There was silence all around them, and the followers of Marcus stood there dumbfounded, not knowing for a moment what to do. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Many of them haven't even reacted to what is happening, it's all too fast, and ...... How can anyone be so unreasonable, if you don't agree with each other, you will do it directly, this Nima is too arrogant!

Legend has it that someone once fled thousands of miles into the city in order to escape from his enemies, and even if he swaggered on the streets, his enemies did not dare to touch him.

Even if this is just a legend and it is impossible to verify whether it is true or not, it does go some way to explaining how strict Shurima's laws were, especially under the jurisdiction of the Archon of the Imperial City of Nagopur, who has always been known for his iron-faced selflessness.

An attendant-like attendant let out a scream like a pig, and hurriedly ran over with small steps to help him up, but the crowd surged, and for a while, I don't know how many people stepped on Marcus's body, although the attendant was loyal, but his strength was not good, and he couldn't squeeze in at all.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you, Young Master, are you okay?"

He shouted anxiously while beckoning Marcus's followers to come and save people, but unfortunately, Zhang Chao's palm was not so comfortable, although Marcus was not seriously injured now, but he was completely unconscious, although this stampede was nothing to the epic powerhouse, but it was definitely a great shame.

This is no longer a simple slap on the face, but not only a slap in the face, but also a group of people to go up and stomp on the face after the beating!

Zhang Chao took out a square handkerchief and wiped his palm, and then threw it on the ground, this person's face was oily and I didn't know what was smeared, and the touch was smooth and greasy and a little disgusting.

And after doing all this, Zhang Chao turned around and said coldly to the stunned slave owner: "I bought him, how much is it." ”

He used "he" instead of it, and the white lion cub was clearly able to understand human language, and it was Shurima, but it could only hear but not speak, probably because the vocal cords were not fully developed and completely dehumanized.

The slave owner hurriedly laughed and said, "Hehe...... Your Excellency...... Are you sure you're going to be invited to tea by the city guards?"

He originally saw that Marcus was dressed gorgeously and magnificently, and just wanted to come up to greet him, but he saw that this person was directly slapped by the man he was still a little disdainful of just now, and his followers didn't even dare to let out a fart, which shows that this person is definitely a great person!

Could it be...... The slave owner, the prince of Shurima, speculated while thinking about whether he should quote a relatively cheap price, on the one hand, he could sell it to this person, and on the other hand, he also felt that this person was not easy to provoke, and if he cheated others, he was afraid that his life would be difficult to protect.

Before Zhang Chao could speak, he saw Senmut indifferently take out a bag of gold coins and slap it on the slave owner's face, and said in a cold tone: "What kind of thing are the city guards! ”

The listeners were in an uproar, in Shurima, these small merchants and peddlers engaged in commerce were most afraid of the city guards, whose status in their eyes was almost comparable to that of the Chinese city management, but with a higher degree of discipline.

They treat any outsider who violates Shurima's law, regardless of their status, and they will not let go even if they pay money, which really makes the voices of these people who travel from south to north change color.

Since the poor performance of the city guards in Shurima's defense of the city thirty years ago, this force has now become more and more ritualistic, almost a guard of honor, and its combat effectiveness is very low except for its good looks.

Although they still belong to the capital garrison, they have actually separated from the combat units and transformed into a militia force to maintain law and order.

It's just that although their combat effectiveness has become low, the leaders of several major city guards are all powerful figures in the military, strong people at the epic level, plus backed by the real power generals of the military department, the power of the city guards on the surface is smaller, but in fact it is getting bigger and bigger, not to mention that these outsiders dare not provoke at all, even the locals are also respectful.

Fortunately, they generally do things within the rules and regulations, although the law enforcement process is a bit rough, but the above has always turned a blind eye, and it has continued until now.

The slave owner didn't dare to say anything more, seeing that Zhang Chao and Senmut's bearings were extraordinary, he knew that he had met a big man, and he didn't dare to stop him, so he retreated to the side with the bag of gold coins.

Zhang Chao stretched out his hand and lightly scratched on the cage, and suddenly, the hard reinforced iron cage was easily torn apart by him.

"Beware, this thing is fierce and should not be touched with your hands. The slave owner shouted, he thought it was going to be bad, and if the big man was hurt by the little lion, he felt that he would have no consequences.

He shouted and complained a little, this big man is too arrogant, this is a beast and not a human, your identity is useful in humans, and in the mouth of a beast, I am afraid that it is not as good as Lao Tzu's fat body.

I saw that the little white lion saw that the cage was broken, grinned, and pounced towards Zhang Chao is swoop, it was really like lightning, it was so fierce at such an age, and the horror of its adulthood can be seen.

Some onlookers began to discuss: "If this white lion is domesticated properly, when it grows up, it will be even more terrifying than the giant war mastiff of the Western Barbarians!"

Others secretly felt sorry that they didn't have such eyesight: "Damn, this white lion is so fierce now, when he grows up, he is afraid that he will be directly comparable to the peak gold powerhouse, and a bag of gold coins can be exchanged for a peak gold powerhouse, that is simply too profitable!"

"Your Excellency be careful!" Senmut was slightly startled, and was about to suppress the little lion with a thunderous force, but Zhang Chao coldly waved his hand and pulled Nasenmut back behind him.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Zhang Chao did not stop the little lion's pounce, but let the little lion gnaw on his hand, and the familiar stinging sensation made him feel a little nostalgic for his past in the jungle of southern Ionia.

Since then, he has seen Aoba again, but he has never seen Rengar again.

He sighed, took out a strand of gray-white hair with his other hand, placed it next to the little white lion's nose, and then retracted it into the supply bag.

Suddenly, the little white lion who was biting Zhang Chao's hand was immediately stunned, his eyes were wide, because the breath was clearly very similar to his brother, but he had already died in the hands of those humans wearing horned helmets!

"Be obedient, I won't hurt you. A low murmur sounded in his ears, so that the little white lion's teeth and claws directly calmed down, he didn't believe Zhang Chao's words, but worried that he had other relatives in the hands of this human being, if he provoked this person, I was afraid that he would harm his own relatives.

The Vastaya people are precocious, and although the little white lion can't speak human words, his mind has long matured.

The slave owner looked at this scene, dumbfounded, and muttered to himself, "Actually...... Did he do some kind of magic? I don't know how he did it, but I spent a lot of money to get the best animal trainer to tame him?"

Senmut sneered, and said as he should, "How can the young master's methods be imagined by people like you. ”

Zhang Chao ignored these people, but waved his hand at Senmut and walked towards the outside of the slave market with the still somewhat vigilant lion cub, and Marcus's followers also left through the other door carrying the unconscious Marcus, who was now afraid to meet Zhang Chao.

Walking on the road, Zhang Chao suddenly heard the little lion howl twice, and then he really talked to the little lion, but it was the Chinese Mandarin that was serious...... in fact, he has always used Mandarin, but the translator of the system is too domineering, sometimes he thinks that the Mandarin of China has become the official language of the world.

"How do you know the Vastaya language?" the little lion said warily, suspecting that Zhang Chao had another Vastaya in his hands, or that he was the one who killed his brother.

Zhang Chao laughed, clearly hearing the vigilance in his tone: "I can understand your words, because I used to have a friend of the Vastayas you said...... One could even say brothers.

"Impossible, how could the brave Vastaya flesh-toothed orcs be friends with weak humans, let alone brothers!" the little lion said in a firm tone, but in fact he was a little lacking in confidence.

Zhang Chao didn't tease him with the fact that this little guy was captured by what he called a "weak human", but shook his head and said: "It doesn't even know that it is the so-called Vastaya in your mouth, and it calls itself the moonlight white lion, a very realistic name." ”

The little lion was silent, and then said in a low voice: "Sure enough, that breath is still different from my brother's. Moonlight White Lion ...... The name goes well with my mother, my father's hair is gray and different. ”

"But they're all dead!" the little lion's voice suddenly became fierce, "killed by you humans!"

"There are good and bad human beings, and there are too many people in this world, so whenever human beings kill their own people, they never show mercy, not to mention that you are just a foreigner. ”

"Moreover, you also hunted those wild beasts for food, isn't this also a kind of slaughter, survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle, but there is nothing wrong with it. ”

Seeing that the little lion didn't listen to his words at all, Zhang Chao smiled helplessly, and after hesitating for a moment, he still asked, "How did they find you?"

How could this group be so mysterious, how could it be easily found by a group of Freljord conquerors? He suspected that the Freljords of Aion were the murderers of the so-called Vastaya, and the earliest colonists could have done this, and the timeline fits perfectly.

"It's the Holy Land! Those weak Ionians have betrayed the location of the Holy Land, and we can only fight to the death to protect the Holy Land!"

Zhang Chao was slightly stunned and sighed: "Weak Ionians...... It's not right to use its territory as a label to criticize some people, and you don't know how brave and fearless the Ionians I have ever met. ”

He remembered the robes that had died under Presidium, and the flaming figure of Irelia, but unfortunately, since that parting, he had only seen each other once, and that side was still in a different form.

"Let's go, and I'll send you back to Ionia. ”

At sunset, two figures stretched long on the wall of the alley, Zhang Chao held the fluffy white lion cub, and Senmut followed suit, gradually walking away.