Warlord of Chaos Chapter 3: Make things difficult

The sky was getting dark, and Stillberg hadn't come back. Han Jin felt that he couldn't waste time, so he simply closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. Unexpectedly, he had just settled down, and a burst of noise came from far and near, towards him. .

Han Jin had to open his eyes. There were about a dozen men on the opposite side, and each of them wore a long sword at their waist. It's like putting a hole on their heads and then putting it on their heads. From this reasoning, the long swords around their waists should be the same thing.

But these people are obviously a group, and they are carrying weapons, law enforcement team? Underworld? Han Jin stood up slowly while leaning on the broken wall. He could see that the other party's target was himself.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a dark complexion and a strong figure. Behind him, two men dragged a man covered in blood, as if feeling Han Jin's gaze, being dragged The sleeping person groaned and struggled to raise his head, Han Jin's eyelids twitched, "Stillberg? !

In the received memory, Stillberg's personality is very dirty. Of course, Raphael is not much better. Ge climbed on someone's wall in the middle of the night, trying to peek at his little girl, but was caught and almost beaten to death.

Did Stillberg get into trouble again? Han Jin couldn't help frowning.

"Ha, Master Raphael, long time no see." The middle-aged man in charge called out.

Although the middle-aged man's tone was normal and his expression was correct, Han Jin could clearly feel a deep contempt.

"What's going on?!" Han Jin asked.

"You can't blame me, Master Raphael, this trash dares to steal!" The middle-aged man grabbed Stillberg by the hair and dragged him over rudely. : "Haha, I don't know what this guy is thinking, just steal it, he even sold the stolen magic crystal, and it turned out... By the way, Master Rafael, this guy said you gave it to me. His? Say something, isn’t it?” The middle-aged man deliberately approached Han Jin, his eyes widened, and he looked aggressive, as if he wanted to arrest Han Jin and torture him.

Han Jin was silent. He was not afraid of things, but the memories he received were too messy, and he needed to sort them out before making a decision.

"I understand." The middle-aged man saw that Han Jin had been firmly suppressed in terms of momentum, and said with a smile: "This guy must be biting people, like Master Rafael How can an honest person be with a thief, you guys, take him back and have a good trial."

Several big men grabbed Stillberg, but Stillberg didn't cry bitterly, nor shouted, he just stared at Han Jin with a desperate look.

"I gave him the magic crystal, which dog eye of yours saw us stealing something?" Han Jin said coldly.

As soon as Han Jin's words came out of his mouth, the venue immediately became quiet. Whether it was the big men with weapons or the crowd of onlookers, they all became dumbfounded, even the middle-aged man stayed there. Confident tone called: "You... what did you say??"

"I'm asking you, which dog eye of yours saw us stealing things?"

"Looking for death!" The middle-aged man jumped into a rage, pulled out his long sword with his backhand and roared: "Calling you a few times, young master, do you really **** think you are young master? Believe it or not, I will kill you right here?! "

"Oh." Han Jin replied indifferently.

The middle-aged man became more and more annoyed. He took a step forward and raised his long sword above his head, about to strike down.

Han Jin's face is full of calm and calm. At this moment, he still has the leisure to evaluate the flaws in the opponent's opening moves.

Screams came from the crowd of onlookers. Ladong Town is located in a remote place. Relatively speaking, the people here live very peacefully, and such scenes are rarely seen.

The low-quality long sword hovered in mid-air, less than half a foot away from Han Jin's head, but it couldn't fall anymore.

Han Jin smiled. Every world has its own rules. Raphael is a baron, a member of the privileged class. Although he has no money and power, he lives like a beggar, but his identity does not matter. Change, even if you kill a commoner in full view, you will be punished, let alone kill a nobleman. What's more, there is no unresolvable hatred between the two. Raphael's memory told him that this middle-aged man was the sheriff of the town, and his name was Sifanti. Feier is master and servant, that's why he worked so hard to punish people, he would never want to die with Raphael.

"Okay, how dare you play tricks by stealing from others?" An old man with half-white hair jumped out from among the big guys.

"Whose thing did I steal?" Han Jin asked back.

"Mine!" The old man spread out his hands, holding a fiery red bead in his palm.

Han Jin turned his gaze to Stillberg, who struggled and shouted: "Master, this old thing did it on purpose! I'll go to him..." Just as he shouted here, a big man beside him A slap was slapped on Stillberg's face, and he slapped back the following words abruptly.

Han Jin saw it and hated it in his heart, but there was nothing he could do, and he said coldly to the old man, "How do you know that Steelberg stole your things?"

"He brought the magic crystal to me to sell, and I saw it at a glance!" The old man said sarcastically, "Master Rafael, you said that you gave the magic crystal to Stillberg, so why don't you give it to me?" Your current situation...hehe, can you really take out the magic crystal?"

"Steilberg stole your stuff, and then went back to sell it to you? Is there such a stupid person?" Han Jin shook his head: "It doesn't matter if you are a pig. Be a pig."

"You..." The old man was very surprised. Everyone in the town knew that Raphael had been poor for several years. Treating Raphael as a nobleman, and finally not even treating him as a human being, why is Raphael so bold today? If you don't understand, you still have to find a way to save face. The old man yelled at Sifanti: "Master Sifanti, this kid is stubborn. Arrest him and torture him. I don't believe he is not honest!"

"Good idea." Han Jin sneered: "Let me suffer first, and when the court intervenes, it's the turn of others to suffer, but no matter who we suffer, no one will find you, right? "The tribunal that Han Jin mentioned is a place where the crimes of nobles are judged. Even if he really stole something, the people in the town have no right to convict him, not even the mayor. He must go to the tribunal in the city. Torturing nobles without authorization is a much more serious crime than stealing!

The old man's eyes were wide open, and he was speechless for a while. In his impression, Raphael was a hopeless idiot. He understands the truth and knows how to sow discord.

"Don't go too far." A muffled voice outside the field said, "Because of a magic crystal, you beat people like this, and now you want to arrest them?"

"Who? Who was talking nonsense just now?" Si Fanti, who was worried about not being able to step down from the stage, shouted, his eyes turned to the crowd of onlookers: "Stop for me..."

The crowd surged away with a bang, not voluntarily, but were pushed away forcibly, a man as majestic as a mountain walked in slowly, his figure was taller than all the people present, and on his shoulders He was also carrying a frightening giant sword. What was even more surprising was that the giant sword had no scabbard and was just tied with a few turns of grass rope. Most of the blade was exposed, and there were still black marks on the blade. , God knows if it is human blood. Although his walking speed was very slow, but his momentum made people breathless, Si Fanti suddenly closed his mouth because he didn't dare to shout anymore.

"You...you are a mercenary??" The old man said with a smile.

"Nonsense, didn't you see the badge?" The big man said angrily.

"Hehe... May I ask, which mercenary group are you from?"

"Do you want to make friends or take revenge on me in the future?" The big man suddenly grabbed the old man's hand~IndoMTL.com~ The old man cried out in pain, the magic crystal in his hand rolled down to the ground, and then the big man shook it hard , the old man staggered back seven or eight steps, fell to the ground with a thud, and the big man bent down to pick up the magic crystal.

Isn't this Ming Qiang? But everyone around was silent, including Si Fanti, who was in charge of law and order, also fell silent. Mercenaries, soldiers who can be hired, live on the edge of life and death all year round, and most people in this industry are not easy to mess with. However, mercenaries are subject to very limited restrictions. If they can't survive in one place, it's a big deal to change to another place. Ordinary people can't do it.

"What are you looking at?" The big man said coldly, "This magic crystal is neither mine nor yours!" There are more than a dozen fiery red beads in the palm of his hand, which are exactly the same as the magic crystal in his left hand.

"Understood? These magic crystals belong to my employer." The big man said in a sarcastic tone: "As for these two people, I guarantee that they didn't steal. Do you have any problems now? If you don't, you can get out!"

Magistrate Sifanti heard that the other party was hired by the people in the town. They changed, and finally the cowardly side gained the upper hand, and with a wave of his hand, he led his own people away in a desperate manner.

"A bunch of ignorant country bumpkins." The big man spat and strode out of the arena. He acted bravely only because of sympathy and because he knew the origin of the magic crystal under certain conditions. In fact, in his eyes, he was just like a beggar. His master and servant are not as good as those country bumpkins, he is not in the mood to talk to Han Jin~IndoMTL.com~Welcome all book lovers to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all here~IndoMTL.com~Mobile users please to read.