Chapter 35: The Ogre Landlord (4)
Duan kept wandering around this hellish street market for a while, and finally he only felt that it was boring, although the scene here was not much different from the city of the earth, but after all, it was not the place he was familiar with. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Alas......!"
Shaking his head, Duan Zheng didn't have the idea of continuing to wander around, he still decided to return to his current residence as soon as possible, he was a human being in this place full of demons, it was better not to wander around, at least not now.
Thinking like this, Duan Ju planned to go back immediately, but things were often full of drama, and at the moment he left, a mixed voice came.
"Hey! Who are you, kid, what are you doing sneakily doing here at night? ā
Duan kept looking at himself, and immediately couldn't help but complain: "I am obviously leaning on the street lamp in the open, and I look like a sneaky person there, I really don't know what this guy's eyes are." ā
Duan Zheng only complained in his heart after all, he turned his head and felt a shadow envelop him, and slowly raised his head, only then did he see what was in front of him.
This is not a typical demon of hell, the average demon is a demon with batwing on its back and two horns on its head.
In addition, there are other demons in hell, some of which resemble animal hybrids, and some of which look like humans (Dr. Hannibal, the landlord of Duan, should be such a demon).
But this guy in front of him really made Duan constantly stunned, he didn't know what kind of demon this guy was, he was three meters tall, his body was extremely wide, and standing there was simply a huge mountain of meat.
The sheer size of this body is still secondary, and the most important thing is that this guy's appearance really doesn't know what type of demon it counts, giving people a feeling like it's been patchwork.
Some of the other demons looked like a species, but this one was like a patchwork of things, with a crooked face and even more than one pair of eyes.
There are five eyes, but they are very awkward, without a sense of symmetry, they are randomly grown on the face, and although his mouth is not a few longer, it is erect.
It's really hard for Duan to describe what it looks like, with five eyes that grow one after another, a mouth that is erected, a nose with two holes, and ears that look like a pair of human ears.
This is just the awkwardness of his appearance, his body is also even more bizarre, the size of Roshan, with a human-like arm on it, but much thicker than a human arm.
The other arm turned out to be metal, and I don't know if it was a prosthetic leg made by this guy, or if this guy originally had a metal-like arm.
The arm does not have a palm, but at the tip of the arm is a large metal spike with a barb, like a scorpion's tail thorn.
The monster's legs were not visible except for a few protruding spikes, as the guy was wearing a pair of oversized leather pants and a set of leather armor on his upper body, which looked quite intimidating.
Although Duan Zheng was surprised by this guy's appearance, he was not so afraid, he still trusted the deterrent power of the Demon Hell Government, and he didn't dare to say anything else, at least in the Demon Capital, the capital of this Hell, these guys didn't dare to go against the will of the Hell Government openly.
Duan was not afraid in his heart, but he also did not show a face, I am the protagonist Who am I afraid of, and he still smiled in a rather kind tone and said: "I don't know this ......, eh!" ā
Duan was stunned for a few seconds, because he didn't know what to call this guy, and he was worried that someone would beat him up violently, even if he didn't dare to eat him directly due to the law, it was estimated that there was still no big problem in crippling him or something.
After being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly said, "This strong man! ā
That's right, Duan Jian simply called this guy a strong man, because he felt that such a title was more suitable for this guy's body type, generally speaking, burly creatures like to be regarded as strong by others, and the word strong man can well reflect this truth.
Although I don't know where Duan Jiji's theory comes from, it seems that there is still a little bit of truth, and thinking about it like this, Duan Jiji is more and more convinced that his name is correct.
He also immediately planned to explain to this strong man that he was not a bad man, but a good citizen, a great good citizen (even if he wanted to be a bad man, but with his strength to fight the five scum, he could only be in this hell.) ļ¼
But before Duan continued to finish speaking, he saw an expression on this guy's awkward face, Duan continued to think that he was dazzled, but he rubbed his eyes and found in horror that it was not his own dazzled, but that he was blind.
He actually saw an expression called 'shyness' on the face of this burly guy like a mountain of meat, and he immediately felt as if his worldview had collapsed.
"Ahh Did I open it in the wrong way, or am I really blind, O God, Satan! Take me away! Staying in this place for an extra moment is like going crazy. ā
But I don't know if God didn't hear it, or Satan's eyes were blind, Duan's constant prayers didn't help, and he still had a 'shy' face in front of him, and a messy self in the wind.
In this way, the seven eyes of the two looked at each other for a long time...... Long...... For a long time!
In the end, Duan Zhizhi was still defeated, he finally admitted that he was blind, all this he saw was true, and there was a 'shy' Roshan standing in front of him.
Without waiting for Duan to say anything more, that Roshan once again used his thick voice and said shyly: "What are you talking about as a human being, people are not strong men!" In our tribe, people are just a weak little public deed, what kind of strong man is there! ā
"I can't stand it, I'm really about to collapse!"
Duan didn't know how to complain, so he could only express his heavy condolences in his heart for the misfortune of this Roshan tribe.
"Huh!"
Duan continued to forcibly crack his mouth, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "This ...... Forehead! This little princess, I don't know where you come from and where you're going? ā
"I'm from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and I'm going to the West Heaven to get ......!"
"Wait! This subtitle, you're on the wrong set, right? ā
Roshan was stunned for a moment, opened his vertical mouth and said in a muffled voice: "I am a demon of the Gluttonous Demon Clan, my name is Kazafei, I am one hundred and ninety years old this year, I am not married, and I came to the Demon Capital to go to college." ā
"Gaddafi?"
Duan kept looking confused, and asked in surprise: "You said your name is Gaddafi, you are Gaddafi?" ā
"What? Any questions? I am Kaza Fly, Ka is Kaza's Kaza, Zha is Zha Fei's Za, Fei is Fly Up. ā
"Huh! There's no problem, just Kaza Fly! As long as you're not Gaddafi. ā
"What nonsense are you talking about, I'm Kazafi, I'm the real Kazafi."
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