Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 269: My brother and I have a heart-to-heart relationship, but my brother takes out my heart with his backhand?

It's a pity that the emblem hanging on the side, how can you see it clearly when standing in front?

In other words, these widows, who were so excited that they were dizzy, had long forgotten this in their beautiful fantasies.

When they finally saw the savior, they all shouted "Sir, you've finally arrived", and then rushed to be the first to pounce on him and cry, to see if they could become familiar with each other in front of the old men, so that they could go further in the future.

But the situation in the inner city is already tense now, and Boris is taking a lot of risks when he comes here. Therefore, the guards tighten their hearts throughout the whole process and cannot stand even a little stimulation.

Especially now, when they saw a few black shadows rushing towards them screaming desperately, they were so frightened that they thought it was the strange creatures that blew up the building back.

"There are assassins, protecting the head of the family!"

Amidst the clattering sounds, one after another drew out the swords from their waists, and raised their hands to chop without even bothering to ask.

And amid the continuous shouts, all the hunters drove their horses and swarmed towards their family's carriage.

With the tight walls made of iron armor and flesh and blood, they stopped all the "enemies" who tried to come forward, and they could start fighting just after the family leader gave the order.

Therefore, if someone hadn't warned them in time, and if they had acted more cautiously due to the special nature of this visit, they might not have started a fight for such an inexplicable reason.

But even so, the knives were swung out, and a few unlucky ones who were wearing clothes closer to the front had fallen to the ground, and bright red blood slowly flowed out from under their black long skirts, and soon turned into a Magnificent flowers.

"Grass!"

As Boris's tutor, he tried his best to stretch his neck and look out through the gap between the tribesmen. What he saw was this scene, and he couldn't help but cursed.

I originally wanted to come here with peaceful intentions to talk about cooperation, but before I even opened my mouth, I killed several humans on their territory. Is there any possibility of negotiation?

He was still hesitating whether to leave immediately to save his face as the president of the association, or to stay here to see if things would turn around, but he saw a few clean faces, which should be the so-called "Oriental faces" "The human being came over.

They didn't seem to see the dead humans, they just saluted slightly and said with a smile.

"It turns out that we are friends from the Adventurers Association. I have heard for a long time that you are all upright and upright, and it turned out to be true when I saw you today."

"Yes, thank you so much for helping us punish these gangsters who wanted to come to the ancestral temple to cause trouble."

what?

Is this a grammatical style and rhetorical technique unique to Eastern people?

Boris was plunged into deep confusion, and then his expression suddenly changed drastically.

——Because he found that the other party directly characterized a murder that was not so glorious in just this short sentence as an honest and just act, and even acted with some reasonableness.

This ability to confuse right and wrong with falsehoods immediately reminded him of the extremely wealthy tycoons from the Federation of Commerce. He never expected that there were people as shameless as them in the world!

Players have already guessed through investigation and inference that most of the three families in the inner city will send people here in these two days, and they also have a hunch that there is a high probability that they will be people from the Adventurers Association.

I just didn't expect that it would be Boris himself. Tsk tsk, as the president, in this sensitive period, this is really a very brave, or extremely reckless and stupid act.

But since they are here, the players have no excuse to refuse.

And the window for negotiation still exists, so Boris has no reason to let it go.

Therefore, he took a few of his closest guards and walked into the small building next to the White Wolf Ancestral Temple with the player representatives.

Boris is very serious. He has regarded the success of diplomacy with the White Wolf family as one of the most important turnarounds for the Adventurer Association in the outer city.

Players also attach great importance to this exchange. After all, whether it is forceful pushback or peaceful cooperation, they need local people to help bridge the gap and manage affairs.

So now Boris needs players, and players also need Boris. There is a natural possibility of close cooperation between them.

Therefore, the two parties successfully reached a cooperation agreement. The White Wolf Family and the Adventurers Association must respect each other's rights and interests in Sunshine City, and work together to resolutely crack down on various illegal and criminal activities inside and outside the city.

As for the detailed terms, White Wolf is obliged to assist registered adventurers in conducting reasonable and legal activities and living in the outer city, and to provide them with certain medical care and assistance.

The association is obliged to help the White Wolf family establish an office in the inner city, expand their influence, and give them the first priority in issuing tasks to adventurers, as well as the right to specify the executors in detail.

In short, the association is weak and lacks resources, and the white wolf has just arrived and needs helpers. By complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses, the lame and the blind can become a complete person.

"I hope that our friendly exchanges will allow Sunshine City to have a peaceful development tomorrow and make it a true pearl of the south."

With both sides smiling and shaking hands, the negotiation was declared over.

However, the end of the negotiation does not mean the end of the exchange. Both parties wanted to pry more information out of the other party under the pretense of "talking until they started talking", so they continued to chat.

The players didn't want Boris to think that they only had the association as a cooperation option, so they simply informed the other party that they actually had a stronghold outside.

"The number of people over there is at least five times that of here. We are just the so-called advance army, responsible for doing some small business in Sunshine City."

Boris weighed the pros and cons and revealed the current difficulties of the association. For example, they really have no cards to play.

"Hey, let's start with an assassination I suffered. This Sunshine City is really not peaceful."

...Anyway, although these things are not known to everyone in the inner city, you can get a general idea by asking around in the tavern, so why not bring them out and show your sincerity.

Finally, Boris got into his carriage as everyone waved goodbye. He wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he always felt like there was a stone in his heart.

After entering the city, this group of Orientals seemed to beat up the handlers and the guards, and then named and killed the top gang leaders. They resorted to violent methods one after another to offend the Federation and the Mercenary Alliance, just like a group of aggressive barbarians.

But from an objective point of view, their violence was quite restrained. Not to mention that those who died in their hands, even those who were beaten by them, were not even innocent people. A clapping old beast.

Therefore, even if they formed a "gang", many city residents had a very good impression of them. Especially today, they even set up unlimited running tables to treat the entire city to a meal.

You must understand that in normal times, everyone "voluntarily" pays various exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes to the Commercial Federation, and "actively" pays city citizen protection funds to the Mountain Mercenary Alliance.

Even the adventurers of the Adventurers Association have no discounts or benefits due to the complicated partnership and operating expenses.

In other words, the people in the outer city have been paying to the major forces, but they have never seen the money back, let alone enjoyed any of the benefits they promised.

But now?

The Orientals not only don't want a penny from you, they even take the initiative to spend a large sum of money to entertain everyone with good wine and food!

Boris couldn't help but think of his childhood. When his father was still alive, he seemed to often invite adventurers to his home for dinner, and even offered to help them treat their illnesses.

My father is the real patriarch of the three clans. He is highly respected and famous. No matter which family or force he is, he must respect him.

This is also the fundamental reason why the three major families, as outsiders, are qualified to form the Sunshine City Adventurers Association.

——In fact, everyone only cares about the old patriarch’s face.

Unfortunately, after his father's death, this influence gradually dissipated with his passing. No matter how much he imitated, he could never learn the essence. Today, even the association is a little difficult to continue.

and so……

This group of Easterners actually possesses the strength of a mercenary alliance, the cunningness of a business federation, and the sinking influence of the Adventurers Association? Fortunately, he acted quickly. Otherwise, when this monster aimed its spear at the inner city, I would have had to prepare the coffin quickly and think about how to keep a whole body.

As the carriage bumped, Boris's thoughts gradually deepened.

At this time, the sky had darkened, and the last few city residents who stayed outside hurriedly entered their homes.

The guards outside the window gradually became quiet, and the speed of driving the horses gradually became faster.

The outer city at night is really not a place to stay for a long time. They have already wasted too long in the White Wolf Ancestral Temple and they really don't dare to delay any longer.

It's a pity that some things really can't be avoided if they don't want them. If nothing happens, something will happen.

So as the motorcade sped towards the east gate, Boris suddenly felt his heart contract suddenly and the hair all over his body stood up.

"Parking, there's a problem!"

But as soon as he said the words of warning, he felt a sharp chill in the evening wind. The guard beside him was knocked off his horse by the sudden sharp edge before he knew what happened.

The feeling of plasma splashing on the tip of his nose was very familiar, because it was the same feeling he had experienced two months ago!

——After lurking for so long, you finally couldn’t help but take action?

"Traitor!"

Boris roared angrily and pulled out the two-handed sword lying beside him. The man in black who assassinated the guard was unable to dodge and was chopped into two halves with his full-strength sword.

However, there was more than one man in black. The surrounding darkness was like their mother's nest, with figures constantly coming out of it, trying to steal the lives of the surrounding guards.

Although Boris asked the guards to quickly shrink the defense line and took the initiative to support their defense, the enemy was in darkness and we were clear, and heroes could not stand up to the large number of people, and tribesmen continued to be killed.

In fact, they also used this tactic last time. Before swinging the knife towards the target, they would first eliminate all possible support around the target, and then go all out to "hunt the giant beast."

This tactic is really disgusting. If I hadn't been a little lucky in terms of strength, and happened to meet a reliable doctor after getting rid of the pursuers, I might not have really died in such a hunt!

So this time...

This time is different!

"Close your eyes!"

Boris reached into his arms and took out a scroll with a magic flash spell. In an instant, a strong light illuminated everything around him.

He took advantage of the bright light to clearly see the positions of all the enemies in front of him, and catapulted them like a cheetah preying on prey, slashing them hard with the blade in his hand.

Several assassins who were unable to dodge were decapitated on the spot, and dripping blood and internal organs spewed out, splashing on Boris's body.

The other guards also held their breath, sighted their targets, raised their knives, and left. The two groups officially fought together.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, it seemed that the enemy's trick was broken, but Boris's brows were still furrowed.

After all, with these existences alone, no matter how many calculations you make, you cannot push yourself to a dead end. There should be one of them...

In an instant, the instincts from beasts and blood roared again.

He forcibly stopped the knife he was about to swing, and lowered his head suddenly, allowing another blade to pass over his head.

Boris's eyes were red, which was the anger of seeing his enemy, and the hatred penetrated deep into his bones.

He was about to ask who you are, but found that the other party didn't hide it at all this time.

"You are... Finn? It is indeed you!"

Even though the attack failed, Finn still had a smile on his face, as calm as if he was sure of victory, and he even had time to tease.

"Long time no see, President Boris, how have you been lately?"

"Beast, I should have guessed it was you.!

It's a pity that Boris didn't appreciate his kindness, he just growled lowly and gnashed his teeth.

No wonder the swordsman from last time always felt that his posture was weird even though he was powerful. It was clearly a disguised sword technique!

When Finn heard Boris's hysterical curses, he burst into laughter. He laughed for eight beats before reluctantly ending, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"Beasts? Aren't beasts just you bunch of filthy orcs?"

However, before he could finish his arrogant words, Boris, who couldn't bear it anymore, brandished a machete and got violent again.

"Ah……"

Both are two-handed warriors, and both are masters of sword-wielding. Although they come from different backgrounds and have different sources of martial arts, they are still inseparable.

But time was not on Boris's side. Brutal mercenaries kept pouring out seemingly endlessly, and his guards could no longer hold on.

And after all, it is difficult for a good man to defeat four people. Even Huck, whom he trusted the most, was penetrated by several spears, and he could only speak loudly with blood in his mouth.

"Clan leader, run away by yourself, run!"

run?

But where to run?

Boris knew that since they dared to show their faces now, they would definitely hunt them down to the end today. This was a completely torn-up dead end!

At the critical moment, as the son of the old patriarch, the head of the Sharp Claw family, and the leader of many cheetah people, he also burst out with a ferocious aura.

The war marks on his body were summoned, and his already tall figure continued to grow taller, and a thick white air even spurted out of his mouth and nose.

This is a common talent that many orcs have - madness.

Faced with this scene, Fein finally turned serious, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and prepared to go all out to meet the opponent's desperate fight.

Boris ran a few steps, his muscles all over his body bulging like an explosion. He still used the charging and killing that leopard orcs are best at.

However, just when Finn raised his machete and was about to launch a beautiful defensive counterattack to end the battle, he discovered that Boris suddenly dropped the weapon in his hand.

what?

After just a moment of confusion, the Cheetah Man had already changed his posture from the air, with surging blood-red energy emerging from his hands, condensing a pair of crystal-like sharp claws.

——This is the special talent of cheetahs as a steel race. They have immovable claws, a powerful weapon they are born with.

Boris's determination is simple. Since death is inevitable, at least Finn's life must be replaced.

In this case, even if he dies, as long as the only one left, Grad, turns to the Chamber of Commerce, he can at least keep the foundation of the association and avoid being...

However, at this moment, Boris suddenly discovered that beneath the exaggerated astonishment on Finn's face, there was a hint of scheming mockery in his eyes.

Before he had time to figure out what this meant, he felt a strong wind coming from his side, and a familiar sharp ax stretched out from it.

Grid... Grad?

(End of this chapter)