The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 8, Scene [-]
Although he was reprimanded by the boss Nedland not to provoke Rosen again and reduce unnecessary troubles, how could Slack swallow this tone? Early in the morning, he found two trustworthy subordinates, and excitedly came to the Dog and Whistle Inn to squat at Lawson.

However, who would have thought that Rosen left the hotel early in the morning, and Slack rushed to nothing, which made him even more angry.

Finally, in this crowded square, they got their wish and found the figure of the knight in funny armor, so they blocked him immediately without thinking too much.

But Rosen didn't know this. His first reaction was that these people were with the suspicious-looking man, so he was full of vigilance and put his right hand lightly on the hilt of his sword.

"I want you to remember what happened last night forever!"

Slack said, seeing that Rosen had no words, he thought he was underestimating himself, and the unknown fire in his heart became more and more intense, and he wished to tear the man in front of him into pieces.

His two minions also dispersed, blocking the retreat on both sides of Rosen, and the iron rod in his hand was glowing black.

"Uh, may I ask who are you?"

At this time, Rosen couldn't figure it out. It seemed that he had a problem with this guy, but after a rough thought, he didn't seem to have offended anyone.

"Oh, are you the one who fell from the window last night?"

After thinking for a while, Rosen finally remembered. He looked the person in front of him up and down, and suddenly realized that the two seemed somewhat similar.

This made sense. Rosen was still wondering how he was ambushed even though he hadn't been discovered. It turned out to be another group of people.

"you"

At this time, Slack was already anxious. Last night was the most humiliating night he had experienced in the past 20 years, but in the eyes of the culprit, it was not worth mentioning at all.

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

"Give me death!"

Slark couldn't care too much at this time. The short sword in his hand was unsheathed and pointed directly at the gap between Rosen's armor. The sword's light was filled with killing intent.

At the same time, the minions on both sides also stepped forward, and the iron bars fell without mercy.

But in Rosen's eyes, the fierce offensive of the three was like playing in slow motion.

He thought for a moment, killing people at will in the human territory seemed to be easy to cause trouble, so the long sword was not out of its sheath, and he only took a slight step back, avoiding Slark's short knife by a small margin, and raised his right hand.

bang-

An iron rod seemed to be attracted and fell into Rosen's palm, which made the man holding it feel a little unbelievable and almost suspected that Rosen also had eyes behind his back.

But before he could react, Rosen had already grabbed the iron rod, turned around and struck a blow, knocking the weapon out of the third man's hand.

The whole movement was done in one go, and when the sound of the knocked down iron rod reaching Slack's ears, his first blow had just grazed the plastron under Rosen's ribs.

"what!!?"

It was only at this time that Slack came to his senses, the reason why Nedland told him not to provoke Rosen again.

It's not because of the opponent's background and identity, but because the opponent's strength is very strong! ! !
Black iron steps!
In an instant, the word flashed in Slack's mind.

The difference between the black iron rank and the non-rank rank is not only in the strength of the body. Once the black iron ranks advanced, it means that every nerve and every muscle of the body has been perfectly controlled, and the accuracy of the movement can be improved to reach to an extremely subtle degree.

Not only that, people on the Black Iron Step can master the ability called "sensation", and their perception will be infinitely magnified. Any disturbance in the surrounding tens of yards cannot escape the perception of the Black Iron Step. Sensing the flow of magic power, in Rosen's words, is a humanoid radar.

When fighting against low-level people, the Black Iron-level powerhouse can even use the opponent's muscle stretching, blood flow, etc. to defeat the enemy and predict the enemy's movements. Therefore, in a frontal battle, the Black Iron-level powerhouse It is simply crushing for those who have no position.

Slack felt extremely regretful at this time. Before the fight, how did he know that Rosen was actually a strong man of the black iron level, and he seemed to be even better than Ned Land.

If I had known this before, I would have swallowed my anger and behaved like a human being with my tail between my legs. Now that I have offended the other party, my side will be seriously injured.

The iron rod in Rosen's hand was like a poisonous snake, and he hit the man whose weapon was taken from a tricky angle. With a muffled sound, the opponent fell to the ground slowly, clutching his stomach, unable to even defend himself.

Stepping, elbowing, Rosen knocked the other person flying. The tall man was like a light feather, and he didn't stop until he hit the wall on one side, and he also lost consciousness.

In the blink of an eye, the offense and defense were reversed, and only Slak was left in front of Rosen. Slack had obviously lost his fighting spirit, and the dagger in his hand fell, making him look very small in front of Rosen.

"I think we may have some misunderstanding."

Slack said, Rosen's shadow enveloped him, and a cool breeze blew from behind, making him shiver.

"Misunderstand?"

At this time, Rosen became interested. He realized that his strength was not too bad at least in this city, but for the sake of caution, he decided to keep a low profile. However, facing the guy in front of him, he couldn't let it go so easily. .

Hearing Rosen's words, Slack was in a bad mood.

His heart cooled down, and an ominous premonition gradually rose. Slack didn't know what kind of means the knight in front of him would use to torture him. arm.

"Master Knight, you have a lot, so please forgive me for being ignorant. I have money here, so I will buy you a few glasses of wine to calm down."

Slack handed over his purse tremblingly. There were four gold coins in it, which was more than half of his net worth. At this time, he could only bear the pain in order to survive.

Rosen didn't refuse. He grabbed the purse, weighed it a little, and put it in his pocket. After thinking for a while, he took out one of the bottles of ecstasy water he bought earlier from his pocket.

"No, no, no, it was my fault last night, and I have to make it up to you."

Passing it to Slack, Rosen said with a slight smile.

"This is a potion for healing wounds. Even if it is my apology to you, you and your friends should drink it quickly."

"This"

Slack didn't know what the reddish liquid in the small bottle was, but he knew that it was definitely not a healing potion, but at the moment he didn't dare to resist, so he could only bite the bullet and drink it.

The taste is surprisingly not bad, as if there is a spring flower fragrance, is it really a healing potion?

Slack was puzzled, and poured the remaining half of the bottle into the mouths of the two young men.

His head suddenly became heavy, and Slack looked up to see Rosen's reaction, but the knight in funny armor had already left without a trace.

"what"

Before Slack could react, he saw that his two strong minions had woken up, their eyes were blurred, staring at him closely, full of desire.

(End of this chapter)