god of tomorrow

Before the fight even started, the three teammates were already prepared to surrender and not be killed, making it seem like their word was law.

The unlicensed taxi drivers have changed their tactics again. If they can't win the fight, they'll deal with tomorrow's legal troubles tomorrow. At worst, they'll take a train overnight, go to another place, change their name, and continue driving unlicensed taxis.

As for tonight...

Live!

After rethinking the tactics, the black cab driver's gaze instantly hardened, and he shouted, "I have a magic spell that can turn the tide. The three of you, hold up your shields and buy me some time."

The three swindlers, unsure whether to advance or retreat, instinctively followed instructions and had the unlicensed taxi driver shield them in front of him.

It's now!

The black cab driver's meditation erupted, and he raised his five fingers to create a small storm vortex. Instead of attacking Gawain, the vortex was used on his three teammates.

The wind howled and swirled like intertwined dragons and snakes.

The three con artists, caught off guard, were lifted up by the hurricane, their vision spinning, and were all hurtling towards Gao Wen.

Teammate Magic: Sacrifice!

The three con artists realized they were being used as cannon fodder while in mid-air. They cursed and shouted as they erected a magical shield, perfectly cooperating with the black cab driver's delaying tactics, and turned into three human-shaped cannonballs.

He's a remarkable person; we can't let him stay any longer.

Gao Wen ignored the three swindlers and focused all his attention on the unlicensed taxi driver. Seeing that the driver had already run a hundred meters away, he lowered his center of gravity and prepared to give chase.

You run, I chase, and when I catch up, it's like Xiahou Dun looking at Louis XVI—you can't see the end of him!

Just as Gao Wen started moving, a dark shadow suddenly sprang up from the bushes, and a streak of golden light swept across the ground, instantly appearing behind the black cab driver.

The speed was so fast that Gawain's pupils were shocked!

In the instant they passed each other, a flash of golden light appeared, and the black cab drivers split up, their heads flying into the air while their bodies continued to rush forward.

It wasn't until after taking more than ten steps that his staggering body waved his arms blankly and collapsed.

The man slowly turned around, his movements exuding an innate composure and strength. He was young, blond-haired and blue-eyed, and looked about the same age as Gawain.

The young man was dressed in a well-fitting white hooded robe, which did not conceal his face. His features were well-defined, with a high nose bridge, a clear and resolute jawline, and bright, clear eyes.

It wasn't the clarity of a college student; his gaze carried a hint of compassion and gentleness, a clarity of heart and temperament.

He gripped a golden, enchanted longsword tightly in his hand. The blade was long and straight, shimmering with a faint golden aura. Like his robe, it was a magical artifact.

Standing there, he resembled a prince statue that had stepped out of an epic, radiating an invisible aura that shone wherever he went, like a ray of sunlight piercing through the gloom, upright, brave, and a guardian of all that is good.

In contrast, Gawain, dressed in a white bodysuit...

He's a bit sleazy.

Not bad!

The little one has such a beautiful face, almost as cute as me.

Unfortunately, he was born in the wrong era. The prince was the answer in the previous version; now it's the era of CEO Wang.

Gawain was completely baffled and couldn't understand the young man's motives. He only knew that the guy seemed quite annoying, especially his righteous face, as if he were the only good person in the world.

Pshaw, what a show-off!

After killing the unlicensed taxi driver, the young man transformed into golden light once more and arrived in an instant to catch the trio of con artists who had fallen from the sky.

He simply nodded in response to the three men's repeated thanks, as if it were a trivial matter, and then approached Gordon, who was on the verge of dying but refused to breathe his last.

"Old man, good deeds are rewarded. I won't let you die here." The young man took out a bottle of healing potion, and as he spoke, he glanced at Gawain with an unfriendly expression.

"..."

Just say what you want to say. Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I'm a bad guy?

Chapter 74, the boy, add some points.

"Thank you so much, hero!"

"We're from the Necromancer Guild. That kid joined the guild a few days ago, and everything was fine then. I didn't expect him to suddenly turn on us today..."

"Thank you, Lord of Death, for bringing you to our side. If you hadn't appeared in time, we would have been dead tonight."

Having learned from their previous experience, the three swindlers tightly protected the young man in front of them, using their persuasive skills to portray themselves as unlucky good guys who didn't get rewarded, and incidentally describing Gawain as having a semblance of human form.

"Don't disturb me while I'm saving people!"

The young man wasn't buying it at all; he didn't want to hear flattery and just wanted to save the person as quickly as possible.

Having navigated the gray areas hundreds of times, the young man knew the saying "hearing is believing, seeing is believing." He had been crouching in the bushes the whole time and witnessed Gao Wen's ingratitude and villainous remarks. Even without the three people in front of him recounting the whole story, he could still tell who was good and who was bad.

The four robbers, led by the unlicensed taxi driver, are undeniably villains. Even if Gao Wen doesn't catch them, he won't let any of them go.

Gao Wen goes without saying; he has a sunny and clear appearance, but in reality, he is so evil that he exudes malice. It is obvious that he and the four robbers in the black car are double-crossing each other.

It would be best if both dogs died in a fight, so the young man didn't intervene.

When it was Gordon's turn, everything was different again.

What a kind old man, who stepped in to help those in need, handed his back to Gao Wen, and was brutally stabbed sixteen times in two seconds.

What simple-minded three members of the Undead Guild! They believed whatever others said without any sense of caution. In the eyes of the young man, this was not stupidity, but rather being an honest person who thought everyone else was good just because he thought he was a good person.

Honest people shouldn't be bullied!

Therefore, the young man did not hesitate to extend a helping hand to the innocent, and handed Gordon an extremely precious potion to his lips: "Old man, drink it quickly, and you will live."

"Hey blondie, where did you come from? Did you forget your eyes?"

Gao Wen doesn't object to standing up for what's right in front of others, and he often advises people to help old ladies cross the street. But no matter how you look at it, he is the victim. He's caught between a rock and a hard place. How can you portray him negatively?

"I wore glasses, and I believe everything I see." The young man's voice was very steady, and every word was firm and powerful.

"That's right, that's right, you bastard, we kindly saved you, and you, President Gordon, turned around and got stabbed and seriously injured."

"Even now you're still trying to argue!"

"Absolutely shameless!"

The three swindlers, now clinging to the powerful figure, intensified their efforts. Just moments before they had been begging for their lives, but now they were hurling increasingly vulgar insults at each other.

Gao Wen ignored him and looked at the young man who was still trying to help: "Yellow Hair, sometimes what you see isn't necessarily right. You don't believe me but you believe them... Tsk, look at you, you've been hooked by their flattery and you've become all pouty. Do you still have a clear head to distinguish right from wrong?"

"Black is black, and white is white."

Gordon forced down the potion and then fell unconscious. The young man handed the potion to one of the trio, asking him to continue feeding him, while he himself drew his sword and stepped forward to face the greatest darkness on the street.

With a long sword in hand, though no words were spoken, the meaning was already conveyed.

[Host has triggered the mission [Justice Will Prevail]]

[Mission Description: Justice is the eternal light that pierces through darkness, the most brilliant star in the long river of civilization; justice will surely prevail.]

[Task Rewards: 10 Experience Points, 5000 Gold Coins, 50 Basic Free Attribute Points]

【Whether to accept? 】

【whether】

"..."

He completed three tasks in one night, each with a higher reward than the last, leaving Gao Wen speechless. He marveled at how wonderful the highway was and decided that he would drive on the highway every day from now on.

"What happened to your ruthless killing intent just now?"

The young man took Gao Wen's silence as fear; he had seen too many people like this who bully the weak and fear the strong. His voice grew colder: "Justice will not be late, and this road is not a lawless place. Tonight, I will carry out justice."

As he stepped forward, his aura grew stronger and stronger!

"You can't distinguish between good and bad, you can't understand right and wrong, and you dare to claim justice? You should buy a pair of reading glasses first!"

Gao Wen raised his hand and gave him the middle finger, then raised an eyebrow, as if he had thought of something: "Before we start, let me ask you this: if you mistake a good person for a bad one while you are carrying out your duty of justice, what will you do?"

"Do as you please!"

"Oh, you have a sister?"

"..."

"Hero, he wants to defile your sister!"

The trio nearby spoke up to remind them that while they weren't good at anything else, Yang Guo was a master at anything lewd.

Who gave you permission to speak to them?

The young man was numb. It wasn't that he didn't understand, but he was too lazy to pay attention. Now that the trio had explained, half of the momentum he had been building up immediately dissipated.

What a terrible teammate!

Forget it, honest people don't understand, we shouldn't bother with these things.

Seeing the young man's face fall, Gao Wen almost laughed out loud. He didn't choose to attack immediately, but brandished the dagger in his hand: "You seem pretty fast. Coincidentally, I'm fast too. Let's skip the pretense and go straight for it. Whoever wins is the righteous one!"

The young man did not reply, lest the trio explain again from the sidelines, such as men shouldn't talk fast, and thus sway the rhythm once more. He took a step forward, drew his sword, and charged straight ahead.

fast!

very fast!

A blur flashed before Gao Wen's eyes as the golden sword drew near his face. Even with his Dark Vision activated, the dazzling golden light still caused a burning stinging sensation in his eyes.

Ding!

As the longsword clashed with the dagger, Gao Wen was propelled by the terrifying impact, his feet firmly planted on the ground, and he was pushed backward by the longsword, carving two deep furrows.

That's fast! No wonder he dares to uphold justice!

Such immense power! No wonder he dared to commit such evil deeds!

Their eyes met, instantly sharpening. They tacitly retreated simultaneously, sprinting and accelerating, colliding once more.

Jingle bells!

Their straightforward fighting style is simple and brutal, which seems particularly strange on the battlefield where life and death are at stake, and carries an unspoken tacit understanding.

Gawain used his Dark Vision to see through the changes in the magic circuits within the young man's body, and whenever there was an outburst, he was able to prepare a defense immediately.

The young man was somewhat stubborn. Gao Wen said to face him head-on, so he faced him head-on. He was straightforward and would never resort to sneak attacks from behind. He was extremely confident in his own strength.

Each clash of weapons, the crisp sound and sparks that erupted seemed to praise the two knights for adhering to ancient dueling etiquette.