Chapitre 93: The Slums of Pompeii City. They Only Know How to Bully the Weak Local Ruffians and Hooligans

Violent voices continued to ring out from outside.

Emily could be said to be extremely afraid.

Her delicate body curled up slightly as she looked at Davis apologetically.

"Sir, I've implicated you...

"Those people know that we're inside, so they definitely won't let it go so easily."

Davis patted Emily's head.

"It's fine, don't worry."

At this moment, the owner of the crude voice outside the house was extremely angry.

"You're not opening the door, right?

"Very good. Malina, bring me the axe!"

Immediately, the rusty wooden door was hacked by the axe.

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

The owner of the voice outside the door seemed to be quite strong. After two to three times, the wooden door was chopped into pieces.

At this moment, Davis also clearly saw the human in front of him.

The man was about forty years old, bald, and full of whiskers.