Douluo's giant

"Hey, I didn't expect that there would still be such a barbaric place in the Tiandou Empire. It's really hard to imagine."

After a hearty meal, the elegant young man came out of the hotel and looked at the people fighting in the street for some unknown reason. He then recalled the drunkard who broke into the box before. He opened his paper fan and shook it slightly, frowning slightly, worried. He sighed with concern for the country and the people.

"Your Majesty...Young master, you don't need to think about it for a long time. The poor mountains and rivers here will inevitably breed some unscrupulous people."

The shadowy middle-aged man standing nearby spoke to him.

"Ah."

The young master shook his fan and nodded gently to express his agreement. The white-haired old man beside him looked around, pointed to a tall building in the distance and said: "It's getting late, why don't we go to rest early to recuperate?" Be prepared to enter the polar regions tomorrow."

"can."

After the young master agreed, the four of them moved forward in the direction of the old man's finger.

But after walking for a while, the four of them felt that something was wrong on the street.

It was noon and the warm sun was high in the sky. With such good weather, it was a good time to do business.

But the shops along the street were crazy, and under the gaze of the four people, they closed their doors and windows one after another. The pedestrians on the street also looked a little strange, as if they were aware of what was about to happen. He looked hurriedly and hid in the alley with quick steps.

The fat man stretched out his hand to stop a passerby and asked in a low voice: "Hey, why are you running away all of a sudden!"

The passerby was stopped by the fat man, like a frightened deer, his eyes widened, and then the worry on his face became more intense. He grabbed the fat man's hand and tried to break free quickly, but he couldn't pull it out. The man was crying. said.

"It's your first time coming to Zhenshuang City. Don't just stand here. The second leader of the Xiongba Gang was beaten by the son-in-law of the leader of the Qingying Gang just now. The two major forces are probably going to fight. Hurry and hide. Get up."

After speaking quickly, the man took advantage of the fat man's thinking and tugged hard. After pulling his hand out, he staggered into the alley, opened the lid of the trash can, and jumped in.

"Two major forces? Young Master, look..."

The fat man looked back at the young master and asked.

"Humph, what two major forces, one major force, are all rebellious officials and traitors. I want to see what kind of trouble they can make, and keep going."

The young master put away his fan and snorted coldly. He still didn't believe that he was protected by three Contras. What could happen to him? Moreover, what was his identity!We can't imitate that untouchable and jump into the trash can, so we can only keep moving forward.

The three guards looked at each other and quickly followed, surrounding him.

Along the way, the number of people gradually became sparse. After turning a few corners, the whole city seemed to be dead and silent. The shops closed their doors and windows, and the streets were deserted. In addition, the entire world was wrapped in snow clothes, which meant that people wearing their best clothes The thickest and warmest clothes can make your heart feel slightly cold.

The four people walking alone on the street already felt a little bad, especially the young man who was surrounded in the middle, there was something wrong in his eyes.

"Mr. Wu, how far are we from that hotel?"

The young master controlled his breathing so that his tone would not reveal the tension in his heart.

Mr. Wu was the white-haired old man. He was the only one in the team who had been to Zhenshuang City. He raised his head, his dim old eyes squinted, and after three breaths, he answered aloud: "We're almost there. Just go through three corners.”

"Three corners, that's good."

The young master exhaled softly, releasing the turbid air trapped in his chest, and continued to move forward.

But not long after walking, they stopped.

Puff puff, puff puff.

The noisy sound of stepping on the snow came from the corner directly in front. The four of them looked intently. One, two, a group, a large group, looking at the countless crowds of people, all of them slowly walked out of the corner with ugly faces. Taking up the entire street, coming towards them.

The three guards mobilized the soul power in their bodies at the same time, preparing to summon their martial souls to fight. They were not afraid of these people. Give them some time, and any one of them could bury all the thousands of people in the snow. , but now their first priority is to protect the young master behind them.

"Sir, let's go another way."

The gloomy middle-aged man half turned his face and asked.

The young master was already frightened by so many people. A few seconds after the middle-aged man finished speaking, he woke up and responded awkwardly: "Ah! OK... OK."

The four people turned around and walked back, but after taking a few steps, they stopped again.

A stream of people also came from behind, and there were just as many people.

The four of them were sandwiched between two groups of people. Even though the three guards were extremely powerful, they couldn't help but worry about the young master behind them.

The two groups of people were getting closer and closer. When they were a hundred meters apart, someone roared from somewhere.

"kill!"

Suddenly, light shone on both sides. Not all of them were ordinary people, but there were actually soul masters.

Then the four of them were caught in the corner by two converging streams of people.

The three Contras released their momentum and squeezed out an open space where they were, but there were too many people on both sides. Even though they were squeezing, someone still approached them and attacked them.

They also had to fight back. The fat man held a rusty knife and opened and closed it widely. There was a kind of morbid excitement in his expression, and he slashed the people who were approaching crazily.

The gloomy middle-aged man looked around with cold eyes, and his fingers quickly changed to form seals. On the snow beside him, black light flickered, and several thorny black thorns appeared next to several people. They danced wildly and smacked all the people close to him. fly.

The white-haired old man sacrificed a small golden tower and flew to the top of his head. Golden light descended from the tower and formed a golden shield around him, separating him from the outside world. The shield was so tough that it could not be broken by swords, fists and feet. It cannot be hurt, and its energy cannot be impacted.

And the ignorant young master was naturally pulled into the golden light shield by him.

Because of the ferocity of the fat man and the ruthlessness of the middle-aged man, after a while, the two groups of people couldn't help but stay away from them.

"Sir, how about I go and chop them all down?"

The fat man looked at the two sides still fighting, licked the blood that splashed on the corners of his mouth, and said excitedly with a light of comfort and longing in his eyes.

The young master has been frightened by the magnificent scene of the battle between the two sides. He has lived in the imperial city where public security is good and safe all year round. He has never seen such a scene before, so he subconsciously nodded.

But the middle-aged man Yin Ying was one step ahead of him and said sternly: "No, you damn fat man, you forgot the rule that soul masters cannot harm civilians on their own initiative. Aren't you afraid that Wuhun Palace will hold you accountable afterwards!"

The fat man curled his lips in disdain and did not speak, but his eyes looked enviously at the soul masters who were fighting passionately in the crowd. They were stronger than ordinary people, but their strength was not high. At most, they were only second-level soul masters. Because it was such a chaotic scene, and the scope of their influence was not very large, no one could find out even if Wuhun Palace received a report afterwards and came here to hold them accountable.

Because they are too dishonest, they can take action at will without worrying too much, but strong men like them have to consider being sanctioned by Wuhun Palace. It is really a bullshit world.

The fat man cursed Wuhundian several times in his heart, then took out a clean cloth from his arms and wiped the blood on the knife in his hand.

"There is an alley there, why don't we hide in it first."

Seeing that the two groups were about to crowd in again, Mr. Wu pointed to their side and suggested a small alley not far away.

"it is good!"

After feeling that he should not be in danger, the young master regained his former vigor, said with a firm voice, and then took the lead and ran towards the alley. The other three people guarded him and hurriedly followed.