The bar was filled with toasts.
Sitting at a table not far from Allen, a few men were discussing the changes in the Great Wasteland.
"Have you heard, the Dark King of the Great Wasteland. That man is a monster who made Zasuo admit defeat without a single move. What's even more terrifying is that he even knocked out the Shadow Army's branch in the wasteland. He simply doesn't put our Demon Shadow Kingdom in his eyes. "
"Our Demon Shadow Kingdom?" Someone sneered, "You sound like you're some big shot. Drink your wine. There's always something going on in the Great Wasteland. Today it's the Dark King, tomorrow it might be the Light King or something. Just listen to it. "
"You can't say that. I have friends who have returned from the wasteland. He told me personally that the human named Dark King had killed both Blood Eye and the White Devil. Forget about Blood Eye, White Devil Luci is a ruthless character. I heard that even Lord Gulant has a relationship with him. "
"So what? It's just killing Blood Eye and Luci. There are a lot of generals like this in our empire. Is it worth making a fuss about? Don't tell me you don't know that the empire doesn't care about a wasteland at all. Even if there's a bullshit common master, can you rebel? "
"Don't say, there's an army outside Gale City right now. Maybe one day they'll suddenly attack."
"Then I'll see the devil."
Then everyone at the table laughed. This should be the general mentality of the people of the empire. The Demon Shadow Kingdom and the Great Wasteland had been at peace for hundreds of years. Who would believe that the Great Wasteland would dare to attack Mokedan? That was as ridiculous as hearing that someone other than the Black Emperor dared to challenge the Demon King.
Allen shook his head. The existence of the two Sovereigns only made the life on this planet know Spenak and Frius, and they didn't put anyone else in their eyes at all. In the eyes of the Barbarians, this was an unbreakable fact.
At this moment, Trisley walked over with two glasses of wine and raised her glass to Allen through the crowd. As she walked past the table where she had been discussing the wasteland, a Baltic recklessly reached out to touch Trisley's butt. Allen knew it was going to be bad. Sure enough, the man's body suddenly shrank. His hands couldn't touch his buttocks, so he propped himself up on the ground and let out a blood-curdling scream. Trisley retracted her heel and turned around to ask coldly, "It's not easy to die."
The woman released a cold murderous aura, causing the men who wanted to stand up for their companions to shrink their necks. Then, they carried their companions away.
Trisley put the wine on the table and sat down with a smiling face. She glanced at Allen and said, "Did I do it too hard?"
"That's not it. I thought you would cut off that hand."
"I'd like to, but I can't." Trisley looked at the two glasses of wine on the table.
Ellen laughed and said, "Then I'll definitely have to finish this cup."
Trisley had a complacent expression on her face, but unexpectedly, one wave after another rose. A figure knocked away those men and stumbled back towards Allen. Trisley was not a benevolent woman. She had been harassed time and time again, and her killing intent had been aroused. Her hand rested on the dagger beside her leg, and the Ravaging Fang was only a little more than an inch out of its sheath when it was pushed back by Allen's two fingers. Allen stretched out his hand and pulled the figure that had crashed into him. The other party fell to the ground like a gourd, knocking over a few chairs.
It was a woman.
She looked very young and was reaching out to touch the back of her head. Different women have different characteristics. If Lucy is noble, Lola is wild, and Trisley is icy. Then the woman in front of her looked a little confused. She looked left and right, as if she didn't know who had thrown her over. At this moment, the crowd parted, and Allen saw a figure being thrown into the air and falling to the ground. He frowned slightly. At this moment, the woman who had fallen to the ground cried out in alarm. He hid behind Allen with his hands and feet, not knowing if it was intentional or unintentional.
Just as Allen was about to speak, the figure in front of him blurred. A male Baltic with a fierce body had already strode over. The pitch-black man had short gray hair, two of his four arms were holding wine bottles, and his entire body reeked of alcohol. The thick crocodile-like tail behind him constantly whipped the ground, cracking the floor tiles of the bar. He looked at Allen and shouted, "Hand over the woman behind you!"
Allen looked back and the woman looked back with pitiful eyes. "Please, sir, don't hand me over."
Allen smiled and didn't even say a word. He stretched out his hand and threw the woman towards the four-armed man. "She's yours. Hurry up and leave us alone."
He wasn't stupid enough to stand up for a strange woman in this place where dragons and snakes were mixed.
The four-armed man grabbed the woman who still hadn't reacted and raised his leg to leave, but he put down his thick leg. Seeing this scene, Allen seemed to have a premonition and frowned slightly. The man looked at Allen and said, "This woman stole my things."
"The person is already in your hands."
The Baltic said in a deep voice, "But how do I know if you are her accomplice? When you came into contact just now, maybe she had already handed it over to you."
Allen didn't get angry but laughed, "Then what do you want?"
"Take off all your clothes. If the thing is really not on you, I can let you go." The Baltic looked like it should be like this.
Allen was silent, but Trisley sneered. With her smile, the man's arrogance became even more arrogant. He threw the confused woman to the side, threw away the bottle, and cracked his four palms. He smiled sinisterly and said, "You want to resist? It's not good for you. "
"Master?"
Allen nodded, "Don't kill him. You can do whatever you want with the rest."
Trisley whistled and took a series of sexy steps towards Allen. She hooked her finger at him and said, "Come on, don't be afraid. My master said I won't kill you. "
The man roared angrily, and a strong aura was born. Unfortunately, compared to Trisley, it was not enough. He suddenly pounced forward. The onlookers saw Trisley's figure suddenly disappear, and the man pounced straight at Allen. However, his footsteps gradually slowed down and finally stopped. His palm was less than a body away from Allen. Looking straight at the man in front of him, Allen gently picked up his glass and took a sip. In his eyes, the man's expression became extremely strange. There was surprise, anger, and even more fear. Then, his four arms and the thick tail separated at the same time and fell heavily to the ground. When he let out a miserable scream, blood sprayed out of his wound like a fountain.
Allen silently put down the wine money and said to Trisley, who appeared behind the man, "Let's go. We can't drink anymore."
The two of them left the bar and returned to the bustling street. After taking a few steps, Trisley frowned, "The ghost is still lingering."
Allen shrugged and turned around. Behind them, the woman who had stolen something and brought trouble to the two of them ran over. She panted and said, "Wait, wait for me."
"Is there anything else?" Allen was curious about what she wanted to do.
She raised her face and smiled, "My name is Lu Qi. I haven't thanked you for saving me yet."
"It's nothing, but next time you steal something, it's best to think about whether you can afford to provoke others. That's all, Miss Lu Qi. "
Seeing Allen turn around to leave, the woman named Lu Qi simply grabbed his arm. Trisley's eyebrows immediately rose, wondering if she should cut off this woman's arm. Lu Qi didn't know if she felt the killing intent or if she was lucky, but when Trisley's hand touched the dagger, she had already let go of Allen and said, "At least tell me your name. You helped me once, and I will repay you. "
Hearing this, not to mention Allen, even Trisley was surprised. The Barbarians could cooperate, do the same thing for common interests, and submit to the hands of the strong to serve them, but there was absolutely no word for "repayment". However, seeing that the woman's face was serious and didn't seem to be joking, Allen didn't know what to say. He shook his head and said, "Don't take it to heart, Miss Lu Qi. It's better if we don't stay here."
Then he took Trisley and left.
Lu Qi stared blankly as they disappeared around the corner of the street. She sighed and walked into a small alley next to the bar.
"Is that woman really a Baltic?" On the way, Allen couldn't help but say, "Her personality is simply … unbelievable."
Hearing him describe the woman as unbelievable, Trisley laughed and said, "Maybe not. I really don't know how she survived to this day with that kind of personality."
They returned to the hotel. Belmore had already returned. Seeing Allen, he nodded and said, "I've found the man named Morocco."
"Very well, then everyone should rest early today. Tomorrow, let's pay a visit to this Moroccan gentleman and see what he can do for us. "
In a secluded alley, Lu Qi was walking alone. From time to time, one or two men passed by the alley. They looked at Lu Qi curiously, but they didn't do anything out of line. As she walked, Lu Qi suddenly stopped, and a shower of footsteps sounded behind her. A moment later, several figures jumped down from the buildings on both sides. At the same time, five or six Barbarians appeared behind Lu Qi.
The leader was the man who had chopped off four arms and a thick tail for Trisley. He had already bandaged his wounds. Because he had lost his tail, his balance was not very good, and he staggered a few steps. Seeing Lu Qi, he roared, "Do you think you can run away, bitch! Now that there's no man and woman to stand up for you, let's see where you can run to. "
Lu Qi seemed to be frightened. She sat down on the ground and covered her chest with a face full of fear. Obviously, there was no word "pitiful" in the dictionary of the Barbarians. Looking at her like this, the severely injured man felt the pleasure of revenge. He winked, and a person behind Lu Qi ran over with a strange smile. He raised a long knife and stabbed it towards the woman's back.
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