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　　 Of course, the route back is not just going back. There is a teleportation array in the guild’s small courtyard. After entering, you will directly exit the magic array from the first floor to the second floor, which is no different from the second floor.

　　 "Um~~~~~ It’s so convenient~~~"

　　 Half-elf Evelyn stretched a long way, and when he came to the street in a district with the flow of people, he turned to look at a few people behind and asked, "Now that the guild is built, what are you going to do next?"

"Of course we are..." The swordsman was about to speak with a YD smile on Jill's shoulders, suddenly realizing something, turning his head and looking at Maria next to Lott, and then When Xiang Half-elf was right, he said with a righteous expression: "Let's disband first and go back to each house."

　　 "Cut~~~"

　　 "Let's do this first."

　　 "Goodbye everyone."

　　 "See you big brother tomorrow."

　　 Several female members left first.

Looking at their backs, Jill turned his head and looked at Lot. Just about to speak, he was immediately covered by the swordsman next to him, and then said with a smile: "If there is nothing wrong, we will also leave the big brother, you and yours When the housekeeper goes back, be careful on the road."

　　 After finishing talking, he pulled the stunned Jill and ran to the convoy of Yao sister who was beckoning here not far away.

　　 "What are you going to do next?"

　　 Maria glanced at the direction of the swordsman, and finally stared at Lott, for fear that he would follow him to the kiln. The swordsman also saw this, so she didn't take him with him.

In fact, they did think too much. Lot didn't have much interest in the kiln or something—the girls with heavy make-ups were not as pretty as the imperial sisters in masked night gowns in front of them, and the goblins in the hall of the domain were watching all the time. Here it is.

　　 Lot is very convinced that if he dares to go to the kiln, the goblins will definitely watch it live in the name of protection!

　　 "Go and see how Vickers is doing." Lott replied.

　　 before instructing the goblins to make two kinds of buildings: the auction house and the chamber of commerce trading center. For the entertainment street, because of the huge amount of work, you have to wait for Lot to go back before planning.

The current time is about 17 o'clock in the summer and autumn season. It is already close to dusk. Although there is still a lot of people on the street, they are basically walking in the direction of the front exit. The whole looks like office workers who have finished their work day. The same, it's just that the'office workers' all have a vicious look on their faces.

Lott followed the flow of people and observed the roadside situation. He was walking towards the exit, so on the right is a row of main building facilities belonging to the dungeon, such as the card house, the bank, the large dining hall, the large bathhouse, the lottery house, and Tavern.

Many adventurers start to flock to the tavern after they are'off get off work'. After all, this is the only place where there is a drinking atmosphere. Although there is wine in the cafeteria, it is a place to eat and it is not suitable for a drink-although this tavern is also If it is not suitable, and the body is not strong, it is easy to be stunned and let the guard throw it out.

　　 But now...

When 　　 Lott passed by, he noticed that the size of the tavern had increased a lot, and there was no drunkard who lay down and fainted at the door like yesterday.

what happened?

　　 Lott reported this question and pushed the door open. There was still a noisy sound of throwing wine bottles inside, but they were not fighting.

　　 The mercenaries here are no longer messing with K people like crazy dogs like yesterday, they actually took the initiative to transform this into a boxing ring:

Surrounded by various smashed tables and chairs, a large square ring was surrounded. Two warriors who were not afraid of death were shirtless and playing wrestling games with each other. The men around were shouting and cheering while putting their hands into bottles. He poured his drink violently into his mouth, and when he saw that the side he supported had lost, he slammed to the ground with a slap, and then shook his arms and went on the court in person.

　　The bartender now not only sells alcohol, but also holds a scoreboard to record the chips for each adventurer, and at the same time distributes the lottery ticket as a voucher-a posture to compete with the lottery shop next door.

　　 "I remember... this is the place to vent their emotions to these bandits... Forget it, it's the same."

　　 Lott turned his head and looked at the death knights sitting by the wall, each of them hugged their arms and lowered their heads as if they were dozing off-they were happy when the lunatics didn't go crazy anymore.

But when Lott looked over, every death knight seemed to be awakened in his sleep, and all stood up with a swish. This feeling is like a gang of soldiers who suddenly came to visit the leader. That's at a loss.

Lott looked at them and shook his head, just about to go out. At this moment, one of the villains was pouring himself a bottle of wine while swaying over. When he saw Lott wearing an exquisite armor that was different from here, Immediately grinned and said:

　　 "Oh, where's the young man, dare to come here to have fun?"

　　 When the person next to listen, UU reads www. uukanshu.com turned their heads to look around, and then showed a look that looks good, but more of them looked at Maria, who was wearing a night gown next to him.

　　 The drunkard in front of him finished speaking, turned his head to look aside, his eyes glowed suddenly, wiped the corner of his mouth, flicked the bottle in his hand, and said loudly: "Men can roll, women can stay with me..."

　　 Just halfway through this guy's words, the death knight who came over immediately pinched his neck from behind, and then slammed it back. The guy screamed and flew into the pile of death knights behind...

　　 Lot crossed his arms and watched the guy who had been foamed at the mouth by a group of dead horses who had been punched and kicked, and said coldly: "Just let him go after just one or two hours."

　　 One or two hours? ? ? Whether this guy can survive the next second is unknown!

　　 The sound of fists to the flesh made the scalp numb of the people around, and no one dared to squeak, just watched it quietly.

At this time, the knights all stopped after they hit halfway. Just when everyone was relieved, one of them reached out and grabbed one of the fainted bully’s legs, dragging it aside like a dead dog. In the green healing circle, after waiting for a few seconds, as the death knight violently kicked the guy's side face, he woke up, but was fainted by the surrounding knights again...

The bandits in the tavern looked black at the unlucky person who was beaten to doubt their lives in the healing circle, and finally swallowed, watching the young man leave with fear, but even after he left, they were still there. There is no sign of stopping:

　　 I want to be credible when I come out and beat him for an hour or two, and he will have to be beaten for an hour or two.

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