Zheng Fei followed the guidance and saw that there was indeed a shadow there, not moving at all, probably in contemplation.

He snapped the bar twice and said to the waiter, "Get me a bottle of your best wine here." ”

"Well, it's not cheap. ”

Zheng Fei was silent, pressed a gold coin on the bar, and asked, "Is it enough?"

"That's enough!" The waiter couldn't hide his ecstasy, went to the wine cabinet to rummage, took out a bottle of red wine, and said: "This is a French specialty, the red wine of Château Lafite, this wine is very delicate, you can't touch the wall of the glass when you drink it, that will affect the taste"

"I know how to drink. Zheng Fei took the wine and strode away.

When we got to the partition, there was only one person sitting at the table drinking, and there were two plates of salt-baked peas and a small plate of rabbit meat, which had been eaten up.

Under the dim oil lamp, the man leaned back in a chair that was almost falling apart, holding an empty wine glass, in a daze, occasionally grabbing two peas from the plate and stuffing them into his mouth to continue in a daze.

On his chest, there hung an illegible medallion, polished by him, and it was the only one in his body that was worth a little money.

Looks, how to say it, if it weren't for the unkempt hair, dirty clothes, and a good shower and dress, it would not be a problem to go to Hollywood to make a movie.

At least, the arrogant and cold eyes are incomparable to anyone.

And this look made Zheng Fei feel familiar, killers, mercenaries, etc., etc.

Because of this person's existence, the atmosphere is a little delicate, the outside is cheering and noisy, but the inside is indeed deserted, the two just look at each other like this, no one speaks, no one feels embarrassed.

At this time, the waiter came with a plate and smiled at Zheng Fei: "Sir, you just ordered that wine, this is a giveaway, special roast mutton." ”

Smelling the tempting aroma of mutton, Zheng Fei felt a little hungry and said, "Bring me another Spanish ham and two seafood soups." ”

"Okay, please wait. The waiter put down his plate and left, leaving the two of them again.

Probably attracted by the fragrant roast lamb, the man coughed dryly and said in his deep voice, "You should stay outside and sprinkle money at the sexy dancers on stage, and go to the room with her until dawn when she is done with the show." ”

"Then why don't you go?" Zheng Fei said, sitting down.

"Heh, are you trying to humiliate me on purpose, because I have no money, are you satisfied?" he said indignantly, his fingers rattling.

When the ham and seafood soup came, Zheng Fei motioned for the waiter to bring them to the table, and he himself walked over and sat down in front of the man.

"What do you want to do?" the man said as he took his salivating gaze away from the ham and swallowed uncontrollably.

"Eat together. As he spoke, Zheng Fei smiled, then picked up the meat cleaver and cut off a few pieces of crispy and tender ham meat and put them on his plate.

The man instinctively resisted, shook his head, and said, "No, I don't want to." ”

"Why?"

"I don't accept handouts from others, it's the dignity of a knight. With that, he shoved the last peas into his mouth and chewed them to ward off his cravings.

Spanish ham, which is almost a household name in Spain and Portugal, is coveted every Christmas, but is never enjoyed because it is too expensive.

A well-fed person can never imagine how much good food can be tempting to the hungry and well-fed.

Zheng Fei frowned and said, "You misunderstood, I don't want to give you charity, but I want to make friends with you." ”

"Make friends, do you think there is any place on my body that you can use? Look at your clothes, they are better than the group of noble children outside, you are a certain prince, right?"

After pondering for a while, Zheng Fei looked into his eyes and said seriously: "The descendants of the Knights of the Round Table should be respected by everyone. ”

After that, there was a few seconds of confrontation and silence.

After the silence, the man's gaze finally softened, his eyes showed a hint of resentment, he grabbed a piece of ham with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, tasted it carefully, exhaled, and said, "My name is Ares." ”

"Huh" Zheng Fei couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Ares, the god of war, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus, son of Zeus.

Although, that's a mythical story.

"Good name. He laughs.

"Everybody says that, but I just don't have a good name. Ares smiled bitterly, and as he spoke, he quickly stuffed the ham and drank the seafood soup, and cut it himself.

Of course, Zheng Fei couldn't eat hard by himself, and he was very hungry, so he grabbed it.

The atmosphere gradually became harmonious, nibbling on ham, eating roast lamb lees and trampling raffite wine, which made Zheng Fei find the feeling of grabbing roast rabbits with his comrades in the American jungle.

Having eaten and drunk, Ares burped, touched his belly pleasantly, and said, "Thank you." ”

Zheng Fei drank the last mouthful of Lafite painfully, why did the meat hurt, because this was his favorite, so he drank the ham, and he didn't taste anything.

"I heard you come here every week to drink alone?" he asked, ready to cut to the chase.

"Hmm. Ares nodded, waiting for him to continue.

"Why?"

Aresnunu opened his mouth, craned his neck and flipped the wine glass and poured it, and a few drops of wine slowly flowed down the wall of the glass into his mouth.

After that, he sighed deeply, and after the glamorous dancers outside set off another wave of **, he said: "My ancestors were the revered Knights of the Round Table, the most loyal followers of King Arthur, and now I am a fish seller, how do you feel if you are you?"

"I choose to die. Hmm, this is just a joke in Zheng Fei's heart, he raised his eyebrows slightly, took a deep breath, and said, "If it were me, I would cheer up and rebuild the glory of the Knights of the Round Table!"

"It's easy to say, although there are at least a thousand descendants of the Knights of the Round Table in Lisbon, the Portuguese royal family explicitly prohibits private arming, not to mention, how can we afford to buy war horses and sabers, do we want to be embarrassed by the flat shoulder?"

"I can provide you with weapons and equipment. Zheng Fei said calmly, looking at him expectantly.

Ares was stunned, shook his head decisively, and said: "You are a good guy, let me eat the ham of my dreams, but I will not organize knights to help you do things, as for the money for the ham, I will try to repay you." ”

With that, he bowed, then puffed up his chest and walked out.

"Hey!" Zheng Fei stopped him, walked up to him quickly, and asked, "Why?"

"Because, I won't risk their lives, they all have families, and they have to live well. ”

"What if I have the Eternal Sword in my hand?"

[PS: Ares, the boss of the Knight Legion, the dragon set of the first pink lion in this book "Peach Blossom Fairy under the Peach Blossom Temple", if you want a dragon set, tell me ha~ There is a change at more than 1 o'clock in the morning, sleep first when you are sleepy, your body is important]