Chapter 13 What are you looking at?
The hotel is a small wooden building with two floors.
The ground floor is a pub that provides food and beverage, with a large bar and many tables and chairs.
There were a few drinkers drinking and chatting at the bar, and there were also many residents sitting at the tables and chairs, making the scene look very harmonious.
But as soon as Leon entered, he ran into a drunk guy holding a glass of beer.
Although he tried his best to avoid it, the staggering guy still spilled the beer in his hand all over him, and even hugged him, his throat moving and about to vomit something.
Li Ang naturally pushed the drunkard away reflexively, then stared at the other's intimidating mouth, thinking about where to hide...
The drunk was stunned for a while, swallowed hard twice, but did not vomit. Instead, he asked a familiar question: "You...what are you looking at?!"
Li Ang answered almost subconsciously: "What are you looking at..."
As a result, the drunkard drew his sword and said, "... Bastard! I'm going to kill you!"
This is such an unexpected disaster...
In all conscience, anyone who hears this classic question will answer like this...
The drunken guy couldn't even walk steadily, and he waved the sword in his hand randomly, causing a commotion in the tavern. Then a large group of drinkers jumped and hid everywhere - the drunkard wielded the sword at will, and there was no telling where he would stab the next second...
A man in a noble robe seemed to be scratched by the tip of a sword. He screamed like a chicken and crawled behind the bar to hide.
Li Ang sighed, found the right opportunity to kick the drunkard to the ground, then twisted his wrist, ready to confiscate the weapon in his hand.
Unexpectedly, the drunkard seemed to have drunk so much that he had lost all sense of pain - even with his wrist twisted, he still insisted on stabbing Le Ang with the sword.
And the power is unexpectedly great.
There was no choice but to step back to avoid it, then turned around and picked up a chair and smashed it on the man's head.
As a result, the drunkard probably subconsciously raised his sword to block, but the chair hit his sword blade into his face like a hammer...
The drunk staggered and fell, his own sword embedded in his skull.
Not much blood flowed, but red liquid was slowly flowing along the blood groove of the sword - it was obvious that he was dead, and his brains were all spilled out.
The pub was quiet.
It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Li Ang was also confused. Was this considered self-defense or emergency avoidance?
Everyone in the tavern was staring at Li Ang.
But it was the pretty boy in aristocratic robe hiding behind the bar who spoke first.
"Someone...someone died?! Ah! Someone's been murdered..."
Then, he screamed loudly and danced out of the tavern. His agility was so fast that Leon was amazed...
The tavern owner also came out from behind the bar, looked at the drunkard lying dead on the ground, then looked at Li Ang who was a little depressed, and said something fair.
"I think you can probably enjoy the bastard's weapons and wallet, after all, you prevented more people from having their skulls chopped off... But it's not a good thing for a person to die in a store, so you'd better take the bastard's body and leave here immediately."
Li Ang sighed helplessly. It was normal for the tavern owner not to want to cause trouble. The pretty boy who ran out yelling would probably soon attract the city defense forces.
Although in this era, it was not a big deal for a noble to kill a few civilians in self-defense, he was only a reserve baron, and his usual behavior was also subject to review and assessment. He did not want to be involved in a murder lawsuit at this critical juncture.
In desperation, he had to drag the body onto the horse and leave the tavern.
It was obviously impossible to leave the city with the body, so Li Ang had to hide in the alleys and plan to find a deserted place in the city to bury the drunkard.
But when people are unlucky, even drinking cold water will cause their teeth to get stuck...
Just as Li Ang took the corpse to a grassy area near the city wall and prepared to dig a pit under the cover of night, a large group of masked men in black emerged from the corner of the wall behind him and stood in a row, blocking the only passable alley.
The leader was holding an oil lamp and even walked forward to carefully shine a light on Li Ang's face.
"Look at this black hair and black eyes, this must be 'that person'... Tsk tsk, I didn't expect he has a bulging wallet... It's really a double blessing..."
This voice is exactly the same as the one that screamed and ran out of the tavern...
These guys are killers from the Red Brotherhood!
Le Ang drew out his sword and reflected seriously. Could it be that his blackmail of Count Oden in the afternoon was so shameless that even the gods could not bear it?
Otherwise, why would bad things happen to me one after another?
After all, time travel has already happened , so maybe there are gods in the continent of Pendor...
Well, I have to be careful with what I say and do in the future.
I have to at least make sure the goddess doesn’t hate me!
In the future, try not to extort money in places with statues of gods...
Standing up and looking around at the black-clad and masked men holding various weapons, Leon decided to use the strongest skill he had ever learned in his life!
——Run away!
He pushed the corpse off the horse's back to the ground, then jumped on the horse and rushed out slashing with his sword.
There was no way, the Thirty-Six Stratagems were the most advanced strategies he had ever learned.
Unless you have no other choice, you should try to avoid doing this kind of thing where one person fights a dozen people...
If you get hurt, it will hurt. If you bleed too much, you will die. This is not a game.
It was a wise decision to run away immediately.
The group of men in black didn't expect Leon to react so quickly and resolutely. They tried to intercept him in a hurry, but Alice had already knocked him out.
In the pitch-black alley, the horse's speed was not fast enough, but at least it was not slower than a person.
The masked killers behind him began throwing knives, but in the winding alley, the knives could only create small sparks on the wall.
In certain situations, horses are far superior to other means of transportation such as motorcycles.
Because horses usually don't run into walls on their own without anyone controlling them - even in the dark.
Leon now had no control at all, and he knew that if he pulled the reins, Alice might do something wrong.
He just kept tapping the horse's belly gently to urge Alice to keep running.
Alice did a good job. After wandering in the alley for a while, she finally arrived at a main street and successfully got rid of most of the masked robbers behind her.
This was already an unfamiliar road. Next to it was a stone house base. Torches were stuck on the wall, and the flickering flames illuminated this short section of the road.
The house was very tall, and there seemed to be a watchtower on the top. A flag with a golden lion emblem on it extended horizontally from the watchtower.
When Li Ang saw the flag, he stopped his horse, turned around, and grinned, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth: "It seems that the goddess likes me!"
The man in black behind him gradually stopped.
In fact, there are only three people left who can chase here. The movements of one of them are quite familiar. He is probably the pretty boy with "excellent skills" when escaping from the tavern.
Several guys from the Red Brotherhood looked at each other, seemingly unsure whether to continue the pursuit.
But Li Ang shouted directly: "Someone come! Killing people!"
This tone is almost exactly the same as when that pretty boy ran out of the tavern...
