"Yo, according to that, I have a feud with your second brother?" I followed the routine setting in my previous life and guessed: "Next, should you always be on guard against your second brother's possible crazy revenge for his dog?" ”

"Not really......" Rodney looked at me with disdain in his eyes, "What do you imagine my second brother to be?" ”

"Uh... Isn't that the case? ”

"Of course not, he's not brain-dead, how could he turn his face with you because of a dog" Rodney shook his head and showed deep sympathy for my thoughts: "You shouldn't watch too many court dramas and become stupid." Ω(8)(1)(1)Ω『Chinese.┡81."

It seems that the routine setting or something is also deceptive.

"And what did you mean by the misunderstanding you said earlier?"

Rodney's voice, the whole person froze in an instant, I was shocked, thinking that he had fallen into an evil spirit, and was about to rush over to pinch the person, but I saw him holding his forehead and asked me with a blank face: "Did I just say the word misunderstanding?" ”

Huh? He forgot what he had just said? Did he never speak through his brain?

I had no choice but to repeat his words and remind: "What you just said, Charles will definitely distort the facts and make your second brother misunderstand me." ”

"Oh, this one......" Rodney snapped into his eyes.

I sighed, "I finally remembered." ”

"Huh? Did I say that? Rodney was once again dazed.

I suddenly felt the urge to hack him to death.

"I'm sorry," Rodney smiled apologetically at me, "I slept a little late last night, and I'm a little forgetful today......"

Is this slightly?

It's serious, okay!

I joked to him, "You shouldn't be doing something very happy with your wife, you are so excited, you even delay sleeping." ”

"No" Rodney cut off, his face was full of jealousy: "You think I'm you, I have three so beautiful wives, compared to you, I'm much shabby, a single dog, let alone a wife, my sister is about to be lost." ”

"Huh? Really? I couldn't even believe what I heard: "The dignified young master of Eri City, he doesn't even have a wife?" And he also claims to be a single dog...... Wait, single dogs? You also use the term single dog here? ”

"I don't think there's a strong sense of sarcasm when I hear it," Rodney glared at me unkindly, "Is there anything wrong with the word single dog?" ”

"No, there are no problems" I scratched my head and laughed, "No problems at all, very appropriate, very appropriate." ”

A burst of muscle instantly appeared on the top of Rodney's head, and even the expression on his face became gloomy: "Is it so happy that I am a single dog?" ”

"No, I feel very sad" Seeing that his expression was not good, I immediately changed 180 degrees, with a regretful expression.

"Forget it" Rodney waved his hand: "Your sad expression is even more mocking than when you laughed at me." ”

"Really?" I asked him tentatively.

"Really."

"Then I'll laugh better," I said, a mocking smile on my face again.

"I always feel ...... I want to beat you up," Rodney clenched his fists and said hatefully.

"It seems that you don't care, Charles's side just passes" Rodney stared at me and said, "What are you going to do on Clark's side?" ”

"What does it have to do with me" I spread my hands and made an innocent expression: "I have already said that he is physically exhausted and paralyzed. ”

"There's nothing convincing about you," Rodney said, "Charles's despicable Eri City is well known, but Clark is the opposite, he's a beacon of light in Eri. ”

"Huh? Lamp? I was dazed and said, "Will he be light?" ”

"Listen to me, don't slip away!" Rodney retorted.

"Oh." I answered, and shifted my attention from the rice-grain-sized insect lying on the wall not far away, back to Rodney's place.

"Although Clark is arrogant and rude, he has always been the pride of the new generation of leaders in Eri City, this time, whether you knocked him down, or he himself was tired and paralyzed, in short, your behavior must have angered his self-esteem" Rodney said seriously: "The more arrogant a person is, the more he values face, and a person like Clark must regard self-esteem as more important than life!" ”

"And then?" I didn't feel nervous at all: "Will he gather his team, attack me, and then crush me into meat sauce with the advantage of numbers?" ”

"Can you be serious?" Rodney was very unhappy with my attitude.

"I'm sorry, it's not that I'm not serious, it's that I can't be serious at all" I replied with an apologetic expression: "There are many ways to retaliate against people, but there are undoubtedly two categories, one is to take revenge on him, and the other is to take revenge on his family. ”

"These years of life and death experience are not in vain, ambushes and other things are tantamount to decorations for me, as long as there are flaws, I will definitely appear, and there is no flawless trap in this world" I looked down, looked at the tea in the cup, and continued: "As for my family, he generally does not choose to do it, because my family members act in a group every time, and it is easy to do it for a single person, if there are too many people for it, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble." ”

"But there's one thing I'm more concerned about" Raising his head, he looked at Rodney and said, "Will they destroy my house?" ”

"If it's Charles, it's possible," Rodney said, "but Clark definitely wouldn't, and his arrogance and his excess of pride wouldn't allow him to do that." ”

"That's going to be easy, anyway, if you just have to guard against Charles's attack on my house, everything will be much easier."

"I don't think Charles will do anything to your house," Rodney said suddenly, and I was a little surprised.

"Huh? What do you mean? I wondered, "Is there anything special about my house?" By the way, you seem to have come to my house to find me? ”

"yes, wasn't it yesterday!" Rodney complained: "As a result, the main owner was not there, so I ran away in vain, but fortunately, some adventurers said that someone had a fight with Harold, and he was still a man with a knife, and I thought of you directly......"

"Well, it's never too late to talk about these things later," I interrupted him with a wave of my hand, "Let's talk about why Charles didn't do anything about my house." ”