Facing these gazes, Qin Ran walked out without fear.
The lawless man with a cigar in his mouth didn't care, he just swallowed his clouds.
Mimosa immediately shrank behind Qin Ran, as if behind Qin Ran was the safest place.
And so it is.
From Mimosa's point of view, behind Kieran is the safest place.
Here, he can ignore everything around him.
Whether it's a gaze or a trap with malicious intentions.
The wide back in front of the eyes is a safe haven.
Staring at the mimosa on Qin Ran's back, he forgot about his surroundings, and followed Qin Ran lightly onto the train.
However, the players who were either hiding or standing outside No. 13 Walway Street openly watched Qin Ran and his party leave, but they went straight to the pot.
Just now, some bold guy sent a message to 'Ji' and 'Giant' Dade, but the response that appeared was a system prompt.
A system notification that the recipient of the message has died.
"2567 is the winner!"
"Another player with the unique title has appeared!"
…
This kind of news is like throwing a boulder on the lake, and the splashing waves are going in all directions.
Soon, it spread throughout the huge city.
In a small, cramped room, a player dressed like an ascetic sat cross-legged facing a hanging portrait of King Ming.
The other party closed his eyes tightly and took a long breath.
Each exhalation and inhalation lasted for dozens of seconds.
And with every breath, the portrait of King Ming on the opposite side would shake slightly.
It seems that the portrait is alive.
Ding!
During a breathing gap, the sound of the news made the other party open his eyes, but after seeing the news from his friend, the other party closed his eyes again, as if he had never received the news at all.
Everything is as before.
Every breath, people are like a rock.
Every breath, the portrait shakes.
With each breath, the figures and paintings are exchanged.
It was no longer King Ming who appeared on the portrait, but a monk.
The person sitting on the ground was no longer a monk, but King Ming.
…
On the edge of a huge city, an indistinct borderland.
A tall man wielded a sledgehammer and kept hitting the iron block in his hand.
Clang, clang!
It seems that the knocking sound of a blacksmith echoes here, but there is no blacksmith's utensils here, let alone the most important prop for a blacksmith: the stove.
Nothing.
But the iron block in the opponent's hand gradually deformed, and it became faster and faster.
A moment later, a long sword with cold light and four colors appeared in the opponent's hand.
But the opponent didn't even look at the long sword, but looked at his sledgehammer carefully.
As for the long sword
It had already been thrown to the fuzzy side of the huge city by the opponent.
Whoosh!
With a loud piercing sound, when the long sword touched the blurred side, it disappeared without a sound.
The opponent, who had long been used to it, took out an iron ore again, ready to continue tapping.
At this time, the message notification sound appeared.
"'Sword of Dawn'?"
"Worth looking forward to."
Such words were spoken in his mouth, but the other party didn't care at all.
The other party just hit it with a sledgehammer.
Every knock is a temper.
Every time he practiced, he got closer to the goal.
Besides that goal...
He never cared about the rest.
…
In the dark room, several people gathered around the table, talking.
"2567 won?"
"Not only did you get the 'Sword of Dawn', but you also seriously injured the 'Broker'?"
"Very good!"
"This is our chance!"
"Not in a hurry."
"I don't know if it's true or not."
"Spread the news that the 'Broker' was seriously injured, and some people are willing to test it out for us, whether it is true or not."
"There are still 2567!"
"I don't believe he was able to get this victory without paying the price."
"Um."
"Send someone to test it out and you'll know."
"Hopefully there will be surprises waiting for us."
…
With Kieran's appearance, many people hidden in the huge city had different reactions.
Some people are indifferent and doing their own things.
Some people sneered again and again, with malice in their hearts.
And some
It started another layout.
However, these have nothing to do with Qin Ran for the time being.
At the celebration party in the Harvest Tavern, when Lawless and a group of acquaintances became dizzy under the influence of alcohol, Kieran walked to the bar with a mimosa that was drunk to the point of coma.
"You are the protagonist today, you shouldn't have such a sober appearance."
Rachel said with a smile.
"I'm used to being sober."
"What's more, one person who is completely drunk is enough."
Like a pet cat, Qin Ran picked up Mimosa by the back of his neck, and shook Rachel twice as a gesture.
During the whole process, Mimosa not only didn't wake up, but moaned and rubbed the back of Qin Ran's hand twice with the back of her head, falling into a deeper sleep.
Kieran was sure that it was the first time for Mimosa to attend this kind of gathering.
Although still timid, but also full of joy.
Therefore, anyone who comes to the wine offered by LeMay will not refuse.
Apart from his superb alchemy, "Alchemist" LeMay is most talked about by his height and preference for spirits.
With a height of less than 1.5 meters, and drinking strong alcohol like [Flame and Ice Lake], which makes lawlessness so distasteful, Kieran was surprised that Mimosa could last ten rounds against such a person.
Qin Ran was not surprised by Mimosa who simply passed out after ten rounds.
After all, Lawless, who was unwilling to admit defeat, also had a friendly match with LeMay, and in the fourth round, he was so drunk that he passed out.
Before that, Lawlessness was the most drinkable one in Harvest Tavern.
"He was an honest young man."
"Not as cunning as you."
"Given away for free, it can quickly sober you up. You can choose to drink it yourself or feed him."
"Beforehand, I will only mix this cup today."
The proprietress teased and brought a glass of ice water mixed with honey and lemon.
"Thanks."
Qin Ran picked up his cup and drank it down.
"It's really simple."
As the tavern proprietress spoke, she looked at the craftsman who was watching quietly from a distance with a smile on her face.
Immediately, the discovered craftsman turned his head, and the breath on his body became colder and colder.
"What's wrong?"
Stirred by the coldness, the lawless looked at the craftsman.
"drink wine."
The craftsman picked up LeMay's [Flaming Ice Lake], and stuffed the whole bottle into the mouth of Lawless, whose consciousness was beginning to blur.
Gudong, Gudong.
After two mouthfuls, Lawless completely lost consciousness and passed out drunk under the table.
The proprietress of the tavern who watched this scene laughed even more happily.
She opened the low door on the side of the bar, and motioned to Qin Ran: "Let's go, I'll take you to a party, those guys want to meet you."