Honor Mage

The sun had already climbed into the sky, and the golden sunlight shone dazzlingly on the entire street.Grant put a lot of medicinal materials in his storage space. The storage space is different from the magic pet space. His current storage space can only hold [-] catties of things in total. Fortunately, those medicinal materials are less than [-] catties, and there are still some places left .Now that he has finished these, he is ready to go to that shop. .

According to the memory in the game, he knew that there was a player who had just entered the game before and encountered a very strong bow here. It was because of the sharpness of the bow that he took the heads of many orcs. Once became the top [-] upgraders on the ranking list.

"Squeak~~"

A dark alley corner, very damp on both sides, a musty smell and moss everywhere, this kind of alley corner is rarely visited by people, especially high-ranking nobles disdain such dirty places, but ordinary poor and The mercenaries didn't care at all, they seemed to be the corner of the house, the black hard mouse that was never missing, and survived tenaciously.

Grant, who was wearing a short shirt and long flaxen hair, stared at the front with some doubts. It should indeed be this road, so he accelerated forward. Thinking of the bow, he knew that he should get it as much as possible. If he could get this bow, then go to In the case of Gainyi Forest, Grizzly and Heilu are in close combat, and he is in charge of long-distance combat. This combination is absolutely perfect.

He quickly turned around a few streets, and there were dilapidated and old houses on both sides. He frowned, glanced at both sides with displeasure, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, no wonder they couldn't find that place in the previous life." As for the bow, it turned out to be in such a remote location, I really don't know how they found it here. It seems that I am indeed lost."

Grant was a little depressed. He felt familiar before, but now he can't seem to find a place.He took a few steps forward and found a dozen or so middle-aged men in sackcloth, idling around, looking around boredly, their disheveled dirty hair, and bad looks all showed that they were dirty favorites, bullying the poor the gangsters.Seeing them, Grant thought of a good way to get it out of their mouths.

He first understood that it must be stupid to ask.The gangsters in Glory World don't have that kind of kindness. They see that you have no strength, so they can completely squeeze you, as if it's just for hobby.Therefore, he still intends to show his strength, but there may be soldiers passing by this place, so he doesn't dare to fight here.So, like a magic trick, Grant took out a dozen silver coins that had just been exchanged from the reserve space. In this world, one gold coin is equivalent to ten silver coins. He put it in the money bag and strode towards the next street. There was a crisp silver bell sounding from the dangling purse.

Seven or eight thugs were holding hay in their mouths, and were discussing idly which woman's breasts were plump, when Grant yelled for his life, their eyes were stunned, and malice soon appeared.

It is difficult to see ordinary teenagers in this kind of place. Although they are gangsters, there are many mercenaries they cannot provoke. Looking at this cowardly teenager, the voice in the money bag made them greedy.

"How about it? John, do you want to go up and blackmail that kid? I can tell that there must be more than a dozen silver coins in the money bag. I just don't have money on hand right now."

"I also happen to be short of money, so let us brothers spend the money together."

"Yes, let's catch sheep here."

The seven or eight gangsters were all young people in their twenties. Although their bodies were not as muscular as a mercenary's, they were all solid. Seven gangsters teamed up to deal with a mercenary was enough.Usually, when they saw some people who were weaker than them and had a little money in their hands, they would describe catching sheep to show that they were hunting prey.

On the attics on both sides, some gray-haired old men were sitting there. They noticed that there were seven gangsters following a young man. They knew that these gangsters were doing bad things again, but they didn't dare to speak loudly for fear of getting angry. This group of rascals, they could only hold their breath, hoping that the boy would escape from their escape range.

Grant was walking on a dilapidated street with almost no pedestrians, with huge mental power shrouding both sides, he could sense the seven gangsters following him closely.After realizing that the timing was almost the same, a deep smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Shua!" He turned his head suddenly, staring straight at the back, his gaze opened the eyes of the seven gangsters behind him like lightning, and couldn't help but staggered a few steps. It feels like maggots are wrapped around them.

"Brothers, don't be afraid, he is just a boy with no hair yet, get ready to grab the silver coins." The leader of the gangsters realized that they would be afraid of a young man, and he felt it was a deep shame.

The cheeks of some gangsters around were slightly red, and a crimson blush crept over them quietly, and the roots of their ears couldn't help but blush, they were indeed a little embarrassed.

"Yes, if we come to catch sheep."

When Grant heard what they said, his expression didn't change, like a bottomless lake, he couldn't understand what he was thinking at all, and said coldly, "Do you want the silver coins in my hand?"

"Nonsense, brothers go up and snatch this fat sheep." A famous gangster yelled, they didn't care what the other party thought, they just wanted to snatch all the silver coins from the other party, and they didn't care about him so much.

"Huh! Huh!"

The two gangsters shook their fists and swung them directly at Grant. The whistling fists made the gangsters very proud. The skills they had trained in fighting all the year round were not just for show.

Grant sneered, and the mental power contained in the deepest part of his mind suddenly swept across both sides like an ocean. The invisible mental power swept across their bodies like a shock wave. Their expressions changed, and they felt the tingling pain in their minds. Feeling, they covered their heads one after another, and some gangsters with strong mental strength also gritted their silver teeth, trying to get rid of the weird boy in front of them.

"I know your personalities very well, let you be afraid of me first." Grant disappeared in the same place in a second, like a cheetah, suddenly pounced on the nearest gangster, punched down, bloody and fleshy, and the tip of his nose All the bones shattered and shattered, blood red blood splashed in mid-air.

"Ah~~" The gangster felt the pain in the face through the nerves, which made him twitch uncontrollably. He screamed bitterly. After Grant finished him, he continued to deal with other gangsters. He took advantage of this opportunity, He desperately covered his nose and rolled back and forth on the ground.

Level three, which is equivalent to the skill of an elite mercenary to deal with a dozen or so small gangsters.

Satisfied, Grant got rid of all of them in two or three strokes. He found the nearest bastard who could still talk and bent down to ask, "Do you know any weapon shops that just opened near here?"

"Ouch~~~" The gangster's face was pale, the pain on his shoulder made him roll back and forth, he ignored Grant's words, which made Grant's face unhappy, and he stepped on his chest with a strong force, which made the gangster unhappy Yayu was hit by a big rock.

"Sigh~~"

He took a deep breath and felt the bone-piercing pain all over his body. He no longer dared to ignore Grant's threat, and hurriedly said: "Just turn left here twice, and then go straight, there is no A place that young mercenaries like."

"Oh, I see." After Grant nodded, he prepared to go without looking back.

Some old men upstairs stared at the departing young man with shocked eyes. Their eyes were dull, and their small mouths were round enough to fit an egg in. Their well-trained skills might be those of elite mercenaries.

The gangster covered his chest, and squeezed out a dozen words with difficulty: "Why didn't you attack us in the first place, but led you here."

Grant paused, turned his head and whispered, "Because it's not safe for you there, what if there are guards? I'm not a man who takes risks in small things." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the shop.