"It's been three months since I've been here, and it's the first time I've fought with locals. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The man in the cloak didn't panic at all, but felt a little regretful, and clenched his fists: "It's just too weak, can you go and find a few stronger opponents for my brother? ”

"Strong mom!" Baburu and a few companions moved at the same time, and several knives with a cold light stabbed them in all directions like thunder, but in the next second, they lost their target in front of them.

Bang bang ~~~~~

The expected battle did not happen, almost no one could see the movements of the cloaked man, and several huge black shadows had already been sent flying, as if it was just a matter of a few punches, and these splashes who were the kings and hegemons in the oasis had already flown out.

The cloaked man was obviously merciful, but he only broke his arm and leg, perhaps because he felt the huge difference in strength, Baburu didn't even dare to fart this time, and stumbled and supported each other with a few companions and hurriedly left.

The owner of the small shop next to him looked at the broken tables and chairs around him with great distress, and some people who had been bullied by Baburu couldn't help but remind, "Outsiders, hurry up, you beat that nephew of Lord Wazina, and he will definitely bring the guards to trouble you in a while!"

The cloaked man smiled and lifted the cloak on his head: "Really? ”

Seeing the face that was originally hidden in the cloak, the people around were suddenly stunned, this was a young man who looked sunny and handsome, but most importantly, he had a yellow skin that these black people were extremely envious of!

Yellow-skinned ......

In the Tutankhamun Empire, the vast majority of them are blacks, of course, there are also some whites, yellow-skinned people have basically disappeared in the dark period, and with the cooperation with the Federation, yellow-skinned people have gradually appeared, which is definitely the existence that all blacks are most unwilling to provoke, it must be some kind of boy or noble lord from the Free Federation!

Unlike the powerful Caesar, the international relations between Tutankhamun's empire and the Free Federation have always been defined as subordination, on the one hand, because it is relatively close to the Free Federation, and the large amount of import and export trade has long caused the empire to have a dependency psychology and practical needs.

At the same time, they are also more intimidated by the powerful force of the Federation, and they also covet the fancy world of the Free Federation, the abundance of supplies, and the beautiful women, and once the upper echelons of the empire are obsessed with these things, the ambition of the founding of the country begins to gradually dissipate.

Therefore, the diplomatic relations between the two sides can be described as very close, Tutankhamun's empire is almost completely a servile attitude, while asking the federation for some materials and private benefits, almost all the requirements of the federation are obedient, and the comers of the free federation are like bodhisattvas, even if it is the most ordinary free federation civilian, as long as he comes to the Tutankhamun empire, he will almost immediately have an unimaginable social status and security, and any locals who dare to take the initiative to provoke these yellow-skinned nobles of the federation will definitely be hunted down by the imperial guards to death！

Therefore, the Federation is also happy to send some outstanding elites here for training, after all, in the desert of the Tutankhamun Empire, the types, numbers and even the degree of evolution of mutant beasts are much higher than those of the Federation's wilderness, and they are more valuable for training, and in the major cities of the empire, as long as these elites who come to experience pay a little price, the local government will give all kinds of support very strongly, and the cost performance is super high.

Morden Potter, this time he came to the Tutankhamun Empire to train, I heard that there are many weirdos here, and the combat effectiveness is even more amazing, which is simply the most desirable fighting mecca for Molden, who was born in an empty-handed fighting family like Potter.

It's a pity that I've been here for three months, except for being in the wild and mutant ** hands, I didn't meet a black man who dared to punch him, the identity of the yellow skin of the Federation in the empire made him completely helpless, people didn't do it and greeted each other with a smile, and there was laughter and laughter all the time within thirty square meters around him, he was always bad at punching others, making his hands itch so much, but he only thought of getting a cloak to put himself on yesterday, and today he really ran into something.

The owner of the small shop wanted to cry without tears, and originally wanted to drag the other party to compensate for the broken tables, chairs and benches in the store, but when he saw that it was yellow-skinned, he coaxed it first.

Unexpectedly, Moldon casually threw a gold coin to the small shop owner: "Accompany the loss of your store!"

The runic gold coins reflecting the sunlight looked particularly eye-catching, and the countless people around them were all shining with envy.

You must know that most of the high-end living materials, weapons and resources of the entire empire come from the Federation, and if you want to buy these scarce materials from the hands of the Federation merchants, unless you exchange them with something that is very valuable, or even several times the value of the traded items, you can only buy it with the gold coins of the Federation.

This is also the strategy of the Federation to gradually control Tutankhamun, monetary policy, the prevalent trick of the old era, which is also useful in this era, especially since this gold coin is with rune technology, which adds a sense of high-end foreign atmosphere.

This is absolute hard currency in Tutankhamun, and it is also highly scarce, such a small piece of gold is probably enough to buy ten of these small shops, and worthless things can call the wind and rain in the empire and form the effectiveness of the federal strategy.

There were more people watching, chattering and chattering, and Moldon looked at the little bald head with the coffin on the other side with interest.

From the moment this guy entered the door to the present, whether it was in the face of the provocation of the scar man, or later he took action himself, he was a little apologetic from beginning to end, if he didn't know that there were no Buddhists here in Tutankhamun, he really thought that this little bald head was a monk.

The coffin behind him is a bit weird, no matter what the age, it's weird to carry such a thing on his back, but Moldon doesn't care too much, it's just a little luster, he's not Tutankhamun's dirt bun.

The little bald head looked at Moldon and bowed in thanks, Moldon walked over and greeted him with a smile: "Hey, little brother, do you know how to drink, I'll please." ”

The little bald head shook his head: "I don't know how to drink, just give me a little water and dry food." ”

"Then some camel meat, that thing is unpalatable to death. Moldon made no secret of his contempt, this place is so speechless, and the Federation's strategy is too successful to be good.

The little bald head shook his head a little embarrassedly, "I don't eat meat." ”

"Cool, friend," Moldon said, "Anyway, you don't get tired of carrying such a big thing in the desert?"