Glory Riding and Cutting

After Kress left the tavern, he didn't seem to notice the gang members with poor skills hidden outside the tavern, but went straight to the depths of the slum.

A group of gangsters with sharp weapons in their arms followed Kress silently. At the same time, a group of unexpected guests ushered in their residence.

Kress's subordinates dispersed, and at this time they had arrived at the camps of those gangs. A group of seven stood outside the yards where the gangs were stationed, and then there was the sound of sharp knives being unsheathed. The Nord warriors had drawn their long swords and picked up their shields, and the archers from Vaegia were also there. Arrows are attached to the bow.

Of course, in order to be more like a disguise, they all only wore some worn leather armor. The pedestrians around just walked away when they saw them. After all, in the slums, gang fights are common.

As the leading gladiator kicked open the gate of the courtyard, the gang members staying inside were immediately startled, and they all came out with inferior axes, some even had sticks in their hands, but their number was Clay Sri Lanka's subordinates are more than three times.

"Pfft!" The leading gladiator sneered when he saw their appearance, and then took the lead towards the gangsters.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you put down your weapons and surrender, you still have a chance to survive!" said the scarred gladiator with a dagger in one hand and a fighting ax in the other.

"They only have these few people, what are you afraid of! Come on, brothers!" A gangster who seemed to be the leader shouted, but then he was pierced by an arrow through his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the gangsters finally couldn't restrain their fear of death and put down their weapons.

"Okay! Your former boss is dead! Now I am your new boss, do you understand!"

The gangsters looked at each other, and finally bowed their heads to answer. In this way, Kress's subordinates managed to disperse and lead several major gangs in the slums. Of course, they didn't want it to be so smooth here. They chopped melons and vegetables, and generally all of them were chopped.

The rest of them dare not resist. After all, if the former boss dies, they might live better with the new boss. After all, although these people are vicious, their main purpose is to let themselves live better.

Turning his gaze back to Kress, Kress has already walked into a remote alley at this time. When he walked to the middle, several gangsters rushed out to block the end of the road and the place where Kress came in. Kress's way out, and then more than ten people walked out.

Both ends were blocked, and Kress was already surrounded, but he showed a slight smile. These people finally appeared, and he was a little impatient waiting.

A gang leader with a bald head and one eye came out and said:

"To make money or kill, we give you a chance to choose!"

"I choose to die!" Kress showed a cruel smile, then pulled the rope on his chest that was used to fix the shield behind him, caught the falling shield, and pulled out the sharp sword at his waist.

"Come on!" Tilting his head, Kress challenged. With the blessing of skills, Kress's provocative effect is extraordinary, and the gangsters were immediately enraged. They took out the hidden machete, ax and iron pick from their pockets, and rushed towards Kress with a roar.

Shout out! Kress responded with a louder roar, and the gangsters who were raising their weapons and sprinting were immediately shocked by the huge sound waves. Kress seized the opportunity of their stunned, first brandished the shield and hit a person in the face with the edge On the ground, the man was directly beaten by Kress and flew upside down, his cheeks were sunken, and his skull might have been smashed by Kress.

Kress turned around and kicked a gangster behind him who wanted to sneak attack, kicked him backwards and hit another person, blocking the momentum there, then raised his shield to block an ax, and shot at another person. Turning his body forward and backward, he slashed at the man's head with a sword. The part of the man's head above the jaw was cut off by Kress, and the body fell limply on the ground.

The gangsters behind the man whose head had been cut off suddenly stopped charging, and the temptation and impulse brought by money quickly subsided under the pressure of death. They looked at Kress who was covered in blood in horror, and hesitated forward.

Kress flicked the blood on the sword, and moved forward slowly. Every time Kress took a step forward, those gangsters swallowed and took a step back. The gangster who was about to attack was directly cut off by Kress, and his upper body fell to the ground before he died for a while.

Kress walked up to half of his body, stepped on his back, and prevented him from continuing to climb forward, and then the shield fell hard and fell to the back of his neck. With a blunt sound, the man's head rose, The bones of the neck were completely shattered by Kress, and then the head fell heavily on the ground, the neck became soft and turned into a strange shape, and there was no sound.

This scene overwhelmed the last straw, and the gangsters turned around and ran back, but were immediately pierced by a sharp arrow and fell to the ground.

The bald-headed one-eyed dragon just ran a few steps when he found that several people in front of him and around him had been shot down, and at the end of the road, two archers with big bows had stood at some point.

Swallowing hard, he turned around tremblingly, dropped the ax in his hand, and knelt down in front of Kress with a plop, and began to kowtow, begging for mercy:

"My lord, it was my fault. I offended you, so you just let me go as a fart! I will be your cow and horse, and I will be your dog! I still have some savings, and I will give it to you! You let me go!" Me!" She said and started to cry.

Walking in front of him, he lifted his chin with his sword to make him look up, Kress looked at the crying one-eyed dragon, feeling a little disgusted in his heart, even a cowardly gladiator would not beg for mercy from the enemy at this time .

"Okay!" Hearing Kress's words, Cyclops just showed a trace of excitement, and then froze, blood began to flow out of his mouth, and he looked at Kress in disbelief.

Kress pulled out the tip of the sword that was pushed into the Cyclops' neck and said to the Cyclops' limp corpse:

"Forget it, I've changed my mind, only a good fighter is worth letting him go!"

After shaking off the blood on the sword, Kress put it back into the scabbard and began to walk out of the trail. In the first battle after coming to this world, the opponents were just some social dregs, and Kress was very unhappy.

"Dispose of the corpse!" Passing by his subordinate, Kress turned his head and said to his subordinate, at the same time took out a cloth and wiped the blood on his face.

Nodding, the soldiers gathered the corpses together, then poured oil on them and threw the torches on the pile of corpses.