In the basement, in addition to the audience's wild cheers and cheers, there was also a Southern Continent style band playing music with a huge wind instrument. This is Nighthawk's hobby. The music played by the style band was filled with enthusiasm and unrestrainedness. In the center where everyone was surrounded.
, Giant Auston grabbed Arthur's neck and lifted him from the ground to the beat of the music.
Arthur's face turned red, and he grabbed Auston's fat right hand with both hands, struggling with his feet. Just now, he had used all his bad words to curse George. Because of his height.
, Arthur's soles covered with sand happened to step on Alston's face during the struggle. When his toes exerted force, Arthur forcibly rubbed the sand into Alston's eyes and mouth.
With a strange cry, Auston let go of Arthur's neck, rubbed his eyes, and spit out fine sand from his mouth. After opening his eyes again, Auston found that Arthur was sticking out his tongue and covering his neck with his left hand.
Sit on the ground and step back.
Angrily cursing Arthur's disdainful behavior, Auston felt an earthquake with every step he took. The shaking sand and stones bounced from the ring and jumped outside the ring. The moment Auston approached, Arthur's right hand came from
He picked up a handful of sand and stones from the ground and threw them at Auston. Can the same move work twice? The answer is no, except for Auston. After the sand and stones were thrown into Auston's eyes, there was a strange sound.
Yelled, fell down on the sand, rubbing his eyes like a child.
The amorous music has officially come to a passionate moment. The melodious flute sounds with joy helped Arthur knock Auston to the ground with a punch. The surrounding audience immediately cheered for Arthur like Arthur's loyal fans for a long time.
, tearing that big fool into pieces, Arthur also raised his hands in the air and celebrated loudly.
Before Arthur could get excited for a few seconds, the giant used his arm to knock Arthur flying to the side rope. Using the rebound, the hook arm knocked down Arthur who was still flying in the air. This was a solid impact, and Arthur
Just when Arthur felt nauseated, the giant stepped on Arthur's abdomen, causing Arthur to lose consciousness in an instant and fainted on the ground...
When he woke up again, he was in the basement lounge. A brown-skinned elf was attached to him to treat the damage caused by him in the ring today. This made Arthur wake up suddenly and pushed him to the elf. The elf on his body.
Apparently he didn't expect Arthur to be so strong. He was pushed to the ground and looked helplessly at his boss, who was sitting on a bench near the door in the lounge drinking ale.
Nighthawk saw Arthur, who was still in good spirits, sitting on a chair checking his injuries, and couldn't help but sneer:
"You little bastard, you're not bad at all. You woke up so quickly after being hit so many times by Auston's pile of meat."
"Mr. Nighthawk, did you deliberately arrange such an opponent? Just for fun?" Arthur was dissatisfied with this approach, but now as long as there are too many expressions, the body scratched by the sand and gravel will feel a faint pain.
Nighthawk drank the ale in his hand in one gulp, threw the bottle to the brown-skinned elf casually, and asked Arthur instead:
"George really didn't say anything to you?"
"No, except for letting me come to you."
"Then you don't know Auston, right? In fact, he was George's opponent in the first battle four years ago, and the difference is that George defeated Auston." Speaking of this, Nighthawk turned dark yellow.
His pupils shone brightly, and he remembered that boy who did not look like a twelve-year-old boy. He only used four rounds to knock down an opponent who was much larger than him. That kind of muscle strength and combat experience made Nighthawk see it from him.
He has reached the shadow of his youth.
Now Arthur no longer had any dissatisfaction at all. Although Nighthawk had said a lot to him, there was really no need to lie to him about this kind of thing. Is George really that strong? The George in his memories is
After he and Catalina teamed up to tease and fight, they were losing ground. Thinking about the size of the giant Auston, Arthur began to worry whether this George was two people.
"Don't worry, it's the same person," Nighthawk sat down close to Arthur, "Only that kid dares to say my name outside of this street."
Upon hearing this, Arthur suddenly felt that something was wrong. Nighthawk said before that only a few big guys in this street knew his name, and he did not hear Nighthawk introduce himself during the boxing.
Is it because of his special status or something else?
"Don't worry, I'm just not naturalized. I don't really want to join the human race yet."
Arthur was even more surprised. How could you know what I was thinking? Moreover, unnaturalized orcs had been the focus of arrests by law enforcement teams and arbitration four years ago, and Nighthawk was here four years ago.
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"Because everything you say is written on your face. Don't worry, no law enforcement team will blatantly walk into Templer Street. You have plenty of opportunities to train yourself here. Go back and recuperate. My child, we will fight for the next battle."
The queen begins."
Now Nighthawk has finished answering the questions that Arthur hasn't thought about yet. Very good. I feel the same as Teacher Livlan. I won't ask you anything again in the future. Arthur hates people who answer in advance because
It seems that the other person is smarter than him. Although he doesn't want to admit it, Arthur does understand that he is not a very smart child.
By the time Arthur left the underground fighting gym, it was already very late. The purple thunder moon was in the sky, but Templer Street was brightly lit. Men carrying wine bottles and women clinging to them abounded. It was ugly.
The street was filled with desire. Several men holding lit fireflies in their mouths just glanced at Arthur and turned away, not even daring to look directly at him.
That's because there is something extra on Arthur's collar, a small badge pin with a blue fist on it. This was given to Arthur by Nighthawk when he left the underground fighting gym three days ago. It represents Arthur.
He is a friend or invitee of the underground fighting gym, so most of the gangsters on this street dare not do too much to Arthur. Although Nighthawk will not take the initiative to resolve disputes, the big man guarding the door, Arthur
We already know that his name is Couch. If the guests of the fighting gym are in trouble, Couch is not a vegetarian.
Amidst the laughter of the girls standing on the street, Arthur finally walked out of the street with all kinds of strange looks. Now all Arthur needs to consider is how to explain the wounds on his body to Mrs. Lily and Catalina. He touched it
The stab marks on the left side of his face scratched by sand and stones, and the hooked arm of the giant Austen were still vivid in his mind. Arthur couldn't help but sigh, "It's still early to become strong."
...
Edwards was sitting in the meeting hall in the center of Walls Manor. The room was dark, and he was turning a small pistol between his fingers.
The iron-faced Arbitration Bears vice-captain Laster knelt respectfully beside him.
"So, you found that the water wizard appeared again, right?" Edwards crossed his legs and raised his chin, "Then why didn't you kill him?"
"Sir Edwards, his subordinates are incompetent. He is much stronger than he was four years ago. He can even create an environment that is beneficial to himself." Rastel did not even dare to raise his head. Four years ago, he failed in his mission.
At that time, the burned face hidden under the iron mask had been hit by a blank bullet. That kind of pain was the price of mission failure.
Edwards didn't care what Rastel was thinking. To him, Rastel was just a pet. The real trouble was the water wizard. Four years later, he appeared in the Brighton City territory again.
Guilty for what?
Edwards smiled horribly and tapped Rastell's iron face with the handle of his gun.
"Now, go to the orc territory."
Rastel's expression changed, but he quickly concealed it. Why did he go to the orc territory? The two sides were at war at this time. Isn't it just looking for death to go there now? Is the city lord really going to abandon me? Rastel was a little frustrated.
"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to die, but to find another envoy of God." Edwards watched the change in Rastel's expression playfully, he enjoyed the torture.
"Another divine envoy? Is it an orc?" Rastel's mouth relaxed and he was no longer so nervous.