Chapter 36

Ron didn't stop the unexpected discordant sound, just frowned.

Sean shook his head. The businessman was profit seeking and suspicious. Ron really inherited it all. Of course, it's not Ron's fault. It can only be said that the environment in which he lives is like this. There's no way.

But

Sean finally glanced up at the strong man standing behind fox.

This is a very burly man. Sean suspects that this man has the blood of the bear family, but it should have been hundreds of years ago. The blood in his body should have become very thin. What remains now is only the obvious feature of being burly. For people like this, the occupation they usually choose must be mainly defensive. After all, they will have an effect bonus similar to that on attributes.

But this man is not so.

He is wearing a willow nail breastplate, which is a kind of crude armor that uses willow nails to fix the armor pieces, and then uses shoulder straps to connect the front and rear armor pieces, so as to wear it on the body and only focus on the defense of the heart. However, the armor is simple, but there has been an increase in other aspects. The most obvious is that the coordination and movement range of both hands can be greatly increased, and the behavior habits and characteristics of people using this armor are also clear at a glance.

In the Nordic Empire, there was an advanced profession called crazy warrior. Its standard armor was the style of willow nail breastplate.

However, the burly man in front of him can never be a crazy soldier, because it is a standard level 5 special occupation. Ron, as long as there is one such person, and then casually matched with a dozen third-level occupations, it is enough to sweep the dog headed man tribe.

So Sean's eyes, after only a slight pause on his body, looked at his hands - the range of his hands was slightly open, the bones and joints were raised, and both palms had calluses, which was obviously the result of long-term use of long weapons. Combined with the figure and dress of this burly man, Sean has determined his career development.

A Hercules.

After looking at the man, Sean looked at Ron again: "it seems that Mr. Ron doesn't trust me very much."

"That's not what I mean." Ron didn't expect that Sean would ignore his subordinates so simply, but when he handed over the command to Sean, Ron was also not at ease, because there were no facts to prove that Ron was an excellent commander, not to mention that Sean was only second-order.

This class represents the meaning of "Apprentice" on the miracle continent.

"Bang!"

The strong man crossed fox, slapped his hands on the table and made a loud noise, attracting the eyes of others in the hotel hall.

"Kid, I tell you, the real commander of the team is me!" The strong man said in a deep voice. His voice was really like a roaring violent bear. "Ha, it's just a second-class soldier. He actually wants to be a commander or command a team composed of third-class strength. Can such an absurd thing happen in the world?"

"When we passed through the forest of stars and meteorites, the others in the team were all third-order strength." Cecilia glanced at the strong man and said, "by the way, Sean was only a first-class mercenary at that time."

Cecilia's voice was very quiet, not as loud as a strong man, but the three people opposite heard it clearly.

"This is the funniest joke I've heard this year." The strong man's angry face had disappeared, and all that remained was a sneer, "first-class mercenary?"

The irony is obvious.

Cecilia was not angry, but glanced at it from bottom to top. It was like a cook observing which texture was more appropriate to cut the knife. As Cecilia's eyes swept over, the strong man felt a tingling illusion. At this moment, he understood that the little girl in front of him had really experienced killing, and her strength could threaten his safety. Otherwise, he could not have this illusion.

But, a little girl, how is it possible?

"You're afraid." Cecilia and the strong man looked at each other, and then showed a smile. It should have been a bright and friendly smile, but there was a chill. "But also, how can a muscular person like you understand the profound meaning of the word" wisdom "? I really shouldn't be too demanding for just a pig. "

The strong man snorted angrily, stretched out his hand and grabbed it at Cecilia: "little girl, do you want to die!"

"Da".

Sean's hand suddenly rested on the strong man's wrist and stopped the strong man's further movement: "enough."

Ron and fox standing behind him frowned slightly.

They could see that the strong man didn't exert all his strength at the moment, but they also knew that the ancestor of the strong man had the blood of the bear family, so even if he didn't exert all his strength, it was not something that ordinary people could stop at will. But Sean just stretched out his hand and stopped the strong man's action. Even if Sean had tried his best at the moment, it was enough to prove that Sean's strength could not be measured by the general second-order degree.

The strong man was a little surprised that Sean could stop his movements by stretching out his hand, but he was soon dazzled by anger and shame, and subconsciously increased the movements on his hands. At this moment, he was no longer as simple as trying to reach out to catch Cecilia. If he can't even handle a second-class kid, how can he continue to be a guard in the black cat chamber of Commerce?

Feeling the increasing strength of the strong man, Sean immediately found that even if he tried his best, he could not stop it, because the strong man was absolutely better than himself in strength. But if the other party hurt Cecilia in front of himself, Sean would never like to see it, because she is a relative after she came to this world!

If a loved one is injured but he has no ability to stop it, it is definitely a tragedy!

In an instant, Sean's eyes suddenly changed, and his killing intention and momentum emerged from him. He said coldly, "don't force me to cut off your hand."

As he said this, Sean's left hand had grasped the scabbard of Charles's sword.

"You try!" When the strong man raised his eyebrows, his strength increased again.

Cecilia's lips moved, and the smell of magic began to radiate in the hotel. The elements from the air became active instantly, and the surrounding temperature increased significantly, which is a typical fluctuation of fire element. Originally, this element fluctuation should not be so easily detected, but after all, this is a small hotel, the surrounding air circulation is not particularly smooth, and the room density is small, so it produces such obvious characteristics.

When fox felt the fluctuation of element breath and the murderous intention emanating from Sean, his face could not be as calm as before.

At this moment, he realized that neither he nor Ron, nor even the whole black cat chamber of Commerce, underestimated the man named Sean, and even the magic apprentice around him did not receive due attention.

"Stop!" Fox shouted in a deep voice. His voice was as loud as a raging wave, but it was only transmitted to Sean and his men. They were shocked and stopped involuntarily.

He didn't dare to frighten Cecilia in this way, because everyone knew that the magic fluctuation of the magician was related to the spirit. If he did so, I'm afraid the little girl would be hurt. He knew very well that young master Ron came to the soldier for help this time. It doesn't matter if it's just a little trial, but it's not the purpose of this trip to really offend the other party.

Sean also glanced at fox. He didn't know the man's name, but he knew the other party's strength. But until now, he found that the other party was actually a silver master - according to the level in the game, this person belongs to level 5 and level 6. But he was a little surprised. Since Ron had such bodyguards, even if the black cat chamber of Commerce didn't send someone to support him, he and more than a dozen third-class strong men would be enough to flatten the dog headed man tribe. After all, although the tribe was numerous, it was only a group of second-class and third-class mobs at best.

But now, Sean didn't want to pay attention to the reason why the master didn't do it. His eyes moved back to the strong man and said coldly, "your name."

"Hum." The strong man snorted proudly.

"Since there is no name, it doesn't matter." Sean slowly stood up, reached out and stroked Cecilia's head, indicating that she didn't have to be nervous, and then turned to look at the strong man, "since you think I'm too weak to be a commander, let's have a competition Bastard. "

"What are you talking about!" The strong man flew into a rage.

"No matter in which era, the bear nationality is an orc and a humanoid race." Sean's mouth turned slightly, which was an equally obvious and extremely mocking look. "In the early era of recovery, there was a war between humans and orcs, and there were countless captives on both sides. Later, a new breed of orcs was born. From the perspective of blood, it was obviously a hybrid product. And you also have the blood of orcs and bears, which proves that your ancestors are orcs, the offspring of a breed born through hybridization, not hybrids. What is it? "

"I'll kill you!" The strong man has red eyes and green tendons.

"Hank!" Ron suddenly let out an angry drink, which made the strong man wake up a little.

"Even with a name, the hybrid product is still a hybrid product." Cecilia said coldly, "I have a hybrid dog. Even if I give it a name, it can't change the fact that it's a hybrid dog."

"Drink!" The strong man named hank suddenly clenched his fist, his momentum burst out, and then the next fist waved towards Cecilia's face.

The fist wind is like a blade, which makes people feel a burst of pain.

The cold light flashed, and the dark cold air burst out.

The strong man's fist was only waved, and he stopped abruptly. His eyes turned red and looked at Sean.

Between the two sides, the wooden table has been divided in two.

Sean's sword is out of its sheath.

"Bastard, your opponent is me." Sean's eyes were cold and murderous. "Dare you fight?"

========Split line========

At night, the computer doesn't know why, it suddenly collapsed, all the interfaces are gone, and there is only a desktop wallpaper. My egg is broken!!! This chapter is later reworded after the computer was adjusted. No more nonsense, there will be another chapter later!!