Chapter 1963: The Old Drunkard's Troubles
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When I saw Sister Sharna and Carujie leave one after the other and go to the next training ground, I expressed my satisfaction.
I'm a little sorry for them to say that, but it's true that the people who got in the way are finally gone.
Although we are stupid and optimistic guys who have no master momentum at all and look extremely harmless to humans and animals, but, always being beaten in front of girls, no matter what kind of man will feel shameless.
Now, back to the state when Artoria had not left, only me and Beansha trained peacefully, and finally, Bendruid could finally let go of his body and mind and start shaking with all his heart and soul...... It's Training Maniac Mode!
Turning around, while transforming into a cosplay bear again, I was moved to open my arms to Beansha, come on, my little sister, throw yourself into my arms, and then beat me hard, don't show mercy, you must beat me to death, want to die.
Gentlemen, I like to be beaten, beaten horizontally, vertically, upside down, beaten continuously, beaten with nosebleeds, beaten up and unable to walk, beaten and unable to get out of bed, beaten and unable to take care of myself, as long as I am beaten, I like it!
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Recently, is it that the beaten Lianjie has been falling straight to his body? That's a problem.
But the days of being beaten with peace of mind didn't last long, and the two onlookers were finally sent away. Another uninvited guest followed.
Seeing me being beaten to the ground and unable to stand up for a while, the old drunkard's eyes suddenly moistened.
"It's all my fault." She squatted down, hugged my bear paw affectionately, wiped her tears, and quietly kept looking at it, swallowing her saliva, probably thinking, bear paw I want, but can I eat this thing?
I didn't even have the time to raise my head and slap her in the eyes. The bear's hairball-like tail dangled on its buttocks. Signal that if you have something to say, let go of a fart, and then get away from me.
"It must have been that my training was too strict at that time, and I always beat you up with a blue nose and swollen face. I didn't expect you to like being beaten. In order to be beaten. It was my fault that I didn't even hesitate to come to the third world to find the fists of the strong. β
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With a little strength, I reluctantly held up a wooden sign to the old woman.
If it weren't for the fact that her strength was too different from Beansha. I'm afraid I'll accidentally kill someone, so I'm going to have to let Beansah bite and punch this old disrespectful bastard to the side of the Meharas Mountains.
"It's rare that I care so much about you, it's so indifferent." Resuming his posture, he gouged out his ears, and the old drunkard showed an arrogant smile.
"What, this is your World Power form? Speaking of which, it's the first time I've seen it, why did I become more and more atavistic, is it because of IQ problems? It's always degraded like this, and you're careful that you won't be able to change it back one day. β
"You have to take care of it!" I couldn't bear it anymore, canceled the transformation, and kicked the flying mantis in the foot, but unfortunately underestimated my injury, and halfway through the action, my body flew into the air, and there was a click on my waist, which made my whole body gray and white, and half of my soul was about to come out of my mouth.
"Are you alright, do you want the priest to come and see it?" The old drunkard came up with great anxiety and gently patted me on the waist with the affection of master and apprentice.
To Grandma of Heaven:
I only had time to leave a word on the ground with my finger, and I don't know if Sister Sharna can see through the real murderer and help me take revenge.
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"You guys, one or two like to run around and interrupt my training, is my training so good-looking?" After a break, I finally came back to my senses, maybe I should say that I came back from Lord Yama.
"It's very good-looking, and when I see someone being beaten, for some reason, I feel happy and refreshed." The old drunkard didn't hesitate to give me a thumbs up and smile heartily.
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This guy is no longer good, his extremely bad personality is incurable, let her save a moment more, the whole continent will be polluted a little more, please which god will use his magic power to accept this demon.
"You didn't come to see me beaten."
"Can't you?"
"Beanshah, let's go." I slapped her on the back of the head and patted her ass before leaving.
"Wait, wait, dear Wu, aren't we such a great and strong relationship between teacher and student?" With a hint of flattery, the old drunkard gave me goosebumps all over my body and said with a grin.
Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief, not to mention this old drunkard, I can't wait for a hundred and eight thousand miles with Douyun now, away from this guy.
"No, I won't do whatever you say." Before the old drunkard finished speaking, I snorted and shook my head, took Beansha's little hand, and walked faster.
"Listen to me, it's not for you to do anything, it's just to ask you a few questions."
After a pause, I turned my head and looked at her in surprise: "Really? β
If it's just a few questions, does the old drunkard need to keep his breath down? No, with this guy's stinginess and careful calculation, there must be some big trouble to be like this, I can't be fooled.
"Really, it's more real than seafood bread."
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It seems that this old woman has also tasted the Lugoin specialty of the series of 100 cats killed by curiosity, and she deserves it.
"I'll listen to it."
Although I don't want to get involved in trouble, I also want to know what kind of trouble is there that can give such a headache to an old drunkard who has no face and no skin, who just laughed at others, and now he is about to enter the Curiosity and a Hundred Cats series.
"This is not the place to talk, let's go somewhere else and talk." The old drunkard looked around sneakily, with an indescribable look on his face. It's like a special patient looking for the legendary miracle doctor on a roadside telephone pole.
"You have a lot of requests, Beansha, would you like to go to the bar with your senior brother?" I touched Bei Ansha's head, a little reluctant to part with the cute little sister.
"Bar ...... What is it? Beansha, who had become cool because of the old drunkard's cunzΓ i, had no change in IQ, and asked with a tilt of his head.
I said, my little junior sister, even if you were a wild man before and had never been to the town, you had been in the camp with Lu Gaoyin for more than a year. Don't even know about the bar?
"It's a place where everybody gets together for a drink." I reluctantly explained.
"What is wine?"
Is this ...... time for 100,000 whys today?
"Are there a lot of them?" Beansha didn't embarrass me. He continued to ask.
"Pretty much."
"Then Biansha is not going." Shaking his head, Beansha replied as I had expected, and in my regretful gaze, said goodbye and left.
"Who's that little one?" Wait for Biansa to go away. The old drunkard sneaked up from behind. Staring at Beansha's figure. The look was a little solemn.
"Well, a lot of people have asked me this question, but do you know how they're doing now?" I looked back. A cold skimm.
"What's wrong? Corrupted by your intelligence aura? The old drunkard was stunned for a moment, and asked stupidly.
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For some reason, I was speechless, and suddenly I felt that I didn't have any common communication language with the old woman.
"She's my little sister." Too lazy to play dumb riddles with her, I just said the answer.
"I don't remember taking another student." The old drunkard scratched his head, revealing a confused expression of whether it was my memory loss.
"You deserve to be called a teacher, too? It's leg hair...... It's a student of the old guy with the gallon. β
"No wonder ......"
"Do you know the identity of Old Gallen?" Seeing the old drunkard's reaction, I asked curiously, I asked her before, and she was obviously stupid.
"I didn't know it before, but I didn't spend time in the Third World." Glimpse what I mean, the old drunkard said disdainfully.
That's right, but the old man Gallen, even if he is an adventurer in the third world, only the older generation knows, who did she inquire with?
"Anyway, you stinky boy, there is really no shortage of women everywhere, and a cheap little junior sister has popped up at this time."
"Don't talk nonsense, Beansha and I are pure, but your soul is too vulgar." I was upright and looked at each other condescendingly.
"Yes, yes, you and Veras were also pure at the beginning, and you and the stinky girl were also pure at the beginning, I know it." The old drunkard yawned and said something that made my senses smoke.
"However, your little junior sister is really not simple, although I can't see her true strength clearly, but I can feel from her that her strength may not be weaker than that guy at the beginning."
"That guy?" I wondered for a few seconds, and then it dawned on me, who else but the burgundy devil could make such an unscrupulous guy as the old drunkard avoid mentioning it?
In other words, the current Beansha, is the strength no longer weaker than the burgundy demon? It's amazing, my little sister is really amazing.
Proudly straightened my chest, I suddenly remembered that I was inexplicably disturbed this training, and suddenly I was angry again, and the old drunkard casually found a bar, found a remote corner and sat down, and was about to ask, but the drunkard couldn't wait to shout loudly for the waiter to hurry up and serve the wine.
I'm leaving, I'm really going to go, asshole!!
After drinking three glasses of ice ale, the goods let out a sigh of satisfaction and put down the wine glass heavily.
"Actually, there's a lot of trouble right now."
Crouch...... it, and I'll be the commander in an instant! I'm not mentally prepared yet, don't cut to the chase so quickly, bastard!
"I'm being stalked by someone all the time." Fiddling with the wine glass, the old drunkard's face is melancholy.
"That's it?"
"That's all."
"Hahahahahaββββββ!!!ha
Please allow me to laugh three times, even a guy like an old drunkard, although he has changed his decadent and sloppy problem, he does look a little beautiful, but I still can't imagine who has such a strong taste to stalk and harass her?
Besides, wouldn't it be nice to kill the other party with one shot. It's not like you at all, Rogge, the second stingy camp, the demon king of the world, the troublemaker, the bar wanted criminal, the king of debts for ten thousand years, Lord Kasha.
"Stinky boy, do you want to die 10,000 times?" When I came back to my senses, a cold spear had stopped on the tip of my nose, and the old drunkard glared at me, so that it was really a little powerful.
"Well, I'll listen to you go on and on, as if you were listening to a fairy tale." Stopping to laugh, I gently pulled the spear away and drank the juice with a delicious taste.
"If it was an ordinary stalker, I would naturally beat them up. This person is a little different, though. The annoyed Kashya continued.
"How different. Could it be that you ...... It's not like they're also in love with each other. I squirted out a mouthful of juice and wanted to laugh again.
"Let me sew up your with a spear!" The blackened Kashya stepped onto the table and stabbed the spear, which was blocked by my dangerous empty-handed blade.
"Two adults......" The waiter looked at the two of us with an innocent pleading face. And that's not all. It seems that even the eyes of the whole bar have been drawn.
Really. Being with this old woman is bound to get you into trouble.
After it stopped, I felt that the heat was enough, and then it was stimulated. Maybe the old drunkard is really going crazy.
"I know, I know, so what? What the hell do you want to ask, hurry up. β
"Keep an eye on this guy from Ranster, and let me know as soon as there's news." The old drunkard was not polite, and without saying a word, he aroused me.
"I remember you just said you wanted to ask me a few questions at first, right, how did it turn into a request for me to do something, could it be that something went wrong with my memory?"
"I'm a handful of and urine, and I worked hard to teach the four students to become talents, but I didn't expect all of them to be so ruthless."
"Please review yourself first." I said angrily.
"It's okay to keep an eye on Ranster, but why me?"
"I heard that you are doing well with Lu Gaoin in the camp, and you won't die if you do a favor."
"This ...... Never mind. "When I was dragged to the bar by Tulakov, I did meet a lot of adventurers, but I didn't expect it to come in handy in such a place, what is the meaning of my life?
However, I didn't expect Red B to really target the old drunkard, I had thought about various possibilities before, there is no doubt that the current situation should be the one I am most happy to see, so that I don't have to worry about the confrontation between Sister Sharna and Red B, how should I go to the round, and I can even move to the bench and sit and wait for the show with a bucket of popcorn.
Squinting my eyes, I took small sips of juice with pleasure.
Red B came to the third world, I know, he came even one step earlier than Artoria and them, looking for it, and finally came to find the lover of his dreams, quite a thousand miles to find the true love of a husband, it is really a joy, I can't help but be moved to tears, sigh, it is really a third-rate stick drama.
"You stinky boy, gloating?" The old drunkard was keenly aware of something.
"No, it's just a delusion, but then again, Red...... Ahem, how did Lancet find you? β
"How do I know, that kid used to have a pair of clairvoyance, a dog's nose, and wherever that guy goes, he always follows behind him, and he is as happy as a food." The old drunkard pursed his lips disdainfully, and then picked up his head in distress.
"Why me, logically speaking, since he knows the truth, he should go to Sharna's girl."
"Who made you pretend to be a burgundy demon for so many years, who didn't look for you?" I snorted my nose.
But I also knew that this was not the real reason, and when I thought about it, all of a sudden, I seemed to have discovered the truth.
"Old drunkard, I suddenly remembered the time I was with Lancet a few times, and occasionally talked for a while, talking about the burgundy devil."
"Say it quickly."
"I seem to remember that he mentioned more than once that he saw the burgundy demon for the first time, and logically speaking, he was also a person who was extremely arrogant, and when he met the burgundy demon, he was beaten to the ground by the other party and stepped on his head, and he should be ashamed to mention it."
"Really? Why? The old drunkard's eyes lit up, and he asked.
"I didn't understand it at first, but now that I hear you say that, I may have found some clues." After slapping the other party's appetite, I continued with satisfaction.
"When he told me about it, Ranster said more than once with an obsessive expression that he was defeated and fell to the ground, and when he looked up, he saw a beautiful back of burgundy, with a spear in hand, and he was so proud of heaven and earth that it seemed that even the sun could pick it down, and that was the deepest memory of his life."
Pointing to the old drunkard, I said word by word: "So, to put it more carefully, what Ranster is most nostalgic about is probably that back, the current Sister Sharna, the image is completely inconsistent, as for you, the most likely problem is this hair, and this cloak." β
"That guy has long hair, I don't look like it!" The old drunkard is going crazy.
"Anyway, you're more like Sister Sharna." Shrugging my shoulders, I gloated with a grim face, it was really rare to see the old drunkard now.
"Stinky boy, don't be complacent, hurry up and give me an idea, is there any way to solve this problem?"
"It's simple." My fingers, pointing at her head and cloak, circled around her.
"Shave your head and change to a cloak of another color."
As soon as the words fell, he was knocked down by a shot and knocked over.
"I know that your kid's dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth, forget it, now that I know the reason, I'll find a way to go by myself."
As he spoke, the old drunkard did not forget to stab me in the head a few times with the end of his spear before he left.
Damn it...... This guy is completely unloading and killing donkeys.
Touching my swollen head, I stood up with grinned teeth.
"My lord, do you want to settle the bill?" At this time, the waiter, who had been paying attention here, walked up with a smile on his face and asked respectfully.
Checkout?
I was slightly stunned, then furious.
Old drunkard, you bastard!!!!!! β¦β¦ (To be continued......)