As soon as the homeless man finished speaking, the bald man swung his fist without hesitation and punched the homeless man hard in the head.

"You should talk less when you are not allowed to speak." The bald man said in a cold tone to the homeless man placed in front of his saddle.

The homeless man who was hit by this heavy punch whimpered in pain and then hung his head down again.

Judging from his appearance, he shouldn't dare to speak out again afterwards.

"Your Excellency," said the bald man to Falk, "You just said--there are no girls in your caravan that match these traits?"

"That's right." Falke nodded, "I'm running for business. Since I'm running for business, how can I bring a little girl who will only get in the way?"

"Well..." The bald nodded, "You make sense."

When Falke heard the bald man's words, he felt relieved.

However, the bald man said immediately, Falke's heart was tightened again.

"But--" the bald man stretched his tone, "I have a problem with this person, that is, I only believe in my eyes."

"Sorry, sir, can you let me check your car?"

"What if I refuse?"

"Then I can only say 'sorry'. We are all Britannians, and if we can, I don't want to be too rude to my fellow countrymen."

After saying that, the bald man pulled out the long sword hanging from his left waist.

Draw the sword and unsheathed it – it seems to be a signal.

After the bald man pulled out the sword around his waist, the more than 20 cavalrymen following him also drew out the sword around their waists.

The atmosphere became tense in an instant.

The guards in the caravan secretly held their weapons while sweating coldly.

The bald man also noticed the guards in the Falke caravan who had secretly held their weapons tightly.

"Your Excellency." The bald man said to Falk again, "I really hope to live in peace with you. After all, if there is a fight between us, there will definitely be casualties on both sides."

"But--I don't want to fight you, but I'm not afraid to fight you."

"Look at the subordinates behind me, your caravan is not as good as us, regardless of the number of combatants or equipment."

"There is too much difference in combat power between you and me. If we really fight, you will not be our opponents."

"So-I advise you to give up your unnecessary struggle and let us check your carriage obediently."

"If I searched all your carriage and found no little girl with silver hair and purple eyes, I would leave here immediately and never cause trouble for you."

After saying that, the bald man turned over and dismounted, leading several subordinates who also turned over and dismounted, and strided towards one of the carriages of the Falke caravan.

And the carriage they walked towards was the carriage that Enley and Ilsa hid in, which was specially loaded with luggage.

Seeing this, a lot of anxious beads of sweat immediately emerged from Falke's face.

He was working his brain with all his might, trying to figure out a way to solve the current desperate situation.

However—no matter how Falk used his brain, he could not think of a way to stop the bald man who was constantly approaching the carriage.

The rest of the bald subordinates were watching them with timid eyes.

Once they make any bad moves, they will be attacked by their bald subordinates.

As the bald man said just now, the combat powers of the enemy and us are too different. Once the battle starts, Falke and the others will definitely be wiped out.

Falk, who could not think of any way, could only watch the bald head approaching the carriage where Enley and Ilsa were hiding with despair.

Retracting the long sword that had just been drawn back into the bald head in the sheath, he strides to the rear of the carriage where Enley and Ilsa were hiding.

Then--

call--!

A handful of curtains that covered the carriage.

Before his bald eyes could focus on the scene in the carriage, they saw a blood-red light hitting his head quickly.

Bald head is a veteran who has been in and out of many bloody battlefields.

He survived one bloody battlefield after another and unknowingly developed strong reaction ability.

Before the head could react, the body responded one step ahead of the head.

The bald head leaned back and leaned his back against the earth.

The bald head's quick reaction saved his life.

The blood-red light almost shook against his skin.

Although he did not see clearly what the blood-red light was, after being passed by the blood-red light, the bald man was sure that if he was hit by the blood-red light, he would be dead.

The next moment when the back of his back was pressed to the ground, the bald head quickly rolled back several times, allowing himself to distance himself from the carriage.

After pulling the carriage with the carriage, the bald man finally saw the specific appearance of the blood-red light that had just attacked him.

It is a blood-red sword.

As the bald man just lifted the curtain on the carriage, the owner of the blood-red sword hiding in the carriage waving the sword in his hand and stabbed the bald man who lifted the curtain on the carriage.

If the bald head hadn't reacted quickly enough, he had been stabbed to death by this blood-red sword just now.

After moving his eyes away from the blood-red sword, the bald head looked at the master of the blood-red sword.

The owner of this blood-red sword is a young man with brown hair and golden eyes.

What is remarkable is that the young man has many injuries.

Especially the wounds on the face looked quite terrifying, with bandages wrapped around most of the face, leaving only a mouth, a nose and an eye.

"This one-eyed guy." The bald man stood up from the ground and said to the young man with brown-haired golden eyes, "Your sword is good."

"Can you tell me - why did you do such a dangerous move to me just now?"

"If I read it right just now," said this, the bald tone gradually became cold, "You wanted to kill me just now, right?"

"That's right."

As soon as the bald man finished speaking, the young man with brown hair and golden eyes nodded very readily.

"I really wanted to kill you just now. You are good at it. You can actually avoid the sword I just now."

"... Although I don't know who you are, I don't know what you want to do." The bald man said, slowly pulling out the long sword on his left waist, "But since you wanted to kill me just now, I can't pretend that nothing happened."

Swish, Swish, Swish…

The rest of the bald subordinates dismounted and drew out the swords from their waists.

Looking at the bald man in front of him, the brunette young man's expression did not change at all, and there was no expression of nervousness, panic, etc.

"Mr. Falke!" the brunette young man shouted at Falke, "Don't take action! Just stand aside and wait!"
Chapter completed!