Realm of Power

Obituary's words were as calm as an elder teaching an untalented junior. All the teachers were dumbfounded. Such an ignorant guy appeared from nowhere. He dared to tease such an unreasonable noble female knight.

"This guy must be crazy". The pretty face of the iceberg beauty was white with anger, and her body was trembling slightly in the black robe. The delicate little hands holding the wine glass almost broke the base of the wooden wine glass. A pair of pretty eyes stared at the fat man viciously, wishing to dig out a piece of flesh from the fat man. If it weren't for the untouchables to dirty their hands, the arrogant iceberg beauty would definitely Slap him in the face,

Everyone in the tavern could feel the signs before the volcano erupted, and the atmosphere in the tavern suddenly became heated, but Fatty was at the center of the storm. Still looking at the iceberg beauty nonchalantly, "What are you looking at? As a well-educated nobleman, don't you know that it is very rude to look directly at the other person?"

"Since no one has taught you what a knight is, then I will teach you," the fat man said as if he was sleepwalking. "Damn it, where is this lunatic!" A guard kicked him over rudely. "Pa." A crisp sound that made one's heart tremble and teeth ache suddenly sounded. Just as the guard's feet were raised, a big thick hand slapped his face with a whistling sound.

"With one hand, hold on to the shield of glory. With the other hand, wave the long sword that represents glory!" At the same time, his drunken and swaying body seemed to have eyes behind his back. His strike was like lightning, and he slapped the guard behind him on the face with his backhand. The huge power of his palm made the guard swerve, and his burly figure staggered and hit the table.

The slap was fast, accurate and hard. Everyone saw that the fat man's slap was like a thick steel plate hitting the guard's face. The whole face was deformed and blood spattered from the bridge of his collapsed nose. Several bloody teeth flew into the air. From the corner of the mouth to the base of the ear, it is completely red, swollen and deformed, and you can even see the swollen blood vessels under the epidermis.

"Kill him!" The fat man's slap sounded like a battle horn, and a dozen other guards quickly gathered around, these tall and muscular guards. Rushing towards one person at the same time, the murderous aura and sense of oppression that erupted made other people in the tavern feel like a herd of bison rushing into the tavern.

The two guards closest to the fat man were the quickest to strike. Their two thick fists, with a whistling sound that cut through the air, rushed towards the drunken face of the fat man. Even a cow would fall if hit by such fists. , in the electric light and flint, an afterimage slid out of a strange arc and passed between the two people, and everyone felt that their eyes were blurred. The fat man who was in front of them just now was standing behind the two of them with a sneer on his face.

"The second article of knightly faith." The fat man looked drunk and showed no signs of a life-or-death fight. "Have the highest level of decision-making and credibility. You can directly punish evil!" As he spoke, he raised his powerful and heavy right foot and struck with lightning. He gave a guard a hard kick on the ankle, and there was a sharp "click" sound that stung everyone's periosteum, interspersed with the fat man's sleepwalking nagging. The guard held his unnaturally bent ankle and rolled to the ground in pain, his face deformed as he screamed in extreme pain. Rolling on the dirty ground.

The other guard retreated with a pale face. The fat man had already stood on tiptoe with his right foot, and his left foot turned into a phantom. Clicking on the guard's abdomen, there was only a crisp sound of "bump". The guard's entire body was kicked out, and his body was bent like a shrimp hitting the bar owner's counter.

Broken wood flew everywhere, and the thin counter was reduced to several pieces. The guard's body was like a deformed sack, and the low scream in his throat was more terrifying than any level of howling.

The guards who were about to rush forward looked at each other and stopped. In the face of absolute strength, the so-called dignity of the nobles was meaningless. The guards were not stupid either. The fat man injured three people in a row with lightning and flint. This strength was no longer something he could resist. The fat man looked at the guards with pale faces around him and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "I really think that the Tire family in the northeast is the first in the kingdom." A family? Your level is not enough! People need to be self-aware."

"Who are you?" Seeing that someone revealed her identity, the cold beauty stood up in surprise and stared at the fat man with vicious eyes. Under the black velvet robe, you could vaguely see her graceful and slender figure, which was half taller than the fat man. Size

The fat man wiped his dirty hands on his clothes. He showed disdain for the cold beauty's hatred, "If you don't have the strength, don't pretend to be such a big head. This is Summer, not Hartrens. If you want to be safe, put away the aristocratic tricks!" Otherwise I will throw you out of here.

"You're looking for death!" The cold beauty turned pale with anger, a red light flashed in her black robe, and a red whip struck the fat man like lightning, and was firmly grasped by the fat man's big hand.

"What? Still not convinced?" The fat man frowned slightly, sneered, and exerted force on the palm of his hand holding the whip, "Ah. The iceberg beauty let out a delicate gasp, and was caught off guard, and was pulled into his arms by the fat man. , the warm body was hugged by the fat man’s iron-like arms,

"Hiss!" There was a gasp in the tavern. Even the guards of the cold beauty looked at the fat man in disbelief. No one thought that the fat man would be so bold. In the territory of the Tire family, the average beautiful and arrogant Tire In addition to being sarcastic about her brother "Ting", Miss Newley In addition to having a good attitude, the head of the Ernew family did not even look at the outstanding children of other families. Someone once made a bet that whoever could make Miss Tiernuris smile would get a building covering an area of ​​​​100 acres. Luxurious manor, where is that manor idle now?

"Let me go!" The iceberg beauty struggled hard in the fat man's arms, but the struggle became tighter and tighter. The black robe covering her head fell down, revealing her beautiful long golden hair, which was curled like waves. The elasticity, coupled with the graceful and slender figure under the black robe, made everyone's eyes light up. "Where has Tiernuris ever experienced such an insult?" Her body was held by the fat man, and a hot masculine breath came from the fat man, which made her face turn red with shame. She wished she could stab this fat man who insulted her a hundred and eighty times now, but the fat man's right arm was like It was like an iron bar that made it difficult for her to move,

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the fat man's heavy right arm pressed against her tender breasts. A strange pleasure came from the pressure. The beauty who was as cold as ice just now was now red from her neck to her ears. Like a steamed shrimp, his eyes rolled around in his sockets, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly with shame and anger.

"Save Sister Bu!" Seeing their young lady being humiliated, the Tire family's guards roared and pulled out their swords. "But they were blocked by Salon and his guards.

"What, you want to bully the smaller ones when there are more people?" Salon sneered and drew out his sword. The other guards Xueliang also drew out their swords and shouted "Kill!" at the same time. The extremely powerful momentum seemed to make people feel that the opponent was not the right one. Ten people, but a military formation of thousands of troops, immediately stopped the Tire guards who were about to rush forward.

The smell of blood from the sword filled the entire tavern. Not only did it surprise everyone, it also chilled the Tyrian guards, especially Saron's sword. Because there were too many people killed, traces of blood had invaded the bleeding groove of the blade. If you didn't look carefully, you would have thought it was the original pattern on the blade, but it turned out to be the legendary "Thousand-Man Killing"

"Damn it, where did these murderers come from?" The Tire family guards looked at each other with ugly expressions. They wanted to move but did not dare to move. Although there were about the same number of people on both sides, the other party had a strong smell of blood, that kind of Indomitable momentum. Let the Tire guards believe that these are definitely real warriors who rolled over from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Ordinary family guards like myself would have to fall down if they met each other at most, not to mention that there was another one inside who could kill "thousands of people". Abnormal, chopping up people is not like chopping up melons and vegetables.

"Let Miss, we, the Tire family, will not pursue this matter!" A guard leader stood up with an ugly face. It was obvious that he couldn't get any benefits now, so it was better to rescue the person first.

"Haha, I didn't give you face just now, but now I want it! It's too late." The fat man pointed his finger at Tirnulis lightly, and Tirnulis felt her eyes go dark. His body went limp and he fainted. The fat man put Tyrnuris gently on the table and waved to the Tyrian guards, "Let's go. Tell Tyrturant that if he still wants this woman to come back alive, let him come to Samor." Find me!"

"Who is your Excellency?" Thinking of his master's furious face, the Tyrian guard couldn't help but turn pale, but the opponent's strength was too strong, and he had to give in temporarily, as long as he knew the opponent's name. With the actual expansion of the Tyr family, the eastern overlord. Sooner or later I can get it back.

"Listen up," the fat man rolled his eyes and said with an arrogant look. "Your uncle, I am Lord Haas, the nephew of Lord Viscount Turunander! I will give you ten days to prepare a ransom of ten thousand gold coins. One less person." I will sell this woman to a brothel for a copper plate." The fat man smiled obscenely. "Haha, I heard that those old people from the big families in Kyoto like to play with this kind of noble, cold and arrogant high-ranking people.

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Seeing the Tyrian guards escaping from the tavern in embarrassment, Saron put the sword back into its sheath and leaned over curiously, "Sir, why do we say it's that bastard of Turun Ander? That's a full blade worth ten thousand gold coins. Isn’t this cheap for the Tulumander family?”

"Cheap? How can there be such a good bargain in this world!" The fat man rolled his eyes with disdain. "The Renwan gold coins are quite a lot, but do we, Samor, lack that little money!" The fat man paused for a moment, "I just wanted to test it out. Seeing how serious this woman is, I never thought The other party agreed directly without even hesitating, which proves that this woman is not ordinary. Maybe it is the legendary Snow Mountain Red Rose! If that is the case, then we will make a lot of money, let alone Ren Wan. Everything can be deceived.”

"Snow Mountain Fire Rose!" Salon also looked excited. Men are always most interested in the kingdom's famous beauties, with one eye glowing red. "My lord is talking about the iceberg beauty of the Tire family who is as famous as the distinguished Miss Jones Nellie. "Salon sighed with emotion. He shook his head and said with a smile, "Tsk, tsk, if this woman is really a snowy mountain fire rose, then that guy from Tirturant won't be in a hurry to jump in!"

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