Chapter 586 (1/2)
”I hate the smell of fish.” A male mercenary with rotten teeth, carrying weapons wrapped in the cloth curtain, shrugged his nose and complained. He looked at the seafood sold in the fish market, showing a sincere disgust. For a man born in the cold northern inland, the sea and the creatures in it were strange. And the sea fish, which is different from cattle and sheep, but much bigger than river fish, also makes people who do not understand the ocean feel deeply uneasy. The only consolation he felt was that the time was approaching noon, and the fishermen who came back from the early morning to the sea were almost scattered, leaving only scales and fish blood on the ground, which gave off a faint fishy smell.
”You'd better get used to it. As far as I know, the port area of lost heart Bay is not comparable to this kind of small fish town.” Beside the rotten tooth mercenary stood a smaller and thinner mercenary than him. Judging from his hairstyle and clothes, he should be a man, but his facial lines have softer parts. Of course, most people are not interested in looking at a man's face so carefully. It's because Lothar saw how the net worm turned herself into a man. In the latter case, it can avoid a lot of trouble.
Rosa doesn't know whether dressing up as a man can avoid trouble. What he knows is that as long as you act with Ellie, the trouble will never be less. Just as they were walking through the fish market, looking for a fisherman who seemed likely to give them a ride, there was a loud noise of footsteps and swearing behind them. ”Catch that woman!” ”Stop her!” And so on, with the grunt, Lothar and the webworm look helpless, and they don't have to look back to know what's going on behind them.
”Hey, hey, guys, calm down, will you? At least let me understand what's going on. ” The count turned and saw that about five or six men were ferocious in front of him, and the witch who caused the trouble had already hidden behind Lothar naturally, showing half of his head and smiling at those people with a successful prank. Next to the net worm shook his head, she is very clear that the mischief of Qili is not so simple for ordinary people.
”Mercenary?” The leading man glanced at Lothar's dress and said scornfully. Nevertheless, when he saw the count holding a weapon in his hand, he showed a certain degree of vigilance. If he could, no one wanted to fight with the mercenaries like duckweed, because it was not worth it. However, the leader was not allowed to shrink back from his back. He rolled up his sleeves to reveal his hard-working muscles and the ugly scars, many of which were scars. ”I advise you to stand aside, boy. The girl behind you is dead today
”So what did I say she did?” Lothar scratched her head with her left hand, and her eyes quickly swept over the men. He tried to use language to ease the conflict, but out of experience, the count also calculated in his heart that if he fought hand to hand, he would win by himself and the net worm. As for the use of the Tomahawk? This small fishing village is still within the territory of Cang lion. The count of Heishan will not draw swords against his own people.
The leading man was still thinking about how to avoid the conflict with the mercenary, but the people behind him could not help it. A bald man pointed to the laughing Qili and said, ”he blinded our bow! We're going to dig out her eyes, too Han's words resonate with other people, not only in this fishing village, but also in places where people depend on the sea to make a living, the captain always has a high reputation and status. If not, no one dares to put his life on his boat. For this reason, it is a very unwise choice to hurt their captain in front of the crew. Those who live on the sea are no weaker than those who live on land. Those thick arms used to pulling fishing nets and ropes are as powerful in fighting.
This was confirmed by Lothar's body in the last town. He breathed out his breath. He was still in pain under the rib he had been beaten before. However, it is not a knight's style to give in. In any case, it is necessary to protect the lady. Besides, the people the count is really protecting are the fishermen in front of them. If Qili is really upset, God knows what the witch will do. I'm afraid it's not impossible to burn down the whole town.
”I don't think this lady will hurt your bow eyes for no reason. Can you be more specific?” The count lowered his axe and made a final effort to avoid conflict.
”Detailed? Well, I'll tell you in detail now! ” The impatient leader grinned grimly, his fist and voice reached Rosa's ear at the same time. This blow was undoubtedly blocked by the count, who had realized his intention as early as the opponent raised his hand. But what he didn't expect was that the fight was not a fair fight.
Seeing that the mercenaries wanted to fight back, the rest of the fishermen rushed in, and they swung their strong fists and smashed down at Lothar's body. Poor count of Heishan, whose training taught him how to fight, but this kind of street brawl is quite different. Lothar easily blocked the first few attacks, deftly dodged the next few attacks, but just when he was about to fight back, he was heavily hit by a chair from nowhere! ”Click!” The wooden chair cracked, and the count of Heishan, who was actually hit, leaned forward uncontrollably and hit his fist in front of him. This time, it's much heavier than before. The witch, who should have been hiding behind Lothar, had already run to the distance to look at these happily.”Kill this self righteous bastard!” ”Put him in the barrel and feed the shark!” The hot blooded fishermen, regardless of the weight of their men, became more and more addicted to fight, and their primitive cruelty completely occupied their brains. Now they don't care whether the people who have been beaten are innocent or not, and they forget to ask for an explanation for the bow of the boat. They are left with bullying and the abnormal pleasure of bullying more and less is expanding.
”So I said, you are the fool.” Skilled mercenaries will not let themselves in such a dangerous situation, skilled mercenaries also know how to deal with these mobs. She took out the knife from her belt, looked at a big man's raised fist, climbed onto his back two steps, and stabbed in the middle of the back of that hand!