When they saw that it was a third person who was fighting, the two people who were fighting came back to their senses and were stunned.
"F * ck, didn't I tell you to step back?!" This was the exasperated Glover.
"You don't look like much." This was the cloaked patron who was gloating.
Their gazes met again, and anger rose in their hearts.
Without waiting for Thales to speak, Glover pounced on him again!
"F * ck you!"
The cloaked patron did not want to be outdone. He returned the favor with a punch.
"F * ck you too!"
With a thud, the two men's figures collided again. They separated and reunited, and they fought to their heart's content.
"Listen up, if you dare to touch Lilian with your filthy hands — Hiss!"
"Does it hurt? Hehe, if you harass her again, this is … Argh!
"I have never lost a fight since I was young … Urk!
"I have never fought before, because no one dares to fight me … Ouch!
"I have killed more people than the girls you have slept with … Wah!
"The girls I have slept with are … F * ck, no … Ouch!"
Thales looked at Kommodore, who was unconscious on the ground, and the two people who were happily fighting with each other. He rubbed his face, feeling a headache coming on. He did not know what to do.
Even louder discussions came from the cracks in the doors on both sides of the corridor.
At this moment, a loud and stern female voice came from afar.
"Enough!
This is Laurel Club! "
For some reason, when they heard this voice, the two people who were wrestling on the ground shuddered at the same time!
Thales turned his head around. A beautiful woman came with a lamp. She had a nice figure, and her eyes were gentle. Behind her was a listless and sickly man, and the obedient and innocent Sissy.
When this beauty appeared, not only did Glover and his opponent stop fighting, even the whispers on both sides of the corridor became softer.
The beauty's steps were light, and her waist was slender. At that moment, her face was as cold as ice. She walked to Thales' side (the prince quickly lowered his head) and watched the two people who were fighting.
"You, get up!"
The beauty spoke harshly and glared at the man under the cloak.
But her every frown and smile was charming. Even her anger was enchanting.
The man looked up and said awkwardly,
"Miss Lillian …"
The beautiful woman named Lillian frowned and said angrily,
"Move!"
The burly man quickly let go of Glover and scrambled to get up in a sorry state.
So, this is the star of Laurel Club, Miss Lillian?
Thales muttered.
Glover panted and stared at Lillian blankly.
"You."
Lillian stared at Glover for a long time before she said coldly,
"Step back."
Glover's expression was complicated. At that moment, he seemed to be excited and ashamed.
"Lilian …"
Lillian widened her eyes.
"Back off!"
Glover seemed to have heard a military order. He quickly got up and retreated. Thales suspected that he did not even carry out Mallos' orders so well.
Lilian turned around and looked at the gaps in the doors that were opened all around the corridor.
"Do you have nothing to do?"
Lillian looked around and shouted loudly, "Go!
"Then go find a man to fuck!"
"If it really doesn't work, then I'll use women!"
Without waiting for her to speak again, the girls behind the door began to move, and the sound of the door closing rose and fell.
The dim and ambiguous corridor became solemn and silent again.
Glover and the client hid their bruised and swollen faces under their cloaks again. They stood on both sides of the corridor with their hands behind their backs, like two children who had done something wrong.
Lillian raised the lamp and shone it on Kommodore, who was groaning in pain on the floor. She frowned.
She turned around and ordered the listless man behind her.
"Tinker, help him up."
The man sighed and went forward to help Kommodore up.
"Pull yourself together, bro. No one can die in the club."
Glover also went forward and helped the man hold Kommodore up. At the same time, he called out the man's name.
"Hey, Tinker."
Tinker cast a glance at Glover and curled up the corners of his lips.
"You came at a bad time, Pudgy Dumpling."
'Pudgy Dumpling?'
Thales was stunned for a moment. He looked at Glover and could not think of the nickname 'Pudgy Dumpling'.
Tinker sighed and said, "Mother Laurel is sick from anger.
"Mother Laurel is sick from anger — the Black Ribbons just left."
Glover frowned and said,
"Black Silk Robes … You mean the Brotherhood? Are they here to cause trouble? "
Tinker shook his head and did not want to say more. He stared at Glover with a distant and complicated gaze.
After she dealt with the few people, Lillian turned around and looked at the third person who stood with her head lowered — Qianqian.
"Was it fun?" the beautiful woman asked coldly.
"Huh?" Qianqian raised her head. She looked surprised and innocent. "I-I was just trying my best to attract customers. You know, the sales —"
"What the hell are you talking about?!"
Lillian's emotions flared up.
She shouted angrily, "I shouldn't have asked a spineless person like you to welcome customers!"
Qianqian trembled violently. She looked like she was about to cry.
"Sister Lillian, I, I …"
When Lillian saw Qianqian's pitiful look, her heart softened. She sighed and waved her hand.
"Forget it. Hurry up and do what you need to do."
Qianqian instantly smiled through her tears.
"Hehe, sister …"
Lillian frowned.
"Hurry up and get lost!"
If you continue to hide, the wet nurse will sell you to the desert sooner or later! You will be sold to the Barren Bone people as food! "
Qianqian did not dare to delay any longer. She quickly turned around and went downstairs. When she left, she did not forget to make a cute face at Thales.
Thales watched the development of the situation and thought, 'The situation is complicated. I can't expose my identity yet. It's best for me to keep a low profile and keep quiet.'
Glover and Tinker helped Kommodore to Thales' side and let him lean against the wall to rest. Then, they walked towards Lillian.
Glover took a deep breath and said hesitantly,
"Lillian, I just …"
But in the next moment, Lillian gave him a backhand slap!
* Slap! *
"Get out! Get out!"
Lillian pointed at the stairs and said sternly. Her voice was a little distorted.
"You are not welcome here!"
Thales was shocked.
Tinker looked at Glover who was slapped. He wanted to say something, but he still shut his mouth.
Glover touched the side of his face that was slapped. He looked at Lillian in a daze, but he did not get angry.
"Lillian, I …"
Glover did not dare to look at Lillian. He took a deep breath and shifted his focus to the hooded customer.
"This guy, is he here …"
Lillian scowled, and she was very angry.
"He's my man!"
Glover was instantly at a loss for words.
The man under the cloak trembled violently. He turned his head to look at Lillian mechanically.
"What? H-him? "Glover looked at Lillian in a daze, then at the man. He was greatly shocked.
"Yes, you still don't know, right? He's a regular customer …"
The club's top hostess, Lady Lillian, hugged the man's arm. She stroked it gently while she deliberately sneered at Glover.
"He's so long, so hard, and so durable. I like him very much. Every night, I'll make him feel so good …"
But Thales could feel that the man became a little stiff under Lillian's touch.
"Ahem, ahem, yes! I'm her man! "
Under Lillian's threatening gaze, the hooded customer mechanically allowed the woman to wrap his arm around his shoulder.
Glover lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly. They trembled slightly under the cloak.
He took a deep breath.
"I'm not here to cause trouble."
Tinker sighed by the side.
"Hmph, you better be … You've already caused enough trouble."
Glover's body stiffened. He subconsciously walked forward. His gaze was eager and guilty.
"Lillian, Tinker, I'm just here …"
"She said it!"
The hooded hooded hooded customer next to Lillian quietly broke free from the top hostess. He pressed down on Glover's shoulder and pushed him back.
"You're not welcome here!"
But this time, Glover was absent-minded. He was not deliberately fighting back and was defenseless. His back hit the wall when the hooded person pushed him.
It affected the whip wound on his back. Glover sucked in a cold breath and hissed through gritted teeth.
Lillian's expression changed.
Tinker also noticed this and asked in confusion,
"Fat Dumpling, are you hurt?"
Glover took a deep breath and shook his head.
The hooded hooded customer rubbed his fists proudly.
"Hmph, you overestimate yourself. Next time, you better find a suitable pseudonym … "
But before he finished speaking, Lillian turned around angrily and slapped him with the back of her hand!
Slap!
The hooded hooded customer was stunned and touched his face innocently.
'Huh?'
Thales furrowed his eyebrows.
"Why did you hit him so hard?"
Lillian pointed at the panting Glover and glared at the hooded man angrily.
"You?"
The hooded man looked at Glover. He was instantly aggrieved and confused.
"I —"
"It's not him." Glover panted and said while enduring the pain, "It's this morning.
"This morning, I was whipped by my boss."
Lillian understood.
The lady looked at Glover with a complicated expression. After a while, she said fiercely,
"Serves you right!"
She turned around and pushed open a door. She walked in.
"All of you, come in!
"Tinker, get the first aid kit."
The listless man frowned and said,
"But he …"
Lillian urged, "Hurry up!"
Glover shook his head.
"I've already bandaged him …"
Lillian turned around and glared at him.
"Shut up!
Hurry up and come in! "
Glover immediately stopped talking.
Thales hid at the side. It was hard to imagine that a man like Glover would have such a gentle side.
"And the one who fell. Help him in."
Thales quickly caught up to them. Together with Glover, they helped Kommodore into the room and let him lie down to rest.
Lillian pulled out a chair and pushed Glover down without any explanation. She skillfully pulled open his clothes and revealed the bandages on his upper body. They were stained with blood.
When Lillian saw this, she snorted angrily.
"You … only know how to cause trouble!"
Glover lowered his head in shame and did not answer.
He was like an obedient kitten.
Even though she scolded him harshly, Lillian's hands did not stop. She removed Glover's bandages and skillfully applied medicine on him.
"Damn it." The hooded client entered the room as well. He rubbed his red and swollen chin while he looked at the blood on Glover's body.
He said in surprise, "Did you fight with me while you were injured?"
"That's not important." When Glover saw that it was the hooded client, he snorted angrily and refused to show weakness.
"Even if my head is chopped off, I can still beat you up."
The hooded client snorted softly.
"I'd like to see how stubborn you can be until —"
"Are you done with your nonsense?!"
Both of them shut up at the same time.
"As for you …"
Lillian turned around and glanced at the hooded client.
"What are you still doing here? Do you really want to do business with me?"
Glover raised his head warily.
The customer under the cloak shuddered.
"No, no." He shook his head and chuckled. "Alright, alright, I'll leave now …"
The hooded client tiptoed out of the room and closed the door behind him.
'How unlucky.'
He shook his head and thought. He inadvertently touched the bruise on his face, and he grimaced in pain.
At this moment …
"Hey, wait."
The hooded client lowered his head and found that the shortest guy had slipped out at some point in time and was standing beside him.
Thales frowned and scrutinized the man in the cloak.
The man immediately put on a stern expression, and the pain on his face disappeared.
"Why? Brat, do you want to help your brother get back at him? "
He raised his fist and said fiercely.
Thales glanced sideways at the man's cloak and crossed his arms.
"If so?"
The man snickered.
"Don't even think about it. With your physique, you won't be able to do it even if you train for another ten years!"
The cloaked man waved his hand in disdain and turned to leave.
Thales' expression did not change. He stared at the man's back and said airily,
"Cohen."
In the next second, Thales was satisfied to see the man in the cloak tremble!
The man froze for a second, then straightened his back as if nothing had happened and continued to walk forward.
But Thales' voice rose again.
"Cohen … Karabeyan?"
As expected, Thales saw the man in front of him trip and hold on to the wall so that he would not fall flat on his face.
After a full three seconds, the hooded client — the first-class police officer of Western City Police Station, Cohen the Big Blockhead Karabeyan — turned his head around while trembling.
"How … How did you know?"
"I couldn't tell." Thales looked at him in disdain.
"I just thought you looked familiar …
"I was just asking."
'Then you confessed.'
Cohen was stunned for a few seconds.
He pulled back his hood, put on a fierce expression, and walked towards him.
"You, which noble's brat are you?"
Thales took a step back and hid his face in the shadows.
"You don't need to know who I am, you only need to know —"
But before he could finish, Thales' Sin of Hell's River sensed danger and surged!
* Bang! *
Cohen's arm came at him like a volcanic eruption. Thales could only raise his hand to block the attack!
"Yo," the police officer snorted.
"Your reaction is pretty fast."
But in the next second, Cohen's attack came in a continuous stream. His fists and elbows intersected!
"Wait —"
Before Thales could finish his words, he had to keep up with the rhythm and defend against the police officer's merciless attacks!
Fists, elbows, legs, muscles collided, and the suffocating wind generated by the punches. Thales could be considered to have experienced what Glover felt just now — Cohen's attacks were like a surging tide, and each wave was stronger than the last. He could only try his best to defend and had no time to counterattack.
The Sin of Hell's River roared madly, and it made Cohen's body shine with the sparkling but seemingly endless Power of Eradication in his body.
Within a few seconds, Thales and Cohen exchanged a few blows, and he knew that things were not looking good.
This was the first time Thales fought against Cohen, and it was also the first time he felt his opponent's majestic and mighty Power of Eradication.
It was endless and endless.
It was hard and forceful, swift and rapid, and difficult to defend against.
It was so overwhelming that Thales could not breathe.
"Hmph, you think you can threaten me just because you know who I am? Threaten the kingdom's police officer? "
Cohen sneered.
"You think too much!"
Thales could not stop his defense at all. He was practically suffocating.
Even though he looked stupid and dazed, Cohen's movements were skillful and his strength was astonishing. He suppressed Thales to the point where he could not fight back, and could only moan in pain after each exchange …
If it was before he entered the Great Desert, he would probably have been defeated in one or two rounds.
'Strange,' Thales thought as he defended painfully. 'According to Wya, wasn't this blockhead always very weak in Eckstedt, and the one who was beaten up badly by everyone he met?
Why is it not like that at all when we fight?
Wya, you lied to me! '
"Let me tell you." Cohen watched Thales struggle miserably under his hands. He could not help but say smugly,
"When I was commanding the Northland and beating up the Northland barbarians, who knows where you were!"
After receiving a straight punch without any fancy moves, Thales finally could not take it anymore. He lost his footing and crashed into the wall.
"Coming to a place like this at such a young age? Hmph, I knew it. You good-for-nothings, your brains are full of women … "
Kohen stretched out his arm and pinned Thales down.
"If I were your father, I would spank your little butt …"
Cohen snorted coldly and lifted Thales' hood!
At that moment, the air became quiet.
Their gazes met.
Cohen's eyes widened. The teenager looked embarrassed.
A few seconds passed.
"Cohen." Thales took a deep breath. "Listen to me …"
'But …'
"Kid, you, hmm …" Cohen's tone was at first dazed, then puzzled.
"You … look familiar?"
It was Thales' turn to be stunned.
But he immediately realized that the light in the corridor was too dim, and Cohen did not recognize him.
'Great!'
Thales broke free from Cohen's hand and prepared to put on his cloak again.
But at that moment, the door to the room opened with a bang, revealing sunlight and illuminating the two people in the corridor.
The moment he saw the teenager's face, Cohen's eyes widened!
"Hey, I need to go to the toilet. Pudgy Dumpling wants you to go in —" Tinker's head appeared at the door.
But when he saw the posture of the two people hugging each other, he raised his eyebrows and immediately changed his words.
"Oh, sorry for the interruption.
You guys continue. "
Tinker seemed to be used to this kind of thing. He skillfully apologized and slammed the door shut.
The two people who were hugging each other against the wall and looking at each other were once again left in the dim and ambiguous corridor.
"You are …" With the help of the light just now, Cohen finally recognized the teenager in front of him. He could not believe it.
"Your Highness —"
Thales was shocked and immediately stopped him from shouting his name. "Wya!"
"My name is Wya."
He looked around warily and kept winking at Cohen.
Cohen was momentarily stunned.
But maybe Cohen knew the real Wya, or maybe his brain was working for once since he was also in disguise. The police quickly let go of Thales and chuckled.
"Oh oh oh, Wya! So it's you, big brother Wya! "
Cohen patted Thales' shoulder as if they were close brothers.
After breaking free, Thales heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at the countless doors in the corridor and also put on a fake smile.
"Hahaha, yes, what a coincidence, Cohen —"
"Lorbec!" Cohen quickly said, also stopping the prince from shouting his name.
"I'm Lorbec, Lorbec Deira."
The police smiled sheepishly and pointed at himself.
Thales thought of something and chuckled as well.
"Oh oh oh, big brother Lorbec!"
He thumped Cohen's chest and the two of them looked around warily.
To outsiders, it looked like two good friends who had not seen each other for a long time were both excited.
'Damn it.
'Why did I have to meet this blockhead?
'Damn it.
'Why did I have to meet this troublemaker?'
As they exchanged glances, the two of them patted each other's shoulders and chests passionately, with a hint of competition in the dark.
With a bang, the door opened again and light spilled out to illuminate the corridor.
"Can I go to the toilet now —"
Tinker peeked his head out from the crack of the door and saw the two of them putting their hands on each other. He immediately shut his mouth again.
"Damn it, it's been so long." Tinker's expression became a little tense. He impatiently retracted his head and closed the door.
"Are you still doing foreplay?"
When the door closed, Thales and Cohen came back to their senses and let go of each other awkwardly.
"Cohen, ah, no, big brother Lorbec."
"This is Red Street Market. What are you doing here?"
Cohen choked.
"C-Patrol?"
Thales raised his eyebrows.
"Hmm?"
Cohen coughed and said sternly,
"Ahem! You know, I'm the police officer of Western City Police Station. Red Street Market … "
"It's my jurisdiction."
Thales looked at him suspiciously.
But Cohen suddenly had an idea.
"Wait." The police officer was stern and awe-inspiring. He looked like an astute teacher who caught a student skipping class.
"Your … big brother Wya, what are you doing here?"
This time, it was Thales' turn to choke.
The prince paused for a few seconds and looked back at Cohen with the same righteous tone.
"Patrol."
Cohen's cheeks twitched.
"Huh?"
Thales raised his fist and coughed in his fist.
"Ahem! You know, I'm the second prince of Constellation. The entire capital … "
Thales looked up and said sternly,
"It's my jurisdiction."
Cohen was stunned for a second. He then narrowed his eyes and glanced at Thales in disbelief.
Thales faked a smile and glared back at him without showing any signs of weakness.
One second, two seconds, three seconds …
In the dim corridor, the prince and the police officer glared at each other, expressing their disdain and dissatisfaction with each other's words and excuses.
Just as the two of them stared at each other, wanting to force each other to give in under the pressure of their gazes …
With a bang, the door opened again.
"Um, how much do you want —" Tinker's face appeared at the door, and his expression grew more impatient.
But when he saw the two of them standing face to face and looking at each other lovingly, he immediately choked again.
"F * ck." Tinker looked at the two of them who were too preoccupied to care about anything else. In the end, he swallowed his complaints and closed the door while mumbling.
"You're even thinking about something …"
Thales and Cohen snapped out of their daze. They looked away and coughed at the same time.
But right after they coughed, the two of them looked up at the same time and explained.
"You know, the police station occasionally needs to collect information …"
"Um, um, the prince also needs to inspect the people occasionally …"
The two of them spoke their own words. Their voices were mixed together, and they basically did not pay attention to what the other was saying. They could only judge the progress of the conversation through each other's expressions.
But fortunately, they were particularly in sync in this aspect and stopped at the same point.
"Then, our meeting this time …" Cohen said tentatively.
Thales heard him and understood.
"There's no need to spread it?"
The air was quiet for a while.
A second later, they looked at each other and nodded with a straight face.
The two of them held each other's hands and reached a rare consensus.
"Okay!"
Bang!
This time, the door was violently and mercilessly pushed open.
"I say, it's not like there aren't any vacant rooms." Tinker's head appeared at the door again. "Can you not stand here all the time?!"
This time, he clenched his fists anxiously and felt inexplicably indignant.
"I really need to pee!"
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