Chapter 482 (1/2)

”Bang --!”

There was a loud noise, and the drunkard standing in front was knocked to the ground by a glass flying in front of him before he opened his mouth!

A brief silence, a pair of vicious, ferocious, unbelievable eyes stared at him.

Only the ”black framed glasses” still curled up in the chair, holding a box full of gold bonds in their arms.

Everyone in the tavern changed color, and the black haired wizard with his hands on his back still stood in place, with an innocent expression on his face.

In a series of startling cries, the tavern owner with a fierce face smashed the wine pot in his hand with a ”pa!”:

”Give it to me and kill him!!!!!”

The roar mixed with a sensation instantly rang through the whole tavern, and the angry strong men instantly swallowed up the figure of the black haired wizard.

”No!”

The assassin who had just threatened Loren changed his face and was about to stop him when he was held down by the grey robed man and stared: ”mind your own business.”

The pressed Assassin's face showed an anxious look: ”it was arranged by LUT infinite himself. Let's make sure...”

Poof!

Before he spoke, a strong man fell heavily to the ground, followed by a series of rapid collisions!

The sound from crisp to fist to meat came from the crowd one after another. The rapid exchange of blows like a shower was like the thrill of a stage play, not stop for a moment.

I can't even hear the interval of breathing!

The two assassins, who were originally worried about a dark haired wizard, looked at each other and were shocked.

Is it true that Lord Ruth infinette said that this guy once killed a vampire by himself?!

Loren Turin, where the hell is he

”Bang --!”

Before they noticed it, with the shrill scream, a strong man roared in the air and fell unconscious after smashing the tables and chairs behind them into pieces.

Until this time, they saw the heavily surrounded figure, turned back calmly, stopped the fist behind them with one hand, then kicked over another strong man who wanted to sneak attack, and turned his mouth towards them.

The plain expression is like the devil's ferocious smile.

This second, only fear remained on the faces of the two assassins!

For any caster, it is almost an instinctive reaction to feel the void power of the high-order magic spell, which is as obvious as the alternation of cold and heat; Even if the night watchman is not a real wizard, they are even more sensitive than many spell casters in this regard.

But at this moment, they did not feel any fluctuation of void power from the moving shadow.

What does that mean?

It means that he doesn't even need to rely on ”beyond perception” or any kind of high-level magic spell to gain the upper hand in the ”group fight” with dozens of angry and strong men.

His leisurely movement, fluency and instinctive posture... Obviously, he is at an absolute disadvantage in being surrounded, but he can always resist evasion and even take advantage of the situation!

The chill rose in the heart of the grey robed man, and the cold touch swept through the whole body along the blood. Even the right hand holding the short blade was shaking.

It turned out... He didn't try his best last time. He just wanted to dig out information from himself, so he didn't kill himself immediately.

He... Was released by him to live until now.

The grey robed man lowered his head and clenched his teeth.

What a shame

”Dang --!”

The wine bottle blocked the short blade stabbed in the face. At the moment of kicking down the strong man, Loren backhanded pulled out the short knife and nailed the strong man to the floor.

No pause!

He got up and waved his right elbow, and the crisp sound of fragmentation came from the ribs of the strong man behind him; At the moment of the scream, Loren's clenched left fist had hit the other party's left face

Then use the right face of a strong man to block the fist extending from below!

”Bang --!”

At the moment of fist face collision, the black haired wizard released his left hand, grabbed the extended wrist, raised his right elbow and stood against the armpit of the strong man

”Click --!”