Chapter 2618: No medicine

The time to leave the town is scheduled for three days.
After all, you have to guard against the possibility of monsters that may appear to come out of the forest to counter the small town.
Right as after-sales.
In this regard, the mayor very much agreed, and even contributed funds to solve our food problem.
Speaking of which, although the mayor is good at making small calculations, he is also a pitiful person like other townspeople.
He originally had three sons. The eldest son went hunting in the forest with a group of friends. He was attacked by wolves. Although he had recovered his life, he lost a leg and a hand.
The second son, along with many of the children of the townspeople, claimed to be an adventurer, such as farming monsters in the forest to make money and upgrades, but they all took their lives.
Fortunately, there is a young son. Although he is less than ten years old this year, the child has grown up in a blink of an eye. The mayor decided to send his young son to the Adventurer Academy in the big town, even if he did not become an adventurer after graduation. Can also become an outstanding cultural person.
When he returns to the town in the future, he will help him build the town and promote the development, and he will surely build this backward town into the rising star of Ai Ruicheng!
Seeing the mayor looking forward to the future confidently, I chuckled, and said in my heart: You are happy.
I don’t know if this not-so-rich town will become the rising star of Ai Ruicheng, but what I know is that today, this town is likely to be bloodied again.
Hmm... Chenghe may be a bit exaggerated, but five steps of blood flow is still possible, no, ten steps.
At this moment, many people came to Zach's door.
Through the window, I could see that these people have leopard heads and tiger eyes, and their looks are vicious, and their weapons are all knight swords, but the texture is not good when looking at the reflections and listening to the sound, and they are all high-quality iron.
From the material of the weapon, I can conclude that their strength is not good.
Some people may say, what happened to the top grade fine iron? The trees, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords, and the flying leaves hurt people with their fingers. Maybe they are such masters!
But what I want to say is-this is pure nonsense!
The public version of the Adventurer's Manual prepared by Hefeng Continent states clearly: the strength of an adventurer is determined by four aspects, one is personal strength, the second is team strength, the third is strong armor, and the fourth is excellent weapons.
If you are a powerful adventurer, you will definitely not worry about money, and it is impossible to fool yourself with a tattered weapon.
After all, weapons and armors, strength, and team are the most basic elements that determine whether an adventurer can survive in a dangerous environment.
So I can be 100% sure that this group of people at the door is a group of adventurers who cannot achieve success. They are much better than rookie adventurers who have just entered the dungeon, but they are more than tenth level or above, possess and master. The adventurer of fading power is more inferior.
Faced with such an adventurer, I didn't even need to draw a knife, and with only the guard, I could pinch them to death one by one.
But I did not act rashly. I was not afraid, but curious.
I am curious, who gave them the courage to challenge the Fearless Guild?
If the people coming here are the elites of the Golden Flame Guild, I can just go out without thinking about it, or solve problems outside, or come in and drink tea while solving problems in words.
But the problem is, this group of people outside is obviously not the elite of the large guild... even they are not even the elite of the medium guild.
What does this group of chicken want to do?
Peck me?
After thinking for a while, I left the window and walked downstairs.
I have to face it. I just don’t know if I will have the opportunity to ask who their employer is. I have to figure out the reason for provoking the guild.
As soon as I was halfway down the stairs, I heard Zac’s father exclaim: "Hey? This is not..."
He said an unfamiliar name, but I didn't hear it well, so he turned back upstairs and asked him.
Zach's father answered honestly.
It turned out that the leader of this group, or the employer, was the coward who came to propose before but was frightened and ran away.
I can't help but sneer: Oh, what is this? Feeling ashamed to be scared away, and ganging up to find a place?
You said you want to find a place is not bad, you can't find some powerful guys over?
Get the president of the Golden Flame Guild, maybe you can really find this place.
But just relying on these three or two crooked melons and split dates, want to shake the sky?
Did you slept too deep and didn't wake up yet?
After vomiting for a while, I went downstairs, opened the door, crossed the small stone road, opened the gate of the yard, and quietly confronted these arrogant and domineering generations.
Obviously, my appearance shocked this group of adventurers.
Looking at their startled reaction and the hesitant look in their eyes, I probably understand. In fact, this group of guys didn't plan to confront other adventurers. They just took advantage of it, and it was hard to shirk, so they had to organize a gang to come over and make a sound. Morale.
However, when they saw the flagpole-like Odachi on my back and Xilan's demon sword slanting across my waist, they couldn't help being stunned.
Let's not mention the big sword first, just talk about this Xilan demon sword, in terms of gloss and appearance, it is by no means an ordinary sword, based on this, they already know that I am definitely not a good master.
So the previous arrogant and domineering, swearing loudly, in just half a minute, became silent.
Standing at the front of the group of adventurers, the coward who had been scared away earlier, after seeing me, he screamed arrogantly.
If you say you want me to hand over the Phoenix, I'll forget it, or let these adventurers kill me.
Seeing him like a clown jumping on a beam, I suddenly felt deeply sad. This is a piece of gum. I shouldn't kill a chicken and a monkey before. If I let him go, I just killed him and it was all right.
It's pretty depressed now.
Fu fore sighed, and I said coldly: "The one with you, get out."
"What are you talking about?" As if he didn't hear me clearly, the clown jumped his hand as a horn, put his hand to his ear, and asked in an extremely exaggerated tone: "Say it again?"
My eyelids twitched, and I didn't talk any more, and put my right hand on the handle of the knife lightly, and said coldly, "I want to go, only now."
A few adventurers stepped back in unison, and the remaining half looked at me with gloomy expressions, their eyes full of solemnity.
"Chi" the clown laughed so happily, if it weren't for him to speak clearly, I would even wonder if he was mentally ill.
But judging from his loud laughter and rich and exaggerated body language, he may not have physical trauma to his brain, but he must have suffered severe mental trauma. In the words of the blue planet, this guy is a brain disabled.
As the saying goes: People who are mentally disabled have no medicine but reincarnation.
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