Vol 3 Chapter 590: What is your surname? (5000+)

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Depressed, the state after being sick is too bad, has been coughing, the civet cat can only code so much today ...
"Haven't arrived yet ..."
At the intersection, Tang En looked around the pedestrian carriage and found Matthew Man's ordinary black shed carriage, and then looked at the road heading for the craftsman, slightly surprised.
Because of previous events, Matthew Man still respects him. So although Tang En didn't ask for it, in the next few days, Matthewman would come here to wait in advance after work, which is almost an agreement.
Maybe something was delayed ... Tang En didn't care, he was looking for a place to avoid the snow, his eyelids jumped, his head looked up, and more than ten bad-looking barbarians came forward.
He raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and behind him was also a little Xu Han holding his fists close to him, his smile was a bit disgusting ...
"Arthur?" He asked as he walked to the barbarian.
Trouble came to the door ... Tang En grinned with some toothache, guessing that these people simply look at themselves and are not pleasing to their eyes? Or is it because of the library? Or maybe it's a humorous face ... On the surface there is a grin and a bright smile, and he simply shakes his head: "No!"
After a footstep, the leading big man frowned, looked at Fan Tang, and rubbed the messy hair: "You Bran people ... all look like ... it's hard to identify ..."
Speaking stiffly and intermittently, it was very hard, and finally waved decisively. "Forget it ... punch him!"
This is the straightforward character of Beihuang people. Fight directly. Basically no nonsense ... With such a sentence, Tang En stepped away from the whistling fist smashed by the big man, grabbed his opponent's shoulder with his backhand, rubbed it, and simply removed the joint. Immediately slap his neck around the body, like a spear, instantly wiped out more than a dozen men!
"Go!" He drank softly and loosened his neck. In addition, a supplementary kick was taken, and the leading Han flew out of the air, knocking down several companions who were too late to avoid, and pressed them under him.
"Ouch……"
After lifting these weightlessly to complete these actions, Tang Enlue rubbed his palms a bit boring. "Brother has to wait for the car. I don't have time to play with you today. All go back to their respective homes. Let's find their moms ... dispersed.
Tang En did not intend to cause a dispute, nor did he want to know the purpose for which these people came, or who else behind him instructed ... to keep a low profile before running, this is his current code of conduct!
The surrounding Hans heard each other face to face, and they didn't understand or understand, eh. It may be incomprehensible ... because they have reached into their waists, pulled out a pig-iron short stick, and smashed it down, "Gum!"
Tang En has learned the brute language, and naturally understands what it means to "kill him," and he can't help but feel gloomy.
Since shameless. Then face quickly!
His body flickered, and he disappeared under a dozen iron rods out of thin air. Without waiting for the barbarians to exclaim, Tang En has come among them. No dagger pops up, simple punches, fetters, and strength. I only hear the sound of bones breaking like a wok-fried beans, and these rough and thick barbarians are laid to the ground with strangely twisted hands and legs. , Wailing bursts, it sounds very infiltrating.
It can also be regarded as the street of the imperial city. Although there are not too many pedestrians because of the twilight, but after the fight began, a large group of pedestrians quickly gathered.
As mentioned earlier, the people in the Northern Famine are extremely sturdy. Fighting on the street is nothing serious. Even the guards who keep the city's security will not be in charge.
Seeing the excitement, people will like it. In this regard, there is no distinction between Bran and Beihuang. However, the people in Beihuang who gathered around to watch it now have a strange face. They basically did not make any echoes, and did not show the spirit of watching the lively and not afraid of big things.
The reason for this is simple. If it is a North Famine who beats Bran people now, they naturally want to clap their hands and cheer. But looking at the ordinary Bran people in front of him hit dozens of northern barbarians on the street ... In addition to the shock at the first sight, it was the hot shame and anger on his face.
Shame is that dozens of big guys hit each other here. Even if the anger is so, why haven't you ever fought?
Dozens of steps away, the second floor of the tavern.
"This ... This Bran's broken hand is so good?" A young man looked at the conflicting street while holding the window, his face slightly changed. "Come on, almost all of the people we sent in the past are down. What should we do?"
"Damn Bran is broken, and dare to fight back in the eyes, so brave ..."
"Don't forget, he can be pleased by His Highness Lansha now ... We have learned the lesson now, if it is not successful, then it will not only be subject to His Highness Lansha's next censure, but it will be lost face to face ... "
"Okay, everyone, don't panic!" Togel's look was a little ugly, "I blame me for not investigating the matter carefully. The Bran people acted low-key after entering the city, and never knew anyone. There is such a skill. But ... "
After a pause, the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a confident expression of confidence. "Rest assured, in order to ensure that I was prepared, I specially invited the ethnic Zhong Keqing to sit in the town, but I didn't expect it to actually be used now."
The words were off, wow ... the intersection was dozens of steps away and there was a little chaos, and the onlookers flew away in a hurry, like a school of fish startled by a shark.
A few people here turned their heads subconsciously, and in the dark twilight, even if the figure was among the generally majestic northern desert people, they could be regarded as a bald man standing like a flock of chickens. They stepped on the thick snow and walked slowly. There at the corner. The wild and violent scent that continuously radiates outwards, even if there are several people separated by dozens of steps, can't help but be stunned.
"This is the Keqing of my tribe, Hanba! He came from a wild bear tribe, cultivated in the wild desert temple, and once used the power of a fourth-level Warcraft earth tyrannical bear for his own use, thus making his shape soar and even more powerful.
"Later, after killing a few people and causing some minor troubles, I could only leave my tribe and wander down to the imperial city. In the end, I chose to join my family. Of course ..." A moment later, Togger was erect. A somewhat reserved smile appeared, "As a condition, it is also an obligation. Those minor troubles are naturally erased by my family."
There are many factors to measure the heritage of a family and even a tribe, and the strength and number of masters is undoubtedly one of the most important ones.
Although this Togel was understatement on the surface, the details that were secretly pointed out, such as the experience that Hampa had cultivated in the Wilderness Temple, such as successfully putting the power of a fourth-level Warcraft Earth Bear into his own body. Another example is killing a few people ... no doubt, the so-called killing of a few people is definitely a wanted man of some tribes.
With these details piled up, a mighty warrior, a family image that cannot be underestimated, is thus formed.
"Suddenly absorbed the power of the terrible bear ..." A young man pursed his lips, and looked enviously at the figure that looked like a giant not far away. "Your family is making a lot of money this time."
"Yeah, and obviously he hasn't fully digested this power, and he can definitely go further."
...
As mentioned earlier, the power system of the Northern Wilderness is different from that of Bran. The mainstream cultivation method here is not fighting, magic, but driving Warcraft attacks, or directly borrowing the power of Warcraft to bless.
After learning that this giant-like figure blends the power of the Earth Bear. All young people were obviously a little shocked, and turned to envy the Togger family. As for Tang En, needless to say, they have been subconsciously ignored.
Oh, someone still remembers ... Togle waved and held hands. Laughing: "Haha, luck. It's also my family's luck ... Well, let's first watch the amount of wild violence shown by Hanba after absorbing the fourth-level Warcraft Earth Bear."
He paused, "Oh, by the way, also pray for the Bran. At first, he was just beaten up, but now ..." He regretfully spread his hands.
"Haha ..." The young men naturally looked up and laughed, looking at the intersection with interest, the two people getting closer and closer.
A majestic martial artist, domineering. A dwarf resembling a dwarf, insignificant.
More than ten meters away, the ground trembled, the bang ... the ground trembled and made a loud noise. The tall figure of Hannibal seemed awkward, but now he was leaning forward, leaning forward, and in the blink of an eye, came to the Bulang people, his arms hanging open, and hugged.
This posture makes it easy for everyone who is watching to think of the mountain black bear. This seemingly simple hug, in fact, is more than just a force? It's really invincible, it can't be resisted!
Togger smiled: "Ha, I didn't expect Hampah to be so impatient. This is clearly what I want ..."
The words didn't fall, and snowflakes splattered at the intersection, forming a curtain of snow. When it fell, the rushing giant figure and the small Bran people suddenly changed their positions, and then the huge body flew out quickly, bang ... A carriage just passed the side road, but fortunately it was the top of the car. Bit. The broken wood was flying, the carriage was still running, but the roof was missing ...
The trend continues, and the huge body continues to fly until it crosses a few feet wide. In the end, under everyone's attention, it slammed against the wall of the shop opposite, banging ... the huge human-shaped cave, the entire shop Shaking, accompanied by a few high-pitched screams, panic figures rushed out of it. Immediately, in a footstep, in the sight, the street was full of stunned passersby ...
"... Kill Bran all at once ... Break, uh!"
After unconsciously speaking the endless words, Togger Mumu looked at the Bran who was still standing there, turned his head stiffly, and then looked at the big hole in the wall opposite the road a few feet away, his throat squirming hard, grunting ... ...
Finished, kicked the iron plate ...
Of course it wasn't just Togel who had this idea, but he hadn't waited for the other young people to return to God. In sight, the Branza ... the Bran named Arthur moved.
Looking around, looking at the sculptural passerby, rubbing his forehead, a little distressed. Then stepped forward, came to the shop cave, jumped slightly and jumped in.
"I, I, I ... what did we mess with ..." The young man with black beard gripped his hair and moaned in pain.
No one answered him because the Bran came out again.
At the door of the shop, Arthur clutched the hooded puffer jacket, and simply dragged the huge body out, as if dragging a dead black bear. Stunned.
The giant's arms, which had almost stabbed the broken bones, suddenly lifted again, grasping the thin arms on the placket tightly. Muscles curled up, hoarse and growling, like a dying beast in a final fight. In a footstep, Arthur lowered his head and looked at Hanba quietly ...
"Fight back, fight back ... kill him, kill him ..." Lips trembled in fear, his body trembling with trembling. But unfortunately, Togel's prayer had no effect.
In sight. That Arthur lifted his left hand lightly, pressed his forehead, pressed down, and banged ... even after dozens of steps, listening to the loud noise, Togger still felt the pub shaking at his feet.
It was with this blow that the part above the neck of Hanba's neck disappeared to the ground. The clenched hands were also weak, and he was paralyzed. Then Arthur rubbed his right wrist, then looked up ...
"Fuck, it, he found us ... what to do ..."
"Let's run, hurry ..."
Are you able to run ... Togel took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Shouted loudly: "Don't panic! As we are, he doesn't dare to treat us. Anyway ... who knows what we did?"
"Uh, it makes sense, it makes sense ..."
...
Tang En is in a bad mood. Of course, anyone who is being provoked one after another. I'm not in a good mood.
Earlier than a dozen barbarians, Tang En really didn't take it seriously. Because from a certain perspective. This is actually a kind of proportionate approach. But when the Northern Wild Master appeared later, the meaning became different, which clearly meant to put him to death!
What a headache, what should I do ...
Some headaches rubbed his eyebrows, Tang En went straight up the stairs of the tavern, but some people wanted to step forward to stop him, but think about the shock scene just now, and finally did not dare to move.
Stepping on ... Ten En went straight to the window without hesitation. Gaze swept away, watching these young men trying to pretend not to know him, could not help but shake his head slightly. What a joke, if a killer is provoked twice in a row and you can't find the main messenger from the surrounding crowd, then just don't confuse.
Walking to the table, Tang En held out his right hand ...
"Ah!" Screamed, and the young man who was closest to Tang En bouncing like a rabbit with an arrow, yelled, "You can't kill me, you dare not kill me ..."
Tang En was frightened by the young man's nervous behavior, grinned, picked up the wine can on the table and poured a glass of wine.
Togel and several other sitting young men twitched at the corners of their eyes, watching the companion who couldn't help but wish to choke him. Nima is doing well now, I ca n’t do it anymore ...
Holding up the wine glass, Tang En smiled lightly on his face: "Simply introduce, my name is Arthur, Bran. I wonder if you ... well, what's your surname?"
...
Dozens of feet away, the same second floor layout, but this is not a pub, but a more high-end entertainment venue.
More than a dozen coquettish fox women wore a veil, looming, while twisting their soft waists and dancing, they were flying eye-catching and heart-warming.
It is a pity that these temptation scenes failed to attract the two in the seat at all. At this moment, their eyes were looking through the half-covered window, and they fixedly looked outside ...
Half a ring, one of the eyes was dark, the chin was sharp, and the young man with a dazzling eagle-hook nose squinted and asked, "This is the Bran who made glasses for Lansha, uncle, well, Arthur. ? "
"Yes!" Another middle-aged person was somewhat familiar. If Tang En was here, it should be remembered that this person was one of more than a dozen deputy directors of the Institute. At this time, his expression was still a little shocked, and he sighed after drinking, "I really didn't expect that his strength was also good. The few stupid idiots are probably going to be unlucky ..."
"Well, it's a bit interesting." The young hawk-nosed man nodded gently and looked at Tang En who had been in the tavern for a few minutes. "Proficient in alchemy, his strength is also good, and he knows how to score ... It seems that this is us The talents of Lansha Temple who are willing to be recruited have found a chance to make friends. "
"This is indeed a rare talent. I heard that the Empress will praise him. But ..." The deputy director frowned slightly, looked at the young eagle-hook-nosed youth, hesitantly said, "I heard some rumors recently, saying His Royal Highness Lansha was very uncomfortable with this Bulan people, and he would go to the library to accompany him for a while every day ... "
"Ha, ridiculous rumors." Laughing at laughter, the young hawk-nosed young man was disapproved of hearing the words, "Your Highness Lansha's intelligence, if you really want to have something with this Bran people, others will be so easy to detect anomalies? And ... "
After a pause, it seemed to want to say something, but eventually swallowed it back, his chin lifted slightly, and his arrogance revealed sharply. "She can only belong to me, Lambit!"
Ranbit, the son of the crazy hawk! If this young man really has this status, it is not surprising to say this. After all, by this name, he has enough proud capital! Judging by the middle-aged person's response when he heard the words, the young hawk-nosed young man is undoubtedly the Lambite.
Raise the wine glass, "The uncle would like to wish you an early harvest of this northern wasteland pearl."
"Thank you for your uncle's good words, haha ​​..." Lambite smiled and drank the drink, squinting his eyes, and secretly said: "Uncle, this is not just a pearl of the North Wilderness, but a crown without a crown!" Therefore, she can only belong to me, to the entire eagle tribe!
The chaos outside has been lifted off ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Soon after Arthur left, the few wealthy children walked out of the tavern with a pale face, and hurriedly packed up the scene, leaving quickly in a carriage.
Obviously, this matter has come to an end. After all, the good Arthur did not dare to take shots at a few powerful children. Of course, this is normal, just as Lambit evaluates "understand!"
But is this the case?
About half an hour later, Lambit had finished discussions with the deputy director of the craftsman's office and was about to leave here. A guard-like man came in suddenly and whispered something in the deputy director's ear. Immediately his expression changed ...
"What's wrong with you?" Ranbit asked in surprise.
"It's a mess ..." Licking dry lips, the deputy director first looked stunned, then shook his head silently. "Just now, a large number of royal guards surrounded the addresses of four or five families in the city. Then the queen arrived and these families immediately Uprooted, uprooted ... Well, that's the family of idiots we just saw. "
"Uh ..." (to be continued ...)