Ultimate Assassin System

Isn't it here yet...

Arriving at the intersection, Tang En looked around at the pedestrians and carriages, but did not find Matthewman's ordinary black shed carriage. Then he looked at the road heading in the direction of the craftsman, slightly surprised.

Because of what happened before, Matthewman still respects him very much. Therefore, although Tang En did not request it, in the past few days, Matthewman would come here in advance to wait after work. It was almost an agreement.

Maybe there was something that delayed him... Tang En didn't pay attention. Just as he was about to find a place to take shelter from the wind and snow, his eyelids suddenly twitched. He raised his head and saw a dozen big barbarians with unkind expressions walking towards him.

He raised his eyebrows and turned his head. Behind him, there were also some big men approaching with clenched fists and a somewhat malicious smile...

Arthur? A big barbarian man asked as he walked towards him, his pronunciation was not very standard.

Trouble is coming...Twain grinned with toothache, guessing that these people simply disliked him? Or is it because of the library matter? Or maybe beauty is a curse... On the surface, he grinned brightly and simply shook his head: No!

After a pause, the big man who took the lead frowned when he heard this, looked at Tang En, and rubbed his messy hair: You Bran people... all look the same... it's hard to identify...

He spoke stiffly and intermittently, looking very hard, and finally waved his hands decisively, Forget it...beat him!

This is the straightforward character of the people in the Northern Wilderness. They fight directly and don't talk nonsense... After saying this with emotion, Tang En stepped away from the roaring fists of the big man, grabbed the opponent's shoulder with his backhand, clicked, and removed it neatly. Drop joints. Then he pinched his neck and circled his body, like a spear, and instantly drove away the dozen or so big men who were approaching!

Go! He shouted softly, released his neck, and added a kick. The big man in the lead flew out of the air with unusual cooperation, knocking down several of his companions who had no time to evade, and pinned him down.

Ouch……

After completing these actions with ease, Tang En rubbed his palms with some boredom, Brother, I have to wait for the bus, and I don't have time to play with you today. Let's go back to our homes and find our mothers... Let's break up.

Tang En really didn't intend to cause any disputes, and he didn't want to know the purpose of these people coming, or who else was behind them... keeping a low profile before running away, this was his current code of conduct!

The big men around him looked at each other in confusion when they heard the words, not sure if they understood or not, well, they probably didn't understand... because they had already reached into their waists, took out a short pig iron stick, and rushed to smash it down: Guluum!

Tang En has learned the barbarian language, so he can naturally understand that this means beat him to death, and his face can't help but feel a little gloomy.

Since it's shameless to give face, let's slap him in the face quickly!

His figure flickered and disappeared out of thin air under more than a dozen cast iron rods. Before the barbarian men could scream in surprise, Tang En had already arrived among them. Without using the dagger, they simply punched and kicked, and with the help of force, they heard the sound of bones breaking like beans in a pot, and these rough-skinned and thick-bodied wild men were brought down to the ground, their arms and legs twisted in weird ways. , wailing bursts, which sounded very penetrating.

This can be regarded as a busy street in the Imperial City. Although there were not too many pedestrians because dusk was approaching, a large group of pedestrians quickly gathered after the fighting started.

As mentioned before, the folk customs in Beihuang are extremely tough. Fighting in the street is really not a big deal. Even the guards who maintain law and order in the city will not take care of it.

Everyone enjoys watching the fun, and there is no distinction between Bran and Beihuang in this regard. However, the faces of the people from Beihuang who had gathered to watch now were a bit strange, and they basically did not make any response, and they did not display the spirit of watching the excitement and not being afraid of big troubles at all.

The reason is quite simple. If a Northern Wasteland man beats up a Bran man now, then they will naturally clap their hands and cheer. But seeing this ordinary Bran man in front of me beating dozens of Northern Wilderness men in the street... In addition to the shock when they first met, there was also a burning emotion of shame and anger on his face.

The shame is that dozens of big men here beat one of the other people. If they can't win with force, their face will inevitably be tarnished. I'm angry that even though this is the case, I haven't been beaten yet?

A few dozen steps away, on the second floor of the tavern.

This... this bran is so skilled? A young man held the window and looked at the conflict street, his face changed slightly, I was careless. Now almost all the people we sent there have been knocked down. What should we do?

Damn Bran, you dare to fight back in front of everyone, how brave you are...

Don't forget, he is trying to please His Highness Lansha right now... It's okay that we have taught him a lesson now. If we fail to teach him a lesson, we will not only be criticized by His Highness Lansha, but also lose face if word spreads...

Okay, everyone, don't panic! Togel's expression was also a bit ugly. It's my fault for not investigating carefully. This Bran man has kept a low profile since he entered the city and has never done anything with anyone. No one knows that he is still alive. He has such skill. But...

After a pause, the corners of his mouth raised, showing a confident look, Don't worry, in order to ensure that I was prepared, I specially invited guests from the clan to take charge, but I didn't expect that it would actually be used now.

As soon as he finished speaking, wow... there was sudden chaos at the intersection dozens of steps away, and the onlookers hurriedly scattered away, like a school of fish frightened by a shark.

Several people here subconsciously turned their heads and saw in the dark twilight, a bald man with a figure that could be regarded as standing out among the generally majestic people of the Northern Wilderness, stepping on the thick snow, slowly walking towards There at the street corner. The wild and violent aura it constantly exudes makes even the few people here who are dozens of steps apart feel frightened by it.

This is Han Ba, the guest of our clan! He was born in the Savage Bear Tribe and trained in the Wilderness Temple. He once used the power of a level four monster, the Earthly Bear, for his own use. As a result, his stature increased dramatically and his majesty became even greater.

Later, I got into a little trouble because I killed a few people and had to leave my tribe, wander around and come to the imperial city, and finally chose to join my family. Of course... After a pause, Togel straightened his figure, revealing some With a reserved smile, As a condition, it is also an obligation. Those little troubles are naturally wiped away by my family.

There are many factors that measure the heritage of a family or even a tribe, and the strength and number of masters is undoubtedly one of the most important ones.

Although Togel spoke lightly on the surface, he secretly highlighted the details, such as Hanba's experience of training in the Wilderness Temple, and his success in absorbing the power of a level four monster, the Earthly Bear, into his own body. Another example is killing a few people... There is no doubt that the so-called killing of a few people must be wanted criminals from some tribes.

Under the accumulation of these details, a powerful warrior and a family image that cannot be underestimated were formed.

He actually absorbed the power of the violent earth bear... A young man smacked his lips and looked at the giant-like figure not far away with envy, Your family has made a lot of money this time.

Yes, and looking at him like this, it's obvious that he hasn't fully digested this power. His strength will definitely be further improved in the future.

…

As mentioned before, the power system of the warriors in the Northern Wilderness is different from that of Bran. The mainstream cultivation method here is not fighting spirit or magic, but driving Warcraft to attack, or directly borrowing the power of Warcraft to bless oneself.

After learning that this giant-like figure was fused with the power of the violent earth bear, all the young people were obviously a little shocked, and turned to be very envious of the Togel family. As for Tang En, it goes without saying that he has been subconsciously ignored by them.

Oh, there are still people who remember it... Togel waved his hand reservedly, and said with a smile: Haha, luck, my family is also lucky... Well, why don't we first watch what happened after absorbing the fourth-level Warcraft Earth Fury Bear? The violent power displayed by Han Ba!

After a pause, Oh, by the way, let's pray for that Bran man. Originally, he would only be beaten severely, but now... He spread his hands with regret.

Haha... When the young men saw this, they naturally raised their heads and laughed, looking at the two people getting closer and closer at the intersection with interest.

A man as powerful as a giant, showing his domineering power. A short dwarf, insignificant.

More than ten meters away, suddenly, boom... the ground shook and there was a loud bang. The tall figure of the Hanba seemed clumsy, but now he leaned forward with a single kick, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the Nabulan. His arms drooped and opened, and he hugged him fiercely.

This gesture easily reminds everyone watching of a mountain black bear. This seemingly simple hug actually contains more than a thousand pounds of strength? He is truly invincible and irresistible!

Togel smiled when he saw this: Ha, I didn't expect Hanba to be so impatient. He obviously wanted to...

Before he finished speaking, snowflakes suddenly splashed everywhere at the intersection, forming a blocking snow curtain. When they fell, the rushing giant figure and the short Bran man suddenly changed places, and then the huge body flew out quickly, and bang... a carriage happened to pass by the road next to it. Fortunately, the top of the car was damaged. Bit. Broken wood flew everywhere, the carriage was still running, but the roof was missing...

The trend continued unabated, and the huge body continued to fly until it crossed a road several feet wide. Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, it hit the wall of the shop opposite, and boom...a huge human-shaped hole was created, and the entire shop was shattered. It was shaking, accompanied by several high-pitched screams, and a panicked figure rushed out from inside. Immediately, his footsteps stopped, and in his sight, the street was filled with stunned passers-by...

... Kill this Bran Zazai in one go... Zazai, eh!

Unconsciously finishing his unfinished words, Togel looked blankly at the Bran man who was still standing there, turned his head stiffly, and then looked at the huge hole in the wall on the opposite side of the road a few feet away, swallowing hard with his throat, gurgling... …

It’s over, it’s time to step on the iron plate...

Of course Togel was not the only one who had such thoughts, but before the other young men could recover, in their sights, the Branza... the Bran named Arthur moved.

He looked around, looking at the passers-by who were motionless like sculptures, and rubbed his forehead, looking a little distressed. Then he stepped forward and came to the cave of the shop, jumped in with a slight jump.

I, I, I... Who did we offend... The young man with a black beard grabbed his hair and groaned in pain.

No one answered him, for the Nabulan came out again.

At the door of the shop, Arthur took the Hanbath animal skin by the collar and simply dragged the huge body out, as if he was dragging a dead black bear. suddenly,

The giant's arms, whose broken bones had almost penetrated the body, suddenly raised their arms again, firmly grasping the thin arms on the skirt of his clothes. His muscles flexed and he roared hoarsely, like a dying beast making its last stand. After a pause, Arthur lowered his head and looked at Hanbal quietly...

Counterattack, counterattack...kill him, kill him... His lips were trembling with fear, and his body was trembling with fear. Unfortunately, Togel's prayers had no effect.

In his sight, Arthur calmly raised his left hand, pressed it on Hanba's forehead, pressed down, and boom... Even though he was dozens of steps away, Togel could still feel the tavern trembling under his feet when he heard the loud bang.

And with this blow, Hanba's neck and above disappeared from the ground, and his tightly grasped hands were unable to loosen, and he collapsed beside him. Arthur rubbed his right wrist, then raised his head and looked over...

Damn it, he found us...what should we do...

Run, run quickly...

Can you run away... Togel took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and shouted loudly: Don't panic! With our status, he doesn't dare to do anything to us. Besides... who knew we did this? ?”

Well, it makes sense, it makes sense...

…

Tang En was in a bad mood. Of course, anyone who is provoked one after another will not be in a good mood.

Tang En really didn't take the dozen or so barbarian men to heart. Because from a certain perspective, this is actually a measured approach. But when the Northern Wilderness master appeared later, the meaning became different. It clearly meant to kill him!

It’s so nerve-wracking, how to deal with it...

Rubbing his brows with a headache, Tang En walked straight up the stairs of the pub. Some people wanted to step forward to stop him, but thinking about the shocking scene just now, they finally did not dare to move.

Step on step... Walking up to the second floor, Tang En walked directly to the window seat without any hesitation. He glanced at these young men who were trying their best to pretend they didn't know him, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly. What a joke, if a killer is provoked twice in a row and still can't find the mastermind from the surrounding crowd, then he might as well stop messing around.

Walking to the table, Tang En stretched out his right hand...

Ah! screamed, and the young man closest to Tang En jumped up like a rabbit hit by an arrow, shouting, You can't kill me, you don't dare to kill me...

Tang En paused his arm, slightly frightened by the young man's nervous behavior. He grinned, picked up the wine pitcher on the table and poured a glass of wine.

Togel and the other young men who were sitting had their eyes twitching, looking at their unprepared companion and wanting to strangle him to death. Damn it's better now, I can't rely on it anymore...

Picking up the wine glass, Tang En had a faint smile on his face: Let me introduce you briefly. My name is Arthur, from Bran. I wonder if you... um, what's your surname?

…

A few dozen feet away, there is the same second floor layout, but this is not a tavern, but a more high-end entertainment venue.

More than a dozen charming fox girls, looming in light gauze, twisting their soft waists and dancing gracefully, while casting seductive eyes, sultry.

It's a pity that this tempting scene completely failed to attract the two people present. At this time, their eyes were looking through the half-closed window, intently looking outside...

After a while, one of the young men with sinister eyes, a pointed chin, and a hooked nose narrowed his eyes and asked: This is the Bran man who made Lansha's glasses, um, Arthur. ?”

Not bad! The other middle-aged man looked familiar. If Tang En were here, he should be able to remember that this man was one of the dozen deputy directors of the craftsman's institute. At this time, his expression was still a bit shocked. After taking a sip of wine, he sighed, I didn't expect that his strength is actually pretty good. Those idiots who are trying to get ahead are probably going to be unlucky...

Well, it's interesting. The hook-nosed young man nodded slightly when he heard the words, and looked at Tang En who came out after staying in the tavern for a few minutes, Proficient in alchemy, good strength, and know how to measure... It seems that this is us His Highness Lansha is determined to recruit talents, so we can find an opportunity to make friends with them.

This is indeed a rare talent. I heard that the Queen is going to commend him. But... the deputy director frowned slightly, glanced at the hook-nosed young man, and said hesitantly: I have heard some rumors recently, saying His Highness Lansha is very special to this Bran man, and goes to the Library Pavilion to spend some time with him every day...

Ha, what a ridiculous rumor. With a mocking laugh, the hook-nosed young man was very disapproving when he heard the words, With His Highness Lansha's intelligence, if he really wanted to have something happen with this Bran man, would others notice the abnormality so easily? Moreover, …”

After a pause, he seemed to want to say something but finally swallowed it back. He raised his chin slightly, his arrogance clearly revealed, She can only belong to me, Lambit!

Lambit, Lambit, son of the Mad Eagle! If this young man really had this identity, then it would not be surprising to say this. After all, just based on his name, he has enough arrogance! Judging from the reaction of the middle-aged man who looked normal after hearing this, this hook-nosed young man is undoubtedly Lambit.

He raised his wine glass and said, Uncle, I wish you to pick this pearl of the Northern Wilderness as soon as possible.

Thank you for your kind words, uncle, haha... Lambit drank the drink with a smile, squinted his eyes, and said to himself: Uncle, this is not just a pearl in the Northern Wilderness, but a supreme crown! Therefore, she can only belong to me and to the entire Mad Eagle tribe!

The chaos outside had been resolved. Not long after Arthur left, the powerful disciples walked out of the tavern with pale faces, ordered people to clean up the scene hastily, and left quickly in a carriage.

Obviously, this matter has come to an end. After all, the strong Arthur did not dare to take action against a few powerful children. Of course, this is normal, as Lambit commented, Know what's appropriate!

However, is this the case?

About half an hour later, Lambit finished discussing with the deputy director of the craftsman's office and was about to leave. A man who looked like a guard suddenly walked in and whispered something in the deputy director's ear. Immediately, his expression changed suddenly...

What's wrong, uncle? Lambit asked in surprise.

What happened... Licking his dry lips, the deputy director looked stunned at first, then shook his head speechlessly, Just now, a large number of royal guards surrounded four or five family addresses in the city. Then the Queen's order arrived, and these families immediately Uprooted, uprooted... Well, that's the family of those idiots we just met.

Uh... (To be continued.)