Eastern Secrets (4)

The "Mao Allen" fat man turned back in surprise. Sure enough, he saw the place where the figure was lying. A girl in a white long dress was lying on her face. The familiar face was the crazy girl who tricked herself along the way.

"What's the matter? Didn't you follow your father's side? How could you be so embarrassed?" The fat man couldn't help but smile, and quickly went forward, using his hand to lift the Momo Allen who fell on the ground

"Silly fat man, why didn't you catch me just now?" The crazy girl looked at the fat man bulgingly. The white and delicate forehead ran out of a deep blood stain on the forehead, which made people feel pitiful.

"What is this?" The fat man couldn't help crying,

You know, it’s this crazy girl, she just wouldn’t flash off if she was hit just now,

Women’s tears sometimes embarrass fat people more than sharp blades. After a **** fight and a plot to fight against each other, on this vast and pure grassland,

The innocent and lively Mao Mo Allen is like a dream in the heart of the fat man. The pure feeling makes the fat man see an angel who does not belong to this world in this chaotic world.

"What the **** happened," the fat man asked solemnly. Mao Mo Allen's miserable look made the fat man feel an irritable anger in his heart.

The original stern look instantly turned into a murderous grimace,

Fortunately, this is Kujit. If in Vickia, the fat man has already ordered to surround it all, and the perennial campaign to kill, let the fat man reveal a cold from the heart.

"Defense Lord" saw that his adult knew the assassin, and several guards stopped consciously, quickly stood on several corners, surrounded the fat man and Momo Allen in the middle, and guarded back to back

"Silly fat man, you, why are you here?" Mao Mo Allen held the fat man's hand tightly, and did not separate for a moment,

Although I know that the fat man is just a small smuggler, in this case, the fat man is the life-saving straw in Mao Mo Allen’s heart,

"Slap" A tumult of footsteps approached quickly, and the door of the business station was pushed away from inside. Several young nobles dressed in gorgeous clothes, with more than a dozen servants holding sticks, a large hula appeared Doorway,

"It's her, it's her. You catch her right away. Lord Norafu wants her."

The young aristocrat shouted at Mao Mo Allen in the arms of the fat man, his head messy, and there were several blood stains on his pale face that were obviously scratched by his nails.

Mao Mo Allen immediately panicked when he saw the young man.

"Save me fat, save me," Momo Allen's hands clasped the fat man's thick arms, shouting, "I don't want to go back. They caught my father, and sold me to the city's noble Kugit as slaves."

"Don't be afraid, it's me." The fat man calmed the panicked Mao Mo Allen with his hand, raised his head and ordered to the guard, "Anything close to the kill will not matter"

"Yes" several guards nodded, "嘡啷" pulled out the sharp sword from the waist, forming a thick wall around the fat man

One of the young people in the "Commercial Union" saw a black carriage engraved with the badge of the Commercial Union behind the fat man, and he could not help changing his face. Just a moment of hesitation appeared on his harsh face.

The power of the business alliance is huge on the third floor of the Yunzhong City. Most of the caravans and stores are members of the business alliance. Even if the Momo family is relatively independent because of the alliance,

But in many links, it still has inextricably linked with the business alliance, business is not a separate behavior, but a whole cycle of mutual connection,

Harmony and wealth, the exchange of goods, are all Wikia people, who dare not say that they did not ask for each other, often the two try to keep peace, and the water between each other does not violate the river,

Seeing that it was a person from the Business Alliance, and his status was not low, several young nobles of the Mao Mo family were hesitant, especially the sharp sword in the hands of the guard, which made everyone feel cold.

"Tell you, don’t do too much business, this is the kind of person Lord Laura loves"

Seeing Mao Mo Allen suddenly had a fat man and a few mercenaries with dignified hands holding weapons, hesitated for a noble look and shouted boldly.

"Sir Laura is the garrison on the third floor of the Cloud City. If you don't want to cause trouble, you will be sent back immediately.

"No matter who you are, this is the business station of the Mao Mo family, not the Coles Manor of your business alliance, she is just a humble maid in the family, you have no right to interfere in the internal affairs of our Moore family,

If you send me back now, I can still let you go once, otherwise, on the third floor of this cloud city, Lord Elaf can directly send troops to destroy the business alliance."

"Drough is what he depends on, and he dares to beat my woman's idea." The fat man smiled angrily, looking at the young nobleman in front of himself, the thick palm of his hand turned into a phantom

"Slap" The young aristocrat made a cheeky cheek, the whole body was slapped by this powerful blow, the fan flipped a circle in the air, and even backed up several steps and hit the back door

The nobles on the "hiss" step took a breath of air and looked at it all stunned. No one expected the fat man to be so ruthless, so fast, only to see a shadow flash, the person has been fanned out, this must be How vigorous is this stupid fat man actually posing as a fat bear

"You you" the young nobleman almost fainted from the pain, touched his hand, the nose bridge collapsed, the whole face was numb and unconscious, his hands were full of blood, and a dozen **** teeth mixed with blood when he shouted, from Popped out of his mouth, even trembling even talking, like a skinny dog ​​just crawling out of a trapped ditch

"You guys are still watching what killed me and they took the dead girl back." The young noble looked at the compassionate eyes around him, shouting angrily to the people behind him

"Come on, grab them all quickly." Several other young nobles reacted from the miserable scene in front of them, and hurriedly directed the servant behind them to rush towards the fat man.

"I'm really looking for a way to die." The fat man's eyes flashed a terrible killing intent, and his face was blue to the guard, gritting his teeth and ordering.

"Break me all their hands and feet so that they are here. I'm going to look at it. At this time, Lord Duraf, dare not show up for these things."

"Adhering to the Lord," hearing the fat man's order, several guards who had been unable to control him shouted excitedly, and turned over the curved sword in their hands.

The thick blade back turned into a dazzling blade of light. The guards, like tigers entering the flock, slammed into the crowd opposite with the sound of wind,

"Huh," the knife shadow in the guard's hand was chopped on the front servant's calf, and there was a crisp bone crack,

The servant only felt his feet sink, and his bulging eyes saw his right leg singularly bent, like a papaya vine that was twisted from it,

The pain of the heart went straight to the head, the whole person was like a slanted pillar, screaming and rolling down the steps

"Ah," the servants have seen such scenes. The crying father who was suddenly scared by the tragic scene of his companion shouted his mother. A group of people stepped back and forth like a duck pushed by an invisible big hand.

The "kill" guards are all veterans on the battlefield, and they will never let this opportunity pass.

In a moment, a dozen servants were knocked to the ground, lying on the ground and rolling like a gourd on the ground.

"Hands on" several guards looked indifferent, the sword in their hands turned into a fierce blade of light, and the thick and thick blade of the strong back with the sound of the wind, severely cut the fragile joints of nobles and servants, "

The snapping sound of "click" makes people suffocated like rapid raindrops,

The young nobles and servants who shouted shyly just now were like a dead dog lying in a ditch, their hands and feet were singularly bent, and there was only a painful inhalation in their mouths.

A dozen people with broken hands and feet lay at the door of Maoshang Station, which immediately caught the attention of pedestrians in the surrounding streets. An old servant poked his head out of the door and saw a dozen people lying outside, his face scared Of the pale,

These are the sons of several large caravans in the business station, and one of them is the nephew of the head of the business station, Mamo Winks,

Seeing these arrogant young masters lying on the ground like dead dogs, their hands and feet bent strangely, and their mouths were humming,

"No good, something happened." The old servant ran back in his anxious face. The old figure walked through several rooms and went straight to the hall. Several caravans were discussing in the hall.

"I'm sorry, the adults are discussing things."

"Sir, it's not good, Master Momo Atlet. They were all interrupted and thrown at the door." The voice of the old servant's call to heaven and earth shocked everyone.

"Who are you?" Several middle-aged nobles rushed out of the door with a group of mercenaries. Their faces are similar to those of the most arrogant young people just now~lightnovelpub.net~ Ha ha, this I thought it would be the duruff who came forward, who knew you were the few of you." The fat man sneered, and his fierce eyes made several middle-aged people like a cold forced by a sword.

"You, you" the pressure of the long-formed upper body of the fat man came out through the body, and immediately made the middle-aged nobles feel congested, and an unspeakable pressure came to the face.

"Broken" several caravan leaders are also well-informed, even this mysterious fat man, even those few mercenaries, facing many times their enemies, instead of half fear, they are hidden. With a pressure on his head,

These caravan leaders can see at a glance, what kind of mercenaries are these, and they are basically the warriors who can fight in the army. With this calm and calm momentum, at least they are at the level of captains.

"Adult, it's the Samor's War Sword." A knight who followed behind the middle-aged noble pointed to the strange curved sword in the guard's hands, his face whispering nervously

"What" is like a hurricane that makes caravan leaders pale

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