Chapter 82 Fighting

The violent villains on the edge of the Silverbird Pier often play with torturing smaller creatures, and humans or half-humans are one of their favorite targets. On this special night, a rough orc with a thick eyebrows and a raised beard is always stained with foam in the wine glass. The dialogue on the bar is boasting of impossible military deeds, and as long as the wine in his glass is added a little slower, he will immediately threaten him with a hammer. Everyone on the side.

All the men gathered around him near the bar, and everyone who knew him or his men agreed to every word they said to him, raising him high above the pole of compliments to dispel their fear of him. But this fat orc's ego needs to be further expanded and a new victim to tease, and when his eyes floated through the surrounding tavern, it naturally fell on our young friend. An ordinary young man without weapons is talking to the most expensive woman in the bar, which is an unmissable opportunity in the eyes of this fat orc.

At the moment the beauty stood up, he quickly seized the opportunity.

"Come here, beauty," his mouth foamed, and every word he said spewed out ale. Imagine - can a dwarf winter melon's hobby make you enjoy this night satisfactorily? The crowd around the bar was eager to maintain respect for the orc and burst into too fanatical laughter.

The woman saw the orc. At that time, she saw that others fell in pain in front of him, so she obediently walked to the orc, showing a flattering smile, and then turned her head and spit fiercely in the direction of Allen.

The woman took the initiative to show his goodwill, which made the orcs very happy, and also misjudged the form - he thought that Allen did not fight for his rights because of fear, and was obviously a coward with little ability.

"Hey, beauty! Did he bully you? He burped heavily: "Would you like me to teach him a lesson?"

The woman didn't say anything. For the wrong person to make the transaction, she naturally blamed Allen for all her responsibilities.

The orc stood up and said, "I want him to apologize to you for this mistake - or I will make him spit out his stomach!" The orc began to laugh because of this witty talk, and more enthusiastic laughter broke out beside him. At the same time, someone began to quietly remind the young people to leave quickly. Or crawl around like a dog!" The orc added another sentence, and then a bigger laugh burst out.

Aurora has changed from starting to feel funny to her current worry - it has turned its eyes to the most likely place of trouble - the young man next to the table!

It immediately realized that its fear was right - the proud young man's knuckles began to turn white because he grabbed the table, and his boiling eyes told Aurora that he was on the verge of an outbreak.

"Let him abuse!" The little angel insisted. It's not worth your time!"

Allen did not relax at all. He continued to stare at the sudden harasser and saw the number of crowds behind the arrogant guy. He estimated the strength of his opponent and guessed that this was not the first time that this had happened. "Or this is a good way to force the fat boss out," he came up with this idea, so he did not waste a second and began to prepare for his own battle.

This weird bully felt that it was likely to find stimulation, so he took a few steps closer.

"Hey! I'm talking about you! Coward human beings." He said rudely and put the aley on the table.

The orcs took another step forward, and Allen had no time to consider the results of the implementation of this plan.

The orc put his hand on his buttocks again and stared down at him. Allen felt his heartbeat and blood flowed through his veins, just like when he faced all kinds of unknown enemies before. And now, just like at that time, there is only one idea in his mind, which is to find a way to slip away. But when he remembered his friends and his mission, he always forced himself to stand in the front and be the first to pull out his weapon and rush up.

Now he will also not respond to this challenge - he jumped on his long legs, easily jumped over the table, stood firmly in front of the orcs, and stared back at the orcs viciously with the same intensity.

The orc glanced at his partners by the bar, and he knew that the young and conceited opponent was bound by a distorted sense of honor and would not take action first. OK, look here," he smiled. "This young man seems to have something to say."

While slowly turning his head back to Allen, he suddenly attacked the human's throat, hoping that his instantly changed rhythm could attack Allen unexpectedly.

Although Allen is not very experienced in the way things happen in the pub, he knows how to fight. He was trained by Simon, a soldier who is always alert, and he has already adjusted his muscles to the most suitable state for combat. Long before the orc's hands approached his throat, Allen had put one of his big hands on his opponent's face, and the other hand reached into his ** - his stunned opponent found himself in the air.

For a while, the people around were so surprised that they did not respond at all. This orc, which is three times the weight of ordinary people, has been lifted up until his arms are straightened, far higher than the top of our young friend's head.

In a powerless anger, the orcs began to roar loudly and ordered his men to start attacking.

The whole group of people jumped out at the same time. Allen remained calm at this moment. He chose the most dense place, threw his own human bomb, and successfully dispersed the crowd, knocking them upside down, and several of them were even directly smashed to the ground.

But his excitement did not last for a few seconds, and other villains had surrounded him. Under the domination of a sense of anger caused by deception, he took the most direct way to fight between men and men to solve the battle - he punched out one after another, hitting his opponents straight and backwards, some even flying out and hitting the table of the bar, each A pile of expensive wine bottles were broken.

Battle broke out in every part of the pub. A murder that happened in front of people who would not be provoked to take action is now jumping to each other in anger because of the terrible scene of spilled spirits and damaged bars. The whole bar is like a battlefield. Everyone roars and rushes to their neighbors, spreading anger everywhere and greeting each other with their fists.

Nevertheless, a few orcs were still blocked by the most important group of people. They rushed to Allen one after another, and he still stood there well, because no one could delay his movement until the reinforcements advanced in front of him. What's more, the young man was attacked as often as he attacked others. He resolutely withstood these fists and endured these pains, just because his total pride and persistence in the battle made him never admit defeat!

Aura had already flown into the air. It calmly observed the audience and looked for the boss. The little angel knew from the beginning that he could drag his friend out of this scene, and his alert eyes now saw what he had expected to appear - the flash of steel. A sneaky villain approached Allen from behind and took out the dagger in his arms, ready to find the right time to insert it into his back.

"Bah! Shameless!" The little angel spit and flew to a suitable position, and began to loosen the fixing screws of the magic crystal lamp hanging on the ceiling with magic.

Aron hit two attackers in front of him, but also gave the enemy behind him a chance. The man went straight forward, staring up at the young man's back. He didn't even notice the creaking sound above his head, and the magic crystal lamp was already crumbling. It banged on the man's shoulder, smashed his shoulder blade, and made the man fall forward. His knife appeared to be facing Allen.

The young man dodged the thorn at the last moment and hooked the attacker's hand. With the force of turning around, he knocked open the table next to him, and the table crashed into the wall. As soon as he pinched, the attacker's finger holding the handle of the knife immediately smashed, and Allen covered the man's face with his empty hand and lifted him up from the ground. - He smashed the man's head into layers of wooden walls and let him hang on it, and his feet were exactly one foot high from the ground.

But all this took time. After he finished, he began to turn around and was attacked by others - countless fists hit him!

The young man dodged to the side, but the table was stuck in the wall and did not move away - he was completely exposed to the enemy's siege!

The unexpected situation did not happen. Lightning fell from the ceiling of the bar quickly and fell on the opponent's head, making several villains in front of him black and erect.

The villains in front of him were scared and fled from this terrible opponent. The young man was about to choose a target and rush over, but he heard Aurora's shout.

He raised his head and saw the little angel falling on his head, pointing his finger in one direction - soon, he followed the direction of his finger and found the fat boss who had sneaked into the bar and was now about to slip away in the same way.

"Cue up!" Allen shouted softly and began to try to avoid the crowd and chaotic fists and move in the direction of the fat boss.