The mercenaries in the golden ivory tavern snorted with yellow teeth, grinning unscrupulously at Downton. In their view, this is a humble poor creature.

　　 No matter the identity, equipment, or strength, Downton has no possibility of reversal. Everyone can foresee that the teenager will be trampled on the ground like a dead dog and ruined ruthlessly.

　　 Little Grande was like a general who had captured the enemy. He lifted his chin vigorously and scorned Downton. He and his doglegs had the same abhorrence.

　　Tang Dun held the axe handle of the torn dragon tooth tightly, he had to cut down the hound on the dining table, in order not to lose his job, in order to accumulate the tuition fees of his sister Elaine, he had endured too long.

　　 "Don't be impulsive!" Tauren squeezed Downton's wrist, and shouted, "If you think about it, if this axe is cut down, your life may go another way!"

　　 "Bah, cut me, does he have a guts?" Little Grande pointed to the ground. "If you kneel and kowtow, I can forgive you for offending me."

　　 "Let me go!" Downton's voice froze, as if wrapped in a cold stream.

　　 "Calm down!" Barak felt that Downton's muscles were tightening and he was working hard. He wasn't talking big words, he would definitely cut this **** if he didn't press himself.

　　 "What's going on? Performing an opera?" Melissa pushed away from the crowd and came over, "Little Grand Terrace, I don't know if you have this talent!"

　　 Listening to the compliment of the beautiful woman, Little Grande was more proud, but he no longer became angry, but tried to be a gentleman. "As long as I want, I will learn everything quickly."

　　The mercenaries' shouts also decreased, and their eyes fell on Melissa, greedy like a wild boar.

　　 Melissa, in a low-cut dress, didn't care about those sights, but also generously wavy long wavy hair, white and slender neck, and a straight posture, making her like a white swan, standing tall.

　　 The dancers on the high platform were immediately compared. Even if their clothes were exposed, they could not bring the mercenaries back in sight.

　　Melissa is like a succubus from the abyss. Raising her hands and throwing her feet in between, there is a taste of eroticism, which makes men want to press her on her body.

　　 "Downton, why didn't you come to the post office during this time? Worried that Ballmer's idiot would retaliate against you?" Melissa smiled. "Reassure, my sister is protecting you."

　　 Downton frowned slightly, not understanding what Melissa meant.

　　 "Hey, kneel, didn't you hear?" Little Grande saw Melissa ignored her and spoke to Downton, dissatisfied, and snarled at him.

　　 "Send me a favor, how about letting him go?"

　　 Melissa's eyes circulated, throwing a little wink at Little Grande, and suddenly made him tremble, as if he had been electrified all over his body, feeling that his heart was beating with no effort.

"Well, in the face of Sister Melissa, Downton, I will let you go this time, but you can't use the nickname of the West Fox, or I will definitely smash your front teeth next time!" Little Grand Terrace was like throwing away a rag. No longer worrying about Downton, he smiled and turned to Melissa, bent over, raised her chest with her right hand, and made an inviting gesture, "Can I invite you to dinner?" ?"

　　 There are many opportunities to pack Downton, but there are not many chances to talk to Melissa. This woman seems to have no temperament, like a slut, but never heard of a man who has been in her bed.

　　 "If I conquered her, wouldn't I envy all the men in the town of Dead Morning Fog?" Little Grande had a sweet dream, and his mouth opened unconsciously. Fortunately, he was not stupid enough to laugh.

　　 "Go away!" The tauren pulled Downton.

　　 "How does it feel to be smashed into a dinner plate and covered with a lot of soup? Isn't it cool?" Downton stood up and swung his right hand violently, "Release me!"

　　Barak wanted to persuade him again, but looking at Downton's cold disappointed gaze, his ear echoed with disdain, his hand froze, and he unconsciously let Downton go.

　　 "Little Grand Terrace, don't you want to smash my front teeth? Don't wait for the next time, just solve it here!"

　　 Downton doesn’t know why Melissa helped herself, but that’s not important. What’s important is that if you leave like this today, it will become a stain that you can’t erase for a lifetime.

　　 "Downton, what's your nerve?" Melissa stunned, and then her voice sternened, complaining that he didn't know what to do.

　　 Can't see a fight, the mercenaries are still complaining, who knows that things suddenly turn around.

　　 "Is this guy's brain sick? The civilian fish actually challenged the magician in an ogre suit. It would be strange not to be beaten to death!"

　　 "People may be masochists, can you control it?"

　　 "Melissa, that kid is not your lover, what is he doing? Or come to accompany the uncle to have a bar and promise to satisfy you!"

　　The mercenaries were noisy and were surprised by the private fight with the tavern. Some people even made a gamble and started to bet, but they did not think Downton would win at all, so he bet on him for a few seconds.

　　 "Go, press a hundred gold coins, bet me to turn him over in ten seconds!" Little Grande ordered the servant and looked at Melissa, "Wait for me for five minutes."

　　 Melissa saw that Downton didn't look at herself at all, and pulled out a battle axe from under the table. She knew that a private fight was inevitable, snorted, and turned away.

　　The mercenaries followed Downton and Little Grand Terrace, went out of the tavern, and surrounded the street. The townspeople found out that there was something to see, and they all gathered.

　　In a blink of an eye, the water that had been surrounded on the long street could not escape.

　　The first duel, surrounded by so many people, Downton was inevitably nervous, and his heartbeat was quickened.

　　 "Calm down as soon as possible and think about tactics!" Downton took a deep breath, muttering to remind himself, and walked to the horse stud standing outside the tavern.

　　 The reins of the Black Emperor were tied to it. Because the one-handed sword and shield were not expensive, Downton only brought the torn dragon tooth and the backpack into the tavern.

　　 "The battle axe is too heavy, and you need to change your weapon." The tauren can see that the torn dragon teeth are of better quality, but they are too heavy to be wielded, but they suffer.

　　 "I know." Downton didn't activate the power of the giant as soon as he came up, the habit of raising the bottom card, he wanted to look at his true strength.

　　 "Hurry up, won't you?"

　　 Although he urged, he was not in a hurry, because he enjoyed the much-anticipated thrill and made him feel like a triumphant hero.

"Help me hold it. I was wrong. I shouldn't ridicule you!" Downton took the bracelet and handed the battle axe to Barak, holding the shield in his left hand and the one-handed sword in his right hand, walking towards the center of the long street, " I understand your difficulty, since you dare not to do it, then you will be humiliated, I will help you get it back!"

Originally wanting to tell Downton the careful tauren heard these words, his heart was sour, the corners of his eyes were wet, and with Barak’s fighting power, even if a hundred small Grandstands were together, he could turn over, but for the tribe , He can only endure.

　　 Looking at Downton opposite, Little Grande didn't take him seriously.

　　Well, two semi-transparent **** emerged, the size of fist, showing pure white, rotating around the little Grand stage.

　　 This product is too sarcastic, and the shield was activated before the battle started.

　　 "In ten seconds, I will blow you up!" Xiao Gelangtai's long sword flatly pointed at Downton, shouting loudly. He felt that his current shape must be cool and messy, comparable to a colorful dragon.

　　 Downton’s answer was simple. He lifted his right hand, and Hercules radiantly started. A handful of golden light spots spilled on his head like quicksand.

　　 is full of power.

　　 "Actually a Paladin?"

　　 The whole audience was in an uproar and almost stunned his eyes. This episode was unexpected.

　　 "No wonder you dare to challenge me, turned out to be a magician, but there is a fart? I am the second-level peak of the soul, hitting you ten at a stretch, without sweating."

　　 Little Grande despised, then flung past.

I have to say that although Little Grande is a personal scum, he is a magician after all. This sprint is very fast, shows good explosive power, and with strong confidence, he cuts the one-handed sword towards Downton's neck, It is also very stable and fierce.

　　 Downton's left hand lifted the shield slightly, blocking it in front of him.

　　Dang, the sword and the shield collided, making a harsh noise, followed by the second blow.

　　 "Hurricane hit!"

　　Blade, the long sword with a strong momentum was cut on the shield, and the shaking Downton's arms were a little numb.

　　 "Too weak! Too weak! Too weak!"

Grande Little roared and completely regarded this private fight as his exhibition game. In his opinion, Downton was a miscellaneous fish, so there was no reasonable use of the magic energy at all. All he needed was to kill him in one go. .

　　 Downton, under the shield, was constantly retreating under the swift blow.

　　 Full of boos, some mercenaries and civilians even raised their arms high~lightnovelpub.net~ held their fists, extended their thumbs, and then swung down hard.

　　 "Attack, attack, attack!"

　　 Downton's coping style makes the onlookers feel boring. What they need is a wonderful duel, not an ugly defense.

　　The tauren began to regret that he didn’t hold Downton just now. The gap between the two people was too large, and Downton couldn’t win at all.

　　 "You seem to be interested in that postman?" Liszt walked to Melissa in a gorgeous noble robe.

　　 "The mayor's son is also interested in this kind of duel?" Melissa praised the 18-year-old young man, his father, but the most powerful man in Chenwu Town.

　　 "Two big fishes that are popular." Liszt was very disdainful. "The postman lost, equipment, experience, rank difference, he does not have an advantage. This duel is destined to become the shadow of his life."

　　 "Of course, they can't match you!" Melissa praised the man next to her, but she glanced down Donton's left hand, and there was a ring on the index finger.

　　 Rings with similar patterns, Melissa had seen on the fingers of a mysterious big man who was unattainable, otherwise she would not bother to control Downton's life and death.

"Maybe I remembered it wrong?" Melissa tried hard to recall, but a few years ago, in her capacity, she couldn't get close to the big man, but just glanced at it from a distance, because she is a woman, out of fine jewelry Only a little impression of the love.

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