Wangshan ran a dead horse, it seemed to be quite close, and when he really arrived at Xiangcheng Town, it was already 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

There was a short break along the way, but strangely enough, along the way, I encountered sand sculptures, headless horsemen, and bandits, but not ghouls.

And it was very strange that the second half of the road out of the canyon was supposed to be the most dangerous, but they surprisingly did not run into any trouble.

Instead of being happy, Suzanne and Garcia were worried.

It doesn't seem like a return to order, but rather a calm before a storm

Stanley, a businessman, smiled, and now at this juncture, after deducting the cost, he can earn more than 50 gold on a successful trip.

However, he was not carried away by the profits, although Wren and Suzanne did not say anything about the Headless Horseman, but he also saw the dangers along the way, and he did not plan to do business anymore recently.

After making an appointment with Dennis, a folklorist, to meet at the Rose Bar tomorrow morning, Wren and Suzanne headed west of town.

As for the matter of recruiting Garcia, there is no rush for the time being, and the most important thing at the moment is to get red heart grass.

Suzanne had already promised to take him and Dennis to the indigenous tribes, and to set off tomorrow after negotiating the price.

Wren took Higg's mace and walked side by side with Suzanne down the street.

Compared to the big cities in the north of Farroland, the gun ban here is much more relaxed, and basically every cowboy, even ordinary people, will carry one or two revolvers.

If you don't have a gun in your hand, you won't have the right to speak in Orange Town.

It hadn't been long before Wren frowned.

He felt many eyes converge, full of malice, like wolves staring at a lamb that had slipped in.

even found a few people following him, and the reason why he didn't do it may be because he was afraid of Susanna, a well-known local cowgirl.

"Don't care, because you're a new face and don't know your strength, everyone wants to come up and bite you." Suzanne said lightly.

No one dares to look at her like this, she is a local, and she has been rewarded by many people.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and have a friendly conversation with them." Wren smiled brightly, he knew very well that he must not show a trace of cowardice at this time, otherwise he would continue to be in trouble.

A burly man looked greedily at the mace in Wren's hand, it was worth a lot.

He was unaware of his fate, and subconsciously showed a hideous smile, and suddenly, his face changed to surprise.

Wren walked up to the strong man with a grin, Nunu mouthed: "What are you looking at?" ”

The men, women, and children around suddenly cast their eyes over, and the strong man in the gray shirt snorted coldly: "Look at you?" ”

"Poof!"

Without warning, Wren punched him in the lower abdomen, and the movement was so fast that the strong man didn't react at all.

"Gott~"

He fell to his knees in an instant, hunched up, his body trembling and foaming at the mouth.

“hetui！”

Wren spat on him and stomped on his face, leaving a red shoe print.

He had actually shown mercy to his subordinates, this strong man was a first-order transcendent, and this kind of injury was not serious.

After spitting fragrantly, he walked back to Suzanne refreshed, wrapped his arms around her willow waist with one hand, and kissed her pink cheek.

He glanced at the stunned people around him, and said loudly, "That bastard just now followed me all the way, staring at my horse all the time, and I made him sober up a bit." ”

Suzanne smiled very charmingly, put her hands on Wren's arm, and said coquettishly: "My lord, please don't be like him." ”

Wren snorted softly, like a gangster, hugged the beauty, raised his toes, and walked away!

This time, no one dared to follow him anymore.

The two quickly walked to a small two-story bungalow, which was her residence, and declined Suzanne's invitation to move in, and the two parted for the time being, making an appointment to meet tomorrow.

Susanna's parents were dead, and she was alone in the house, and Wren did not dare to stay at her house if she was willing to sleep with him.

He was afraid that in his current state of hunger and thirst, he would not be able to help but do her.

Wren continued on his way, passing around a corner and coming to a small clinic.

The mahogany signboard reads: Little Widow Hospital, specializing in infertility, weak and weak!

The corners of his mouth twitched, Wren smiled dumbly, pushed open the carved glass hinge door, and saw an acquaintance.

Shirley wears a pink nurse uniform with a low neckline and twin peaks that protrude to reveal a choppy career line with an amazing amount of milk.

She was sitting behind a small table, looking at Wren with interest, leaning back, and her two long legs were placed on the table without a lady's image: "Little handsome guy, are you infertile or not?"

If you don't lift it, you haven't hardened up after seeing me, you can give up the treatment! ”

Wren pouted: "You are dressed like this, not afraid of being torn apart by the patient?" ”

Shirley laughed, her legs in black stockings rested on the table, and a large piece of spring light was revealed under her skirt: "Aren't all men who come here to see a doctor have kidney deficiency?"

I'm treating them, and many of them get hard as soon as they see me, and they don't need to take medicine.

However, you came in with a mace so thick that it scared me a lot, and if you stabbed me with this, I had to beg for mercy. ”

Wren shrugged, put the mace on the side of the medicine cabinet, and admired the benefits under Shirley's skirt: "Don't worry, I'll take a look, I don't want to be your minister." ”

Shirley threw a wink at him and licked her red lips: "I haven't seen you for a while, but you let go a little, and you're not so serious."

How about a shot, close the door, right now, the posture is up to you. ”

Wren shook his head, a little overwhelmed, and changed the subject and asked, "What about the old goat?" ”

"That old rascal went to discuss something with the people in Game 7, and he probably won't be back today.

Hmph, he still wants me to warm his bed, ugly refusal! Shirley shook her long legs and snorted.

She is from the Appearance Association and only hunts handsome guys.

Wren took out a bottle of champagne from the freezer with the ice-solid soil, bit the cap, and took a sip: "I'm going out tomorrow too." ”

"Whatever you want, there is no urgent task for the time being, your room is No. 207 on the second floor, it has been cleaned, and there are some materials in the drawer that can let you know the situation here."

Shirley said casually that she was the only daughter of a big businessman, and she was currently a second-order high, a white hunter.

His father spent a large sum of money to raise the resources she needed to advance to the third rank.

Shirley didn't come here to do a task, she just heard that it was chaotic and came here to seek excitement.

Wren finished his champagne, picked up his mace, and walked down the small staircase in the hallway to the second floor.

Shirley deliberately shouted: "I don't close the door at night, little handsome guy, welcome to play!"

My sister lives very well, and she doesn't need money! ”

Wren shook his head and observed three seconds of silence for Garcia.