Chapter 269 My Brother and I Are Close to Each Other, but My Brother Takes My Heart Out?

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

Or these widows who were so excited that they were dizzy had long forgotten this in their beautiful fantasy of talking nonsense.

Finally seeing the savior, they shouted "My lord, you are finally here", and then rushed to be the first to rush up and cry, to see if they could get familiar with the master, so that they could go further later.

But now the situation in the inner city has been tense, and Boris is taking a big risk to come here, so the guards are tense all the time, and can't stand even a little stimulation.

Especially now, seeing several black shadows screaming and rushing up desperately, they were so scared that they thought it was the strange creatures that blew up the building back then.

"There is an assassin, protect the master!"

With a clang, they drew out their swords at their waists, and didn't even bother to ask, they just raised their hands and chopped.

And amidst the continuous shouts, all the hunters drove their horses to the carriages of their families.

With the tight wall of armor and flesh and blood, they stopped all the "enemies" who tried to come forward, and they were just waiting for the order of the head of the family to start fighting.

Therefore, if someone hadn't reminded them in time, and they were more cautious due to the special nature of this visit, they might have really fought for such an inexplicable reason.

But even so, the knife was swung out, and several unlucky people who were dressed relatively forward had already fallen to the ground, and the bright red blood slowly flowed out from under the black long skirt, and soon turned into gorgeous flowers.

"Fuck!"

Even with Boris's tutor, he stretched his neck to look out through the gap between the tribesmen, but he saw this scene, and he couldn't help but cursed.

He originally wanted to come here to discuss cooperation with a peaceful mind, but before he could even open his mouth, he killed several humans in other people's territory. Is there still a 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 several clean-faced humans, who should be so-called "Oriental faces", coming over.

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

"So you are friends from the Adventurer's Association. I have heard of your noble character for a long time, and today I see that it is true."

"Yes, thank you very much for helping us punish these gang villains who wanted to cause trouble in the ancestral temple."

What?

Is this the unique grammatical style and rhetoric of Orientals?

Boris was deeply confused, and then his face changed drastically.

- Because he found that the other party used only this short sentence to directly define the killing, which was not very glorious, as fair and justifiable, and even a bit of a justifiable act of justice.

This ability to confuse right and wrong and make up lies immediately reminded him of the wealthy tycoons in the Business Federation. He didn't expect that there were still people as shameless as them in the world!

Players had already guessed through investigation and inference that the three families in the inner city would send people in the next two days, and they also had a hunch that it would be people from the Adventurer's Association.

But they didn't expect that Boris himself would come. Tsk tsk, as the president, it was really a very brave, or reckless and stupid behavior at this sensitive time.

But since they came, the players had no excuse to refuse.

And the window for negotiations still existed, so Boris had 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 was very serious. He had regarded the diplomatic victory with the White Wolf Family as one of the most important turnarounds for the Adventurer's Association in the outer city.

The players also attach great importance to this exchange. After all, whether it is a military push or peaceful cooperation, they need local people to help with matchmaking and management of affairs.

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

Therefore, the two sides reached a cooperation agreement very smoothly. The White Wolf Family and the Adventurer Association must respect each other's rights and interests in Sunshine City and jointly crack down on various illegal and criminal acts inside and outside the city.

As for the detailed terms, the White Wolf is obliged to assist registered adventurers in carrying out reasonable and compliant activities and living behaviors in the outer city, and 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 to expand its influence, and give them the first priority to issue tasks to adventurers, as well as the detailed right to designate executors.

In short, the association is weak and lacks resources, and the White Wolf is new and lacks helpers. The two sides complement each other's strengths and weaknesses, and can make the lame and the blind into a complete person.

"I hope that our friendly exchanges can bring Sunshine City a peaceful and developing tomorrow, and make it a true pearl of the southern border."

As the two sides smiled and shook hands, the negotiation was declared over.

However, the end of the negotiation does not mean the end of the communication. Both sides wanted to pry more information from each other under the pretext of "talking excitedly", so they continued to chat.

The player did not want Boris to think that they only had the association as a cooperation option, so he simply told the other party that he actually had another base 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 walking around the pub and asking around. Why not show your sincerity by bringing them out.

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 out 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 Chamber of Commerce, and "voluntarily" 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 what now?

Not only did the Orientals not take a penny from you, they even took the initiative to spend a large sum of money to entertain everyone with good wine and good 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 took the initiative to 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.

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 attack at the inner city, I might 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 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 walking 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 lucky enough to be strong and met a reliable doctor after getting rid of my pursuers, I might not have been hunted to death like this!

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, letting another blade 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 a sure winner, 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 out laughing. 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.

"Oh……"

Both are two-handed warriors, and both are masters of sword-wielding. Although the two have different origins and 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, and his muscles bulged 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 doubt, 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?