As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

They winked at each other, gradually narrowed the encirclement, and one said with a smirk:

"Why isn't your powerful-looking bodyguard here today? Why don't you give us all the money you have on your body, and we promise to help you with everything. What do you think of this proposal?"

Chapter 61 It's our stuff!

"Very good offer."

The man in black stretched out a finger to them:

"But I brought a lot of money...so, you have to pay the same price."

"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over all the gold coins!"

A gangster slammed a stick at his shoulder:

"Otherwise I will make you suffer!"

The man in black stood quietly on the spot, allowing him to smash the stick on his shoulder.

"Bang!"

The stick made a strange movement.

It seemed that what was hit was not a human body, but a piece of tough wood.

"What's going on... is this guy wearing soft armor?"

The gangster felt his arm go numb, and retreated in surprise.

"Are you stupid? Don't you know how to knock his head!"

Another gangster came over and pushed him away, cursing and threatening:

"Hey, old man! I advise you to hand over the money honestly, or I will beat your head to pieces, and then strip you naked, not even leaving a pair of pants!"

"is it?"

The man in black laughed.

A heavy purse protruded from under his robe and was placed in front of the bastard.

"Ha! That's the wise man."

The gangster said with satisfaction, and grabbed the money bag.

"It's strange... His hands are obviously on both sides, how did he get out this bag of money?"

The gangster next to him scratched his head and said puzzledly.

"It doesn't matter how he takes it out, as long as he gives the money."

The gangster who took the money bag grabbed a handful of coins from it, laughed and said:

"The harvest this time is really not small. This old man is indeed a fat sheep. We should have robbed him directly last time."

"what!!"

Suddenly a gangster screamed and sat down on the ground in fright.

"—He, he has a third hand!"

He pointed at the man in black and shouted, his face was full of horror.

Only then did the other two realize that the one holding the money bag just now was not a real arm, but a pitch-black paw.

"Shh, shh, shh..."

The robe of the man in black trembled.

From under his clothes, countless tentacle-like things protruded slowly;

"Equivalent exchange... has always been my trading principle."

He smiled darkly:

"Since you have taken my money, you should pay it back with something of equal value."

Following his words, the weird flying tentacles in the air suddenly exploded, filled the nearby space in an instant, and pressed towards the three of them overwhelmingly!

"what sound?"

The silver-haired girl vaguely heard screams coming from afar.

She turned her head vigilantly and looked in the direction of the sound.

"—The gangsters in the Black Street often kill each other, probably someone was injured in the battle."

The old messenger sighed:

"We also know that the law and order in this place is very poor, but there is no way, who makes the rent around here the cheapest."

"Fortunately, they generally don't harass orphanages. As long as our people don't go deep into the streets, they won't be attacked."

He put a stack of letters on the table:

"This is the donation application received recently, much more than before, and it's all thanks to you."

The old messenger stood up and bowed his head deeply to her again:

"It was you who saved those poor children... If it wasn't for you, they would probably still be living inhumanly miserable lives like before."

——Beside the two, the children were happily eating dinner.

Some people secretly played with the toys brought by the silver-haired girl while eating, and played with friends from time to time, making the whole restaurant look chaotic.

Their age is generally between 5 and 15 years old, which is the period when they are playful and playful, and they immediately become lively after receiving the order to lift the ban.

"By the way, where's Cole?"

Ai Wen remembered the little pickpocket who was good at acting, and found that the other party was not in the restaurant:

"Why isn't he here?"

"I'll let him and the two strong boys go to the gate and wait for the carriage you mentioned, my lord."

The old messenger replied respectfully:

"During this period of time, he was helping to deal with the chores in the orphanage... Please rest assured, he is a very smart little guy, and he will never make mistakes easily."

"Let him come back to eat first, there is no need to wait hungry."

The silver-haired girl frowned and said:

"I still don't know when the carriage over there will come."

"Hehe, Cole is a very responsible kid, he won't give up his job casually."

The old messenger stroked his beard and smiled:

"Of course, if you care about them, you can send someone to send some food over there, and it will be fine."

"Alright."

The silver-haired girl nodded and picked up the orphanage's documents.

——She was going to find a quiet place to take a good look at these things.

Even with Elena's help, I can't be the hands-off shopkeeper, I have to do something.

After she left, the sound in the restaurant immediately quieted down.

The children looked at this side in fear, and the people who were playing around stopped their movements.

"Who did she meet just now?"

The old messenger asked the staff next to him to come over and asked in a low voice.

"The two over there."

The staff member answered his question in a low voice, then pointed to the two little girls.

"Bring them here."

said the old messenger.

"—No. 85, No. 137."

Looking at the two timidly standing in front of him, the old messenger ordered with a smile on his face:

"Now I want to give you a task, take the food out and give it to Cole and the others, understand?"

"Yes, my lord."

The girl holding the little bear replied in fear, and took the food.

Watching the two leave, the old messenger narrowed his eyes.

"Don't blame me, poor boy."

He whispered to himself:

"This is the fate you deserve... even God cannot change it."

……

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"Tack-tack..." The sound of horseshoes sounded.

Under the dark night, a carriage came galloping and stopped at the entrance of the orphanage.

"finally come."

Cole, who had been waiting in front of the door for a long time, was refreshed!

He wiped the cream from his mouth and said to the two boys behind him:

"Stop eating, prepare to move things."

"Are you the ones in charge of moving?"

The brim of the coachman's hat was pulled down, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.

He looked at the three little boys and asked in a low voice.