"Da da da… "
Leaving the tavern, Richard was walking back to the laboratory with his suitcase in hand. As he walked, his eyes flashed, he turned his head and looked at the street in front and back, and raised his eyebrows little by little.
Quiet, too quiet.
During the day, the entire street was deserted.
this…
Suddenly, Richard seemed to hear something and turned his head to look at the street.
"Da da da… "
The sound of dense footsteps sounded, and the next moment a large number of people suddenly rushed out of the street, wearing gray linen clothes, holding weapons, and looking fiercely. The person at the front pointed his finger and shouted, "Right there! Charge!"
"Wow!"
A large number of people rushed over quickly.
If ordinary people saw this scene, most of them would turn around and run away in fright, but Richard blinked and did not move. Following the gaze of the group of people rushing over, he turned to look at the end of the street.
As expected, we saw a group of people rushing out from the end of the street. Different from those with weapons, the new ones have empty hands and strong bodies. Each of them has bulging muscles. They can be called muscle monsters, or... muscle guys.
The muscle guys were not polite when they saw the people holding weapons. Even though they were unarmed, they still roared loudly and rushed forward side by side to face the people holding weapons. They showed no fear and overwhelming momentum.
Richard was sandwiched between two groups of people. He looked this way and then that side, and found that both ends of the street were blocked by people from both sides, making it impossible to get out. Based on the speed at which both parties were traveling, he was exactly at the point of contact between the two parties.
Well, this...
Richard pursed his lips, not wanting to participate in this street gang fight that had nothing to do with him. He stepped towards one side of the street, leaving the frontal battlefield to both sides.
Of course, necessary protective measures were also taken - silently reciting a spell in his mouth to activate Ring No. 1.
The lightness of the wind, the brute force of the wind, Pierce's nerve sensitivity, and accelerated recovery were all released and blessed.
Richard felt the air quickly gather towards him, like armor being applied to his body, his strength was increased, it was like a spring cushioning his feet, and his flexibility was improved. The hairs on the skin surface stand up and the perception is enhanced. Cell activity in the body increases, and recovery from physical strength and injuries is accelerated.
"boom!"
At this time, the people holding weapons and the muscular men had collided hard and started a head-on battle.
Richard saw that the man holding the weapon was not polite and kept slashing at the muscular man with the knife, causing blood to flow wildly. The muscular man roared angrily, swung out his fist as big as a casserole, and the man holding the weapon opened his flesh and blood, screaming in agony.
"ah!"
"Bang! Bang!"
The battle continued, people kept falling to the ground, and the winner was gradually determined.
Muscular men are obviously good at fighting, and their physical combat power is a whole level higher than those holding weapons. But... a person holding a weapon does not have enough fighting power. With a weapon, the attack power is more than two orders of magnitude stronger than that of a muscular man - it is difficult to kill someone with a punch, but with a knife, it can kill someone if it hits the vital point.
The men holding weapons kept slashing with their swords, and after a short stalemate, they beat the muscular men back.
The men holding weapons shouted and attacked continuously, slowly surrounding the muscular men in a small circle.
At this time, some people who were idle and armed with weapons finally discovered the "alternative" existence of Richard standing on the side of the street.
A man with red hair looked at Richard and asked in a bad tone: "Hey, boy, who are you?"
"passerby."
"..." The red-haired man's eyes widened, as if he heard something incredible, "Passing by? Passing by, what are you doing here?"
"You have blocked the road. If I don't stay here, what else can I do?" Richard said, looking at the red-haired man and asking, "Now that your battle is almost over, can I leave?" "
"Well, that..."
"Since you don't refuse, then I'll leave." Richard said, pushing away the person who was blocking him, and carrying the wooden box, he was about to walk aside.
The red-haired man was stunned for a moment. He scratched his head and felt that nothing was wrong, but he felt that something was wrong.
"Wait a minute!" The red-haired man suddenly figured it out and shouted behind Richard, "You... stop!"
"What?" Richard stopped and looked at the red-haired man.
"Aren't you afraid of us?" the red-haired man asked strangely.
"Why should I be afraid of you?" Richard asked.
"Uh..." The red-haired man was speechless, but the next moment he said with some annoyance, "We are members of the Hongsk Gang, don't you dare be afraid! Boy, you are unlucky to meet us, we are not allowed to leave so easily! You … Keep the box inside your hand!”
Richard said: "Are you sure?"
"Sure!"
"But the things in the box are of little use to you."
"Then you have to stay."
"Huh." Richard breathed out, looked at the red-haired man, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What if I don't stay?"
The red-haired man became angry, waved his hand and said to the person next to him: "Teach him a lesson! Just let him know how powerful he is!"
"Crash!" Some of the people holding weapons continued to besiege the surrounded muscular men, while the other group rushed towards Richard.
Richard's expression became a little helpless.
Is this... considered an unprovoked trouble
With a slight sigh, Richard placed the wooden box in his hand on the ground to prevent it from being destroyed, and then looked at the people with weapons coming towards him.
"brush!"
One person was holding a rusty long knife and slashed. Richard ducked away, then kicked out the other person's body. He kicked the other person out like a bird with broken wings, and smashed him with it. Several people fell.
"brush!"
One person held an ax and swung it down. Richard hit the other person on the wrist, causing the other person to suffer pain and drop the weapon. Then he clenched his hand and turned it into a fist, hitting the opponent's chest hard.
With a "bang", the opponent flew out vomiting blood.
"brush!"
A man wielded a long sword and swung it down. Richard struck out like lightning, clamped the blade directly with his fingers, and pulled hard, causing the attacker's body to fall forward unbalanced. Richard grabbed the opponent's clothes, lifted the opponent like a weapon, and swung the opponent fiercely towards the attackers who were approaching.
"Bang bang bang", the sound of impact continued, mixed with the sound of broken bones, and a large number of people fell quickly.
Others continued to charge fiercely.
After looking at it, Richard shook his head slightly and said to himself: "Courage is admirable, but... why bother."
The next moment, Richard kicked away the man who came up to him again, reached out from his arms and took out a small tube of golden potion - the undiluted "Spartan Heroic Potion".
After opening the lid and taking a sip, he stretched out his body completely. He looked at everyone and said calmly: "How about discussing something? You guys come together, I... am in a hurry."
"Damn it! Hack this kid to death!" The man holding the weapon felt despised, shouted angrily, and rushed forward quickly.
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