Magical Strategist

After a passionate performance, I made a lot of money. Since I have made enough money, I might as well set off early. The brothers of the Illuminati can't wait. After lunch, I went to the market to buy food and necessities for the journey, filling a backpack. After shopping, I walked towards the west gate of Pompeii.

Not long after walking, two men in an alley caught Zhenlong's attention. To be more precise, the topic of their conversation aroused Zhenlong's interest.

Two men were squatting on the ground smoking, one fat and one thin. They were wearing rusty and dented armor. They must have been soldiers who had experienced many wars.

"I heard that the dark men didn't catch Lieyan in the end." The fat man took a puff of cigarette and said, "What kind of man is Lieyan? He broke into the Shimizu family alone, killed hundreds of Shimizu people, and almost killed Shimizu Ichiro. Three days ago, all the ace killers of the Shimizu family were dispatched to capture Lieyan, but he still escaped in the end. This is too weird."

"No matter what kind of person it is, we've already got the reward." The thin man said contentedly, blowing out smoke rings.

"Humph, Shimizu Ichiro is too stingy. It is clearly written on the wanted poster that anyone who provides clues about the flames will receive a reward of 10,000 blue diamonds, but now he only gives me 1,000 blue diamonds." The fat man said somewhat unconvinced.

"Be content. We should be thankful that the dark people don't come to cause trouble for us."

"That's right, from now on, we two brothers will finally have no worries about food and clothing..." The fat man threw the cigarette butt on the ground and fell into a beautiful fantasy.

At this moment, a dark shadow came fiercely and pressed in front of the two of them.

The fat and thin men suddenly raised their heads and saw a blond young man with wide eyes looking at them angrily.

"Want to live a life of ease? That's a good plan!" Zhenlong said coldly. Undoubtedly, the information that led Mie Tianxing to attack St. Bernard's Monastery three days ago was provided by these two people. Zhenlong wanted to kill these two beasts.

"Who the hell are you? Get out of here, stop blocking me from getting in the sun." The fat man said angrily. "Why don't you get out? Are you waiting to get beaten?"

The real dragon kicked without saying a word.

The fat man had no time to react before he was hit hard on the face and kicked away.

"Fuck you..." The thin man jumped up from the ground and threw a punch at the real dragon. Unexpectedly, the real dragon's fist was faster and more accurate. Bang! It hit the thin man's cheekbone. "Ah!" The thin man let out a miserable cry.

The real dragon couldn't help but sigh. Without his strength, it was difficult for him to kill the two minions. If it were his prime, he would have beaten them into pulp with this kick and punch.

Both men were soldiers who had experienced war and were very strong. Although they were hit by the real dragon, they were not seriously hurt.

"Where did you come from, you little golden-haired bastard? How dare you attack me? Wait, I'll skin you alive!" The fat man quickly got up from the ground and pounced on the dragon. Although he was fat, he was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the dragon and punched it in the abdomen.

The real dragon had already anticipated the fat man's intention. He dodged the punch easily with a flash of his body, stabilized his lower body, and tried to turn defense into offense.

"Not good!" Zhenlong was shocked.

Suddenly, two arms came from behind and passed through the dragon's armpits, holding his shoulders tightly. He never expected that the thin man would suddenly attack from behind. Now his movements were blocked by the thin man and he couldn't break free. The thin man looked skinny, but his strength was far greater than that of the dragon.

"Beat him!" the thin man shouted.

The fat man laughed, revealing a row of teeth blackened by cigarette smoke. He raised his strong arm and gave Zhenlong a heavy punch.

The fist hit the dragon's stomach, causing it to spurt out a mouthful of blood. Then several more punches followed, all hitting the target, with each one making a loud sound.

He originally wanted to vent his dissatisfaction and beat up the two villains who provided clues to Qingshui, but he didn't expect that his strength was so weak that he was beaten up by the other party instead.

Zhenlong's current physical condition was no match for the fat man's punches, and he fell down after three hits.

"I thought you were so powerful, but you're just a poor brainless creature. You dare to fight with me? Go home and practice for a few years first." The fat man pointed at the fallen dragon and laughed. "By the way, where were we just now? Do you remember?"

"Speaking of how to spend these 500 blue diamonds..." the thin man continued.

The fat and thin man walked arm in arm, heading deeper into the alley...

"Shame on me, I was beaten down by such a person, haha, it's ridiculous..." Zhenlong struggled to get up from the ground, with a helpless smile on his face. When will this tormenting day end? Is this the only way for me, Li'er Zhenlong, to live like this?

Huh... Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew past the real dragon.

No, it's not the wind, but a person, a man passing by

Looking closely, the man was about the same age as me, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, hooked nose, and extraordinary handsomeness. He had bronze skin and wore a white sleeveless shirt, with his muscular body occasionally visible. The most eye-catching thing was that his hairstyle was very unique, like a black cockscomb.

The cockscomb-haired man quickly caught up with the fat and thin soldiers. Then he shouted directly, "Stop, you're robbing!"

The fat and thin turned around and saw the cockscomb hairdo and couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Hahaha, this makes me laugh to death. I've never seen such funny hair. What kind of day is today? One moment it's the golden retriever looking for trouble, and now it's the cockscomb hairdo robbing us. Hahaha..." the fat man laughed heartily.

The cockscomb-haired man grinned disapprovingly, revealing a row of neat white teeth. "I heard that you have 500 blue diamonds?"

The fat man laughed and replied, "Haha, so what, little tender chicken..."

"If you pay the money, I'll let you go. If you don't, I'll cut off your hands." The man with the cockscomb said arrogantly.

"Oh, you still want to rob with your little skills?" The fat man laughed for a while, and then said: "Look, that golden-haired boy is your accomplice, he was very arrogant just now, but he became much more obedient after the fight. I don't want to bully you little brats, get lost."

The cockscomb-headed man turned his head and squinted at Zhenlong with a look full of contempt. Then he said arrogantly, "Who is he? I don't know him. Don't waste time, hand over all the money."

"You're just here to get beaten!" The fat man's smile disappeared, replaced by murderous intent. He raised his hand and punched straight at the chicken comb's head.

Click!

At that moment, no one knew what happened. The fat man's arm suddenly broke into two.

"Ah! Wow! It hurts so much! Ah!" The fat man cried miserably while holding his broken hand.

Seeing his companion injured, the thin man hurried to help and threw a heavy punch. Crack! The arm was also broken in two.

Ah!

The fat and thin man fell to the ground and rolled over. The pain of a broken arm must have been very painful.

The cockscomb-haired guy stood there quietly, as if he had done nothing. But if you look closely, you can see that his fists are covered with a pair of shiny brass knuckles.

"Boxer?" Zhenlong couldn't help but look at the cockscomb-haired man carefully. Boxer was a very rare profession, even rarer than musketeer. In an era dominated by magic and swordsmanship, boxer was undoubtedly the least popular profession after musketeer.

"You, you...ah, it hurts so much! Ah!" the fat man cried.

The cockscomb kicked the fat man's broken arm and rubbed it a few times, then asked coldly, "Where's the money?"

The fat man seemed to still feel sorry for the money and was unwilling to hand it over. But this only led to even more violent crushing. "Ah! Stop stepping on me, stop stepping on me, I'll give it to you, all of it!" The fat man cried as he handed the small cloth bag tied to his chest to the cockscomb.

The cockscomb took the bag and checked it. It was exactly 500 blue diamonds. Humph, he snorted coldly and turned away.

"If you have the guts, tell me your name!" the fat man roared.

The cockscomb stopped, rubbed his nose with his thumb, and replied arrogantly: "Kyle Albian!"

After hearing this, the thin man's face turned pale and he said tremblingly: "Kyle? Such a familiar name, could it be...the bandit king————Chicken Head?"

"My little daddy is just arrogant!" Abian said arrogantly and strode away.

Abian put the stolen cloth bag into his pocket with a very happy expression. He whistled, swayed his body, and walked towards the real dragon in a nonchalant manner.

There is a saying that goes: The enemy of my enemy is my friend. The cockscomb helped him beat up his enemy, so he could be said to be his friend. So the real dragon said to the cockscomb gratefully: "My friend, thank you for your help just now."

"You said thank you to your little daddy!" The cockscomb raised his eyebrows and suddenly threw a punch at the dragon's chest. However, the fist did not directly hit the dragon's body, and the fierce force of the punch alone knocked him away twenty steps. It is not difficult to imagine what the result would be if the punch hit the target completely! "Why thank me? I will still rob you even if you thank me! Listen, pay the money and I will let you go; if you don't, I will cut off your hand." Abian repeated the robbery rhyme.

How many heroes in the world are there who would draw their swords and help others when seeing injustice?! It seems that Zhenlong was wrong, and Cockscomb Head was not here to help him!