Mystic Holy See

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Mysterious Holy See Chapter 166 Iger

The words are not rude.

No matter how amiable and beautiful Winnie Rylant is, there are only invisible and real classes between people.

A pub carnival on a rainy day ended in scolding from everyone. After one o'clock in the middle of the night, there were only a few people left in the pub drinking.

Adventurers are by no means what ordinary people imagine. They are either in the wilderness or in the tavern every day. They have a stricter schedule than the salarymen in the city.

Most Beyonders would choose to enter the wilderness during the day, because of safety, and some adventurers would choose to go at night, and that would be the real risk of their lives.

Mundo remained in the tavern, drinking cup after cup, and the bearded and lean man had left.

Ashe came over with a wine bottle and sat across from Mondo.

Dylan felt sleepy, but he still wanted to observe more and drank all the wine.

"Hey, do you have any ideas?" Ashe tapped the table with the bottle.

Mundo drank a lot, but he was not drunk at all. He raised his eyes and glanced at her: "No."

"That's so pitiful for my Winnie!" Ashe leaned back in the chair, "That Tywalon is a son of a bitch, and every day she spends a lot of money, women change piles after piles, but it's still nothing. developed."

"Winnie has a marriage contract with this kind of person, and her life is ruined!"

Mundo slapped the cup heavily on the table and said loudly, "Aishie, you know, this is not something I can care about!"

"Why not?" Ashe stood up and roared louder than he shot.

"Me!" Mundo slapped his firm chest, "I'm just an adventurer! I have no culture, and I can't even write words."

His eyes stared like a pit bull, and he gasped: "I went to the depths of the forest, and I didn't even recognize the road, and I'm a waste to be an adventurer! Miss Winnie... her world is Far away, I can't go!"

Ashe looked at him speechlessly, but finally sat down and whispered, "How could Winnie like you..."

She glared at Mundo at last and said fiercely: "You are indeed a waste!"

After saying that, he left with the bottle in his hand, never wanting to look at him again.

Dylan swallowed the last sip of wine, glanced at Mundo, who was covering his bare forehead, and took the umbrella placed at the door to leave.

"It's still a harvest today...but I'll have to observe it for a few more days."

In the crackling rain, Dylan passed the faces over and over again in his mind, and only a few faces were left in the end.

...

"I don't know what happened to Dylan."

Aldridge was eating breakfast with Eve, thinking absentmindedly as he stuffed something into his mouth.

Eve held the white bread, tilted her head, and waved her little hand in front of Aldrich.

Aldridge came back to his senses and smiled at the little guy: "I'm thinking of Dylan, remember him?"

Eve nodded and gestured with her little hand.

"He went to find a new partner for us." Aldridge took a bite of bread. "It was the first time he went out alone, so he was a little worried."

Michael and Sunderland set off for Brando without anyone taking care of Tina. Before leaving, Dylan found a boarding school with a good reputation for Tina.

Eve jumped out of the chair and sat on Aldridge's lap, stroking the beard on Aldridge's chin as if to say "don't worry."

"Starting today, we have to get busy." Aldridge held her small head.

Eve's eyes lit up.

This member expansion, Aldridge is preparing for a big one.

Both Dylan and he need to invite participants for this feast.

...

Spursey, Blackgrass Street.

Iger was hiding behind the trash can with a fierce face, carefully hiding his body in the shadows.

His face was black with mud, and he couldn't see his original appearance. The raindrops that kept falling from the sky made him very embarrassed, and he was holding a paper bag in his arms-that was the food and medicine for today.

"Oh shit!"

In this slum street, you never want to make trouble without causing trouble. Those people who have nothing to do all day and are eager to get something for nothing have a nose with a keen sense of smell.

"Snapped!"

There was a sound of stepping on the water, and two sloppy men walked into the alley wearing ragged leather shoes, showing their yellow teeth and teasing:

"You can't hide, Iger!"

Iger, who was behind the trash can, gritted his teeth, carefully stuffed the paper bag into the gap between the trash can and the wall, and walked out by himself.

He is 1.8 meters tall, with a brown inch head, about 16 or 17 years old, and his thin body is like a hungry wolf that hasn't eaten for a long time.

"Where's the stuff?" the two men shouted viciously, looking at his empty hands.

"Eat!" Iger sneered, the hot flashes in the rain made him feel bad.

"Eat?" One of the men laughed, "Then why don't you die!"

The two men strode up and slapped him upside down with a big slap.

Iger stumbled and tilted, but he didn't fall and wasn't afraid.

"Roar!"

He stabilized his body and let out a low roar, and threw himself up low, hitting one of the men's waist, causing him to fall directly into the water.

Eagle didn't learn to fight, but he knew how to win!

His hand went straight to the nose, and blood and tears came out with one punch!

"Grass!"

Just as he hit the next time, a big foot had kicked him in the face, and the huge force almost broke his neck.

Eagle fell into the dirty rain and got up again, but got another punch in the face!

"Kill him to death!" The man with the nosebleed got up again, and the two of them punched and kicked the guy on the ground together.

Iger curled up, protecting his head and neck, and endured desperately.

"To live, Iger."

In a trance, Iger seemed to hear what his father, a soldier, said to him before his death in the hospital.

"Bang!"

Finally, with a kick, the man covered his bleeding nose and cursed, "Bitch, son of a bitch!"

"Hey~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This kid hid things here." Another man had found the almost soaked paper bag.

The two men tore open the paper bag, and their eyes lit up: "This brat still has money to buy white bread!"

The nosebleed man kicked again and mocked: "You are rich!"

"Stop fighting... You can continue tomorrow." Another man laughed.

The two of them each took a bite of the white bread and threw the strange-smelling medicine in the paper bag into the rain.

With **** saliva flowing from Iger's mouth, he uncontrollably made painful sounds of 'ho' and 'ho'.

On the ground not far away, the medicine soaked in the rain was as dazzling as needles.

With the strength from nowhere, he struggled to get up from the ground, staggered to pick up the scattered bricks on the ground, and rushed towards the man whose back was facing him with a grim face!

"Die ah ah ah ah!!"

In the rain, blood blooms.