The hungry Chu Mo finally found a place to rest after walking for a long time. The city of Villa was too big, and Chu Mo was a famous road dweller. If he wanted to walk to the city center, he would have to go there.
Know.
Randomly taking out some gold coins from the extra-dimensional space bag, Chu Mo found a tavern. This was a tavern on the outskirts of Villa City. This tavern was usually filled with mercenaries.
They were rough, brutal, and bold, so when Chu Mo just walked in, he heard a lot of noise and the smell of ale.
Looking at the mercenaries around him who were constantly raising glasses, Chu Mo suddenly remembered the bar in his previous life, which seemed to be the same...
With a self-deprecating smile, Chu Mo walked to the counter, threw a gold coin and said softly: "Have a drink!"
"Oh? Which one do you want?" The boss squinted his little eyes, looked Chu Mo up and down, and asked in the same soft voice.
"Ahem...it's the same as theirs." Chu Mo didn't know what kinds of wine there were in this world. He frowned, coughed slightly, and said awkwardly.
"Oh...I know, a big glass of malt wine!" The boss smiled, took the gold coin that was still warm from Chu Mo and said.
The waiter on the side quickly brought the wine.
Looking at such a large glass of bubbling malt wine in front of him, Chu Mo showed a hint of helplessness... He thought to himself: It would be great if there was Moutai from my hometown...
Now, holding a glass in one hand, he walked towards the corner of the pub.
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The reason why he went to sit in the corner was because Chu Mo had a habit of reading novels about other worlds for many years. Only in the corner, while hiding himself, could he better observe everything here.
After about a few minutes, the door of the tavern was opened again, and this time a young man dressed in black with a long sword hanging on his back walked in.
This young man was extremely cold, with his long brown hair hanging casually on his head. His sharp eyes looked around the tavern, as if he was looking for something.
However, the next moment, he stopped, because there was a large group of mercenaries standing in front of him. These mercenaries had already drank a lot of malt wine, some had a drink, and their hands were clenched at some point.
They had weapons, giant swords, long swords, short swords, two-handed swords, shield swords, bows and arrows. All of a sudden, all the mercenaries clenched their weapons and glared at the young man in black who had just entered the tavern.
"Swordsman, who the hell are you? We, the Zhan Kuang mercenary group, have not offended you. You brat with no hair on your head actually told the Adventurer's Guild that you wanted to kill us? Damn you!" One person was obviously
The big man who was the leader of this group of mercenaries cursed ferociously.
"One...ten...twenty-one? Why is there one more person?" The young man who had just entered the tavern ignored the so-called leader of the Zhan Kuang mercenary group and just muttered in his mouth.
As he said that, he looked at Chu Mo with sharp eyes.
Chu Mo met the sharp gaze. After about a second, he slowly lowered his head and continued to drink the wine in the glass.
The sharp-eyed young man saw that Chu Mo didn't seem to be with them, and said softly: "The Zhan Kuang mercenary group massacred Nico Village last year and attacked various small villages in the Gran Empire for two consecutive years. They also disguised themselves and demonstrated afterwards.
Put the blame on the Black Tornado Bandit Group and deserve to be killed!"
Hearing the young man's cold words, the members of the Zhan Kuang mercenary group were not afraid, but became even more arrogant. They smiled ferociously, looked at the young man and Chu Mo in the corner, and laughed loudly: "Kill, kill, kill!
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"Boy, no matter who you are, you will die here today! Kill me!" The big man who looked like a regiment leader looked at Chu Mo and the young man with bloodthirsty eyes and shouted.
Following his order, the mercenaries around him roared towards Chu Mo and the young man like tigers descending from the mountain.
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"Damn it!" The young man said softly as he looked at the group of mercenaries roaring towards him.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of tearing, and a bright light flashed by. The mercenaries who were the first to rush towards the young man all fell to the ground, and a small wound slowly appeared in their throats, and blood was pouring out.
out.
"What a fast sword!" A voice sounded from the corner. The young man looked up and saw that Chu Mo had stood up at some point, and the mess around him was completely destroyed.
"Who are you?" Apparently the young man didn't pay attention to the captain who had been stunned for a long time. He walked straight towards Chu Mo and asked in a cold voice.
Chu Mo looked around gently, as if he was afraid of being known. He gently took off the hat on his head with his right hand, revealing his flowing black hair, and his dazzling eyes like black gems looking at the young man in front of him.
The man raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint evil smile, and whispered softly: "Chu Mo!"
"Broken Demon Shield Chu Mo?" A strange look flashed in the young man's eyes and he asked softly.
"It seems so!" Chu Mo shook his head and nodded.
"Are you here?" The young man seemed to have no intention of telling Chu Mo his name and continued to ask.
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Chu Mo glanced at the big man who was the leader of the Zhan Kuang mercenary group not far away and was quietly moving towards the door. He picked up the unfinished wine with his left hand, put it at the corner of his mouth and asked softly: "Why can't I be here?"
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"..." The young man did not speak. Suddenly, there was a flash of silver light, and a sound of tearing through the air was heard, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground not far away.
When the silver light disappeared, the young man's sharp eyes were fixed on Chu Mo.
Chu Mo smiled evilly, stroked the broken hair on his forehead with his right hand, and whispered softly: "Quick, accurate, ruthless!"
"Quick, accurate, cruel?" When the young man heard what Chu Mo said, his eyes were a little confused, and he muttered softly, frowning, and soon when he raised his head to look at Chu Mo again, there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
With a hint of gratitude.
"I want to be a mercenary. Do you know where the Adventurer's Guild is?" Chu Mo asked casually.
"I know!" The young man looked at Chu Mo doubtfully and quickly replied.
After saying that, he walked out.
There was a moment of silence. Chu Mo and the young man arrived at the Adventurer's Guild not far away. The guild's logo here was gold coins and swords.