Marin looked at everyone expressionlessly: "Sit down, no one will die here."

Someone pulled out a gun, and Marin turned the gun and sprayed the shopkeeper directly into the wall.

The middle-aged man in front of him wanted to take the gun from Marin's hand, but in the next second, Marin pulled out a dagger with his left hand, and the blade penetrated his head from bottom to top, using him as a cover to block the shot from the other side.

At the same time, he stretched out the muzzle of the gun and opened fire on the store owner who fired the gun. The bullet penetrated his chest and sent his whole body flying.

At this time, Feo had already hung one end of himself on the ceiling, and the other end was entangled around a man's neck. The latter was struggling desperately, but he quickly stopped, and in the end, only his body was left swaying in the eyes of everyone.

body.

Lorraine had already completed a strangulation at this time, hanging the last halfling store manager who stood up upside down from the ceiling.

At this time, the market supervision force arrived belatedly.

Looking at the guard who drew his gun, Marin threw the badge that Faye gave him. The captain who caught it changed his expression and finally threw it to the ground. He reached for his gun.

Marin's detection camp is activated.

Most of the guards in front of me are either purple or red.

The knowledgeable adventurer screamed out the spell cast by Marin.

During the captain's moment of hesitation, the revolver in Marin's hand rang out. The last bullet turned the captain's head into a part of history. At the same time, he turned the revolver upside down, threw it and knocked over a mobile phone.

Guard with gun.

Lorraine and Feo screamed and rushed into the guard queue. They turned into tree men and swept across the human body. Within a few breaths, all the guards who were marked as not being good were swept to the ground.

Marin looked at the only young man who was still standing: "Call the people in charge above you, and the people from the Just Church should come before them. If the things here are not explained clearly, no one will have an easy time today."

Forced buying and selling, a nest of snakes and rats, are really not a family, and do not enter the same family.

"Uh, looks like today's adventure is going to go south?" Cohen's somewhat distressed question came from behind.

Marin turned around, smiled at him and nodded, smiling a little apologetically: "I'm sorry, how about tomorrow."

Anyway, those idiot friends of yours are only half ready now, aren't they?

Cohen smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay, it's okay. I also think these guys deserve to be killed, but I really didn't expect that even the guards would be involved."

Having said this, he looked at the small sign that Feo had brought back: "What is that."

"Faye gave it to me, saying that it can be used to deal with some ignorant guys." Marin said, smiling at him, and then put it into his breast pocket with a slow movement.

"Wow, I admit that I am a little envious and jealous." The young man said this very sincerely.

Marin smiled.

Yes, this is the talent an actor should have, Mr. Cohen.

While Marin sighed that the smile of the young man in front of him had not become distorted until now, he turned around and watched several patrol knights from the Church of Justice walking into the space with the dick.

They didn't know Marin, but they did know Feo and Lorraine, so they didn't need Marin to explain. They began to check the guards. One person took off his helmet and walked to Marin: "Sir, can you explain to me?

."

So Marin finished explaining the situation in detail, including the battle of wits and courage with the middle-aged stall owner - experiencing the joy of the free market is also an important part of life, and then they need to draw guns and shoot at each other.

Or find a murderer and pay for the murder, that is a different kind of happiness.

The corner of the street knight's mouth twitched, and he turned to glance at the headless corpse: "This should be the smallest life I have seen this year."

Marin also smiled in agreement, but he did not agree with what he said about the minimum face value of life.

Do you know how much three children are worth to hungry people?

It's only worth fifty mowes.

Thinking of this, Marin stood beside him: "No, Mr. Knight, everyone's life is priceless when they are born, but what everyone does will eventually write a mark on each other's lives.

The right price, everyone has to pay for what they do."

The knight was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "As expected of the owner of the twigs of the World Tree, you are right, everyone has to pay the price for their choices."

Then he turned his head and looked at the stall owners who were watching the excitement: "Sit there and don't move!"

Completely different from when Marin said this before, these stall owners sat there extremely obediently.

Obviously what he and the knight were holding were the kind of big guys who could pull the trigger and be raised by their parents for free. Why weren't they afraid of Marin's previous warning?

Marin was silent for a moment and glanced at the revolver in his hand. Because it was too big and the barrel was shorter, it looked more like a toy in Marin's hand. The shotgun in Mr. Knight's hand was

The gun is so unpretentious, with long double barrels side by side, an all-steel stock with a barbed metal blade, and a 12-gauge rifled muzzle.

…Next time, I’ll bring a short-barreled double-barreled shotgun with the butt broken off.

Marin thought this, and then noticed the belated arrival of the police officers. He reached out and patted this person's arm guard: "There are new guests."

"It's okay, leave it to us." The knight said as he strode over.

Marin looked at his figure, and his mind suddenly thought of the unfolding in some movie masterpieces, but the fact was that this gentleman drove these police officers in high hats and blue suits out in the past.

What a surprisingly ordinary unfolding.

As Marin thought, he noticed Cohen, who seemed to have a strong curiosity about the guy in Marin's hands.

So he held the gun upside down and handed it to him: "It's very heavy."

After the bullets were fired, the trigger was heavy and the stroke was long, so Marin didn't need to be nervous at all.

The man grabbed the handle of the gun with both hands. Marin let go and saw the man bent over by the weight of the gun.
Chapter completed!