Hiss, Allen gritted his teeth and took a breath, feeling as if he had a notch stuck in his throat, but he couldn't vomit it out.

After a while, Allen said in a speechless voice, "Is there something wrong with him? He has done this kind of thing by himself, so I am embarrassed to put the responsibility on others."

Leonard can understand Alan's helplessness, but unfortunately, some people have such weird ideas.

"In terms of logic and reason, there are indeed some problems with his thinking."

"But there is no way, he just looked for Uncle Roy, and wants to achieve his ideal revenge on his goal."

Allen frowned slightly. "Is there no one to stop him?"

Allen, who gradually accepted this fact, expressed his incomprehension.

After all, this world has order and rules, and it is not something that people can do whatever they want.

The strength of the opponent can guarantee that the opponent gets good, but it is not enough to make the opponent ignore the order.

It is really not normal for the other party to have such dangerous thoughts without a proper reason.

After all, no one would want to see an existence who acts wantonly and ignores the rules.

"No, it's not that he is very strong, or that someone supports him, or that he is used as a knife to fight the ring."

"It's just because the other party's size is very good."

"Although he hates Uncle Roy extremely, he has great dissatisfaction."

"But most of the time, it is only limited to words, or conflicts within the rules, and does not mean to actively break the rules."

Hearing this, Allen nodded clearly.

To put it bluntly, the other party is an old silver coin like a poisonous snake.

The opponent is very close, knows the gap between the enemy and ourselves, and then wisely chooses to hide, rather than recklessly hard steel.

He was patient, waiting for a suitable opportunity to deliver that fatal blow.

In this case, neither Roy, or the Master Lane behind him, or the Emperor Caesar who was on his side, had no suitable excuses.

After all, the other party is a silver rank powerhouse no matter what.

Although he is no better than Roy, he can be regarded as one of the best in the world.

It is difficult for them to take the initiative when they only have the will, but do not actually do it.

If this is done, it will have an impact on the existing rules and will cause panic.

Because many people don't want the imperial power to return to the supremacy of life and death.

What they can accept is the imperial power as the largest aristocratic group, but it is absolutely impossible for the imperial power to override the aristocracy.

Emperor Caesar and Roy must have understood this too, so they could only defend against thieves for a thousand days, but could not seize the opportunity.

"By the way, it's said, it's just said..."

Leonard seemed to have thought of something again, and said hesitantly.

Alan's heart moved, and he heard the other's hesitation.

He settled and said in a deep voice, "Leonard, don't hide, just say what you want to say."

"As for the truth or not, I will judge for myself."

Hearing Allen's encouragement, Leonard also made up his mind and said unfinished words, "It is said that ten years ago, when your parents disappeared, the other party participated."

Sa!

Suddenly, a bitter gust of wind rose up, lingering around Allen, hunting and hunting the swing of his clothes.

It is like a battle flag standing on the highest point of the battlefield!

It seemed that he had discovered the strangeness in Allen, and Johnson and Tropp, who were looking at each other in silence, turned their eyes around in unison.

The next moment, as if seeing Johnson's unkindly looking at Alan's gaze, Tropp moved quietly and stood in front of Alan, as if trying to help him block the malicious sight.

"Is he a child who has not been weaned? Tropp, you need to be taken care of all the time."

Johnson sneered, with obvious sarcasm in his tone. ,

"The grievances of the previous generation are not an excuse for you to bully young people."

Tropp's expression remained calm, like a rock of determination, with a daunting calmness.

"Hey, boy, you are lucky, today there is Tropp guarding you."

"Otherwise, I will definitely let you experience the pain I have endured, and let you repay the fault that my father did to me."

Johnson's expression was slightly provocative, and he yelled loudly.

He raised his horizontal arm and pointed at Ellen with extreme disdain.

"But how long can Tropp protect you."

"It's impossible for him to follow you all the time. Just wait. I'm very patient. We have enough time and opportunities to get along."

Having said that, Johnson grinned, and he evoked a cruel and tyrannical smile.

His eyes were cold, and they were full of solemn and biting killing intent.

"Trust me, that day won't be too far."

Seeing Johnson ranting loudly in front of him, even if it was Tlop's face that remained calm from beginning to end, he couldn't help but change his color slightly, making it hard to look.

For the first time, there was a wave in his eyes, not like the old well in the past.

Moreover, this wave is huge, extremely magnificent, not the ripples of some breeze, but the huge waves before the river is overwhelmed.

The breath on his body is still obscure, even more obscure.

But the power hidden beneath it began to surging, like a volcanic eruption, accumulating terrifying power.

Leonard could perceive a change in the surrounding environment.

After capturing the entire existence of Tropp, Leonard also had a little guess about the opponent's power attributes and professional characteristics.

The opponent is obviously not a spellcaster.

And among the fighters, a profession that can have Fang Na's qi that almost blends with the environment can basically be fixed among the wanderers.

It's not that other professions can't do this, but at the Silver Tier, they can do something like Tropp. In addition to the talents, there are only related professions in the Rogue series.

Obviously, although Tropp had never made a move, the movement characteristics displayed on his body, as well as the roaring shadowy vindictiveness of the opponent, made Leonard quickly confirm his identity at that time.

After figuring out his identity, Leonard also figured out a fact.

That is, at the beginning, how the opponent got close to a distance of tens of meters in front of them.

You must know that although Alan was not in a state of full combat readiness at the time, it was not that everyone could get close so quietly.

And if the other party is a wanderer who specializes in this way, then all this makes sense.

However, Leonard can only analyze here.

If you want to determine which specific occupation the opponent belongs to in the Wanderer Silver Career, you can only see it after the opponent starts.

It's not that there are strong people who see the micro-knowledge and see the leopard in the tube.

Unfortunately, Leonard hasn't reached that level yet.

Boom!

Johnson also gave his own response to Tropp's actions.

The brutal and tyrannical breath of terror bloomed from Johnson's body, just like the essence, and the cold wind around him stopped for a moment.

The surging aura spread everywhere, making this cold night even colder.

This cold is not physical, but psychological.

It's as if a cruel and wild beast came out of the lost years, across time and space, and came to the present, bringing disaster, panic, death, and cruelty to the world.

That kind of reckless and tyrannical aura can make almost everyone's scalp numb, and instinctively feel scared.

Even Field, who was pretending to sleep, was in the second half of the mission hall hundreds of meters from the door, and he couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body at this time.

Even the two sleeping beside him, even in their dreams, couldn't help but frown and looked terrified.

It seems that I dreamed of something frightening.

But it's a pity that the four people at the door are the very few unaffected existences.

Tropp has experienced a lot of battles and knowledge, and needless to say.

Alan and Leonard also fought face-to-face with the golden rank powerhouse not long ago. Although the process was not very good, they also faced the existence of the golden rank directly.

After experiencing strong winds and waves, it is difficult to be afraid of such small storms in the pond.

Therefore, Alan and Leonard were calm and not unbearable for Johnson's sudden horror aura.

"Troop, are you going to go to war with me?"

Johnson bit his cheek and spoke in a low voice like a self-mixed sound, like a roar, revealing the **** meaning.

"Johnson, put away the thoughts you shouldn't have, otherwise, I don't mind letting you know what fear is."

For Johnson's threat, Tropp seemed to have nothing, his eyes narrowed slightly, biting like a knife.

Scratched straight to Johnson's little head, which didn't match his tall stature.

The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and Johnson suddenly laughed.

"Then, we will wait and see."

Then, without even looking at Allen, he turned and left.

Tropp stared at the other side stubbornly, and did not relax at all because of the other side's "showing weakness".

The cruel and tyrannical aura gradually dissipated, and the silence and depressive atmosphere gradually disappeared, and the bitter wind caused by the confrontation between the two sides and the collision of the auras returned to its original appearance again.

It seems that everything is restored to its original condition.

It seems that tonight is about to end here.

However, at this moment.

"Wait."

A sound that was not high, but unexpected, resounded at this time, resounded in the deep dark night, resounded in the silent darkness.

The figure that Johnson turned and left suddenly paused, then turned around and faced Allen and the others again.

However, this time, it was not Tropp Green that he was looking at.

It's Alan Xiulias!

Hearing Alan's voice, Tropp couldn't help but his face changed slightly, speaking to Alan privately.

"Ellen, don't be too impulsive, I know your combat effectiveness is extraordinary, you have reached the level of silver."

"However, Johnson has already reached the high level of silver for so many years."

"Moreover, although the alienation of his body has caused him great trouble to a certain extent, it has made it extremely difficult for him to advance to gold."

"But at the same time, this change also allows him to not lose to the ordinary silver pinnacle in terms of strength."

"With this, he can even compete with Silver Peak in a short period of time."

"If you are arrogant and hurt, it is likely that you are yourself."

For Tlop's kindness, Allen naturally accepted it with great humility.

However, it is not so easy to make him change his mind.

"Uncle Tropp, I should be able to call you Uncle. After all, you are a good friend of my father."

"I know that everything you say is for my good, but please also believe that I am not the kind of impulsive brainless guy."

"Since I have stepped forward, it means that I have the corresponding certainty."

"You may know Johnson very well, but for me, it is clear that you don't know enough."

"When and where your information came from, I don't know. But obviously, this analysis and evaluation of me has expired."

"So, would you mind watching the first scene with your own eyes and making a timely assessment?"

Having said this, Allen twisted his neck, "looked at" Johnson, and passed by with a gentle tone, "Presumably, this will not disappoint you."

Hearing Alan's answer, Tropp's worried expression calmed slightly.

Indeed, as Allen said, he believed that Roy’s child could not be just an impulsive brat, without inheriting the wisdom of his parents~lightnovelpub.net~ So, after calming down, so did Tropp I heard the confidence in Allen's tone, and saw some clues, and found something that I had overlooked before.

The existence of Allen itself makes it easy for a guy who does not observe carefully or does not exert his full strength to draw wrong conclusions.

It was the same before Tropp.

But at this moment, Tropp discovered something unusual.

Such a discovery undoubtedly relieved him a lot.

Of course, Leonard's consolation also played a great role.

Although he may still have some concerns about Allen's safety.

But since he gets along with Allen day and night, Leonard, who knows him well, is not worried.

So even if there is a problem, it is not a big problem.

At least, he has enough time and opportunity to help, so as not to let the situation develop in the worst direction.

"Are you calling me?"

Johnson, who turned around, looked up and down at Allen, and could not help but raised his eyebrows, his tone of voice was inexplicable.

"Of course."

Allen nodded without hesitation.

"Interesting."

Johnson suddenly laughed, pointed to Allen and said, "I am more interested in you now."

"I believe that we will get along very happily afterwards."

Johnson said with great interest, deliberately accentuating the pronunciation of the last few words.

"But I don't think so."

Although Alan's figure is considered tall for ordinary people, for Johnson, it is still a little short.

Therefore, when speaking, he will inevitably raise his head slightly.

However, even so, the tone of his speech did not have the slightest "downwind" cowardice, and some were just plain and unabashed confidence.