Trafford’s Trading Club

Carrying the Yan Demon Knife on his shoulder, Nero smiled on his face and eventually stopped on an unmanned beach in Riverside Park.

You can see a lot of post-event signs here, maybe on the last holiday, a lot of people came here for a vacation, right?

She picked up the bottle buried in the sand and threw it backwards… the bottle that had become garbage fell into the garbage basket in the distance with great precision.

And at the same time, the sound of this conversation is coming from afar.

“I had no idea that thieves like you would ever have a moral conscience. ”

Nero turned around and looked at the guy she had taken from her and chased her... they all seemed to be this guy called Young Master.

The Young Master walked out of the room and followed four strangely dressed men behind the Young Master, carrying both hands, as if he were a prince who was visiting an exotic country.

“Yeah, I'm really a man of good faith.” Nero shrugged: “I'll pour you in later, and it's almost done. ”

A big man behind the young master came out with a friction fist and smiled. “Good, you shameless thief, you stole from us, now you dare insult our young master in person. ”

Nero said, “Come on, uncle, I remember you. Last time you were the first to get beaten up by me... don't come out and make a fool of yourself. What's the matter? It's the same rule this time. You guys gonna beat me up? ”

“If it weren't for your reckoning, I wouldn't have!” The man's face was furious, his teeth revealed, like the steel teeth of a beast clamp, and his whole body even began to grow fine, black and bright long hair.

The big man smiled: "You have been struck by the power of our young lord's vulgar wolf... and you can still talk nonsense now! Wait, I'll greet you well! ”

“Wolf kill, back off. ”

The young lord reached down at this time and let the angry wolf kill make a grievous growl... It was very clear that the wolf kill moment began to restrain his angry emotions. Although his eyes were still appalling, he behaved.

Nero looked disappointed and said, "Ah? No more fighting? If you don't, I'll leave. ”

“I'm curious.” The Young Master said softly at this time: “You disappeared for almost a day, then your wounds healed, what method did you use… or did someone save you? ”

“Has her wound healed?” The werewolf behind the young master's face smiled, and his companions frowned.

Because they all know that if this woman had a way to treat herself, she wouldn't have fled so badly on the road... but healing the erosion of the wolf's power, and it's just less than a day, is just a fantastic idea.

Unless it's a guy far more powerful than the Young Master - and this city, I'm afraid, is just Lord Dragon King.

The power of the vulgar wolf is also a distinctive mark of their family, which the adult could not have known... but if the adult knew that this was the case and saved his hand, then the relationship between the woman who stole the treasure and the dragon is worth reflecting on.

Of course, there may be other situations where the wounds caused by the power of the coyote are eliminated. But they are more inclined to the former possibility than in the rare case of such probabilities.

No wonder many of the lords stopped the wolf killing in the beginning, which seemed to have occurred to them a long time ago.

Forward.

Looking at these monsters all of a sudden as if they were all falling off the line, Nero not only whispered: “Some guys, are you thinking something wrong or something? ”

She shook her head and looked at it from a human point of view, when a very handsome young master looked at it —— at first, she even thought that the young master was a woman, but in a man's clothing, who knew after a fight, he was really a man!!

“I don't seem obliged to tell you how well my wounds are, do I? ”

The Young Master calmed down: “Anyway, you took my things and returned them. Plus, you killed a dozen of your followers. These are well-bred fighters, and they have to be accounted for. ”

“Exactly.” Nero smiled impoverished, “My allowance is exhausted, just make it up to you... this time I'm not so easily by your weird powers...”

Nero's body appeared in front of the Young Master at great speed... The body speed even chased the sound, and the Yan Devil's knife in his hand was relentlessly slaughtered towards the Young Master's body, “... touching it! ”

The Yan Demon knife broke the clothes of the Lesser Lord, and even cut a small wound out of the Lesser Lord's arm... Instead of hitting the point, let the Lesser Lord escape.

Some of the big men behind the young master were no longer retained at this time, angry, solid muscles suddenly broke the clothes, completely turned into the appearance of a werewolf head, coming from four directions towards Nero.

They are superb, high-ranking monsters, fierce, and have survived in harsh environments like the plateau since childhood, and they don't need to be killed at all in battle.

Four hit one, and Nero didn't see it falling, but rather pressed the four werewolf fighters quite easily.

“This woman is very good at mixed warfare. This way of fighting should be in an environment of mutual killing for a long time. Don't look at her as if she's playing, but she's not broken at all, she's always on a high alert... and I don't know who cultivated such a monster with such a harsh environment. ”

The Young Master's heart sounded a vulgar wolf: “Besides, this strange weapon in her hand is strange. Being able to tear my protections apart easily hurts you... and be as careful as possible. As a coyote container, you're not good at close combat. ”

Young Master looked at the scratched wound on his arm. If the other party was a monster cultivated like that... why didn't he inherit the coyote by using only one method to mutilate each other?

In that case... it's also a monster.

“I understand.” Less of the Lord nodded his head and began to float in the purple pupil like a cross crack... without good melee power, but the power of the vulgar wolf, but the best spell attack!

The strange power of purple begins to penetrate quietly into this beach.

When in the range of dozens of meters, all caught in the cover of the coyote force, Niloton felt his body become unusually heavy, his whole body was like a muddy swamp, and the sword's speed suddenly dropped a lot!

At the same time, the wolf killed a heavy punch, but unnecessarily hit behind her... this punch obviously needs to be heavy in the upper part, as if the power... suddenly exploded!

Four werewolf warriors, still blocking Nero's quadrangle.

And Nero's mouth bled out after being attacked by a wolf's punch because of the extraordinary circumstances his body endured so unresponsively.

Although I don't know what these monsters can do, I can at least feel this strange power all around me. Nero squeezed his eyes at this moment, "Tripped me and put my teammates in a state... it's like sacrifice or something. ”

The Young Master is now outside of this laid formation from the Channel: “As long as you restrain your hand and return what you have stolen, I can promise you that as long as your life compensates my men, you will not be tortured. ”

“Thank you very much.” Nero shrugged his shoulders, and then he went blind, "but about giving BUFF or something... I could too. ”

A piece of black text, from the handle of the Yan Devil's knife, began to swim onto Nero's arm, then spread all over her body... and then covered her face.

The whole body was like a strange tattoo, the pale hair instantly greyed, just listening to her callously: “I'm afraid of pain, I'll fix you all for a minute. ”

The voice had just fallen, and Nero's figure had disappeared in a raw fashion when the eyes of four werewolf warriors were locked.

At the same time, wolf killing just feels something flashing in front of it… it sees its own body.

That is… its own body, the body that has lost its head - its head has been separated from its body at this moment!

“First. ”

Nero's body, from flashing again... to disappearing.

By the time she reappeared, she had appeared behind the second Lycan warrior...

……

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“The Yan Demon Knife is a heavily overpowered Demon Sword, and this Miss Nero should not last three years... is already a thousand holes of body. ”

The maid's voice was heard.

On the park bench, Mr. Lo slowly opened his eyes, but the angle didn't stop, he asked: “In three years, there's a lot to do. ”

“That's true.” Night smile, "Master, your afternoon tea. ”

I will deliberately bring the afternoon tea here, and I think Yu Night will be able to make it.

Then, this afternoon's tea...

“Ice cream?” Lochu stunned slightly, feeling it was the first time he had eaten ice cream in the afternoon tea.

The delicate dishes are filled with something as cold as snow.

“Just done, master. Try it.” Unight softly said: “The ice cream outside, too many pigments, how can you let the master eat you. ”

In fact, I took a bite and finally got robbed...