Hail the King

Lord Snow Eagle

, Legend of the Dragon King

, super soldiers

, Cultivation of Overturning Rain and Clouds

, Budo Supreme

, King of Eternal Night

, my neighbor is a banshee

, Legend of Xianmu

843、Idiot, what are you laughing at?

After night fell, the hustle and bustle of St. Petersburg faded away, and the people on the streets gradually became thinner.

Although the imperial government had lifted the curfew three days ago, there is always chaos, and the night always gives people a feeling of insecurity. It is always a relatively safe choice to stay at home. It began to rain lightly, and the wet road gave people a cold feeling.

Uncle Sam is an ordinary fruit seller in St. Petersburg. He is almost sixty years old this year. His hair and beard are all white. There are no fixed booths, and it is very hard work to carry a load through the streets of the imperial capital all day long.

Today's business is not very good, and because of the delay due to the envoys from the Eight Kingdoms, most of the baskets of fruit have not been sold until the evening. Uncle Sam wandered on the street for a while, until It was very late, and I set foot on the way home with a little disappointment.

"It's a pity that these fruits, until tomorrow, no one will want them..."

Uncle Sam sighed slightly. After a busy day today, he didn't even earn back his capital, and the days to come will be sad again.

The mottled and dim lights of the magic street lamps made the figure of the old man look a bit bleak.

"Huh? Uncle, you haven't gone back yet?" A rough voice came from one side, and two burly men came out from the corner behind, and one of them greeted Old Sam from afar with a smile on his face.

"You...know me?" Old Sam was taken aback for a while, these two unfamiliar faces made him vigilant.

"Haha, when you scolded that stinky Anzhi imperial envoy today, our two brothers happened to be right next to you," said the one among the two burly men, whose long black hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of his head, and his skin was dark like cast iron. The average strong man praised with a thumbs up, and said with a sincere smile: "Uncle, you are really amazing!"

Another strong man with short white hair standing up like steel needles also had a kind smile on his face.

Hearing the two talking about this incident, Old Sam suddenly felt a little closer, his guard disappeared immediately, he put down his burden and took a breath, like a proud child, he proudly raised his head and said: "I am nothing, you guys The two young people don't know, Lord Wusheng fought outside the imperial capital that day, what kind of hero is that, powerful and majestic, scaring away millions of troops with a single shout, the masters of the ten empires fought against Lord Wusheng In front of me, I'm like a bereaved dog... Such a hero is like a god, what are those envoys of Anzhi, things that are not as good as shit, dare to show off in the imperial capital, hehe, although I am just an old man who sells fruit, I also have to stand up and say a few words, so as not to tarnish the glory of Lord Wusheng."

"Uncle, you seem to be very aware of Lord Wusheng's affairs." The white-haired man smiled.

"That is, my son served His Royal Highness the First Prince in the Iron Blood Battalion. Although he is just a small ordinary soldier, he once fought side by side with Lord Martial Saint." When the old man talked about his son, his face was full of pride.

"Wow, that's how it is. Your old man has a good son." The black-haired strong man showed an envious look on his face, and said, "If you say that, I really want to meet your son."

The old man's face suddenly darkened: "He is young and strong like you, and he is a good candidate for a soldier. It's a pity...he...has already died in the battle to defend St. Petersburg."

The smiles of the two strong men suddenly froze on their faces.

"Huh? What's in the basket? Haha, I'm hungry, uncle, how much are these fruits? We both want it." The black-haired strong man's eyes rolled around,

While speaking, he picked two big pears, took two bites, juice splashed at the corner of his mouth, and shouted: "Wow, not bad, so sweet!"

The white-haired strong man had a look of disbelief on his face: "Is it sweet? I'll try it... Well, yes, it's really sweet. I haven't eaten such a crisp and sweet pear for several years... Uncle, I said that, Give it all to us."

Old Sam shook his head and smiled.

He is not old-fashioned, how could he not see that the two strong men are deliberately taking care of their own business, although the pears they sell are sweet and crisp, but they are definitely not so exaggerated. These two guys are so rough that they are a bit stupid, but they are definitely good people, just like their own sons who died in the holy war, they are real men of the empire with blood flowing in their bodies.

Old Sam felt warm in his heart, and was about to say something. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance. At some point, some men with unkind faces appeared at the front, back, left, and right corners of the street, quietly blocking the front and back. On the way, there was a trace of chill in the air.

"It's you?" Old Sam's expression changed.

With the help of the dim streetlights, he recognized the strong man who was approaching with a grinning grin. It was the Anzhi knight who had threateningly threatened him when he clashed with him on the street today.

"Old thing, your eyes are sharp, why? Recognize it?" Knight Anzhi grinned and said, "I told you, old thing, be careful, hehe, it seems that your luck is really not very good, you didn't have time If you hide it, we will find it, hahaha!"

"What do you want?" Old Sam knew that something was wrong, and most of these people came to seek revenge on him on purpose.

"How is it?" Knight Anzhi and his companions looked at each other and laughed, and looked at Old Sam with cruel eyes, and said with a joking smile: "Old man, you made us lose face today, and I have always been very shameless." Hold grudges, so I have to do something to have a good time, I guess, in such a big city of St. Petersburg, if a pariah selling fruit suddenly disappears, no one will notice it, right?"

"Do you dare? This is the capital of the Zenit Empire. As a foreign envoy, how dare you kill Zenit citizens?"

Old Sam purposely yelled angrily, trying to attract the attention of passers-by or patrolling troops. At the same time, he poked the two strong men who were holding the fruit and gnawed wildly, signaling that the two stupid big men took advantage of each other's presence. , jumped over the wall and ran away, one by one, who knew that the two strong men were so stupid that they didn't react at all, and the beards of the angry old Sam stood on end.

"Haha, old man, accept your fate, no matter how loud you yell, no one will come to save you..."

Before the knight could finish his words, he was interrupted mercilessly by a chuckle of 'puchi'. He looked over angrily, and found that the one who was laughing was squatting next to the basket, holding a big duck in one hand A brawny black-haired man who gnawed at the pears with relish, and pear juice dripped from his hand.

"Two idiots, what are you laughing at?" Ann caused the envoy to rule out the threat from the two of them from the coarse cloth robes they were wearing and the appearance of the turtles eating.

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