Duan Qing's guess was only half correct, because the melee that involved Black Corn and the others had lasted for nearly half an hour.
Whether it is the delegation from Tania or the wild team that joined the convoy halfway, they are all outsiders who have just arrived here. They have almost no connection with the local forces, so when they see the few with unkind expressions, When they were players, Black Corn instinctively thought that they came to look for trouble and bully the newcomers. However, they never thought that some of the players had actually seen this braised crab from Eta County in the principality. Two people with lost dreams.
That was when I went to clean up a gang fight with a certain police officer, and then I was chased for three streets in a suburban shantytown.
"So... the big brawl in the afternoon also involved players?"
"...No, I don't know. The situation was so chaotic..."
In the dim streets at night, a few players who stood out from the melee finally found a safer alleyway, and then hid in the corner shivering while making a few temporary summary: "Except the four of us. They are all enemies, there is no chance to observe them!"
"In other words... the fire was actually planned by the players?" The smiling butcher asked helplessly: "Is it a fight between guilds?"
"You ask me, I'll ask who goes."
Cautiously leaning against the wall next to him, Braised Crab replied angrily: "I was inexplicably involved in that big brawl, and was inexplicably chased and hacked. In the end, when I got to the city, I was actually killed. People recognized them inexplicably... Even if you want to ask, you should ask those police officers who have grudges against those people, right? Even if they have grudges against that friend from Mo Shang Qingshan, they can't ask me about it, right? "
"Brother Lost...forget it."
Glancing in the direction of the bald knight who had always remained silent, the smiling butcher finally retracted his words silently: "Anyway, it's a bit better now. Apart from having nowhere to go, we should also temporarily dispose of those few horses. The NPC has been saved..."
"If it hadn't attracted a bunch of inexplicable people, we probably wouldn't have had a chance to survive until now."
Black Corn on the side responded angrily: "They must be the enemies of those guys. They showed up half a minute after we started fighting..."
"According to normal logic, the so-called gangsters all have territories."
Stretching his head towards the figures who were still chopping away outside the alley, the smiling butcher sorted out his thoughts: "It's just that we don't know whose territory is whose territory now, and which family the people we provoke belong to... …”
"Dongcheng Meeting."
Lost Dream, who was guarding the front of the team, suddenly made a voice, but the shield in his hand was still facing the entrance of the alley for a moment: "Someone among them shouted this name."
"Dongcheng meeting?"
The captains of the two teams started to look at each other: "I've never heard of it..."
"Are they the ones who wanted to kill us, or the ones who jumped out later?"
"Who understands your question? At least three groups of people jumped out later..."
"So there is no point in pursuing these matters. It is better to think about how we should escape..."
"X, why is there such a chaotic city..."
The brief discussion gradually disappeared as the sound of fierce fighting became more and more approaching, and was replaced by Black Corn's habitual complaints: "We have been fighting on the streets for so long, and not even a guard showed up. Could it be that no one came?" Do you care about these guys? How can we, the little people like us, survive?"
"Even if someone comes to punish them, it will definitely not be those guys pretending to be city guards. So... if you choose to join a local gang, the situation may be much better." The smiling butcher shook his head and replied: "But... asylum means losing freedom, you should also understand this, right?"
"You guys who have just escaped from the shackles of the guild will naturally think so." Black Corn with a crooked nose replied in a deep voice: "Let's not talk about whether I want to hang out in this place where evil forces are everywhere. This kind of useless What use does the state of order...have in solving the problem at hand?”
"It's useful, because the situation at hand...at least proves one thing."
Tightening the shield in his hand, the smiling butcher said in a deep voice: "No matter how much trouble we make, no one will take care of us."
"As long as we charge out with strength, we...will win!"
As if to agree with his words, Lost Dream, who had been holding the chipped shield at the front, suddenly started to move, and then rushed out of the front of the alleyway together with the smiling uncle who was gradually accelerating. The two fighting figures who happened to be hit were then sent into the depths of the night by the combined charge of the two. Several nearby gang players also immediately discovered their figures, but the shield warriors who had already rushed out had already There is no time to worry about them: "Ask Jason and the others to follow, no one will be left behind! Just rush to the Central Bridge..."
"We have hope!"
The sound of swords clashing immediately sounded in the chaotic alleys, and then gradually moved forward with the incessant shouts of killing. While it was wiped out to the side of the river, a trace of a certain team also appeared as they advanced. The trend gradually spreads towards the west side of the city. The huge voice of Black Corn, who was mixed in the middle of the team, seemed to be of no use in such an environment, so he had to rely on his own ability and command experience to start shouldering the most difficult supplementary work: "Brother Guang, run quickly. ! Don’t stop... Damn it, fuck you! I fended him off, fended him off, run, run!"
"There's a gap over there, who can go and fill it in? Forget it, if you don't go, I'll do it myself... Just stand outside for me, don't be afraid of death! Do you still have some fun... adventurer consciousness! People are now Infantry, not cavalry! Drink—"
"Be careful of the magician! Don't go out! Where is the shield player? We only have two shield players for , you just need to be able to raise a shield!"
"There are people coming from the right! Thirty degrees from the N direction! Leave them alone, run your course... Be careful of cold arrows!"
In an atmosphere of constant sweat and blood, the team, both large and small, rushed across the bridge above another river. Then, withstanding various attacks from all directions, they arrived at the central bridge directly connected to the West City Gate. on the bridge. The shouts of killing mixed with various forces continued to sound behind them, but the faces of the team members were obviously relaxed, because the players and NPC forces who were fighting strangely did not cross the dividing line of this avenue. ——The area in front of them, belonging to the northern part of the City of Freedom, was in a completely irrelevant and quiet state at this time. Although this kind of audible needle drop was not very normal, it was at least better than the one behind them. It looks much better. Occasionally, there are a few passers-by walking out of several storefronts together, walking under the lights in the alleys in front of them, but their eyes looking back here are also full of a commonplace feeling. Feeling of peace.
"What is this, space isolation?" The players looking at the bridge and the other side of the avenue murmured: "Or is it a dream? You didn't see us at all?"
"Why do you want it to be so complicated?"
The sound of braised crabs sounded in their ears as a certain thin figure passed by. At the same time, there was the scene of him raising his sword to block a long sword flying behind their team. He stretched out his feet. With one move, he picked up the long sword that looked like a stray bullet before it hit the ground, and then threw it towards the melee behind the team: "There are no pursuers anyway."
"As long as we walk along this avenue... we should be able to leave the city, right?"
He stretched out his finger and pointed at the straight avenue full of darkness in front of the team. A loud shout broke through the sound of several people swallowing involuntarily, and sounded in the shadows they had just ran over before: " I am Huskar, the master of Adoji! No matter whose son you are... stop it all!"
"No, the boss is here..."
"Hey, I'll let you go today."
"We have recorded this grudge! Don't even think about running away next time you see him!"
"It's time to leave. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave..."
The screams of several players suddenly sounded in the distance deep in the street, and then rose into the night sky of the city along with several black shadows flying in all directions, and the leader-looking guy who casually solved them seemed to have also After completing the task of killing chickens to scare monkeys, he clapped his hands and walked towards the Central Bridge: "Red Lotus Gang, Dongcheng Hui, Cola God Sect, Crane Dojo... You adventurers are not only poor at naming, but also at making trouble. I can’t even take it out.”
"Let your boss come to me later to take the blame." He said loudly, as if he knew that those players would definitely hear: "If you want to cause trouble on my territory, you must come up with a reason. If you can't come up with it... huh?"
"You guys seem to be new faces."
As the sound approached, the leader who had suppressed the melee finally revealed his tall and thin figure. Baring his fangs like a beast, he broke through the defense line of the night and came to the front of Uncle Smiling and others. Huskar, who was carrying a giant ax, also looked like a strong warrior, and the muscles all over his body were clearly defined by strong leather. However, it seemed that due to a slight hunchback, his size was different from the players on the bridge. Pretty much: "Are you the ones responsible for this melee? Where did you come from?"
"Sin, the culprit?"
Before the smiling butcher could answer, Braised Crab jumped to the front of the team waving his hands: "How is that possible? We are new here, we don't even know anyone, and we haven't dared to move all day, so how can we possibly provoke others, right? ?”
"Oh? Is that so?" The man who called himself Huskar hunched his back even more, and his huge head filled with bloody aura stretched forward slightly as he stared closely at the opponent: "When you threw the sword just now... …It seems that he threw it very resolutely.”
"Uh...ah hahaha, that's just to vent, let off some steam." The braised crab immediately laughed dryly: "As a passerby, I was very angry to be involved in such a thing...I was helpless, and I finally ran out. Naturally, I have to express my emotions..."
"So you have nothing to do with this trouble?"
"Of course...we are just passers-by, passers-by!"
"...You are not men."
After staring in the direction of the team for a while, Huskar suddenly opened his mouth like a basin of blood: "I thought you guys who dared to fight would take responsibility for the cause, but I didn't expect that in the end... you He actually tried to push this matter away."
His eyes were bloodshot, and the hand holding the giant ax turned red: "You... actually tried to deceive the great Huskar, the supreme commander of Adoji?"
An ax shadow with an air roar suddenly appeared in front of him, splitting the ground with his roar, and then, mixed with the momentum enough to separate the space, slashed towards the bridge head where the smiling butcher and the others were. The team of players, who did not dare to take a breath, immediately rushed towards the west side of the bridge, reacted quickly and fled in the direction of the city gate. However, a subtle sword energy broke through the air wall drawn by the ax shadow. , nailed on the path that Huskar must pass.
"There's an old saying."
The voice belonging to Duan Qing then sounded from behind the team, and at the same time, the figure of the blue-haired woman who had just thrown out the sword energy jumped forward: "Unlucky things never happen alone. .”
"You, you guys..."
The overjoyed expression appeared on Black Corn's face for a moment, and then it turned back to its original fearful look, because with the arrival of Duan Qing and others, several looming BOSS-level figures began to appear in front of them one by one. Behind him: "Holy crap, how many monsters have you attracted?"
"I don't know, so it will be useful to run away next."
Duan Qing also waved the figure of a cloaked woman and maid player behind him, and explained without looking back. At the same time, he withdrew the shield in his hand, and turned to hold the stone hammer behind him: " They are not even willing to put guards in the city lord's palace, and there must be no guards at the city gate at night, so if I guess correctly... you should be able to escape without any damage."
"If there are adventurers who cause trouble... they probably won't be your match."
He weighed the stone hammer in his hand, grinning and letting out a muffled smile: "Liu Zhang knows the terrain of the suburbs better, and a safe place to hide..."
"Let her lead you there."
"you……"
"Qingshan is responsible for breaking up the queen, no need to ask."
The blue-haired woman running in front interrupted Black Corn's anxious questions, and her eyes kept looking back and forth around the avenue: "Let's go, you stay here... you are just holding him back. "
"...We know, but..."
"It doesn't matter, we are all adventurers who are not afraid of death."
Ningyu Ninglan, who was beside the team, said with a smile, and then slowly retreated to the back of the team: "And..."
"You must have confidence in sir." She tugged at the metal wire in her hand, and then put the dagger back between her sleeves: "He is very strong."
"yes……"
A sudden and huge sound appeared on the bridge not far behind the team, sending boundless air waves to their side. Amidst the sight of signs and debris flying in the sky along the street, the smiling butcher also followed suit. He picked up his shield and ran towards the city gate with his head buried in his head.
"He...is very strong."
