When Dark came back after a round, the young man had already entered the state, his hair was raised, his face was flushed red, his arms were raised, and he shouted: "Who else!"

Below the stage, beside the wall, there were more than twenty people, holding red, swollen and bright slaps and grinning.

It's worthy of reputation.

Dark walked back to the table and sat down, asking Isabella: "How is it?"

"It's so amazing, there's no draw, one in five seconds, hold hands, snap, overwhelm, and then the unlucky guy's hands will swollen."

"How do you catch him when he wraps his hands in that way?"

"He asked someone to grab him a thumbs up."

"Good guy, is this a personal war puppet? Or is Aladdin slipping over in disguise?"

"The physical condition is very average, even weak, but the hand strength is really terrifying," Isabella looked at Dak's face and quickly added, "I can only wrestle with arm. Have you noticed it? His hands are fine, but his arms can't hold on anymore. He is now hard. If you really want to fight, you can knock him over with one punch."

Dark smiled tolerantly: "It's okay, to be honest, he may be better than me in terms of hand strength alone - he can be sure that his hand is weird."

"right."

"Let's go to the back alley to wait for him."

"Hey? Back alley?"

Dak raised his chin to the side, and Isabella saw that the tall men in felt hats were gone.

The two left the lobby and walked around the back alley. Dake found two smelly blankets from there, covered his head, buckled the ghost fire mask, shrank at the trash can, and turned into a dirty homeless man.

After a while, the young man put his clothes on his shoulders, his face became much more relaxed, and he whistled a low whistle, walked past the two of them and towards the back alley.

Isabella wanted to follow, and Dark whispered, "Wait. If there is light element fluctuation, tell me quickly."

After a while, Isabella said anxiously: "I have it!"

Dark lifted off the blanket: "Roll!"

At this time, Vanessa was showing off her power: "Beat, beat me hard! Who dares to provoke me? Beat me to death!"

The young man had a sack on his head, and five or six temple warriors rushed up and punched and kicked.

He curled up his body and protected his head with all his strength, and the rest went casually, laying down and getting hammered.

A temple warrior was so angry that he picked up a bluestone brick and took a slap in the young man's head.

With a loud bang, the vast whiteness was everywhere. Even Vanessa was dazzled, screamed, covered her eyes with her hands, and bumped into the dark alley.

"Who, who plots against me?"

A strong and powerful hand pinched her shoulder: "It's me, don't be afraid, tell your subordinates to close their eyes. I'll say a few words to you."

"Abnormal? Is this a big deal to do with you?" Vanessa said, and still shouted, "Brothers, don't open your eyes, it's a ghost. Don't open your eyes, your eyes will be blind!"

This lie is made up.

Dakeha smiled: "Why doesn't it matter? One of the two people he knocked down was treated by my wife. He couldn't afford the medical expenses, so I came to him to ask for the account." As he said that, he winked at Isabella.

Isabella understood it carefully and quietly dragged the sacks and people out.

Vanessa couldn't see it and yelled: "You're so full! I'm going to take this bastard back to the referee to cook well. My brother is still lying on the bed and humming!"

"Come on, no one is going to be the Templar?"

"No! As you said, I was injured and my legs ran away, and I didn't even get angry. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't see anyone? My brothers under my command wouldn't agree!"

"That's it, 30% off the stuff."

"Black-hearted businessman, how much profit do you make? No, 50% off!"

"The less discount is for you."

"What? What?"

"For you, anyway, the cost of equipment is not something you can pay for yourself, and you can make an extra money."

"No, business is never easy to do, who knows when to settle the money? Leave less meat that cannot be eaten to mess with me!"

"Then I'll add some more. I'll help you maintain your equipment for free in the future - refine it and make your own materials and expenses - how about it?"

Although Vanessa couldn't open her eyes, she was unwilling to accept it.

Dake laughed in his heart and said, "Don't be more frustrated. Otherwise, the medical expenses and medication will be 520 pounds. You can give the cash and pull the rotten meat on the ground back. What should you do? You can choose."

"Agree with the referee? I'm brave enough to be perverted - what are you doing!"

Dark put his nose on the back of her neck and blew a lightly: "Put me less at the referee, I smell it, we are both here."

"If you don't want to get out of here, I will teach you how to be a human being!"

"Don't be so fierce, I'll give you a big gift - that guy who plays with bloodsucking slimes is Sadoma's hometown. This matter is not over, so check it out."

The young man who was beaten like a pig's head had woken up, sat on a big rock on the side of the road and thanked the two saviors: "Two, thank you, thank you, I'm so grateful. But, alas."

"What's the sigh?"

"How much do you want? I can't give it to you all, I have to pay someone else's medicine..."

Dark burst into laughter: "Do you think we are for money? No one wants yours."

"Then, why do you save me?"

"I am an alchemist, my wife is a doctor. We are very interested in your hands."

"Then how much money can you give me?"

Isabella was a little unhappy and wanted to say something. Dark patted her gently and said to the young man: "It's the most real thing to talk about money. However, you can't buy your life back at no cost, right? Do you know why you were beaten?"

"You are right. Actually, I don't want to be saved by you. They beat me hard and the anger is gone. Maybe I won't have to pay their medical expenses."

Isabella was speechless. How short of money is this young man.

"So, come with us, we want to check your hands, no matter what the result is, give you this number."

The young man's eyes lit up: "Two hundred pounds? One word is determined!"

"One word is determined."

The three of them returned to Dayi workshop. On the way, Dake and the others learned about the young people.

The young man's name is Francis, who is a first-year college student at the Fatigan Theological College. His family is relatively poor, he is choked by tuition fees, and wants to work and earn money. Unfortunately, he is not strong enough, he can't bear the bag, and he makes too little money by brushing dishes and dishes.

"It's already hard for my family to pay the rent and support me to go to school. I don't want to add any burden to them. At this time, someone asked me to do an experiment and give me five hundred pounds. Then..."

"Then your hands changed and your strength increased a lot, so I wanted to make another extra money? Did the alchemist say you wanted to keep it secret?"

"Sayed it. So, I ran to the city of Lorma where no one knew me. Unexpectedly, my hand was too strong and I accidentally pinched someone else. I regret it now."

Dark put his hand on the door handle: "Maybe, you will be in a little trouble, but fortunately, I meet us... and wait!"

The two of them asked quickly: "What's wrong?"

"The thief is in!"
Chapter completed!