Chapter 24 The Dark Journey

024 Dark Journey [Part II]

The mercenary union, the unique profession of the kingdom of Alexander Kalalanti, is a collection of vagrants. Since its inception, the mercenary union has been welcomed by the vagrants from the two continents. In just 50 years, he has grown rapidly. His founder, Li Taibai, is a famous bard. In the early years, he wandered through two big There are many beautiful poems left between the land. Several middle-aged friends launched an alliance call and organized the establishment of a mercenary union. In the early stage, they experienced hardships and broke through many difficulties. In the later stage, they were listed as one of the top ten entrepreneurs who influenced Alexander Road...

Atre knows something about this mercenary union, but I really can't figure out why Yanawei brought him here and asked him to go to the mercenary union. Walking on the streets of Renal City and looking at the ragged and shuttling crowd, Atre couldn't bear to watch it. Is it his habit of staying in the aristocracy? Is it?

Occasionally, one or two gorgeously dressed people pass by, but such people often attract the white eyes of the people around them. One of Atre is the most eye-catching. His equipment is definitely the most unique and has the highest rate of turning back on this street, and it is precisely because of his potential ostentatiousness that he causes trouble...

"Ky! You're crazy. My eldest brother asked you to sit in the bar!" A man suddenly blocked Atre's way. He was in his twenties, medium-sized, thin, but his shoulders were very wide. His black beard was messy on his face, and his dark green eyes kept turning. His hair was cut into a hemispherical shape, wearing a shaved coat and Tatar's lantern trousers. Atre looked at his dress and couldn't help laughing. It was so funny.

"Your big brother? It's none of my business!" Atre just glanced at him for a moment and was not interested in doing something meaningless with him, but the man followed his footsteps and blocked his way.

"I'll give you a chance. Get out of here!" Atre stared at him with a blank face, and his fierce eyes burst into a cold light.

"What do you...what do you want!" The man was obviously a little cowardly. He straightened his waist and pretended to be very domineering. He really had no confidence,

Atre swung his fist impatiently and punched the man's left shoulder. In the man's painful moan, his body also threw back. This is just a mortal, and Atre is not a bullying villain. His punch only uses four successes, which is also Atre's killing chickens and beasts. I hope he won't jump out again. Such a fool.

But things often go against their wishes and will not develop according to someone's will, even if you are a god!

"Arrogant boy, you are the little boy who hasn't been weaned in the noble family! What's the intention of coming to Renal City? A short and dark-skinned man surrounded Atre with dozens of people. He was about one meter tall and his skin was a little like the black man in the original world. He had white teeth. Atre felt the unique fighting spirit of the warrior on his body. Atre looked at him carefully and couldn't help but feel the darkness in his heart. Fortunately, this black boy is just a trainee warrior, at best a late stage. As a black warrior, Atre is a junior warrior in the early stage. It is better to deal with this boy because he knows himself and knows his enemy, so he can be invincible. After analyzing the enemy and me, Atre smiled...

"What are you asking me?" Atre pretended to be puzzled,

"Where did you come from!" The little black man shouted, "Why are you dragging me!" He turned to look at a big man about 1.8 meters behind him, obviously a little unhappy,

"Big boss, he just took advantage of you. He said he was your grandfather..."

"You said you were my grandfather?" The little black man came to Atre and looked at him with a grim face and asked,

"You said I'm your grandfather, and I'm your grandfather." Atre suddenly found this little black one very interesting,

"Then I didn't say you were my grandfather. Why did you say you were my grandfather!!" Xiaohei was a little unhappy, "I hate it when people say it's my grandfather!" Brothers, beat him up!!!"

The people behind Xiaohei rushed up after receiving the order. Atre shouted and ran forward, and shouted, "It's a robbery, it's rude!"

The previous depressed and unhappy mood suddenly improved a lot. Looking at the people chasing behind him, and the jumping little black man, he looked very funny. He couldn't help but remind him of the dwarf patient in the original world and had a trace of pity from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, little black, can you tell me what your name is?" Atre shouted as he ran,

"Bad boy! I hate people calling me a little black one the most! You're dead, little white face!" His dark cheeks were purple and purple, "My name is Jerok!"

"Xiao Jiezi, can we stop chasing! It seems that we have run around the whole Rinal City. Are you tired?"

"Then don't run away!" Jerok shouted,

Atre suddenly stopped and stabilized his body, and a gust of wind blew behind him. Those people passed by and ran back in an instant. Except for the little Jerok and Atre, everyone sat on the ground and breathed heavily. The degree of hypoxia was extremely serious, and they waited for the next second. It was suffocating. Atre moved his wrist twice, walked to Jerok, and stretched out his right hand with a smile. "Hello, my name is Atre Ivan."

Jerok looked at his strange movements in consters and cast a doubtful look at him. Atre smiled kindly and motioned him to reach out his hand. Jerok took out his thick right hand with a question mark on his face. The arm was short and strong, the muscles were very developed, the five fingers were thick and short, the back of his hand was strong and powerful, and there was ridiculed with some black fluff. It looks like a bear's paw.

Atre held this unique hand. Jerok was stunned and let Atre swing. No one understood the meaning of this strange phenomenon. A man next to him came to Jerok's ear and whispered, " boss, this fire is trying to take advantage of you. He is stroking your hand. There won't be same-sex fetish!"

Since practicing the Dark Warrior, Atre's six senses have been much more sensitive. This kind of whisper can't escape his ears. After listening to it, he can't help but have an impulse to reincarnate again. Even if he is a homosexual, he won't go back to find such a chimpanzee whose whole body is not fully evolved. What an irreparable tragedy. !