Haben was able to make a fortune in SAS Port under the rule of the Northod family. In addition to his cunning, Haben was also quite famous for his strength and ruthlessness. Being thrown into the sea water outside SAS Port to feed fish is not the patent of the Northod family; there are not many imitations one after another, and Haben is one of them.

In fact, Haben is one of the characters who fully imitated the Northod family; after all, in SAS Harbor, there is nothing more convincing than using such a black character like him...

As for strength?

Perhaps it cannot reach the level of a demon hunter, and even some excellent soldiers from the highest government can easily take him down; but for some ordinary people, it is out of reach, especially after cooperating with the special ruthlessness of the black character, it is even more daunting to most ordinary people.

Just like the little Tom in front of him, although he overcame his inner fear of these black characters, the gap in strength was obvious - the long wrench was subconsciously raised by little Tom, blocking the route of Haben's kick, but Haben quickly withdrew the leg that had originally kicked to Tom's head, and then exerted his leg again.

Bang!

Again, it was the lower abdomen, and this kick hit Little Tom's soft abdomen without any obstacles; the powerful force from the abdomen even flew backwards with little Tom's feet off the ground.

bite……

The sound of little Tom's sob moans was mixed with the sound of a long wrench falling to the ground, and the sound was extremely crisp.

"A shameless bastard!"

Another mouthful of thick phlegm was spit on little Tom's face. The yellow sputum was mixed with blood on little Tom's face, and the stains were mixed together; the little Tom, who was unable to wipe it, let the filth flow on his face; however, the next moment, it was covered by a big foot - the black high-waisted leather boots stepped on little Tom's face and twisted it hard.

"Come on, you little bastard! Come on, stand up again!"

The screams were mixed with sharp laughter, like a night owl; Haben, who twisted his feet hard on the face of little Tom again, grabbed the clothes on the other party's chest, and grabbed the little Tom who was unable to resist; he smiled grimly: "My uncle Haben keeps his word and says he wants to throw you off the lighthouse, and he will definitely throw you off the lighthouse!"

"Let go of Tom..."

"Get out. Old guy! You are the next one!"

Tirte kicked away, and Haben held his limbs and drooped down, and the little Tom, who was breathing, walked towards the window of the lighthouse - as the second tallest observation room of the lighthouse, the mechanical room, a glass window that almost reached the floor is facing the sea; although the entire floor-to-ceiling window cannot be opened freely. Only the existence of the breathable window above has the function of opening and closing, but it is obvious that Haben doesn't care whether the floor-to-ceiling window can be opened at all!

Because, he doesn't need it at all!

He picked up little Tom straight up and Haben smashed little Tom hard towards the floor-to-ceiling window with his arm.

"Tom!"

Tilte, who was lying on the ground, exclaimed loudly.

call!

The sound of wind in my ears made little Tom's already swollen eyes slightly open a gap. Looking at the floor-to-ceiling windows that were getting closer and closer, the slightly opened eyes were filled with a strong regret and a hint of unwillingness - little Tom regretted that he could not convey the news of the storm in the future, and was unwilling for his weakness.

Mother. I'm going to meet my father and brothers...

With the last thought in his heart, little Tom closed his swollen eyes.

Bang!

The muffled sound came, but there was no imagined pain and the weightlessness of falling objects from high altitude. Feeling the rock-solid chest and steady and powerful arms, little Tom couldn't help but struggle to open his eyes again - his long flax-colored hair was neatly combed and tied into a stream. Under his slightly raised forehead, there were bright eyes and high noses, and his slightly pursed lips made people feel a sense of urgency and seriousness at a glance.

Of course, the thing that attracted the most attention of Tom was a purple creature crawling on the other person's shoulders - that should be a mink! As a young man born and raised in Sars Harbor, he only saw a mink in books; the thoughts in his heart were more certain was because the other person's fur was very similar to the scarves on the necks of some rich people he had seen; according to Tilter, those were made of mink fur.

"gentlemen……"

Little Tom tried hard to express his life-saving grace to those who came and reminded him of the dangers here; unfortunately, after he spitted out two words intermittently, the pain in his abdomen made him unable to speak anymore.

"Stay a break first. This will be good for your injury!"

Gently put Little Tom in the corner of the wall and sat down, a light blue test tube appeared in Ava's hand. He pulled out the bottle plug and poured it into Little Tom's mouth.

Bang!

The crisp sound of cowhide on the boots and the rubbery skin made Tirte, who had not yet reacted, screamed: "Haben, you despicable scum!"

From Awa's appearance and rescued Tom, Ha Ben instinctively hid at the entrance of the lighthouse, preparing to turn around and run away whenever something was wrong. If it weren't for the temptation of Kimpton, who was about to get the money, was so rich that he could not give up, he would have run away at this moment with Ha Ben's personality!

However, the next moment I saw him ignore him and just take care of Tom's other party, especially when the other party directly exposed his back to him; Ha Ben couldn't help but be overjoyed and kicked straight to Awa's temple - the seemingly ordinary boots were actually covered with a layer of steel plate in the soft cowhide on the front and soles of the feet; and it was these special boots that caught Ha Ben off guard during several battles, and the unexpected failure made him win the final victory.

Therefore, at any time, this pair of boots will always be the best weapon in Haben, even surpassing gunpowder weapons - any gunpowder weapon that appears in the hands of anyone will always make people more cautious, even a child is no exception; it is far less concealed and useful as this pair of boots.

As for power?

With the help of these boots, Ha could have kicked the wooden stake as thick as an adult's upper arm without any force.

Therefore, looking at Ava with his back facing him, Haben thought he would win!

However, the force of blocking from the soles of the feet the next moment surprised Ha Ben.

PS Last night, I encountered a snoring train sleeper. I didn’t sleep all night... I took it to the train station of the Magic City; I was caught by the breeze in a daze, and came to the hotel designated by Qidian; and then chatted with many writers and studied...

Then, Death found that most of them had manuscripts... Death, who was so hurt, could only return to the room to write sadly...

I haven't slept all night, and coupled with the weather in the Magic City, decadence is a headache when I write... And I have a meeting to study tomorrow, so I need to go to bed early. The original plan to save manuscripts for tomorrow was also shattered...

Thank you for the reward of 500ml 588 starting coins and a monthly ticket that rained again on the night of the house. Depressed bow again. Thank you for your support of the decadent brothers and sisters.
Chapter completed!