Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 917: Watchdog

[The biggest tavern in Mountain City, Castle Beauty, is still full tonight. This erect building on the east mountain of the city overlooks the endless plains below the city. It is so simple that the four of them have no real meaning.] From the looks of it, the plain grey wall, which was no different from the defensive wall, could not be linked to the luxurious decoration in the tavern. Not to mention anything else, just the large steam room on the lower floor of the tavern, with hundreds of people working continuously to make the tavern heated up during the business period, can be transported into the tavern through the hundreds of ventilation pipes buried in the tavern, making the tavern as warm as spring. You can see what the tavern is doing.

Others were like stone fountains, with three entrances and four floors. There were almost a hundred private rooms, large and small, and an opera stage with new programs every day. As for the big boss behind the castle beauty, he was naturally from Rackett's family. In fact, the Rackett Clan was also born to run a tavern, which was why they had gradually developed to their current scale.

At this moment, cries of alarm suddenly rang out from a private room. The door of the private room cracked open and a young man rolled out, startling the guests who passed by. The young man lying on the ground had a bloody face and two teeth missing from his mouth. He covered his mouth with one hand and pressed his chest with the other as he groaned endlessly on the ground.

A young man with a wicked appearance walked out of the box. He was tall and had thick limbs. His short hair stood up like steel needles, and his two big copper bell eyes made him think fiercely. The young man dressed in luxurious clothes stepped on the ground and shouted, "In this mountain city, apart from my father and my two brothers, who dares to call themselves noble young masters in front of me? You're the only outsider who deserves to be called a noble young master. What a joke."

"What are you looking at?" He shouted at the onlookers. "Then look and dig out your eyes!"

A tavern steward walked over helplessly and grabbed the young man's arm. "Young Master Remington, don't argue with him. Come on, I'll have someone send you two bottles of good wine to calm down."

Only then did the young man laugh sinisterly and retracted his large feet into the private room.

The steward looked at the young man on the ground and sighed. He didn't mind seeing such a scene anymore, and he couldn't say anything about the one on the ground. He could only be blamed for being blind, who was not to be trifled with, but this mad dog from the Ruo Lai Ke De Clan.

On the opposite side of the compartment, three people stood in the corridor and saw everything that had just happened.

Ellen narrowed his eyes and said, "Is that Rackett's second son, Remington?"

Standing on the left was Belmord, and on the right was a middle-aged man who looked ordinary but was well dressed. The man looked like a wealthy gentleman, and his skin and flesh were well maintained. There was a smile at the corner of his eyes, and he looked like a good gentleman. The man, alias Sbraden, was a chess piece that Edward had planted in Mountain City. He had been doing serious business in Mountain City for half a year. There were still two chess pieces like this, but the other two had always been in the shadows, so what they had to do was live a life that could not be seen.

"That's right. Remington is the most arrogant and arrogant of the Count's three sons. He is the oldest villain in Mountain City. How could he be ridiculous? With Rackett as his father, the citizens of the city would only dare to be angry at him."

"Evil?" Alan nodded and asked, "What about the other two sons of Rackett? Tell me about them."

"Yes, my lord. Shall we go back to the private room and talk?"

"I heard that the beauty of the castle is best at brewing spirits?" Alan made a gesture of invitation.

"Yes, my lord," said Spraiden cheerfully. "Would you like to try it?"

"No, I still have some business to attend to, so I'll just casually ask."

Spraider lowered his head, not daring to let the young viscount see the bitter smile on his face.

He was completely unable to grasp this master's thoughts.

It was so warm in the box that Ante went to sleep with her clothes. Alan shook his head and invited Sbraden to sit down. The latter sat in a reserved manner, half done and half from the bottom of his heart. "The eldest of Count Rackett's three sons, Jopney, is the Count's appointed heir. This Young Master Yopuni could also live up to the expectations of the count. He had joined the army at a young age, starting from a small soldier until now, he was a hundred men long. Originally, with his military merits, he could have been promoted to deputy commander, but he had stayed in the position of centurion until now.

"That should be the count's intention to temper this son."

"Yes, Yopuni also has some prestige in the army and is very polite. It should not be difficult for him to take his father's seat in the future." Spraider smiled and said, "If this eldest young master has been nurtured by the count, then Second Young Master Remington is simply letting him go. Remington is a famous mad dog in Mountain City. He catches whoever bites. Apart from being polite to his two brothers, he doesn't care who you are. As long as you step on his tail, you will die and peel off a layer of skin."

Alan nodded and signaled the man to continue.

"As for the third young master Parson, I heard that since childhood, many disasters, health than his two brothers is not as good. For the first three hundred days of the year, almost all of them stayed in the City Lord's Mansion without seeing the sun. He didn't spread any notoriety, but he didn't have anything to be praised for. Even less than his second brother Remington, he only knew that he liked a singer in the city. Whenever she performs, Parsons will go to the theatre. "

"You've done a good job knowing so much. In the future, Mr. Sbraden will definitely be the biggest merchant in Mountain City." Alan said hintingly.

Sbraden tried his best to conceal the ecstasy in his heart. With Alan's words, his future could be said to be bright. Alan stood up without Red King and said to Belmord, "Take Ante back to the hotel and wait for me."

Belmord didn't ask anything, just did it. Spraiden was stunned for a moment before he dared to ask, "Where are you going, my lord?"

Belmord looked at the private room far away and smiled, "Probably to torture the wicked."

Spraiden was stunned, so he went openly to pick a quarrel with the other party?

In the private room, the lights were red and the wine was green.

On a long table, bottles of debris were swept to both sides. Three enchanting girls were playing around on the table, playing with some provocative postures. A woman even dared to jump onto Remington, who was known as a mad dog. She gently ripped off the cut on Remington's coat with a mouthful of teeth and used her spirit snake-like tongue to slide over his chest, causing both men to heckle. Remington laughed heartily and allowed the woman to do as she pleased.

The woman's sweet tongue slid across her lower abdomen and deliberately lit Remington's fire, but she was too easy to catch. Instead of exploring further, his body was about to retract back onto the table, intending to tease him. Unfortunately, Remington was not the kind of person who had the style. He immediately cursed and pulled a woman's hair. He placed her head on his waist and shouted, "Bite me."

The woman blushed at him, wanting to cry but not daring to. Seeing that the others were looking at both sides, they didn't dare to say a word for her, so they had to accept their fate. He was about to open his mouth to serve this wicked young man. Suddenly, someone kicked the door of the cabin that he had just put back with great difficulty, and it exploded from the outside. The door that exploded into two pieces flew in, scaring all the men and women in the cabin to jump up and down.

Remington immediately pushed the woman to the side and stood up. "Who is this blind guy who dares to cause trouble here?" He shouted.

Alan walked in with a smile and looked at the crowd. "I heard that there's a mad dog here. I just happened to lack a watchdog, so I came over to see if it was close."

Instantly, a gasp sounded from the private room.

Remington laughed angrily, "Alright, you have a lot of guts to ask me to take care of your house."

"You dare to stand here now?" Ellen walked over to Remington and said, "If you lay down and lick your shoes obediently, you can break fewer bones."

"Bullshit!" Remington lifted the table and pounced on Alan.

He originally wanted to smash his fist into this brat's hateful face, but suddenly, for some reason, the heavens and earth started to spin. Then, he flew out and smashed heavily onto the opposite wall. Just as he was about to slip down, Alan flashed over and stomped on his chest. The wall collapsed, scaring the guests in the next room into shouting.

Alan smiled as Remington stepped on the ground. The soles of his feet paused, and the broken stone tables and chairs around him jumped. A circle of Qi blew out, and Remington couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His chest was burning with pain, and he didn't know how many bones he had broken. Even though he had the aura to soar into the sky, he was completely wiped out by Allen's feet. He's crazy, but he's not an idiot. Only a fool would risk his life if he lost, he wouldn't.

"Do you know who I am?"

Ellen said, "Yo, now you know who you are? Isn't it too late, Young Master Remington?"

"You know who I am!" Remington's eyes flashed. The other party knew his identity and still dared to make a move, so he naturally had no fear. At this time, the inn steward and the guard arrived together. Seeing Remington being trampled by Alan, they were both angry and shocked, but they didn't dare to step forward, afraid that saving someone would tire Remington.

Alan lowered his head and said, "Tell your men not to leave the tavern. If the city guards are alerted, there won't be any Remington after tonight."

Remington was sweating profusely as he shouted, "Did you hear that?"

Then he looked at Ellen and said, "What do you want?"

Ellen smiled sincerely. "I just said that I'm missing a watchdog. Watch the city for me. I wonder if Young Master Remington is interested."

Remington was shocked and muttered, "Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy." Allen continued, "It was never your turn to sit in Mountain City." That's why you abandoned yourself and became a mad dog. Outsiders see you as a madman, but you're actually taking revenge on Earl Rackett and your big brother, aren't you? You see, as long as they're alive, you can only be a mad dog for the rest of your life. "If I tell you that these two will not survive for more than three days, would you dare to take over the position of City Lord?"

Remington looked at Ellen with his eyes wide open. "You're really crazy!"

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