The night is very quiet.

On the vast wasteland, a white color and the cold wind is raging constantly. The final madness is going on before the arrival of spring.

Chen Bing walked slowly, but he was recalling what Chen Xing said in his mind.

At the end of the breakup, Chen Xing solemnly reminded himself. Although the Holy See had long lost its direction in power, there are still many masters of Guangming who work hard to serve the common people in remote areas. These are people with truly firm beliefs. What they believe in is not an empty god, but a belief in serving all living beings.

He curled his lips gently and Chen Bing shook his head. If there was such a person, why didn’t he meet him? He couldn’t help but give Chen Xing a discount in his mind.

Perhaps because of his long-term relationship with Chen Xing, Chen Bing's thinking pattern is almost the same as Chen Xing. If he is a friend, he will abandon any hypocrisy and an enemy, and he will never have any affection. It is this concept that makes Chen Bing's personality become extremely arrogant. In this world, there is really no one who can take it in his eyes except Chen Xing.

The leather boots made a "crunch" sound on the snow, which was even more clear on this quiet night. Behind Chen Bing, about twenty cold teenagers followed closely. These teenagers were all the best in the valley. This time they came out with Chen Bing, which was very experienced. Of course, they were also Chen Bing's first team.

But even Chen Xing would not have thought that these cold teenagers were no longer the poor orphans they used to be. After crazy training, they had already reached the level of advanced professions in combat power. Or because they did not have much practical combat relationships, they did not have enough combat experience. However, their cold personality made their combat methods extremely fierce. Every time they hunted, there were few preys that came back by their hands.

It's simply a group of ferocious wolves.

Chen Bing's destination this time was the Dark Trade Union branch, which had long been driven out of the wasteland. Because he had lost his stronghold, the position of this branch has now moved to the border of the Crazy Beast Empire. This is the weakest place in the Holy See. The orcs in the Crazy Beast Empire are not interested in the teachings of the Holy See, but instead worship the most of their ancestors. This makes the temple power in the Holy See extremely weak. At the same time, it also promotes the rapid development of the Dark Trade Union power here.

It took him ten days to arrive at the border city of Habi, the Mad Beast Empire. Chen Bing directly led the cold boys into the tavern. While doing rest, he was waiting for the opportunity to come.

The tavern is still the same as before. Perhaps because of the opening of the trade route, there are more merchants here, which seem very lively. However, as soon as Chen Bing and others entered, the originally lively tavern here immediately became silent.

To put it bluntly, including Chen Bing, a total of twenty-one teenagers, each of them was extremely cold. The coldness that emerged from his bones made everyone feel panic of running away in panic. In fact, this coldness that penetrates people's hearts often represents only one meaning.

Killing intention.

I just don’t know what they would think if they learned that the coldness of the current is just the normal state of these teenagers.

After a slight glance at the crowd in the bar, Chen Bing had already led the teenagers to a table in the corner. In fact, the bar is already crowded and there will be no empty table left for him. The table they are now going to is the table with the least crowded.

There is only one person.

A middle-aged drunk man with a very depressed appearance and a long scar on his face. He casually collapsed on the chair on one side, like a ball of mud. He poured a glass of strong wine into his mouth from time to time. His eyes were blurred, and he was obviously drunk.

Sitting down casually, Chen Bing didn't care about the middle-aged drunk man next to him who had been drunk. The teenagers stood quietly behind him without any intention of sitting down together.

Long-term exercise has made them always maintain a high degree of alertness. Although this alertness often seems redundant.

Seeing Chen Bing sitting next to the drunkard, there was a panic in the bar, and most of them immediately got up to check in and leave. The busyness seemed like someone was hanging at home. The other part of them had an excited expression on their faces, as if they were waiting for something.

It’s all because Chen Bing is not experienced enough. He didn’t think about it. He was full of seats in such a lively bar. Why did he occupy this table alone?

He gently knocked on the table, but Chen Bing didn't care about the movements of the crowd around him at all, and a calm expression appeared on his face. A cold voice came out.

"Twenty-one cups of clear water."

"Puff..." The sound of squirting wine in the bar immediately rang out. Those who had originally planned to watch the fun made a fool of themselves. They never thought that this cold boy would only have clear water when he came to the bar and only had twenty-one drinks. Could it be that he would not drink with him or not? What did he do if he didn't drink at the bar?

But the waiter didn't think so. He had seen more people in the bar. He could tell whether a person was provoked by him at a glance. It was obvious that Chen Bing and others could not provoke that kind of thing in his eyes. So there was no ridiculous look on his face now, but instead a flattering expression. A large amount of clear water was delivered immediately. The service was extremely in place, and even more enthusiastic than those who often came here to buy drunk.

Unfortunately, the more you don’t want to have trouble, the faster the trouble will come.

Just when Chen Bing put the water cup in his hand next to his mouth, a sound came from the side.

"Boy, there are so many chairs over there, why do you have to sit here?" The voice was very erratic, and a spicy smell of alcohol floated over at the same time. It was the drunken middle-aged drunk man next to him.

The enthusiastic people in the bar suddenly became excited and said in their hearts. "Come on, the show is about to begin."

This middle-aged drunk man is also a celebrity in the small border town of Habi. He was originally a blacksmith from a poor family. He learned a good craft with the dwarf master and married a beautiful wife. I don’t know how many people envied him when he lived a young life.

But the good times did not last long. As the Dark Union's stronghold was located here, there were more and more outsiders in this small border town. Among them were some powerful dark hunters. As professions living in the dark, these hunters had strong strength and cruel personality without exception. Although most of them could abide by the rules set by the Dark Union, there were also some real outlaws.

One evening, some drunken outlaws patronized his blacksmith shop. They had originally planned to buy some equipment and became ill-hearted when they saw the blacksmith's beautiful wife. They first broke the blacksmith's hands and feet, and raped his wife in front of him. Then they left.

A beautiful family suddenly became fragmented. His wife could not stand such a blow and committed suicide. The middle-aged blacksmith wanted to take revenge but was powerless. She found the theory of the dark trade union and was kicked out. In the end, she could only end up buying wine to drown her sorrow. She was not as good as death all day long. At the same time, her temper became extremely bad, and no one would not be scolded. Over time, everyone in the bar learned about this situation, and no one would disturb him without tact. He could fend for himself.

Even Chen Bing hit the gun today.

After drinking a sip of water on his own, Chen Bing made no sound, and his face still had a cold and plain expression. He did not answer the middle-aged blacksmith at all. His expression and expression were sufficiently understood by Chen Xing.

"Boy, are you fucking deaf? Bastard, you little bastard!!" The smell of stench of alcohol covered Chen Bing's head and face. The middle-aged blacksmith looked like a cockfighting. Although he couldn't even stand firmly, he tried hard to reach his hand towards Chen Bing's collar, just trying to teach this eye-opening boy a lesson.

Flip your hands, hold your wrists and wave your arms.

Chen Bing's expression did not change at all. However, he instantly threw the blacksmith's strong body out. He smashed a row of tables and chairs from afar, making a rumbling sound.

The cold teenagers around them also did not change their expressions at all, as if the situation in front of them was normal.

The bar suddenly became a mess. No one expected that the good show he had originally planned to see turned into a martial arts fight in an instant. The cold boy started so quickly that none of the dozens of eyes in the bar could see clearly. He saw a flash in front of him, and the burly body of the middle-aged blacksmith had already flew out.

The waiter in the bar showed a hint of unbearable expression on his face. As someone who has been making a living here, he sympathized with the blacksmith's experience. Although he knew that Chen Bing and others were not easy to mess with, he suppressed his fear and walked forward. He helped pull up the drunk man's body and kept persuading him.

Unfortunately, no one appreciated his love.

The drunk man staggered up from the ground and waved away the waiter who came to support him. There was a faint red blood in his eyes. He shouted loudly and rushed towards Chen Bing again.

This time it was faster than when he went back just now. Chen Bing didn't even look at it. A cold boy on the side had already thrown the drunk man out again. His movements were exactly the same as those Chen Bing used just now. There was no difference at all.

Although the drunk man had no fighting skills, his physical fitness was full of sticks. He swayed and got up and rushed up.

After repeated this, it was thrown out many times in less than a quarter of an hour. The already sloppy and torn clothes were even more distorted. The blue and purple bruised bruised were everywhere on the body, and they were beaten to the extreme.

The bar waiter couldn't bear to see the scene in front of him. He suppressed his fear of Chen Bing. He lowered his head and walked to Chen Bing, and while smiling pleading, he quickly told the story of the middle-aged blacksmith. Finally, he pleaded repeatedly. Chen Bing asked to raise his hands and let the poor man go.

On the other side, the middle-aged drunk man had no strength to get up. His burly body crawling on the ground was in a mess. He was trembling violently. Slowly, a low crying sound faintly came out, and there was a vicious curse.

"You guys, relying on your own abilities, you will know to oppress us civilians. Curse you, and all of you will not die well. If you don't fall into the corpse, you will not be able to go to heaven after death. If you are hungry ghosts, you will not let you go to the ghosts... Eat your meat and drink your blood..."

The vicious curse lingers in the bar, and deep resentment fills it, making everyone shudder.

But the curse did not continue, and a cold voice interrupted him.

"Give you two minutes to sort out yourself, and I'll give you justice."
Chapter completed!