Chapter 302 Take Action

You bunch of bastards, if you know what you're doing, you should be on guard against me as soon as possible, otherwise when I wait, you bastards will all be in bad luck! "The young man stumbled over under the push of several robbers. Along the way, he kept struggling and shouting curses. However, amidst the struggle and shouting, a pair of eyes always flickered, giving him an impression. People feel a sense of lack of confidence. (

"Jia...Gasuo, how could it be Gasuo? This little bastard, didn't I tell him not to come back? Why did he come back..." The moment the young man walked onto the church square, Lao Sa The expression on Latte's face froze, and his old face instantly turned pale. His eyes looked directly at the young man. The words coming out of his mouth were incoherent and it was difficult to form a complete sentence.

"What's the matter, Uncle Sarat?" Lin Li looked at the old Sarat next to him, and then at the young man in the church square. At this moment, everything came to his mind: "Could it be that he Is he your son?"

"Yes, it's this little bastard..." Seeing his biological son being caught by the robbers, the old man was so anxious that he said, "What should I do, Feyre, what do you think I should do, this little bastard? It’s not a good time to come back. He has to choose this time to come back. I’ve told him before, don’t go back to Wuyun Town before the 15th of every month..."

"Uncle Sarat, don't worry. Your son will be fine..." Lin Li's words were not pure comfort. The reason was simple. The strength of this group of bandits was too weak. There were so many people present. , the strongest ones are over level 10. To a level 16 great mage, they are no different from ants. As long as Lin Li is willing, he can kill them all at any time. The son who rescued old Sarat is not there at all. Next words.

Therefore, Lin Li was not worried from the beginning to the end. After comforting Old Salat, his eyes fell on the young man named Gasso. There were more than a thousand people in the church square, including residents and robbers, but what really made Lin Li feel The one who is interested is this unsatisfactory son in the words of old Sarat. This young man named Gasso is indeed a bit interesting. He is wearing a tight-fitting leather armor that is often worn on adventures, but his steps are frivolous when walking, and he does not look like him at all. It looked like he had practiced martial arts. Moreover, when this guy walked onto the church square, Lin Li had clearly seen a small iron hook half exposed from his pocket. Lin Li remembered that this thing was the most popular among Garros thieves. Commonly used tools…

It seems that Old Sarath's son may be more disappointing than he imagined...

Several robbers brought Gaso to the church square. One of them walked a few steps and trotted all the way to the long table and whispered a few words to the little leader who was counting money.

"What?" The robber's words immediately made Xiaotou =: furious. He didn't even count the money or scold anyone. He suddenly stood up from behind the long table with a look on his face. With a ferocious look on his face, he walked towards Gasso step by step.

Finally, there was a crisp sound of "pop".

"Damn it. You are so brave!" Xiaotou =: slapped hard in the face. Gasso was slapped on the spot until half of his face was swollen.

Follow. Another hard kick. Then he kicked Gasso until he staggered. If it weren't for the two robbers behind him who held him steady enough. I'm afraid it's just this kick. You can kick him to the ground on the spot. After one kick. The little boss still doesn't give up. The immediate response was a severe beating: "Damn it, you also have a boss, right? Okay. I want to see today. Is it your backstage that is tough? Or my fists that are tough. You two, what are you still doing?" Beat me the fuck up. Beat me to death!"

The little boss shouted. Other robbers also swarmed up. All of a sudden. Just listen to the muffled sound of fists falling on the flesh.

When the slap fell on Gasso. Old Sarat had already clenched his fist tightly. At this time, more than a dozen robbers swarmed up. He beat his son severely. Old Sarat finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"Marcol. You bandits. Let go of my son!" Old Sarat didn't know where he got his strength from. He raised his hand and pushed aside the crowd in front of him. Follow. He rushed over in the eyes of everyone.

Without waiting for everyone to react. Old Sarat was already like a hen guarding her young. Keep Gasol firmly behind you. Let the fists rain like raindrops. One after another they fall on themselves.

However, Old Sarat is an old man in his fifties after all. Even if he is strong and strong all year round, he is still far from what he was when he was young. At this time, more than a dozen robbers are fighting with fists and kicks. How can Old Sarat Can it withstand it? In just a moment, Old Sarat was beaten until he vomited blood and was about to collapse to the ground.

"Damn it, you damn old man, are you looking for death? Okay, I'll give you this chance!"

This time, Lin Li couldn't stay still.

Lin Liyao

, took out the Sky Staff from the Ring of Endless Storm, followed by casting: | Technique.

In an instant, a bright red spread across the church square. Thousands of blood vines grew wildly, like countless red poisonous snakes tightly entangled, and like bright red blood flowers blooming in the church square. At this moment, the more than a thousand people in the church square were all stunned. Everyone looked at the center of the church square, looking at the suffocating red.

"Damn it, what is this..." Before a group of robbers could even scream, they were swallowed up in a flash of red.

The one who took the brunt of it was the little bandit leader named Marco. Hundreds of blood vines were tightly wrapped around his body, winding down in circles. They looked so dense that they actually covered his whole body. Come on, this is a real level 15 magic. Even the great magician may not be able to fight it, let alone a low-level warrior like Marco. He can't struggle or resist. He can only watch these hundreds of things. The blood vines wrapped themselves tighter and tighter...

After doing all this, Lin Li patted the dust on his robe and slowly walked out of the crowd.

"Honestly, Mr. Marco, I don't think you have a chance to have dinner..."

"You, you, you... who are you?" Poor Marco was tightly entangled with the blood vines. He could even feel that these damn vines had countless spikes, and they were slowly entering his body. When you squeeze it away, the pain is not strong, but it makes people feel desperate involuntarily, as if a dull knife is slowly cutting into one's body...

"Me?" Lin Li chanted a spell and slightly controlled the growth of the blood vines so that they would not hurt innocent people. Then he replied with a smile on his face: "Just a person who doesn't want to pay taxes..."

Just as the two were asking and answering questions, waves of whispers came from the crowd in the church. At first, there were only two or three people, but soon, the voices of these two or three people became louder and louder. Like a plague, it quickly spread to the entire church square.

People were asking each other whether they knew where this young man came from. Then, naturally, some people who knew Lin Li proudly told them that this young man had just moved to Wuyun Town a month ago. What have you bought in your own store in the past few days...

However, regardless of whether they recognized him or not, no one among the more than a thousand people present had expected that this gentle-looking young man was actually a magician with powerful power!

This news is simply an earth-shattering shock to the residents of Wuyun Town. In their eyes, magicians are simply the most mysterious profession in the world. They control lightning, storms, flames and ice, using powers that are not ordinary. , creating one miracle after another in the world.

A month ago, when this young man just moved to Wuyun Town, the residents just thought that he was a very lovable young man, gentle and humble, who always smiled at everyone. At that time, they But I never thought that this lovable young man could have such a powerful power hidden behind his gentleness and humility.

"Is Feyre really a magician?"

"Of course!" The person who said this was Lin Li's landlord, a fat aunt in her forties who owned a bakery. At this time, the fat aunt was proudly showing off to the neighbors, showing off her How did you know at a glance that this young man was extraordinary, and how did you give him meticulous care in your daily life...

Anyway, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net If it weren’t for the fact that Lin Li had lived in Wuyun Town for a short period of time, she might even be able to boast that Lin Li’s magic was actually taught by her!

Suddenly, the church square became extremely lively, and everyone's hearts dropped. At this time, no one cared about the group of robbers. In their view, since there was a magician in Wuyun Town, , then these little robbers will probably die.

"I, I, I... I'm warning you, kid, we are members of the Char Thieves Group. If you dare to mess around, our boss will never let you go..." Marco was entangled by the Blood Vine Technique. , has completely lost the previous majesty, and now he is like a drowning man, desperately trying to grasp the last straw.

Unfortunately, this straw was of no significance to Lin Li, because he had no idea who the Asian Bandits were, let alone who the "boss" in Mar's mouth was.

"Honestly, Mr. Marco, you talk too much..."

Then, the gem on the top of the Qiong Staff lit up...