But now the only weapon broke in two and was tied to Little Duke's calf.

One of Phil's legs was also crushed under Duke Jr.'s fall, causing all three of them to sit on the ground while the other stood there, slightly arched, holding a stick with a sharpened head in his hand.

In order not to irritate the other party, Phil did not speak, nor did he stand up rashly, but secretly moved his body, trying to move his legs out from under Duke Jr.

The weirdo in front of him looks a bit like the Latin American race in Phil's previous life in terms of the proportions of his facial features and overall appearance, but his complexion is much redder.

"Who are you?" Perhaps because Jasmine was frightened, even though he had been reduced to a cripple, little Duke's temper was still so impulsive, and he asked directly.

When the strange man heard this, he rushed directly with a wooden stick and a huge roar from his mouth.

Phil secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, today is really a bad year, I haven't encountered a good thing, the fruit that is so sour that I lost my teeth, the missing duo, and now a wild man has popped up.

There are three of them, the weak and the crippled, and there is only one left, and he used his strength when he was rescued just now, and his hands and feet are still weak.

Fortunately, the strange man also seemed to have some scruples, and stopped in front of the three of them, only about a meter apart, grinning his teeth, showing a hideous face, and speaking in a foreign language that none of the three of them could understand.

Even Phil only understood a few words, "bad guy", "fuck off" and the like.

Phil tugged at little Duke and hinted with his eyes that he should not talk too much and leave it to him to deal with.

Little Duke was also aware of his situation, so he could only nod and drag Jasmine in his arms behind him to protect him, raising his arms in front of him to prevent the sudden attack of the wild man.

Phil was already crouching on the ground, leaning against the wall with one hand and touching the ground with the other, hoping to find a larger stone.

It's a pity that the ground where the three of them fell was quite hard, and they didn't even grab the soil.

The strange man's eyes widened, and his red mouth was wide open, which was indeed terrifying in the dim light of the fire.

But Phil clearly felt the other party's bravado and inwardness.

Although the roar was loud, the sound was not coarse.

Judging from the height and body type, it looks more like a teenager or a girl, and the original tattered clothes are still empty on the body, showing that the owner of the clothes is very thin.

Phil had a vague idea.

The strange man seems to be very interested in the fire fold, and since he grabbed it in his hand, he has been holding it tightly, for fear that Phil will snatch it back.

The posture of the two feet is also one in front of the other, and although they are facing the three people, their feet are perpendicular to the wall, and they seem to be ready to retreat at any time.

Phil broke the silence and was ready to talk to the weirdo, at least for a little longer.

Calculate the time, and the adults who came to the rescue should also come.

Leaning against the wall, he slowly stood up, causing the tension of the strange man opposite, and the spikes of the stick were pointing in Phil's direction.

Phil hurriedly spread his hands out, palms facing the stranger, signaling that he had no weapons.

"Fire, here you go. Phil pointed to the fire fold in the stranger's hand, and then to the stranger.

The strange man didn't roar this time, as if he was discerning the meaning of Phil's words, and the hand holding the fire fold retracted a little more to his side.

Making sure the other person could understand him, Phil continued, "You live here, this is your place, we don't want it. We're going out. ”

It's just that as soon as the words fell, I don't know where it touched the nerves of the strange man, and suddenly he became excited again and rushed in the direction of Phil.

"Stop! I've got something to eat here. Phil explained, ready to take advantage of the opportunity to pounce on the other party.

But the strange man didn't really pounce, and just as the stick was about to touch Phil, he stopped, proving his bluff even more.

Phil gestured to the other as he slowly reached for his pocket, pulling something out.

The weirdo stared closely at Phil's movements, and because it was slow, he didn't react much.

He went out a lot today, and in addition to being used for road signs, there were still some nuts left in his pocket.

Phil slowly took out a handful, placed his hand flat in front of the other party, opened his palm upward, and motioned to the other party: "Here you go, you eat." ”

The strange man was obviously stunned for a moment, and just raised his hand to grab it, and immediately retracted his hand.

Because he didn't know which hand to stretch out, whether it was the left hand holding the fire fold or the right hand holding the stick, he took two steps back, and his face was hesitant.

Phil secretly screamed that it was a pity, that the vigilance of the weirdo was very high.

Looking at the other party's dress and figure, it was obvious that he had been hungry for a long time, and his eyes had been staring at the nuts in the little fat man's hand, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of saliva swallowing.

Phil tossed the nuts on the ground, grabbed another handful, and continued to throw them on the ground, slowly piling them up into a small pile.

The strange man seemed to shake a little, and crouched down, slowly moving closer to the pile of nuts, trying to hook them with his feet.

At this moment, there was a sound of thin footsteps in the mine behind him, as if there were still many people shouting.

The strange man glanced back, and suddenly a dark shadow flashed, scaring him into a fright.

It was Boa, her white body swooping down on Phil's lap and crawling up to his shoulder, which was his favorite place.

As soon as Phil wiped Boa's wet tongue away, he noticed that the strange man in front of him had disappeared and seemed to be scared away.

Jasmine also relieved herself at this moment, picked up little Duke, and shouted loudly with Phil, the hope of going home was already seen.

The bright golden thorn lamp turned around the crossing, and behind them were several tall figures, but in the low mine tunnel, they could only bow aggrievedly.

It wasn't until the heavy news reached a breath of fresh air that Phil didn't know that he had gone outside, and he and the two little guys were all picked up by adults, and he was even more caught under the armpit by the crazy Campbell butler.

By this time, it was already dark outside.

Looking at Jasmine, who was crying in his mother's arms, and little Duke, who was being beaten, Phil felt a little funny.

What did he do, he was a hero for a long time, and finally he was rescued by relying on adults.

Phil was laughing at himself, and he was hugged in his arms, it was very warm, and there was a familiar aroma.

Phil sniffed his mother's breath and was about to put on an innocent little face, when he felt the familiar slap on his back.

Catherine's eyes in front of her were red, obviously in a hurry, and she slapped her face quickly and hard.

But Phil was not worried at all, but hugged Catherine again with a stinky fart, and patted her hands gently on the back of the woman in her arms.

Catherine was stunned by her son's movements, and the scolding she wanted to say stopped, just holding her son's chubby little body, and neither of them spoke.

When she heard the butler's report, Catherine's eyes went dark and she felt that the sky was about to fall.

He left the house without putting on his coat.

Campbell's butler rode first, and Catherine rode in the carriage, urging the coachman to drive the carriage as if it were flying.

Where the carriage was blocked, he jumped out of the carriage and ran up this mountain road in one go.

He touched his son's wet hair, rummaging over and over for injuries, and didn't let him go until Anna arrived.

comforted the big one, and finally comforted the small one, and Phil felt that his life was very miserable.

Anna's little face was adorable and pitiful, but Phil felt that the fat on his waist had been hit hard three times and twice, and he must have been bleeding.

Phil, who had experienced a happy ending, finally returned home, took a shower, and had a hearty meal.

Catherine didn't continue to blame, but Phil believed that it would be difficult to sneak out on his own in the future, but it only affected the poor young porter.

The next day, Phil slept until nine o'clock and woke up, originally thinking that his body would be sore for a few days, but unexpectedly, it seemed that there were no sequelae at all, and he was in quite good condition.

In the main hall, Catherine was receiving guests, and this was already the second wave.

The first wave was Duke Jr. and Jasmine's mother, and the two sent a lot of thank-you gifts, especially Little Duke's mother, who packed the gifts in a whole box.

Catherine, who had never received heavy gifts, accepted it very happily this time.

She understands very well that as a mother, what she feels in her heart at this time, if she doesn't accept it, the other party will not be at ease.

I just told the housekeeper to give more rare items in Luoma Town when the New Year's Day returns.

When Phil went downstairs, he was met by a second wave of guests, Uncle Hank Gray.

He is the younger brother of the town lord's wife, Demi, and the lord's deputy, who is also the sheriff, and he is actually doing the daily management.