles away before you succeed. You will hurt the general first. I am afraid there is no way to kill the enemy for the country."

The old nobleman was furious: "Gill, you guy are here to destroy my platform? It's almost the same for you. I remember the battle with the Duchy of Ron back then, if it weren't for me..." The old and the young kept quarreling, and everyone around was not idle, and they were having a lot of fun.

In the end, seeing that the show was about to end, the fat man simply held a small auction on the spot, and the price was higher. Everyone bid leaps and the price rose from three thousand gold coins. In the end, the old earl finally overwhelmed everyone with six thousand gold coins.

The old earl was very proud and walked onto the stage and grabbed the famous gun to "break the armor", but couldn't move it. The old earl was a little embarrassed, but fortunately there were not many people who discovered it, only Jill sneered twice. The old earl used all his strength and raised it hard, but still did not move at all. This time everyone had already discovered something was wrong, and the field was quiet. The old earl dared not turn around, his face flushed, shouting loudly, and even the strength to take care of his breasts was used. The gun finally slowly raised one by one, and when it reached three inches high, it fell heavily. Jill cheered loudly, "It's indeed a good gun! It's just in time to kill the enemy!"

The old count's back trembled. In addition to Jill's cheer, he could hear a needle falling off.

However, the old Count was knowledgeable and experienced a lot of storms. When he turned around, he was already happy and said loudly: "Such a good gun is just for family heirloom. If anyone comes, carry it back!" The four servants responded and raised the gun, and their feet were shaking. They followed the old Count out of the door with great difficulty. Seeing that the gun was so heavy, it was obviously not an ordinary person, they couldn't help but regret that the old Count bought it cheaply. Even Najir was full of regret and didn't bother to ridicule the old Count again.

It took a long time for the celebrities to save themselves. When Kate and Roger carried this gun, they were as relaxed as if they were holding a wooden stick. It seemed that they had a lot of skills. The heart of a son-in-law became lively.

The winter nights come very early. When the black sky once again occupied the world, the prosperity of the world was at its climax. The warm lights lit up in stores on Fifth Avenue. The noble ladies and ladies were wearing various precious furs and walked down from the elegant and luxurious carriage in a graceful manner. Accompanied by gentlemen with shy chests and bulging belly, they walked proudly into the store door. The elegant and decent waiters came over to greet them humbly. The various jewelry on the noble ladies radiated an intoxicating halo under the magic light. When the ladies and ladies passed by, they greeted politely, but their eyes quickly assessed the other party's identity and status and the value of the jewelry.

The three carriages stopped at the door of the God of War Hammer. The three carriages with ordinary styles, undecorated and with many mud marks seemed extremely dissonant and conspicuous among the many luxurious carriages around. Before the carriage was stopped, the coachman jumped out of the carriage, his movements were free and neat, without spending any extra effort.

The door of the carriage in the middle was respectfully opened by the coachman. A hand wearing black leather gloves gently lifted the curtain. The people in the car looked at the magnificent oak door of the God of War Hammer and the magnificent scene in the hall. They smiled with satisfaction and said to themselves: "Is this the God of War Hammer? It's really worth it this time."

At this time, four big men wearing black velvet cloaks came down from the other two carriages.

The three carriages were parked at the gate of the God of War Hammer without hesitation, blocking the road of the latecomers. A large, dark black and gold-edged carriage was blocked there. The coachman's uniform could be seen to have a good texture. The coachman jumped down and scolded loudly: "Which bastard's car is parked in the middle of the road? If it is a mistake for my master, can your tiny shoulders afford it?!"

The men in black ignored the coachman who was shouting there. Only one coachman walked over and said nothing, slowly raised his hand. The steps seemed slow and fast. In a blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of the coachman. The hand just strangled his throat and strangled the remaining swear words in his throat. At this time, the master in the car became impatient, opened the car window, looked out a fat and white head, and shouted: "Why have you stopped for so long?

What was delaying?" He saw his coachman being held in his hand by someone dressed by another coachman. The coachman raised his empty hand, pulled off the red copper light from the carriage, exerted one hand, and slowly pinched the light into a ball of scrap copper. The coachman then spoke, his voice as cold as the cold wind blowing from hell: "Wait a little longer, you can live a little longer." The fat man's face shook, and he was so scared that he retracted back to the carriage and stopped making a sound.

Another coachman walked into the gate of the God of War Hammer, and the waiter immediately greeted him. These waiters were experienced and experienced, and knew that these nobles were of great style, so some servants must lead the way first. Although this coachman was dressed ordinary, his demeanor was extraordinary. Maybe he was the coachman of a wealthy family, so he could not neglect it. Franco suddenly said "Huh" and said in surprise: "How could it be you? When did you become a coachman?"

The coachman raised his head and smiled bitterly. It turned out to be the captain of the Second Knights. He had had a fierce battle with several evil young men in the casino.

Parsis ignored Franco and stepped aside to greet the men in black who were walking into the hall.

The man in the middle untied his cloak gracefully, and Passis immediately stepped forward and took the cloak. The man was tall and handsome, about thirty years old, with long dark brown slightly curly hair casually dispersed, with a high nose and deep eyes, and a pair of eyes with deep green eyes. His face was firm and his skin was pale that nobles dreamed of. He wore a black dress with a very fitted face. Except for a small two-color gold tulip pin on the neckline, there was no other decoration on his body.

As soon as these people came in, they immediately attracted the attention of the audience, and the evil nobles and evil young men looked solemn.

The man in the leader glanced over the nobles and evil young men, and finally stopped on Roger and stared for a moment. Everyone who was watching felt like a basin of cold water was poured on their heads, and they seemed to be standing naked in the snow, and they were watching. Everyone looked ugly and tried their best to resist this feeling. Only Kate and Roger, one by one, successfully drove away this gaze.

He suddenly smiled, as if winter was coming and spring came, and the solemn atmosphere disappeared without a trace. Then, he took off his gloves, his fingers were long and pale. He wore a strange-style tail ring on his left finger, and the huge emerald oil was shining.

He stretched out his hand to the nobles and scum, and said with a smile: "A few of them are indeed extraordinary! Let me introduce myself. My name is David. I am now the leader of the Second Knights of the Principality of Bavaria - the Knights of the Canglang. These people behind me are my colleagues."

He shook hands with everyone one by one, and finally arrived at Roger, holding it but not letting go, and staring at him with a smile. Roger was so terrified that he laughed and started laughing awkwardly. The man smiled more and more happily, and said in a voice that only Roger could hear: "It turns out that he is a hero and he really has good skills."

Cold sweat flowed down Roger's forehead. He forced himself to turn around and escape immediately or use his mental power to detect. The fat man, who was extremely sensitive intuition, instinctively felt an invisible force on the other party's body detecting him everywhere. Seeing that his companions around him looked unconscious, Roger sighed and gave up all the thoughts of resisting.
To be continued...