"Thank you," Rick also thought about whether he would become a burden. After hearing Jim's words, he felt better and stopped talking about this topic. "Jim, you once served as the captain of Mingx Wings, and you will be cared for in the future. ⊥,"

Jim smiled bitterly and sighed, "I dare not take it. In fact, two years ago, before the first mission was completed, I, the so-called captain, was appointed to a false position."

"Why is this?" Rick asked in confusion.

Jim sighed again, his face hesitant, not knowing how to say it.

"All the players are destroyed..." Seeing this, Pabby had to tell Jim.

Jim's expression became even more dimmed.

Rick was shocked, "What's going on? Did you encounter the Six-Star Warcraft?"

"If you really encounter the six-star monster, you won't be completely destroyed. There are so many people who still have the ability to escape..." Pabi said helplessly.

"It's because of a woman..." Jim looked up at the monotonous ceiling above, as if he was trapped in many memories, "She used to be my teammate, a magician with excellent talent in the entire series..."

Rick listened quietly, looking forward to his next words.

"She betrayed us for some reason and killed the rest of the team. I was the only one who survived." Jim seemed to suddenly become decadent, and his tone was helpless. "We were as weak as an ant in her eyes, and we didn't even dare to have the idea of ​​resisting."

"It's so strong?" Although Rick's Wings of the Mingx are quite strange, there are usually no freshmen at the level of Earth Knight and Beastmaster, and there will be no swordsman level like him. His regular strength is always at the level of high-level swordsman.

However, the woman Jim mentioned easily killed three companions with one person's strength. Even if Jim is excluded, with the strength of Belle's third-level beastmaster, it may be difficult to kill Xin and Gree in seconds at the same time.

"When she first entered the Mingx Academy, she said: "When she won the first place in the freshman game, her strength had soared from a magician to a magician."

In just one month, I can actually cross two major levels? This is too amazing...

"What about her now?" Rick asked curiously.

"Haha, she's one year younger than me," Jim shook his head and sighed, "I'm now a great saint magician..."

"She is called [Witch]. She is called Elle..."

"Eller." Rick recited the name repeatedly and silently remembered it in his heart.

"Ha, it's all the past that I can't bear to look back on. Why don't you talk about? Come and have a drink!" Parby said, holding up the wine glass, touching Jim with her elbow.

"Haha, Kyle, you're laughing." Jim no longer looked very emotional, and suddenly regained his spirits. He drank a glass silently, but the haze in his eyes was still lingering.

Rick smiled and said nothing, and drank the light yellow wine in the glass in one sip.

Halfway through drinking, Rick's face turned red and he couldn't help coughing, "Oh my God, what's this? It's so spicy."

Jim and Pabby looked at each other and smiled, "Drink slowly, this wine is very strong."

Rick stared at the glass of strong wine, and couldn't help but miss the days when he was dating in the rain forest with details. This was the best wine at that time, but he met a good roommate, which was the blessing of Michel, and drank the wine that he usually didn't dare to think about.

The three of them chatted while drinking. After a few turns, Rick and Pabby were fine, and Jim couldn't hold on.

"Haha, Jim only learned to drink a while ago, don't be surprised." Pabby explained with a smile, slapped Jim's back, slapped Jim's back.

Rick smiled indifferently, shook his glass, thinking to himself: "It seems that Jim will become a drunkard like Aaron..."

"Hey, you spit on my shoes!" A strong man looked at Jim who was bent over and gasping for breath in anger, and sneered: "It's ridiculous to learn from others' drinking in this way."

Rick and Parby frowned at the same time.

However, Jim didn't know whether it was because he was drunk or because the memories Eller brought to him were pressing on his nerves, Rick saw the gentle Jim snorting coldly, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

"Who allows you to look directly at me? Miscellaneous." Jim straightened up, his long black hair covering half of his face.

When the strong man heard this, he was furious and reached out and grabbed Jim's hair rudely, trying to press him hard to the ground.

His hand was less than half a meter away from Jim, so he could not reach out. Rick's hand tightly held the strong man's wrist and said coldly: "You can't afford to offend this person, just get out of here."

"Hmph, boy has some strength." The strong man pulled his hand back with force, twisted his wrist, which was a little painful, and used color to the back, saying disdainfully: "I can't afford to offend? What about us?"

Five or six reckless men with the same muscles as Anger stood up, handing their hands on their chests, staring at Rick, Parby and Jim like a bodyguard.

Seeing that someone was making a fuss, many people in the bar focused on Rick's corner, and they looked lively while chatting.

The bar servants were used to this matter and warned casually: "Don't make trouble in the bar, you must beat them out."

The strong man in the lead snorted coldly. He really didn't dare to make trouble in the bar. "Boy, do you dare to go out with us? You only have three people, I promise one-on-one, how about it?"

Pabi laughed loudly, not taking him seriously at all, relaxing himself.

Rick didn't care and asked with a smile: "Jim, what do you think you should do?"

Jim slowly stood up, his body shaking a little. He touched the vomit beside his mouth and smeared it on the strong man in the lead.

"Don't give anyone face," Jim looked at the strong man with anger and blushed face in a daze, and sneered: "Just start fighting."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jim's hand that was stroking the strong man's chest clenched from his fist and smacked on the bridge of his nose with a whistle. A stream of blood shot into the air like a fountain.

The strong man collapsed backward like a big tree. He fell to the ground with a bang. He was already knocked out by Jim's punch.

"Go to die!" The younger brother behind the strong man saw that Jim was even more unreasonable than them, cursed and rushed towards Rick and the other two.

A strong man suddenly flew out upside down, smashing many tables and chairs along the way, and smashing many wine glasses.

The mercenaries who were drinking were not angry at all. They knew that someone would pay the bill for them later, so they were just happy to relax and applauded.

Rick kicked the man easily with a flash of leg. He looked at Parby and pressed the two strong men's accomplices to the ground, sneered, and then twisted their arms.

The remaining two men saw that three accomplices were lying on the ground, and looked at Rick, Parby and Jim, who were intact, and couldn't help but retreat.

Jim scraped his nose with his hand, and his elegant temperament had long disappeared. He seemed full of ruffianism at this moment. He was staring at his prey like a wolf, and said in a chilling voice: "These two are mine."

"Well. No one snatched you." Pabi stepped on the heads of the two strong men, his tone very plain.

Sure enough, people should not behave like a scholar. These two guys looked like scholars and were really cruel when they started. Rick shrugged helplessly, saying that he would not interfere with Jim.

"Hey, I have something to say." Jim's intimidating eyes made the only two strong men who could stand feel palpitations. Seeing that he had no intention of stopping, he had to ask for help from the servant beside him: "Someone is causing trouble here! Why haven't the thug invited in the bar come yet?"

However, no one cares about them.

The next second, Jim rushed to the middle of the two men like a ghost, slashed a man in the throat with his hand, and he stabbed him hard on the other man's stomach with his elbow.

The two strong men immediately spitted and rolled their eyes in pain.

Jim sneered, kicking the two people stacked together with one foot, smashing the bar gate, and they rolled a few laps in the street before stopping.

"A group of guys who are self-inflicted." Parbi, who was watching the show, laughed.

Jim finally came to his senses. He patted the dust on his hands, looked at the man who was falling to the ground in disgust, and said lightly: "It seems that I can't finish drinking this wine, let's go."

"Wait, who are you, who are actually making trouble in Shark Head Bar? If you have any background, just report it. Maybe this is the last life-saving straw for the three of you."

A man walked in through the bar door with a heavy sword as wide as a fan. He glanced at the three of them and said, "Look at your appearance, you should be the children of rich families. If you are nobles, ask your parents to send money. Well, the higher the title, the more money you have."

"It's the guy who is known as a rogue swordsman. These three guys are in trouble."

"Can he do it? Those young people seem to be quite powerful."

"The fifth-level sword master is not good enough? He is the ace thug at the Shark King Bar."

The mercenaries who watched the show started to speak one by one.

"A joke, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death when I say it." Pabi sarcastically said to the anti-sword man opposite.

The rogue swordsman pondered for a while and said, "It seems that the title is quite high, it's not enough if it's the son of a marquis or a duke, but you have to prove your identity and use tricks to destroy you."

"What an arrogant tone." Jim raised his head proudly, despising the man carrying the heavy sword. "It's useless to say more, and see which side is being deposed."

"Jim, this guy is very strong." Rick reminded with a frown.

"Yeah." Jim replied softly, winked at the two of them, and Rick and Parby came over.

The rogue swordsman did not stop the three of them, and inserted the heavy sword hard on the bar floor, and said indifferently: "Hey, have you agreed?"

Jim said a few words in the ears of the two, and Rick and Parby nodded in understanding.

A blue light burst out in the center of Jim's forehead, and the space stone inlaid on the silver headdress shone brightly. A spear covered by soft light became larger from small to large, appeared from the gem, and then fell on Jim's hand.

With a strong swing, the blue light covering the spear dissipated, revealing the golden surface of the gun body.

Rick smiled bitterly, pulled out the attack and pointed it straight at the other party.

Pabi shouted excitedly, pulled out his sword and was eager to try.

"Since you want to resist, let's go together to save trouble." The rogue swordsman took out his earwax and said casually.

The three of them rushed towards the rogue swordsman at the same time, Jim was in the middle with a spear in his hand, Rick and Parby on the left and right.

"Good, happy." The rogue swordsman smiled with satisfaction, drew out the heavy sword, and raised it.

Suddenly, Jim's spear stabbed forward, and a dazzling golden light burst out at the gun blade. The dazzling golden light as sunlight shone on the entire room. Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, and the rogue swordsman was caught off guard and blocked the strong light with his hands.

When the light disappeared, the man who fought against the sword suddenly discovered that Rick, Parby and Jim were gone.

"Bastard, you're actually fooled!" The rogue swordsman stomped his feet suddenly, and sand and stones suddenly flew away from the ground.

Not far from Shark King Bar.

"Hahaha! That stupid guy, I really thought we were going to fight him hard." Pabi's unrestrained laughter resounded throughout the streets.

Rick silently retracted the attack back into the sheath. He didn't expect Jim to come up with such a bad idea, and the image of the elegant and noble prince collapsed like a mountain.

"Hey, where is Jim?" Pabby came to his senses and asked.

Rick looked back and said, "Hey, he fell asleep on the ground."
To be continued...