Cohen and Miranda stepped on the snowy and muddy ground.

In winter, compared with the refined and regular market style of Yongxing City, the streets of Longxiao City appear casual and chaotic. The roads are sometimes curved and sometimes straight, with varying widths. The houses on both sides are stacked irregularly, with knots under the eaves.

There are sharp ice edges, and the snow that rolls down from time to time is piled on the sign. But Cohen feels that although the former is well-organized, it always gives people a cold and serious feeling, while the latter seems random and messy, but has its own kind of coordination.

Order is contained within it.

This feeling is especially obvious when you see the people in the Northland walking skillfully through the streets, working and living in the winding area.

Kai District is one of them.

A loud voice with a Northland accent could be heard from far away in the cold weather, accompanied by hearty laughter and curses from time to time. Northland men wrapped in thick winter coats and carrying loads of goods hurried back and forth, while women carried or

Holding the basket, he stopped from time to time to chat with various people on both sides. When bargaining, he was as fierce and aggressive as a man, while the children on the street ran happily in groups.

This chaotic and self-contained Northland character makes Cohen feel like he has returned to the desert, to the Western Front, to the Blade Tooth Dune Camp, that soldier, a criminal, a scumbag, a thug, and a desperate man.

A place of chaos where hunters, mercenaries, and adventurers gather. It is equally chaotic and messy, but it does not have the darkness, violence, and violence of the latter. It has more brightness, peace of mind, and a sense of philistinism and generosity amidst the noise.

Peaceful.

In this regard, Northlander Miranda Allend could only frown slightly - as a person accustomed to the seriousness of the Tower of the End and the orderliness of the stars, the lifestyle of her fellow Northlanders made her feel particularly uncomfortable.

A group of soldiers from Longxiao City walked towards the street. The leader greeted the civilians around him from time to time.

"It's the Order Officer," Cohen whispered. "There are not many outsiders in the Armor District. We are already very conspicuous. We need to find a place to hide."

Miranda nodded slightly, turned on her heels, and she and Cohen moved naturally and skillfully to an alley between the two houses, cutting into these narrow areas and continuing to search for their target.

His short career as a police officer gave the workaholic Cohen rich experience in patrolling and searching in the city. He skillfully followed the exterior walls of houses, looking for possible hiding places from time to time.

Miranda looked at the deserted alley in front of her, listened to the still noisy voices in the neighborhood, and frowned: "Where is the place Gu mentioned?"

"It should be nearby," Cohen mused as he searched: "What we need to do is confirm which of these houses is..."

At this moment, the two of them were stunned at the same time.

Then they all turned their heads.

I saw a frivolous person appearing in the alley where they were.

He walked slowly towards the two of them.

Cohen showed doubts, and Miranda's pupils shrank.

This is a young northern man with a sad face, slightly dark complexion, and wearing a dirty and torn robe.

An ordinary poor man in Longxiao City.

The young man seemed to have encountered some setback or sadness. He walked toward them with his head lowered and his eyes dull as if he had not seen them.

In the alley, Cohen and Miranda looked at each other, staggered, and made room for this young poor man in tattered clothes.

The latter passed between them.

The moment he passed the two people.

"Hey you!"

Under Cohen's questioning gaze, Miranda suddenly turned around and called out to the man.

The young poor man was stunned and turned around in confusion.

"Are you going to kill someone secretly?" Miranda narrowed her eyes and said slowly.

"What? Kill what?" The young man's face became even more confused.

Cohen frowned.

Miranda will never make a mistake without aim.

"If it wasn't for the secret assassination," Miranda's eyes flashed, she twitched her chin and raised her eyebrows and said, "Then why do you need to carefully cover the sword at your waist under your clothes...

…”

"Still pretending to walk normally?"

The young man's expression froze.

Cohen's breathing suddenly hitched.

He looked at the opponent's waist, but could not find any protruding place to prove that this person had weapons under his robes.

"I don't understand, what's the point of bringing a sword with you..." the young man complained with confusion and dissatisfaction.

But he was quickly interrupted by Miranda.

"Stop pretending," Miranda slowly pressed the hilt of the sword on her waist, her expression becoming serious: "Where I have been for the past three years, I have to deal with a dozen spies, scouts, spies and smugglers who cross the border every day.

"

The young man's originally distracted eyes began to focus.

Cohen moved his steps tacitly and blocked the other side of the young man.

In this narrow alley, blocked from both sides, he had nowhere to escape.

"Do you know what these people above have in common with you?" The daughter of the Allender family shook her head mockingly: "That is - they all think they are good at hiding things."

The young man slowly straightened up, his expression getting colder and colder.

Miranda sighed: "I thought that as long as their eyes were calm and their expressions were calm, others wouldn't be able to detect their intentions."

Cohen chuckled.

God, Miranda's observation skills are definitely more suitable for the job of vigilance officer than him.

No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to access the Kingdom's Secret Department.

Thinking of the secret department and Raphael who was in the secret department, Cohen's mood suddenly sank again.

"Don't be impulsive, sir," Cohen, who was in a bad mood, put his sword on the hilt and said in a deep voice: "We just want to confirm something - it is not suitable to draw a sword in this alley."

"What a pity," the young man also sighed regretfully: "If you could give me just one more second to reach the most appropriate position..."

The next moment, the battle begins.

The young man's right elbow shot back like an arrow from a string, and with the sound of wind, it instantly hit Cohen's head!

Cohen's pupils moved.

Calmly, he did not retreat but advanced. He raised his left hand and used the side of his arm to deflect the opponent's elbow.

"Boom!" This was the dull sound of elbows clashing.

The two of them trembled at the same time, feeling the bones in their hands shake violently.

The blond security officer's expression remained unchanged, and he reached out with his right hand, preparing to grab the opponent's back elbow.

But the next second, the young man's right hand swung and hit the side of Cohen's left arm. He pushed hard and used the strength of the latter's forward thrust to rush out!

The elbow strike just now was a feint - Cohen's eyes gathered: the opponent's target was Miranda.

The young man's figure flicked towards Miranda.

At the same time, he kicked out his right leg violently and attacked the black-haired female swordsman!

With a cold face, Miranda turned around instantly and pressed her back against the wall of the house.

Get out of the way of the opponent's fierce offensive.

But her left leg was already hanging in the air and she lifted it up.

The next moment, Miranda tapped her toes seemingly casually.

But just in time, he kicked the enemy's roaring right leg on the side!

The young man looked surprised and instantly lost his balance.

He quickly put his left hand against the wall to steady his body.

But the wind came from the back of his head - Cohen's heavy punch had already attached to his back.

The muscles all over the young man's body trembled, and he gritted his teeth and turned around.

"boom!"

Cohen's heavy punch collided with the young man's right palm in the air!

But Cohen was the one who took the initiative and had an obvious advantage. The young man who hurriedly took the punch shuddered and took a step back.

On the other side, Miranda's knife had already struck his neck.

At the critical moment, the young man quickly turned around, revealing a sword hilt with a brass weight ball under the robe around his waist.

A force exploded in the young man's body, allowing him to instantly explode with amazing joint muscle strength and dodge Miranda's swift knife!

The next moment, a short and nimble half-hand sword was unsheathed as the young man turned around, and struck Cohen vertically from top to bottom in the narrow alley.

Cohen's sword was too long and could not be used in the back alleys. As a last resort, the security officer could only use the half-unsheathed blade to block the opponent's vertical chop.

"clang!"

Cohen's expression changed.
To be continued...