ps: I bow to thank the book friend "Yueming Dote" for his reward~!

Depressed, my condition was so bad after I got sick, and I kept coughing. The cat could only code so much today...

“Have you arrived yet…”

When he reached the intersection, Tang En looked around the pedestrians and carriages, but did not find Matthew Man's ordinary black shed carriage. Then he looked at the road towards the craftsman, slightly surprised.

Because of the previous incident, Matthewman still respected him very much. So although Tang En did not ask, Matthewman would come here in advance after work these days, which was almost an agreement.

Maybe something was delayed... Tang En didn't care. He was about to find a place to hide from the wind and snow, but his eyelids suddenly jumped. He looked up and walked towards him more than a dozen bad-looking barbarians.

He raised his eyebrows and turned his head. There was also a little big man behind him clenched his fists and approached with a malicious smile...

"Arthur?" asked a barbarian man as he walked, his vague pronunciation was not very standard.

Trouble comes to the door... Tang En grinned with a toothache, guessing whether these people simply disliked him? Or was it because of the library? Or was it because of the beauty of the beauty... On the surface, he grinned and showed a bright smile, and simply shook his head: "No!"

After a pause, the leading man frowned when he heard this, looked at Tangen, rubbed his messy hair: "You Bran people... all look like they are... not easy to identify..."

He said stiffly and intermittently, looking very hard, and finally waved his hand decisively, "Forget it... beat him up!"

This is the straightforward personality of the people in the Northern Wilderness. Fighting directly. You basically don’t talk nonsense... After sighing, Tang En stepped forward to avoid the howling fist that the man had smashed, grabbed the other person’s shoulder with his back hand, and removed the joints simply and neatly. Then he pinched his neck and circled around his body, like a spear, instantly swept away the more than ten men who were forced to retreat!

"Go!" A light shout, let go of your neck, and a kick was added. The leading man flew out in the air with extraordinary cooperation, smashing several companions who had no time to hide and pressing them under him.

"Ouch……"

After completing these actions with ease, Tang Enliu rubbed his palms boredly, "Brother still has to wait for the car. I don't have time to play with you today. Everyone goes back to their own houses, find their own mothers... It's gone."

Tang En did not intend to cause disputes, nor did he want to know what purpose these people came for, or who were instructing them behind them... Be low-key before running away, this is his current principle of doing things!

The big men around him looked at each other when they heard this. They didn't know if they understood it or not, uh. They probably didn't understand it... because they had reached into their waists, took out a short cast iron stick, and snatched it down: "Guruwumu!"

Tang En had learned barbarian language, so he could naturally understand that this was the meaning of "beating him to death". He couldn't help but feel a little gloomy next to him.

Since you are shameless, then fight and slap in the face quickly!

His body shook and disappeared out of thin air under more than a dozen cast iron sticks. Before the barbarians and men could scream, Tang En had already come to them. He did not pop up the dagger, and simply punched and kicked, using the force to hit the force. He only heard the sound of bone fractures like fried beans in a stewed pot. These wild men with thick skin were knocked to the ground, their hands and legs were twisted strangely, and they were wailing, which sounded very cunning.

This place can be regarded as the streets of the downtown royal city. Although there are not too many pedestrians because of the twilight. After the fight begins, a large group of pedestrians are gathered soon.

As mentioned earlier, the people in the Northern Wilderness are extremely tough, and fighting in the street is really not a big deal. Even the guards who maintain public order in the city will not take care of them.

Everyone likes watching the fun, but there is nothing to do with Bran or the Northern Wilderness in this regard. However, the people in the Northern Wilderness who gathered to watch now have a strange expression, and basically no response sounds are made, and they have not carried forward the spirit of not being afraid of trouble when watching the fun.

The reason for this is simple. If a Northern Wilderness man beats the Brans now, they will naturally clap and cheer. But looking at the ordinary Brans man in front of them, they beat dozens of Northern Wilderness man in the street... In addition to the shock when they first met, they were the burning shame and anger on their faces.

The shame is that dozens of men here beat one of the other, and they won't be able to win, and their faces are lost. Even so, even if anger is, he hasn't even beaten?

A few dozen steps away, the second floor of the tavern.

"This... is Branza so good at this skill?" A young man held the window and looked at the streets of conflict, his face slightly changed. "I'm careless. Now almost all the people we sent were knocked down. What should I do?"

"Damn Branza, you dare to fight back in front of everyone. You're so brave..."

"Don't forget, he is now pleased His Highness Lansha... It's okay if we teach a lesson now. If we don't teach a lesson, we will not only be criticized by His Highness Lansha, but also lose all our faces if it is spread..."

"Okay, don't panic!" Togel's expression was also a little ugly. "I blamed this for not investigating carefully. The Brandman acted in a low-key manner after entering the city and had never fought with anyone. No one knew that he had such skills. But..."

He paused, his mouth raised, showing a confident expression of self-confidence, "Don't worry, in order to ensure that he is prepared, I specially invited the guest minister of the clan to take charge, but I didn't expect that I would actually use it now."

After the words were finished, wow... the intersection dozens of steps away suddenly became a little confused, and the onlookers rushed to retreat, like a group of fish that were frightened by sharks.

The few people here subconsciously turned their heads and saw that in the dark and twilight, a bald man who stood out among the generally majestic people in the Northern Wilderness could be regarded as a bald man standing out in the flock of cranes. He walked slowly towards the intersection of the street under the thick snow. The wild and violent aura he kept emitting outwards, even the few people here who were dozens of steps apart could not help but feel palpitations.

"This is the guest of our clan, Hanba! He was born in the Barbarian Bear Tribe and practiced in the Barbarian Temple. He once used the power of a Level 4 monster Earth Bear to himself, which made his body soar and his majesty."

"Later, because of killing a few people, I had to leave my tribe and wander around to the imperial city. Finally, I chose to join my family. Of course..." Torgel was straight and showed a reserved smile. "As a condition, it is also an obligation. Those little troubles were naturally wiped away by my family."

There are many elements to measure the foundation of a family or even a tribe, and the strength and number of masters are undoubtedly extremely important ones.

Although Togel said it lightly on the surface, the details that were secretly pointed out, such as the experience of Hanba's cultivation in the Wild Temple, such as the successful transformation of a level 4 monster earth bear into his body, and such as killing a few people... There is no need to doubt. The so-called killing of a few people must be wanted criminals from some tribes.

With these details accumulated, a powerful warrior and a family image that cannot be underestimated was formed.

"It actually absorbed the power of the earthly bear..." A young man smacked his lips and looked at the figure that looked like a giant not far away with envy, "Your family has made a lot of money this time."

"Yes, and seeing that he obviously hasn't completely digested this power, his strength will definitely be further in the future."

...

As mentioned above, the power system of the Northern Wilderness warriors is different from that of Bran. The mainstream cultivation path here is not fighting spirit or magic, but driving monster attacks, or directly borrowing the power of monsters to bless the body.

After learning that this figure that looked like a giant had merged with the power of the Earth Bear, all the young people were obviously a little shocked and turned to envy the Togel family. As for Tang En, it goes without saying that they had already subconsciously ignored it.

Oh, someone remembered it... Togel waved his hand reservedly and smiled: "Haha, luck, it's also my family's luck... Well, why not let us first watch the violent power displayed by Hanba, who absorbed the fourth-level monster Earth Bear!"

He paused, "Oh, by the way, I'll pray for that Bran. Originally, he was only beaten up at most, but now..." He spread his hands with regret.

"Haha..." Seeing this, the young men naturally raised their heads and laughed, looking at the intersection with interest, the two people getting closer and closer.

A heroic martial arts are like a giant, showing his domineering spirit. A shorter like a dwarf is insignificant.

A distance of more than ten meters, suddenly, the ground trembled and a loud bang. The Hanba's tall figure seemed clumsy, but now he leaned forward with a kick, and in the blink of an eye came to the Branman, his arms drooped and opened, and he hugged him suddenly.

This posture easily reminds everyone who is watching the mountain black bear. This seemingly simple hug actually contains more than a thousand pounds of force? It is really invincible and irresistible!

Seeing this, Togel smiled: "Ha, I didn't expect Hanba to be so impatient. This is clearly what I want..."

Before he finished speaking, snowflakes suddenly splashed around at the intersection, forming a snow-covering curtain. When it fell, the giant figure rushed towards him and the short Brand changed positions instantly, and then the huge body flew out quickly. Bang... A carriage happened to pass by the road next to it. Fortunately, the top of the car was damaged. The broken wood flew around, and the carriage was still running, but the roof was missing...

The trend remains unabated, and the huge body continues to fly until it leaps across the road several meters wide. Finally, under everyone's gaze, it hits hard on the wall of the shop opposite, and bang... With such a huge human-shaped hole, the entire shop is trembling, accompanied by a few high-pitched screams, and panic figures rushed out from it. Then, he paused, and in his sight, the streets were filled with stunned passers-by...

"...I'll kill this Bran in a mess...scratch, uh!"

Unconsciously finished speaking, Togolmumu looked at the Bran man who was still standing in the same place, turned his head stiffly, and then looked at the huge hole on the wall opposite the road several feet away. His throat was hard to swallow, gurgling...

It's over, kicking on the iron plate...

Of course, it was not just Togel who had such an idea, but before the other young people came to their senses, Branza in sight... the Branzer, who was named Arthur, moved.

Looking around, looking at the passerby who was still in a sculpture, rubbed his forehead, looking a little distressed. Then he stepped forward, came to the hole in the shop, jumped gently, and jumped in.

"I, I...who did we provoke..." The young man with black bearded mouth grabbed his hair and groaned in pain.

No one answered him, because the Bran man came out again.

At the door of the shop, Arthur carried the Han pulling out the animal leather collar and simply dragged out the huge body, as if dragging a dead black bear. Suddenly,

The broken bone had almost pierced out of the body and suddenly raised his arms again. He firmly grasped the thin arms on the clothes. His muscles bulged and growled hoarsely, like a dying beast making his last gamble. After a pause, Arthur lowered his head and looked at Hanba quietly...

"Counterattack, counterattack... kill him, kill him..." His lips trembled because of fear, and his body trembled because of trembling. But unfortunately, Togel's prayer did not achieve any effect.

In his sight, Arthur raised his left hand calmly, pressed Hanba's forehead, pressed down, and bang... Even though he had dozens of steps, listening to the loud bang, Togel still felt the trembling of the tavern under his feet.

And it was this blow that the above part of Hanba's neck disappeared from the ground, his tightly clenching hands were unable to let go, and he was limply beside him. Arthur rubbed his right wrist and then looked up...

"Damn it, he found us...what should I do..."

"Run. Run quickly..."

Can you run away?... Togel took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He shouted loudly: "Don't panic! As we are, he dare not do anything to us. Besides... Who knows that this is what we did?"

"Uh, it makes sense, it makes sense..."

...

Tang En was in a bad mood. Of course, no one was provoked one after another, he would not be in much better mood.

Tang En really didn't take the dozen or so barbarians to heart before. Because from a certain perspective, this was actually a kind of decent approach. But the master of the Northern Wilderness appeared later, and the meaning became different. This clearly meant to kill him!

Trouble, what should I do...

After rubbing his eyebrows with some headache, Tang En walked straight up the tavern stairs. Someone wanted to go forward to stop him, but thinking about the shocking scene just now, he didn't dare to move his footsteps in the end.

Stepping onto the second floor, Tang En walked directly to the window without hesitation. He glanced at the young men who tried their best to pretend not to know him, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly. What a joke? If a killer was provoked twice in a row and could not find the envoy from the crowd around him, then don't just mess around.

Walking to the table, Tang En stretched out his right hand...

"Ah!" With a scream, the young man closest to Tang En jumped up like a rabbit caught in an arrow and shouted in disbelief, "You can't kill me, you dare not kill me..."

Tang En paused his arm, and was slightly frightened by the young man's neurotic behavior. He grinned, picked up the wine jar placed on the table and poured a glass of wine.

Togel and several other young men sitting twitched their eyes, looking at the companion who didn't want to slap him. Damn it, I can't even blame him...

Holding up the wine glass, Tang En had a faint smile on his face: "Let me introduce it briefly. My name is Arthur, Bran. I don't know you... Hum, your surname?"

...

There are dozens of feet away, and the second floor layout is the same, but this is not a tavern, but a more upscale entertainment venue.

More than a dozen charming fox girls were wearing light veils, appearing and looming. While twisting their soft waists, dancing gracefully, flying with captivating eyes, seductive hearts.

It’s just a pity that this tempting scene did not attract the two of them. At this time, their eyes were looking out through the half-closing window...

After a while, one of the young men with a sharp chin and a hooked nose narrowed their eyes and asked, "Is this the Bran man who made glasses for Lansha, Uncle said, "Well, Arthur?"

"Not bad!" Another middle-aged man looked familiar. If Tang En was here, he would have remembered that this man was one of the dozen deputy directors of the Craftsman Institute. At this time, his expression was still a little shocked. After drinking a sip of wine, he sighed, "I really didn't expect that his strength was actually good. Those idiots who made it out are probably going to be unlucky..."

"Yeah, it's a bit interesting." The young man with a hook nose nodded slightly when he heard this, looking at Tang En who had been in the tavern for a few minutes. "He is proficient in alchemy, has good strength, and knows how to be sensible... It seems that this is the talent our Highness Lansha is determined to recruit. You can make friends with him if you find an opportunity."

"This is indeed a rare talent. I heard that the queen would reward him. But..." The deputy director frowned slightly, looked at the hook-nosed young man, and hesitated: "I have heard some rumors recently that His Highness Lansha is very unusual to this Bran man, and hesitated to accompany him in the library for a while..."

"Ha, a ridiculous rumor." The sarcastic laughter, the young man with a hook nose was very dissatisfied with this. "With His Highness Lansha's intelligence, if he really wanted to happen to this Bran man, would others find out so easily? And..."
To be continued...