Hotel on the mountain

Everyone was already seated, but Obsward was still at the bottom, clenching his fists on his knees and saying nothing. He lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking, while everyone else looked at him with their own expressions.

Daisen sat on the left side of the main seat, just in time to see Obsward's drooped head. Before Sander came, he sneered and said: "Poor kid, I really think this boss of Senbai City Is the location comfortable to sit in?”

Obsward was silent. Dahaisen continued: "I have investigated you. You are a person who grew up in the White City. You have no father and your mother is a prostitute. You were fucked to death on the bed. And you are just the humblest person who can sit on the bed." Being on this table is already the greatest honor of your life.”

"Dwarf!" Obswald shouted.

Daisen didn't smoke, so his face that wasn't covered in smoke clearly showed the hideous and twisted scars on his skin.

"Short, small, and thin." Obsward raised his head and spoke into the air, and his voice was heard by everyone present. The people sitting next to him quietly moved their buttocks to get further away from him at this moment.

"How dare you say that!" The 1.55-meter tall Dahai Sen jumped up and banged the table angrily. Relying on the remaining agility of the past, he climbed onto the table, strode across the several-meter-long dining table and rushed towards Ou. Busward.

"Come on! You stinky dwarf! Come on! Little Heisen! Let's die together!" Obsward grabbed the bowls and dishes on the dining table and threw them at Heisen. The broken ceramic shards bloomed on Heisen's arms. Come, other people on both sides of the dining table were so shocked that they quickly turned around and left their seats, choosing a seat not far or near to continue watching.

Sander came unknowingly. He stood next to the black bosses, motioning them not to talk, and then enjoyed this fresh and interesting scene. But he quickly frowned, because he found that Hessen's psychic power was stronger than Obsward's, which was not good and would greatly affect the enjoyment of the duel.

So he stretched out his palm, and bits of ashes-like spiritual energy emerged from his palm and swirled around, intertwined like the dust after death, and rushed towards Hessen who was chasing around the table and Obuswo who was escaping around the table. Virtue. Two beams of psychic energy covered the surface of their bodies like mummy-wrapped bandages, and then penetrated into their bodies through countless tiny holes, causing both of them to scream in pain at the same time.

"Your spiritual energy is temporarily 'dead'. And if there is no winner within thirty minutes, your body will turn into a puddle of red, white, and yellow, disgusting things mixed together. "Sander smiled and said, "To add to the fun, I will also give you a hand crossbow." Sander walked to the weapons rack displayed somewhere in the lobby, took off an exquisite hand crossbow and threw it near the two of them. He politely stretched out his hand to signal the two of them to continue.

Hessen and Obsward looked at each other, and climbed up while supporting each other on the table and chairs - the hand crossbow was thrown at a position consistent with the distance between the two. If anyone wanted to grab it now, the back would be exposed. , so neither of them planned to grab the crossbow.

But Obsward felt that he had a great advantage after his psychic powers were invalidated. He immediately grabbed the knife and fork beside him, roared and rushed towards Heisen, but was caught by Heisen's strong palm and pushed his wrist instantly. He hit the edge of the table and started punching him wildly in the face.

Onlookers said: "Haisen was a fighter when he was young. He specialized in fighting humans and animals for the entertainment of big shots. His fighting skills are very strong."

But some people disagreed with his statement: "Oh, but whoever grew up on the streets doesn't have some self-defense tricks. Some dirty methods are sometimes more effective than serious fights."

Obsward, who was being beaten, tightly protected his head. He knocked the heel of his shoe against the table leg, and a dagger popped out from the tip of his shoe. He sent the dagger into Hessen's toe with one kick. The latter suffered severe pain between his toes and instinctively squatted down. Obsward's hands were raking randomly on the dining table, he hurriedly grabbed a handful of bowls, and smashed them hard on Haisen's head!

"So, what do you think is better, fighting skills or street skills?"

Haisen's head was very hard and he still kept dangling without falling after being hit. Obsward spread his legs and flew towards the place where the hand crossbow was, but was still dragged down by the soles of his feet by Haisen who was struggling over. The two gasped, roared, and shouted angrily. Obsward kicked Heisen's face crazily with his other foot, but Heisen still refused to let go, trying to break the former's legs.

The bystanders were silent for a while, and then someone said in a lower voice: "Of course - the hand crossbow is very powerful."

The two of them twisted into a crawling worm on the ground. In the end, Obsward relied on his height advantage to take the lead in hooking the string of the hand crossbow with his fingers, and tried his best to turn back and shoot the rapid fire at Hessen's head. An arrow - the arrow pierced the eye socket of the black boss who had been in power in the White City for many years, causing him to die in this funny fight.

Obsward gasped for air, and he rushed over crazily and hit Hessen on the head and face with his crossbow, causing blood to spatter on his face. He roared and yelled: "I am Obsward! Obsward! My greatest honor now is to kill you! "

After venting his anger, he stood up amidst Sander's applause, bruised and swollen. Sander stretched out his hand and guided the "corpse psionic energy" that entered Obsward's body back to himself.

"Tonight's entertainment activities are over. Okay! Everyone, please take your seats." Sander stood up, walked to the main seat, motioned for Obsward to sit in Hessen's original position, and said to him, "Please stay after dinner, Mr. Obsward. I am very interested in your management methods and want to know how you collected twelve million gold and silver in Whitechapel."

Sander gave him a friendly smile, and the light brown eyes flashed in Obsward's eyes, making Obsward's body tremble. He sat down slowly until his butt was seated, and the number was still echoing in his head: "It's over. Twelve million, where did I get twelve million? Why didn't I know... it was Jetro Did the Lord send me the money? Does Sander still care about where the money came from? Why did he go out of his way to talk to me about this?"

Obsward, who was still hot from sitting, suddenly felt that things might have gone to the other extreme.

So he said to Sander in a weak tone: "Sir, can I go to the bathroom first? I'm covered in blood and I want to wash it off briefly."

Sander was chewing a good piece of steak when he saw that Obsward's face was really bruised and swollen, so funny that it would make people unable to eat. So he smiled and nodded in agreement to the request.

Obsward politely left, and as soon as he entered the bathroom, he hurriedly turned on the faucet, letting the sound of water flow fill the entire room. Then he looked around quickly and took out a candle inside the lampshade. He found the vent connecting the bathroom to the outdoors, started to move closer to the vent, blocked the candlelight with his hand and then let go - this action made the change of light in the dark night very obvious - this was what he and Thorad were doing with each other. One of Polanyi's agreed action signals.

Thorad and Bolani, who were walking around the mansion, also discovered this signal. They took advantage of the darkness and began to sneak into the mansion quietly.

Because I have been busy with business trips recently, updates will be even slower! (Trying to find time to update)