A large wine glass accidentally flew out and became the trigger for this gang fight.
Of course, the large wine glass couldn't hit "Silver Eyes" Salk. Salk punched instantly, and the first edge wrapped in fighting spirit shattered the wine glass without even a drop of wine splashing on him.
But the flying pieces of the wine glass were like sharp hidden weapons, hitting the bodies and faces of the surrounding wild wolf mercenaries.
The two closest mercenaries were unable to dodge, and their faces were scratched by pieces of wine glasses, causing them to scream in pain.
Salk was still trying to find out who threw the wine glass in the crowd, but the mercenaries of Wild Wolf Fox rushed towards him, yelling and cursing.
Police rushed to the front, and a cold light struck Salk's face.
"Looking for death!" A cold light flashed in SAIC's single eye, he stepped aside to pass the sword edge, and with lightning speed, he grabbed Solid's sword-holding wrist and broke it out, and the other fist wrapped in fighting spirit struck solidly. On Solid's lower abdomen.
Although he had the enchanted sword in his hand, there was a big gap in strength between Police and Salk, who were only third-level warriors. The severe pain in his lower abdomen caused his face to instantly deform, and he flew backwards while letting go of the sword in his hand. .
The long sword that had escaped his hands flew past a mercenary's head and was inserted into a pillar of the bar. The blade of the sword easily penetrated more than half a foot deep.
As soon as SAIC beat the police away, two mercenaries from Wild Wolf Fox pounced on him at the same time, one on the left and one on the right. Salk raised his foot and kicked one of them over, but was kicked on the waist by another mercenary from the side. He staggered back a few steps and almost fell down.
Salk had just stood up, and Solid had already endured the severe pain and got up. This time he didn't reach for the sword again, and rushed towards Salk with a strange scream.
Mercenaries were not allowed to use weapons when fighting in the bar, and Solid had already broken the rules, so SAIC knocked his sword away as soon as he came up.
When the mercenaries on both sides saw this, they all swarmed forward. Tables and chairs were flying around, and their fists hit the flesh. The two sides immediately broke into a fight.
Although Salk had the advantage in combat power, there were seven mercenaries in the Wild Wolf Fox team, while the blood-striking side only had four. Without being able to kill him, Salk took several blows in succession.
Fights between mercenaries were common in bars, but large-scale fights between two mercenary groups were rare. The mercenaries surrounding them shouted excitedly and poured large gulps of wine into their mouths.
Nightingale had long been accustomed to this kind of thing, and was still lying on the bar, meditating. The chaotic scene in front of her made her go back to her youth, when the leaders of two small mercenary groups and their people had a fight because of her.
The shouts, the banging of fists on the body, and the cheers were so loud that the roof of the entire bar was almost lifted off.
No one noticed that there were two thin figures among the excited onlookers. On the surface, they were as excited as the other mercenaries. Their shouting voices were not quiet at all, but their large cloaks covered their entire figures, and their eyes looked unusual. Calm.
"You are so smart, you actually came up with such a move." Tony said softly from below, kicking Arthur with his foot.
"I don't think it's enough. This won't make the matter bigger." Arthur replied in a low voice.
"He-he, look at me." Tony laughed strangely and stepped back.
A bearded mercenary standing at the end of the crowd was standing on his feet and stretching his neck to look forward, but the shaking of the mercenary in front always blocked his sight, and he couldn't help but curse. At this time, he suddenly felt a lightness on the back of his waist, and his eyes suddenly rose. However, before he had time to be happy, he left the ground and was thrown towards the battle group in the middle.
"Who the hell is causing trouble!" The bearded mercenary looked back in the air to find the person who made the move.
Before he could find anyone, he bumped into Salk's back with a "bang", who was facing the two men's attack. Salk stumbled forward, and Police and two other mercenaries took the opportunity to rush up and give him a hard blow.
SAIC was really fired up, and the fighting spirit in his body suddenly exploded, knocking Solid and others away. When he turned around, he saw the bearded mercenary who was attacking him getting up from the ground. He turned around and kicked him into the crowd of mercenaries, knocking down two mercenaries who were watching.
"You actually beat me up, there is really no good thing in stabbing blood!" The bearded mercenary got up from the ground and spat on the ground with bloody spit. He didn't care about looking for anyone to throw him out, and pounced directly on him. Salk.
"We're coming too!" The two mercenaries who were knocked over by the bearded mercenary also rushed forward to attack the bleeding mercenary.
It was only then that Salk realized that he had beaten the wrong person, but naturally he could not give in during the fight, so he simply stopped holding back, and exploded with all his fighting spirit, relying on his level advantage to knock down the mercenaries who came forward one by one.
The bar was already a mess. In addition to the three mercenaries who rushed up before, there were also mercenaries who were inexplicably pushed or thrown into the battlefield from time to time. After being attacked, they simply joined the melee.
Most of the mercenaries' attacks were on blood-stricken mercenaries. Except for Salk, who was still holding on to fight back wildly, the other three blood-stricken mercenaries had been knocked over and were lying on the ground surrounded by other mercenaries. Beat.
"How's it going? Is it good enough this time?" Tony, who was walking through the crowd, squeezed back to Arthur again.
"Then let's go, too."
"Okay, Salk has had enough limelight today, I'm going to give him a hard slap!" Tony looked at Salk, who was surrounded by white fighting spirit, with a cold look in his eyes.
"No, let's help pierce the blood!" Arthur grabbed Tony, who was about to rush towards Salk.
Tony was stunned.
"Listen to me, be careful not to let anyone recognize you, and then we split up and retreat!" Arthur nodded vigorously at Tony, turned around and slowly moved towards the pillar with the enchanted sword.
Nightingale's brows began to frown. She vaguely felt that something was wrong. The fight for a sword tonight seemed to involve a wider scope and seemed to be getting out of control.
At this moment, there were several snapping sounds, three lights on the wall of the bar were broken one after another, and the room suddenly became dark.
"Stop it all!" When Nightingale realized something was wrong, she wanted to stop the fight.
"Ah!" A scream that penetrated the entire bar sounded almost at the same time as Nightingale stopped drinking.
The fighting stopped instantly, and the whole bar fell silent.
Solid was slowly falling down with his hands on his stomach, and a short sword with a bone handle was inserted into his stomach.
"It wasn't me, it wasn't me who stabbed him!" A bloody mercenary who climbed up from the ground shook his head quickly, and the scabbard hanging on his waist was already empty.
Nightingale was stunned for a moment, this was no longer an ordinary fight.