After nightfall, the hustle and bustle of St. Petersburg fades away, and the streets become more and more crowded.

Although the curfew had been lifted three days ago, the night was always unsafe, and it was always a relatively safe choice to stay at home, and the light rain began to fall under the dim street lamps, and the wet road surface 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, and his body is quite tough, but his family is very poor, he lives in slums, lives at the bottom of society, he doesn't even have a fixed stall, and he shuttles through the streets of the imperial capital all day long.

Today's business was not very good, and because of the delay of the envoys of the eight countries, it was not until the evening that most of the baskets of fruit were not sold, and Uncle Sam wandered the streets for a while longer, until it was late, and then he set out on the way home with a little disappointment.

"It's a pity that these fruits will wait until tomorrow, and I guess no one will ask for them......"

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

The dappled and dim magic street lamp light made the old man's figure look a little gloomy.

"Hey, uncle, haven't you gone back yet?" a rough voice came from one side, and two burly men came out of the corner behind him, one of whom greeted Old Sam with a smile and a smile.

"You ...... Know me?" Old Sam was stunned, these were two unfamiliar faces, which made him wary.

"Haha, when you angrily scolded that stinky fart envoy to the empire today, our brothers happened to be next to you," the strong man with long black hair tied into a ponytail behind his head and a dark complexion like molten iron casting gave a thumbs up and praised him, and smiled sincerely: "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 of them talk about this stubble, Old Sam suddenly felt closer, his vigilance disappeared suddenly, he put down his burden and gasped, like a proud child, raised his head proudly and said: "I'm nothing, you two young people don't know, Lord Martial Saint fought outside the imperial capital that day, what kind of hero is that world, majestic and majestic, with a broken drink, scared off a million army, and the masters of the ten empires are like lost dogs in front of Lord Martial Saint...... Such a heroic figure, like a god, what are those few envoys of peace, what is it, something that is not as good as bullshit, and dare to show off his might in the imperial capital, hehe, although I am just an old immortal who sells fruits, I must also stand up and say a few words, so as not to tarnish the glory of Lord Martial Saint. ”

"Uncle, you seem to know very well about Lord Martial Saint. The white-haired man laughed.

"That is, my son served His Royal Highness the Great Prince in the Iron Blood Battalion, although he was just a small ordinary soldier, but he also fought side by side with Lord Martial Saint. When the old man talked about his son, he looked proud.

"Wow, I see, your old man has a good son," the black-haired man showed a look of envy on his face, and said, "When you say that, I really want to meet your son." ”

The old man's face suddenly darkened: "He, like you, is also young and strong, and he is a good material for being a soldier, but it's a pity...... He...... Died in the defense of St. Petersburg. ”

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

"What's in the basket? Haha, I'm hungry, uncle, how much do these fruits cost? The black-haired strong man's eyes were dripping, and between speaking, he had already picked two big pears, clicked twice, splashed juice at the corners of his mouth, and shouted: "Wow, good, so sweet!"

The white-haired man looked incredulous: "Is it sweet......?" Well, yes, it's really sweet, I haven't eaten such a crisp and sweet pear for several years...... Uncle, give us all of this. ”

Old Sam shook his head and smiled.

He is not old and confused, how can 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 are two men who are a little stupid, but they are definitely good people, just like their own sons who died in the holy war, they are both real men of the empire with blood flowing in their bodies.

Old Sam felt a little warm in his heart, and was about to say something, at this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, I don't know when, at the corners of the street, there were some men with bad faces, quietly blocking the road before and after, and there was a trace of solemnity in the air.

"Is that you?" said Old Sam's expression.

Through the dim streetlights, he recognized the strong man who was forced over with a smirk, and it was the knight of An Zhi, who had clashed with him on the street today.

"Old thing, the eyes are quite pointed, what's the matter?" An Zhi Knight sneered: "I said, let you be careful with this old thing, hehe, it seems that your luck is really not very good, and we found out before you had time to hide, hahaha!"

"What do you want?" Old Sam knew that things were not good, and that the gang had probably come to him on purpose to get revenge.

"How is it?" Knight Anzhi and his companions around him looked at each other and laughed, with a cruel gaze on a large number of old Sam, and said with a playful smile: "Old thing, you have made us very faceless today, and I have always been very vindictive, so I have to do something cool, I guess, such a big city of St. Petersburg, if a pariah who sells fruit suddenly disappears, it shouldn't attract anyone's attention, right?"

"You dare? This is the capital of the Zenit Empire, and you, as a foreign envoy, dare to kill the citizens of Zenit?"

Old Sam deliberately shouted angrily, wanting to attract the attention of the surrounding passers-by or the patrolling army, and at the same time stabbed the two strong men who were holding the fruit and gnawing wildly with his hand, signaling the two stupid big men to take advantage of the fact that the other party had not yet come around, and quickly jumped over the wall and ran, running away one is counted as one, who knows that the two strong men were stupid and did not react at all, and the angry old Sam's beard stood up.

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

Before he could finish his words, he was mercilessly disrupted by a chuckle of 'poof', and he looked over angrily to find that it was the black-haired man who was squat beside the basket, holding a large duck pear in one hand and munching with relish, and the pear juice flowed in the other.

"Two idiots, what are you laughing at?" the envoy ruled out the threat of the two from the coarse cloth robes they wore and the appearance of the turtles eating.

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The first one, and more later.