Douluo: Reverse Dimension

Chapter 162 Extra Story (Sixteen)
To be honest, Song Ke did have the urge to beat up the man in front of him, but considering that he was not yet an official member of the Night Hunter and could not expose his forbidden power without authorization, he could only choose to tolerate it now.

If he exposes his ability in front of these people, not only himself, but also Song Ling will be punished. The people in the Federation don't show affection to others.

After more than ten seconds of silence, Flagg drew a smile on the corner of his mouth, interpreting in a playful tone:
"Oh, let me see, um... The message in your eyes is: Although I can't beat you, if you dare to touch this woman, I will fight you with my life."

After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and brushed his soft blond hair with a rather feminine movement:

"do you mean this?"

Song Ke still didn't speak, he felt that he couldn't communicate well with this pervert, and his eyes already showed everything.

Flagg looked at Song Ke who said nothing, his smile gradually froze.

"Speechlessness is the greatest contempt."

Flagg took a small step back, pulled out the long silver knife at his waist, and pointed at Song Ke's forehead:
"Although the federal law stipulates that members of the Night Hunter are not allowed to kill people, the city has not been peaceful recently, and a civilian who died at the hands of a different phage will not attract attention."

This sentence was full of death threats. Song Ke glanced left and right, and then he bowed slightly, making a defensive posture, protecting An Xiaomian behind him.

In this way, without exposing his ability, even if the situation develops in the worst direction, he can buy a few seconds or even a few minutes for An Xiaomian to escape.

"Xiao Mian, when the fight starts, you just run, as fast as you can, and don't worry about me." Song Ke tilted his head slightly, and ordered in a controlled voice.

An Xiaomian raised her head, and said with unusually firm eyes:

"No, I don't want to! I want to fight with you!"

Seeing Song Ke's fighting posture, Flagg smiled contemptuously. Then, he raised the long silver knife in his hand, lifted him over his head, and said to Song Ke:
"Remember, the weak are not worthy of having a beautiful woman, she belongs to the strong."

He used the standard British pronunciation of this sentence, Song Ke couldn't understand, thought he was giving a final warning, and immediately pulled An Xiaomian to the side and ran out towards the side door.

"Huh? Boss, they ran away!" The two reminded them kindly.

"Hmph!" Flagg snorted coldly when he saw Song Ke rushing out. He turned around slowly, lowered his head, slowly raised the long knife, brought it close to his face, and bowed slightly.

"boom!"

Flagg disappeared in place immediately, and the speed was so fast that it directly blew up the air in the tavern.

Song Ke felt a gust of wind passing by, and then, a harsh sound resounded through the entire hall, and a gust of wind blew up all the tables, chairs and benches in the hall.

"Oh Shit, it's just against an ordinary person, the boss doesn't need to use it..."

"clang!"

The two hadn't finished speaking, only to hear the sound of steel clashing so crisply that people's teeth ached, and Flagg's body stopped suddenly.

The two fixed their eyes and looked towards the side door, only to find a burly middle-aged man with long blond hair, a deep face, a pair of dark blue pupils, standing firmly in front of Flagg.

What made them even more astonished and terrified was that the man used a chopstick to easily block Flagg's full blow.

Flagg looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly, his pride forced him to launch a second wave of attacks, but at this moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his body seemed to be covered by an invisible big hand. He held it tightly, and his shoulders sank, as if he was carrying a big mountain.

The pressure was getting bigger and bigger, causing cold sweat to overflow from the strong man's forehead, and his legs trembled uncontrollably. The sudden change made the strong man no longer able to maintain the previous high-cold attitude, but under this pressure , but he couldn't move at all, he was imprisoned in place, in a dilemma, and seemed very uncomfortable.

Song Ke slowly let go of the hands holding An Xiaomian, raised his head and opened his eyes and slowly moved his eyes upwards. When he saw the situation in front of him clearly, he took a sharp breath.

The person in front of him was none other than the owner of this tavern, the man over 60 years old, Davis.

"So angry, my friend?" Davis held the chopsticks in one hand, slowly pressed down Flagg's silver long sword, and said coldly:

"Want to kill someone in my tavern? You have to ask me if I agree."

Song Ke stared blankly at the man in front of him. He never imagined that the man in his 60s who drank alcohol all day long, ran the train with his mouth full, and was considered an unscrupulous man in the eyes of others, could be so powerful!
You know, even the weakest member of the Night Hunters is a hundred times stronger than ordinary people, and looking at the starlight on Flagg's "Kill" badge, it is obvious that he has made great military exploits. Also a leader.

His full blow was caught by Davis with a chopstick?

Song Ke felt a little dazed, astonished and frightened, as if his world view had been subverted.

He always thought that Lao Dai was just a practicing family, just an ordinary person, but he didn't expect...

"Song Ke, take Xiao Mian to the second floor to sit for a while, and I will send you back after I solve the problem in front of me." Davis ordered Song Ke behind him.

Before Song Ke could speak, Pan Sen stretched out his right hand, grabbed the arms of the two of them, and quickly ran up the stairs to the second floor.

"Who are you!" Flagg swallowed, trying to remain calm, and he found that the power just now was gradually fading away.

He didn't mean to kill me?While Flagg was shocked, recalling the scene just now, he still couldn't help trembling.

Facing this man, I can't raise my fighting spirit at all, and the pressure he brings to me is even greater than that of Instructor Laurent!
Who is he!Why have I never heard of such a strong man in the Talos Federation!
"Not good!" The other two sensed something was wrong, pulled out their weapons, and roared angrily, about to rush forward.

"Get out! Don't come here!" Flagg yelled at the two with a standard British pronunciation.

Then, he tried his best to calm down his emotions. After finding that his body had returned to its original state, he skillfully put the silver long sword in his hand into the scabbard, and asked again with a humble attitude:
"I'm Flagg, the captain of the "kill" team of the fourth night hunter team. May I ask who you are?"

Davis turned his body slightly, glanced at Flagg, leisurely turned the chopsticks in his hand, and asked with a smile:

"Walking around?"

"Clap!" He snapped off the chopsticks and said coldly:
"You're not worthy!"

"This..." The corners of Flagg's mouth twitched slightly, but he just dared not speak out.

Davis snorted coldly. He looked at Flagg who was in a tangled state. He took two steps to the left and said with a sneer:

"how?"

"Your fart-loving Laurent teaches students like you?"

"You!" Flagg was startled, "Do you know Priest Laurent?"

Laurent, that is the head of the five famous religions of the federal government, participated in the original "Battle of Tarot Creation" and contributed outstanding strength to the establishment of the city of Talos. It is rumored that he and the big man who initially controlled the power of taboo Some relation.

He has made outstanding military achievements, and has a series of honorary titles such as "Battle Madman", "Master of Theory", "Killing God", and "Destroyer".

Such a big shot is actually called a "stinky fart" by the man in front of him, is he worthless?
(End of this chapter)