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Chapter 181 Trouble, slap in the face!

"Boom"

Autumn thunder roars.

"Whoa Whoah"

The rain poured down like a torrent.

Rain and fog rose and filled the earth.

The whole world seemed to be shrouded in heavy rain.

"Boom."

Electric light pierced the gloomy sky.

In the rainy sky.

One big, four, and five figures in black robes were walking quickly in the heavy rain before entering the gate of Bree Town.

"Bang bang bang!"

The tall figure reached out and knocked on the iron ring on the thick door.

It didn't take long for an old man with an old umbrella to open the small window in the very center above the thick door.

"What are you doing here?"

The old gatekeeper looked at the tall figure and asked casually.

"stay."

The tall figure replied coldly.

The old gatekeeper didn't care about the attitude of the tall man in front of him.

He could see at a glance that the man in front of him was a ranger wandering in the wilderness, the most dangerous kind.

Habitually asked a sentence, but also got a standard answer.

The old man quickly opened the thick door.

The town of Bree is not very large.

In order to resist invasion and make life safer, a high wall was built around the whole town to enclose the whole town.

That's pretty much the case in this world town.

"click"

The thick door was opened.

It was not the human ranger who walked in first, but four diminutive hobbits.

The old doorman looked stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "Aren't you alone?"

"Did I say I'm alone?"

The tall man squinted the old man with a cold eye, and didn't care about the other party's reaction, and walked straight to the street ahead with the four hobbits.

Look at the five backs who quickly approached the rain screen.

The old man muttered a few words and then closed the door.

These five are naturally the five-member team of Morgan and Frodo Sam and Merippin who came all the way from Hobbiton.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the Nazgul.

The five drifted down the river from Barcobury Wharf in Hobbiton all the way to Spirit Bridge.

It took more than a day to finally reach the small town of Bree.

Morgan has been to this town more than once.

Every time he'd come to Hobbiton to see Bilbo, he'd drop into the pub here when he passed by.

"Wow, finally at Breetown."

"This is the first time I've been this far from home."

"me too."

"I'm so hungry, I can almost smell the food."

"And wine, just this time I can taste the wine of human beings."

"We made the right decision this time"

In the heavy rain, Morgan walked straight towards the most famous Prancing Horse Hotel in Bree with the four little hobbits chattering behind him.

It didn't take long.

Morgan came to a house with the logo of a galloping horse hanging.

He turned his head and looked at the four behind him.

Seeing that no one was left behind, he strode up the stairs and opened the door of the hotel.

"call"

It was raining and freezing cold outside, and the warmth and noise inside the hotel mixed with the smell of wine, food and other flavors formed a heat wave that immediately hit the face.

Morgan strode to the counter.

The four little hobbits behind them walked into the hotel with different expressions.

Although it is the first time to come to the human world.

But there was a slight nervousness in the curious expression on Frodo's face, who was full of thoughts.

Sam, who was next to Frodo, looked cautious.

Merry and Pippin were obviously happy.

Although they were there to help fellow Frodo and Sam.

But the yearning for the outside world of Ciel was also an important reason for them to follow.

"It's so lively here."

"Yeah, I haven't tasted human food yet?"

"And beer. I heard that there are many kinds of beer in the human tavern. I can try it this time."

"By the way, Merry, did you bring any money?"

"Of course, I'm always ready for a long trip"

Several hobbits chattered behind them.

At the tall counter, Morgan was ordering.

"A basket of white bread, grilled sausage, smoked sturgeon, a fresh mushroom bisque, and five beers."

"By the way, get a bigger table."

Morgan looked around the bustling and crowded lobby of the hotel and tapped on the counter.

"Okay, sir, I'll make arrangements for you right away."

He couldn't see the hobbit under the counter. Although the owner of the inn doubted whether the humans in front of him could eat so much food, he was naturally happy to arrange it when the other party needed it.

Soon, under the leadership of the attendants.

Morgan took the four hobbits to a large table against the wall.

Several hobbits looked around curiously.

Morgan was also scanning the hotel lobby.

He had not asked the innkeeper about Gandalf at the counter just now.

For he knew that Gandalf could never have arrived.

Find Aragorn, spend another night here, then hit the road to Rivendell tomorrow.

This is Morgan's plan.

The hotel lobby was crowded and crowded, almost all of them were humans.

Morgan was a bit conspicuous with the combination of the four hobbits, and looked over from time to time.

At this time, the male waiter came over with five glasses of beer.

Roughly swept the hall, but found no presence of Aragorn.

Morgan immediately stopped the attendant who was about to speak, and asked, "Do you know a ranger named "Strider"?"

"I'm sorry sir, I don't know. I've only been here for a while. Maybe you can ask our boss, he might know."

The attendant quickly left.

Morgan took the tall glass on the table and gulped it down.

"boom!"

He put the wine glass on the table and got up to go to the counter to ask the boss.

But the thought of Pipin the Hobbit in the memory plot caused trouble by talking nonsense, and finally led to the Nazgul chasing after him.

So he looked at the four hobbits and warned, "Don't run around."

"Don't go to other tables, let alone drink with other strangers."

Morgan's eyes fell on Pippin.

Get up and go to the counter.

Looking at Morgan's somewhat targeted gaze.

It's like talking about yourself.

This made Pippin feel a little uncomfortable: he wasn't a troublemaker.

Morgan walked away.

The four hobbits felt relieved at once.

It's safe to be with the legendary dragon slayer.

But it's also stressful.

"Grumbling."

"Wow, that's really good!"

Merry drank the beer in one gulp, wiped the wine stains from his mouth and sighed.

At this time, the attendant on the side was walking back with a big full glass of beer.

Merry's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up to stop the attendant and bring it over.

At this time, Pippin, who was a little depressed in his heart, just finished the beer in the glass.

Looking at the beer with a bigger glass of hop foam beside Meili, he immediately asked, "Such a big glass?"

"Where did you come from?"

"there!"

Merry casually pointed to the bar dedicated to serving wine where the attendant was walking.

"I'll have a drink too."

Pippin said with gleaming eyes that he got up immediately and was about to run to the bar crowded with drinkers.

Sam immediately said, "Hey, Morgan said we can't run around!"

It's just that Pippin, who is greedy for Meribeer, can't hear it.

He quickly rushed to the crowded bar.

In front of the gate counter.

Morgan tapped on the table, and was busy turning around. The boss immediately turned around and smiled and asked, "Do you need anything?"

"Give me a beer first, just the one you served just now, the biggest one."

"Okay, wait a moment, Your Excellency."

"boom"

A giant iron cup of cold beer, which was as big as a jug and full of foam, was placed in front of the counter.

Morgan picked it up and took a sip, then asked, "You know there's a ranger called "Strider" nearby?"

"Strider Ranger?"

The owner of the hotel was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Yes, he has been drinking with us almost every day these days."

"Then did he come today?"

"today."

The boss first looked up at some of the tables, where the strider sat every time he came.

"I'm not here today, maybe it's not time yet."

"Every time he comes it's night."

"If you want to find him, you might as well wait until the evening."

Looking at the man drinking in front of him, the boss looked up at the hobbit figures in the distance and immediately said: "By the way, we have a room specially prepared for those little hobbits, your Excellency has to wait for the words of the stride. , you might as well stay here for one night.”

"As long as that person comes, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Morgan nodded: "Okay, there's room for four hobbits."

The voice did not fall.

A loud roar of cacophony broke out suddenly.

Morgan immediately turned his head to look, and saw a group of people pointing and talking at the bar with the largest crowd.

Morgan looked again at the table where the four hobbits were.

Already only saw the stocky Sam and Merry.

Frodo and Pippin are gone!

"Damn!"

Looking towards the bar again, Morgan's heart sank immediately.

"Frodo!"

"Where are you, Frodo?"

In the crowd, Pippin's shouts continued.

Morgan slammed down the iron wine glass, looked at the boss and said, "The room doesn't need to be reserved."

After speaking, Morgan immediately walked to the bar.

Dressed in a black robe, tall and with a long sword hanging from his waist, Morgan, who had a cold temperament, knew at a glance that he was the kind that was not easy to mess with.

He walked towards the crowded bar with a serious face.

A group of drinkers who were blocking the front to watch the excitement immediately gave way consciously.

Came to the bar that was surrounded into a ball.

As soon as Morgan stretched out his hand, the crowd was immediately rudely separated by him.

I saw that there was no one in the open space in front of me.

Pippin, the hobbit, looked worried.

Morgan immediately reached for the clearing, and immediately caught the entity in his hand.

Morgan, who had Frodo in one hand, was about to leave.

At this time, among the crowd who had just been angered by his rude actions, a tall man with a long cross sword hanging from his waist stood in front of him.

The man in the way put one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and looked at Morgan just as he spoke with a smell of alcohol.

Morgan's empty right hand suddenly slapped the tall man in front of him with a slap.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap sounded suddenly.

The tall and strong middle-aged man was immediately slapped on the spot by this slap, and smashed onto a crowded wine table not far away.

"bang bang bang"

In an instant, all kinds of ping ping pong banging sound immediately resounded throughout the entire hotel lobby.

At this moment, all eyes were on Morgan.

The four men who were smashed over the wine table stood up abruptly, looked at the half-dead man who fell to the ground, and looked at Morgan who slapped the audience.

Although he looked angry, he didn't dare to trouble Morgan, who was doing it.

"Master Morgan."

At this time, Sam and Meri ran nervously.

Morgan looked up at the food on his table, and immediately ordered the two of them: "Go, pack all the food on the table, and we'll leave here immediately."

at this time.

The figure of Frodo on Morgan's left hand appeared instantly, causing the surrounding crowd who were still watching immediately to scream.

Morgan didn't care about the opinions of these ordinary people. Seeing Frodo's sweaty, pale, and panting face, he immediately let go of Frodo.

Immediately, he walked quickly to the counter boss who looked even more nervous, stretched out his hand and took out two gold coins.

"Is it enough?"

Morgan asked coldly.

"Enough is enough!"

The hotel owner's nervous face was instantly full of smiles, and he nodded again and again.

At this time, Sam and Merry had already packed the food on the table and ran over.

Pippin, who looked nervous, and Frodo, who was still a little nervous, followed Morgan.

"Walk!"

Morgan said and turned around immediately, opened the door, and walked out quickly.

The four little hobbits quickly followed.

Although it is not clear why Morgan suddenly left the Prancing Horse Hotel.

Still so urgent.

But the four have long followed Morgan's lead.

Follow closely behind Morgan.

At this point, the sky was completely dark.

The rain is getting heavier.

It was as if the sky had been broken through, and the heavy rain poured down and the crowd could not open their eyes.

It was pitch black.

Morgan and the four hobbits quickly got into the rain and disappeared.

"Bang bang bang bang."

In the torrential rain, in a mountain forest not far from the town of Bree, the sound of horses' hooves roared.

Several figures wearing black robes and riding high-headed horses suddenly pulled the reins and stopped, with a harsh scream from their mouths.

Immediately afterwards, the tall black shadow turned around and galloped towards the small town of Bree.

Bree town.

Morgan took the four hobbits to the front door of a house that read "The Black Knight Tavern" on the sign.

Morgan opened the door and took the lead into the house.

Looking at the sign above his head, Pippin whispered, "I hate the name of this tavern."

"Me too."

Meri, a good friend walking behind him, nodded immediately: "This reminds me of those terrifying monsters."

The four little hobbits followed Morgan through the door and into the tavern.

In an instant, a heat wave hit him.

Immediately, louder, more lively and noisy sounds than those in the Prancing Horse Hotel immediately filled his ears.

The crowded crowd, the busy male servants shuttled back and forth, the tavern maids dressed in cool clothes, and the dancers standing in the center of the tavern hall, with little cloth on the small round table, and more revealing and attractive dresses were dancing seductively.

The crowd of onlookers kept making roars and the sound of coins rolling down.

Everything in front of you.

Immediately, the four little hobbits stared wide-eyed.

They really did not expect that the Human Tavern would be so different from the Shire Tavern.

At this time, Morgan, who had settled in, turned his head and looked at the four excited little hobbits, reaching out and shaking them in front of them.

"Hey, don't be dumbfounded."

"Follow up."

at the same time.

Bree in front of the thick gate.

The old man who heard the knock on the door was opening the upper window of the door to check.

Suddenly, a long sword stabbed in from outside the window.

The old gatekeeper, who was instantly pierced through his head, fell silent in the heavy rain.

Then, there was a loud bang.

The thick door was violently broken open from the outside.

Several dark figures rushed into the town and rushed towards the dark rain curtain ahead.

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