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When Beta heard this, she was a little strange, but she still asked the waiter to invite people in.
The city lord is a young man, although he can't be said to be very handsome, but at least he has good features. After he came in, he performed a meeting ceremony among the nobles without being humble, and then said: "It's a pleasure to meet you, powerful red priest, Your Excellency Beta."
As soon as Beta heard this, he knew that the city lord definitely had his own intelligence network.
"My name is Darren, Darren Bush." The young man smiled kindly, and at the same time he nodded to Shirley.
Beta asked him to sit down, and then said: "It is a great honor for the city lord to come, but this is not my home, so I can't entertain you properly."
"You are too polite." Darren said with a smile on his face: "This time, I mainly want to meet you. I have always admired your deeds. Like you, you are not afraid of powerful enemies and dare to fight against others." There are fewer and fewer nobles now."
What Darren is talking about is the situation that nobles generally face now. There are only a handful of nobles who are willing to fight on the front line, or face to face with others. They now like to hide behind the scenes, directing their subordinates to fight and die.
So like Beta, a nobleman with a noble name, who not only dared to provoke the royal family, but also had explosive combat power, was simply a hair and horns. Darren only knew of two such people, one was Greenton, a strong man who had been promoted to the legendary level, and the other was the red priest in front of him, Beta.
The former is a half-elf, already over 300 years old, he has been promoted to legend, at least he has hundreds of years of life left, the royal family is already considering making him the Grand Duke of Protector, but this red priest, looking young, but I have also done a lot of great things, and I don't know if it is the talents cultivated by that family.
Beta replied modestly, and then said: "I don't know how the city lord knows what happened to me before?"
This question sounds very unqualified, but those who know the way of it can understand the meaning contained in it. Darren dismissed the question with a haha, and then said, "What do you think of this city?"
how? Beta felt that the other party's question was a bit strange, so he asked back: "What is it? If you refer to the prosperity of the city, then there are few places more prosperous than this city."
"It's just that this kind of prosperity doesn't belong to its real owner."
After Darren finished speaking, he looked at Beta with burning eyes, observing the other's expression.
Beta knew the meaning of the other party's words, he just pretended not to understand and said: "You are the lord of the city, this city does not belong to you, who else can it belong to."
Sometimes, pretending to be confused is also a skill. In just two or three sentences, Beta already understood the meaning of the city lord Darren, but he was too lazy to intervene in the struggle of these noble forces. It is not a relationship of insufficient interests, but a lack of time. He needs to establish his own territory first, and then use the ability of Goddess Wojin to find a way to gain a seat in the holy war. So he has no way, and no intention to participate in the behavior of other forces.
Time is very urgent for him now.
Seeing Beta's statement, Darren chuckled, and said, "It seems that Your Excellency Beta is not as passionate and brave as the rumors say."
"It depends on the situation and who." Beta smiled slightly.
What he meant was that your city lord Darren is not worth my hard work for you.
Darren also heard that he understood the meaning, although he felt a little unhappy, he didn't show it, he still smiled and said: "Indeed, your Excellency and I are not related, but I believe that there is still justice and justice in this world. In many things, it is not only interests that can make people take action.”
Facing the staring Darren, Beta did not reply, but made a gesture of 'please leave'.
He, Beta, is not a fool. If it is really just and just, he doesn't mind helping out after seeing the situation clearly. But what Darren did was nothing more than fighting for power and profit, so there was no justice at all.
Indeed, from Darren's point of view, he is 'expensive' as the lord of the city, but he cannot have even a little bit of decision-making power in the city, which is really hurtful.
Darren saw that Beta was not intimidated, so he snorted slightly, stood up, and said, "I hope that the content of our chat will not be heard by a third party, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, how about it?" Beta smiled lightly, showing a strong mental strength: "We are two master professionals here, but I think it's true that people on your side don't bother us."
Shirley also burst out her spiritual power.
Facing the suppression of the mental power of the two masters, Darren's face was a little ugly, but what made him feel even more uncomfortable was his mood. The rumored Red Priest Beta was able to fight the eldest prince fearlessly for his friends and women, so he was obviously a brave and strong man. Before Darren came, Ben was very confident to persuade this person to stand on his side with aggressive methods, but he did not expect that the other party would not be fooled.
What made Darren even more unhappy was that he was ignored by others. This Beta didn't seem to have any respect for him as the city lord.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Darren snorted softly, then turned and left.
After the person left, Xue Li asked curiously: "Why don't you help him? If we can help him regain the position of city lord, we should be able to gain a lot of benefits."
"On the contrary, we are the first ones to be liquidated." Beta shook his head and said: "People like him have been suppressed for too long, and the desire for power has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. The first thing he did after he gained power was definitely It is to hold all the power in his hands, if we really help him, we helpers will be the next targets he will deal with."
Shirley's eyes widened, feeling a little unbelievable. She is a divine creature. Although she has profound knowledge, she doesn't know much about human nature.
At this time, there was a noisy human voice outside the window, and Beta didn't want to pay attention to it, but the sound became louder and louder. He and Shirley couldn't help but walked to the window and looked down.
I saw a group of onlookers on the street, but there were only a few people among them.
A noble young man in gorgeous clothes, with his arms around a beautiful woman, was laughing at a middle-aged man who was beaten by several servants: "Augustin, although you have such an impressive name, you are so weak Like a mouse, even if you hide around all day long, what's the use of it, if I find you!"
The beaten man was speechless and spat out a mouthful of blood.
In the surrounding crowd, some showed unbearable faces, while others laughed.
"Marilyn has been following you all these years, and she is really blind. You can see that her skin has become rough. It is better to follow me. I will feed her milk every day and let her be well-clothed. After covering her for a month, she will change. It must be as beautiful as before." The noble young man grabbed the woman's chest in public and rubbed it vigorously, but the woman was not only not ashamed, but even laughed wildly.
The man named Augustine spit out another mouthful of blood when he saw this scene, and fainted out of breath.
The servants who were beating him stopped immediately.
The young nobleman clicked his tongue in displeasure, and then said: "Why do you stop... Forget it, if I kill him, I will be in some trouble. Although it is not a big problem, it is still unpleasant. After he has experienced it a few times, I will feel refreshed."
The arrogant language caused the surrounding bystanders to fall into silence. The young nobleman put his arms around the woman's slender waist and took his servants with him, and walked away, leaving only an embarrassing silence on the scene.
After Xue Li finished reading, her expression didn't fluctuate, and she returned to her seat to rest. On the surface, she seemed warm and kind. But in essence, her heart is cold. Her enthusiasm and knowledge only bloom to Beta, or people and things related to Beta.
Beta sighed in his heart. Although he couldn't bear it in his heart, he had seen a lot of things like this in the game. He used to watch them once, but as time passed, he didn't bother to take care of them, because he couldn't take care of them at all.
A few kind-hearted people lifted the fainted middle-aged man to the side of the road.
Seeing this, Beta also closed the window.
He thought the matter would be over like this, but in the middle of the night, there were bursts of sobs from downstairs, it was a strange sound that would only be made when he was desperately suppressing himself from howling.
At the beginning, Beta thought that the sound would stop soon, but after two hours, the sound did not stop, but became louder and louder.
Then it began to drizzle in the middle of the night, and the desperate and helpless cries of the man penetrated into the human head like the cry of a ghost, and there was no way to ignore it.
Some grumpy people got up on the spot and opened the window and yelled downstairs, but no matter how much they scolded, the man was still crying. Cursing and cursing, they were also convinced, and simply closed the windows and blindfolded their ears, as if they hadn't heard anything.
Beta frowned a little. The man downstairs had been crying like this for at least three hours.
With a long sigh, he found an umbrella and left the hotel.
The fine night rain hit the umbrella, and Beta quickly found the man kneeling on the ground with his hands on the ground, holding his pockets in his arms, and crying out in pain.
There were two hungry dogs hovering beside the man, their eyes were shining with green light, and they were just waiting for the man to lose consciousness before preparing to have a full meal.
Beta burst out with a mental deterrent, driving the two wild dogs away.
Then he walked over, dragged the man by the collar, pulled him up from the ground, and threw him into a puddle on the street with all his strength.
The cold stagnant water poured into the man's throat, and he couldn't help coughing, interrupting his crying. He was about to raise his head, when he saw a young man with a noble appearance, his eyes turned red, and he rushed towards him with a roar.
Just a moment. He was kicked and fell to the ground, and then his whole head was trampled in the rain.
The dim candlelight shone down from the nearby buildings, barely piercing the night. In the drizzle, a heroic young nobleman with red lips and white teeth was holding a white oil-paper umbrella, with disdain and mockery on his face. He stared coldly at the strong man who was trampled on the ground, and his tone was full of arrogance.
"Is it worth it to cry like a dog by the stinky ditch just for a woman?"(.)