Nervous! Nervous!

Exciting! Exciting!

Mercenary tavern.

The solemn and murderous aura is filled with.

The mercenary who was not interested in watching the fun was screaming.

"Fight!"

"Fuck him!"

"Give this young man some color to see!"

"You little face goes home and get breastfeeding!"

"Old Yang, fuck this kid's flower!"

The tavern was dancing in a bunch of demons, and the bartender just calmly wiped the wine glass with his handkerchief. He had long been used to all this.

Although mercenary taverns are prohibited from causing trouble by rules, rules are dead and people live. Whether they can fight depends on whether they acquiesce or not.

Of course, afterwards, as long as the party who takes action first compensates the broken things ten times the market price, everything is easy to say...

In addition, you must not take any action.

This is the unspoken rule of the mercenary tavern.

He acquiesced to this fight today because he was a little curious about the specific strength of the boy in front of him.

The dirty hands of the man named Lao Yang did not retract, but instead increased his strength.

A boy who is ignorant of being proud of you, I pat you on the shoulder and look down on you!

"Boy, are you crazy?"

Lin Yi showed a faint smile on his face and his hand fell on the big hand that was pinching his shoulder.

"ah!!"

As Lin Yi's slender hands tightened, Lao Yang screamed, and his huge body more than two meters tall fell to the ground, and his big face full of flesh wrinkled into a ball due to extreme pain.

Sweat brushing flow.

The mercenaries in the tavern were all stunned.

"What, what's the situation?" The man holding the bottle opens his hairy chest to drink widened his eyes.

He knew exactly what kind of strength this old Yang was.

That is the terrifying powerful man from the eighth section of the Fighter!

Lin Yi pinched Lao Yang's hand and stood up, turned around, leaned over and smiled at Lao Yang who was sweating from the severe pain.

"Uncle, I'm crazy because I have the capital to be crazy, but what can you rely on so crazy?"

Although his body sound is not high, his contempt is revealed in words.

"Let's go, let go!" Lao Yang endured the severe pain and pressed Lin Yi tightly, but he couldn't hold it open no matter what.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

After the words came, a creepy scream came from Lao Yang's mouth, who was soaking in his robe with cold sweat.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Lin Yi squatted down and patted Lao Yang's big face, which was wrinkled due to severe pain.

"No, I dare not!"

"Ahhhhhh!" Old Yang, who had collapsed to the ground, let out a heart-wrenching scream again.

"But I think you are teaching me how to do things." Lin Yiyou said: "You know, I hate others teaching me how to do things the most."

Well, as for Xiaoyixian's words... how could she be considered someone else? She is so beautiful, her body is soft and beautiful, and although she squeezes herself to the point where she almost doesn't leave any drops... but is it obviously her own people?

I know you uncle!

Old Yang gritted his teeth in tears, thinking that he wanted to raise his fighting spirit, but the endless severe pain and a fighting spirit that poured into Lin Yi's body interrupted him again and again.

At this moment, the soft and timid little white face seemed to turn into a hideous ghost covered in human skin in everyone's eyes. The sneer on the corner of his mouth made people feel cold in his heart.

"Let me go! I know, I know the mistake! I will never dare to do it again!"

Lao Yang, who was crying and crying, curled up in a ball on the ground, crying and begging.

Damn, Damn! How could it hurt so much?!

Lin Yi shook his head and smiled: "Actually, I really like the arrogant and arrogant look of you, Dacai, very much."

"Little brother, the winner is decided, don't hurt the harmony." The bartender put down the glass he was rubbing and said with a smile to Lin Yi.

The scene is really beyond his expectations. Although Lin Yi was of course capable of judging by his hard-working eyes, he never expected that Lin Yi would hold on to Old Yang's hand and almost kneel down and beg for mercy.

However, he saw some of the tricks Lin Yi used to grab Lao Yang's hand...it was interesting.

"Uncle, it's him who is going to hurt his anger. How do I know if he will attack me with his backhand after letting go?" Lin Yi pinched the acupuncture points of the little doctor immortals who abused him with one hand, and raised his head and smiled at the middle-aged bartender.

The bartender shook his head and smiled: "No, be careful to get a long-term life, but since I spoke, I will naturally be responsible for protecting you."

"I'm reading a little, uncle, won't you lie to me, right?" Lin Yi tried hard in his hand, making the dishonest Lao Yang scream again.

"Guaranteed in the name of the Mercenary Tavern." said the middle-aged bartender lightly.

"Since you said so, I naturally have to give you this face." Lin Yi was also happy and let go of the middle-aged man's promise.

"Then I'll thank you for giving me Yuan Tiangang's face." The middle-aged bartender pushed the iced boiled water that had been prepared for Lin Yi to the bar: "I'm treating this glass to my little brother."

Lin Yi curled his lips and sat down: "If I had known it was uncle, I would have had a big glass of iced boiled water if I had treated me."

Watching the fun: "?.?"

The bartender shook his head and smiled and continued to wipe the cup.

And the moment when the constant pain stopped coming, Old Yang had already stared at his legs away as if nothing had happened, he picked up the iced boiled water and looked at Lin Yilan on the side.

In just a few minutes, cold sweat soaked his mercenary uniform.

At this moment, listening to the silence of the chattering in the tavern, and with his sarcastic gazes around him, he wanted to escape from this place that made him lose all his face.

But he was unwilling to give up!

No matter what, he is a well-known figure in this area, but today he was so humiliated by a young man!

If he escapes like a stray dog, he will really be in this world in the future?!

He would tolerate his skills, but he was not! He was just sneak attacked because of his carelessness...

Resentment and hatred filled his eyes.

"Tsk tsk, if you don't have the ability, you can learn to show off your body. Isn't it embarrassing?"

"Tsk, I thought it would be a little bit like this arrogant person, but I didn't expect it to be a silver wax gun tip."

"Oh, these days, you really dare to jump out of nothing, and the times have changed."

"He didn't pee just now, did he?"

"This guy was so domineering just now! He was handsome and his fists were hard. I fell in love with him!"

"What's the origin of this little brother? He has such strength at such a young age. In our Wutan City, isn't it unknown?"

"Maybe they are children from big families from other cities..."

Lin Yi didn't care about this. After taking a sip of ice boiled water, he said to Yuan Tiangang: "Uncle, do you have any requirements for taking on the task?"

"There are no requirements. As long as there is no major bad record, after registering mercenaries determine the initial level based on their strength, they can accept the corresponding tasks according to their mercenary level."

Yuan Tiangang thought to himself: "So that's it, this little guy is an inexperienced."

"So that's the case." Lin Yi suddenly realized: "Uncle, where do I want to register?"

"Register here in the Wutan City area, but the mercenaries are doing business of licking blood from the knife. You have to think clearly." Yuan Tiangang looked at Lin Yi and reminded him lightly, as usual, that this was a kind warning from the mercenary union to every newcomer.

Although few people care about it.

"I understand, a long-winded uncle." Lin Yi waved his hand: "I want to register, how can I go about the process?"

Yuan Tiangang didn't care: "Strength."

Lin Yi thought for a while: "Fighter 2nd section."

"Hmm? Release the fighting spirit." Yuan Tiangang frowned. How could such strength be able to subdue that stupid person with one move?

"boom!!"

Lin Yi did not hide, and the momentum of Douzhe's second section was released.

The tavern was in an instant.

This little white face is actually the second stage of the fighter? That old Yang is too useless, right?!

One move... isn't embarrassing?!
To be continued...