"Oh, has this Lawrence's young master taken a fancy to me?" The millet girl smiled charmingly and gently pressed her hand on Ogre's thin chest, then gradually touched it.
Ogre's breathing quickened, while the girl's companions at the table giggled and watched, not intending to interfere at all.
Finally, the girl's hand slid past Ogre's waist and landed on his belt. She gently clenched and shook it slowly, causing the youth's eyes to almost spit out flames. But then, the girl's eyes suddenly turned cold. The hand that was holding Ogre's vital point suddenly increased in strength, and Ogre fell from heaven to hell. He screamed, "Let go! Let go! "
Josh and the others' expressions suddenly changed. The girl clenched her fists again and suddenly spun around on the chair. His slender legs pushed against Ogre's lower abdomen and kicked the youth away, crashing into the front board of the bar counter.
"Impudent!" Josh slapped the table and stood up, "You actually dare to do this to Lawrence's young master? Lowly commoner, he's a noble!"
As he spoke, he walked towards the girl's table. The youths drank some wine and followed behind Josh in order to show their loyalty. Only Allen still had his back to them and continued to drink his wine.
The young men at the girl's table also suddenly stood up. One of them was very tall. He had a head of brown hair and a well-defined physique. His jacket was half-open, revealing a piece of fluff inside. The man clenched his fists lightly, and a crackling sound came from his joints. It was extremely frightening. Looking at Josh and the others with a contemptuous smile, the young man sneered, "Young masters, you've come to the wrong place. This is not twilight, but the old oak tree. It's not a place for you to come at all. Since you're here, you have to follow the rules here. "
"The rules here are very simple. Status and wealth don't work in the old oak tree. Whoever has the hardest fist is the boss. Do you understand? "
"Then I'll tell you my rules. My rule is that whoever punches me, I'll beat the crap out of him. Now, this woman kicked my friend. You only have two choices. One is for her to come with us. As long as she makes us all happy tonight, we can forget about it. The second is also very simple. All of you kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes. I can also be magnanimous and let bygones be bygones. "Josh returned the young man's gaze and said.
The brown-haired youth sneered, while his companions beside him were already filled with anger. That millet maiden suddenly pulled out the dagger on her thigh and said with a smile, "Perhaps I can give you a third choice, which is to let me chop you brats off your bodies."
A companion beside him laughed and said, "Come on, Zia. These brats aren't even as thick as a finger, what's the point of chopping them off? "
The faces of Josh and the others immediately flushed red. They had never been humiliated like this before. Without Josh's orders, they had already pounced on each other while shouting. Josh turned around and shouted, "Allen, come and help!"
Allen felt a wave of irritation. He hated the feeling of being dragged into the water, not to mention that he had previously advised Ou Ge not to cause trouble. He pretended not to hear it, and anger flashed in Josh's eyes. He no longer called out and rushed towards the brown youth angrily.
Apart from Josh, the other youths were only level five or six Origin Energy practitioners. How could they be the opponents of these youths who had clearly constructed their circuits? They had already been beaten to the ground in three or two moves, but they still cared about the noble identities of these youths and didn't dare to be ruthless. On the other hand, the woman named Zia was extremely ruthless. Her dagger flew and pulled out long wounds on the thighs of several youths. One of them even stabbed her dagger into his thigh, causing the youth to cry out in pain.
Allen shook his head and jumped down. He turned around and walked towards them. "Enough is enough. Even if they offended you first, you taught them a lesson. If this goes on, it won't end so well. "
Zia was pressing her butt on a youth. The dagger slashed across the youth's thigh again. Then, she raised her head and looked at Allen. "Are you with them?"
Allen thought of the damned "social" and spread out his hands. "We came together."
"That's enough. You so-called nobles are disgusting to look at!" Zia suddenly rubbed her body and pounced on Allen.
She was as fast as a female leopard, and the dagger in her hand was a fangs. What made Allen even more puzzled was that this woman's eyes flickered with killing intent. The dagger in her hand was even thrust towards his throat, as if she wanted to kill him on the spot.
Allen snorted coldly. He didn't know this woman at all, so he couldn't figure out why she wanted to kill him. However, he didn't have the habit of waiting for death. He immediately dodged the other party's blade with a spinning step. At the same time, he reached behind his waist and the devil's praise that he had been carrying on his body immediately came into his hand. Allen twisted his wrist and the dagger flew towards the woman's neck.
The woman was also amazing. She twisted her slender waist and spun away. He pounced on her again and stabbed his dagger again. Allen swept away and took the opportunity to lean forward, causing Zia to retreat repeatedly.
Zia snorted and wanted to go up again, but she heard a voice shouting, "Let me do it!"
The voice came from behind Allen. He turned around and found that Josh had been put down at some point. His face was bruised and he had fainted. Looking at the figure in front of him, the brown youth looked at Allen calmly and said, "You're much stronger than them. Even Zia can't take advantage of you. Interesting."
Allen shook his head and said, "Enough, this matter ends here. Let me take them away now. It's not good for you to continue fighting. "
"What, do you only know fear now? Young Master? "The brown youth said disdainfully.
Allen took a deep breath and restrained his anger. "This is for your own good. Listen, the family behind me is Bescot. Even so, do you want to continue? "
He didn't like to use his identity to suppress others, but in this situation, if he didn't reveal a sufficient identity, he would probably be entangled with these people. Hearing Bescot, the onlookers silently dispersed. Even Zia and her companions were shocked. Then, they shook their heads at the brown youth.
Allen heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that things could end peacefully. However, at this moment, the Origin Energy in the field surged, and the light patterns on the brown youth's body flashed, forming a fist-sized engraving on his chest. The brown youth's right hand trembled, and a strange buzzing sound came from the tip of his fist. He strode forward and said, "So what if it's Bescot? Could it be that just because you're nobles, you can do whatever you want? "
His Origin Energy was thick and condensed, giving off a full sense of strength. When the brown youth walked over step by step, it actually made people feel as if the bar was shaking gently! It was an illusion caused by the viewer's senses being affected by Origin Energy. At this moment, the temperature in the bar suddenly rose. Everyone saw an orange streak of light flash across Allen's body, and a blazing sword engraving appeared on his forehead.
The devil praised and was wrapped in high-temperature flames. Allen held his saber and shook his head, "It's not too late for you to stop now."
"Shut up!" The brown youth's tongue was like spring thunder. He shouted and punched out.
A rumbling sound rang out in the air. Ripples visible to the naked eye wrapped around the young man's fist and smashed towards Allen's head and face like a cannonball. Even at this time, Allen was still as calm as ever. He even saw the calmness in the young man's eyes. This was far from his righteous indignation.
Could it be that those were just excuses? An excuse to attack him?
These thoughts flashed through Allen's mind.
A heavy punch arrived.
"It's a heavy cannon fist!" Zia screamed, "Stop, William! Don't use this move … "
The surrounding spectators all felt it difficult to breathe, as if the young man named William had punched out and sucked away the air around him at the same time. In Allen's eyes, he could clearly see that the Origin Energy of William's fist was circulating in a certain pattern. They moved the surrounding air, forming a dense mass of air. Allen took a deep breath, and a flaming moon suddenly rose in his bright red pupils!
The devil's praise pulled out an arc of flame light in the air. The blazing flaming moon collided with William's heavy cannon fist, and the bar immediately exploded with a muffled sound. The high-density air mass in front of the heavy punch exploded, accompanied by a hundred thousand streams of fire splashing out in all directions, causing the spectators to cry out in alarm and scatter in all directions. The two different types of Origin Energy collided, and the shockwave from the collision caused the glasses and wine bottles on the nearby tables, and even the windows and doors in the distance to explode one by one.
Allen took a few steps back, and the blood energy in his body surged. His throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spit out a small mouthful of blood. Looking at William, his fur clothes were also ignited by the flames of the Flaming Moon, but they were quickly suppressed by his own Origin Energy. However, the young man looked extremely miserable.
William took a deep breath and moved his Origin Energy again. He was about to attack again. Suddenly, a palm pressed on his shoulder. An old man with a red nose and half-drunk eyes said, "You should stop, little fellow. I don't want you to hurt Bescot's men in my bar. Besides, this is a little different from what you said before. "
Allen frowned slightly. The old man's words sounded like the young man named William had known that he would come. His gaze fell on Josh again, and Allen seemed to be deep in thought.
Being stopped by the old man, Wilick sighed and winked at the others. Soon, they walked away cleanly. The old man looked at Allen and said, "Take your companions and leave."
"Wait, what do you mean by what you said just now? What did that William say to you before? "Allen stopped him and asked.
The old man spat out a smoke ring and chuckled, "I'm sorry, Young Master. You see, I'm old and my memory is a little bad. I've forgotten what that brat William said to me. "
Allen knew that he was unwilling to tell the truth. Seeing that he had stopped William with a press just now, this old man was definitely not simple either. Allen could only dispel the thought of asking and wake Josh up. When Josh woke up, he remembered what had happened and immediately felt ashamed. At this point, everyone naturally no longer had the mood to drink and left the bar with each other.
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