'Divine power'!

It is rumored that if you slaughter a 'god', you will gain the power of 'god'.

And this rumor has been confirmed in the leader of the 'Piercing Thorn' and the 'Death Bird' 2567.

But he didn't get the 'divine power' of the 'Death Bird'.

Subconsciously, Fergus looked at the 'Dead Bird'.

Then, he saw Qin Ran, who pulled the 'crossbow arrow that was spurned by the gods' from his chest and looked at it carefully.

"Impossible!"

"You were shot by it, how could it be okay?"

"It can't be!"

Fergus shouted.

'Qin Ran', who was holding the crossbow arrow, smiled disdainfully, and then appeared in front of the other party in a flash, and before the other party had no reaction at all, he raised his hand and pointed at the other party's forehead.

Suddenly, Fergus was drawn into the illusion.

On the premise that I don't even know, some secrets hidden in Fergus's heart are just said.

The smile on Qin Ran's face remained the same, but Hayden. Ao is different.

The face of the branch director of the funeral society changed again and again, and he couldn't help but exclaim when he heard it.

"How could this be......

"Your Majesty, we need to hurry up."

"Otherwise, the entire Lin City will be finished!"

Hayden. Ao said quickly.

"Finished?"

"How is that possible!"

"Someone has already taken action."

Qin Ran shook his head, and then, in a voice that only he could hear, he muttered to himself: "When that guy sleeps, he can't wait to open one eye, you guys are playing with that guy, you are really not afraid of death!" ”

As he spoke, 'Qin Ran' sighed with regret.

……

Follow the avenue on the left side of Rosroe Park to the end and you'll see a cobblestone path that winds its way down to a variety of shops.

Starting with bread shops, cheese shops, and sausage shops, there are also clothing shops, boot shops, and more.

Without exception, these are all shops that are closely related to people's livelihood.

The purpose of their existence is to serve the civilians of several streets in the southern district of Lincheng.

Except on certain days off, it is difficult for people to leave the confines of their homes and go to the busier and busier streets.

Not only did there be no time, but there was also not enough money.

As a result, small streets like this have become the most popular places for the locals.

Naturally, there are also the most popular shops and owners in such small streets.

The rest of the streets don't know.

But for the street in front of him, Scottley is the most popular owner, with a sense of humor and fair prices, plus he is old enough to make him the most respected one on the street.

The wooden sign, which had just been painted when the winter snow melted, was clearly depicted in the large leather boot pattern in the words Scottelli's shoemaker's shop.

The glass doors, which can accommodate one person, are divided into small squares by green wood, adding up to a total of 12 square pieces.

The shoemaker shop does not have a window.

However, there are mats and umbrella shelves in front of the door.

When you push the door in, you get a softer mat.

The price catalogue is written on a chalkboard hanging on the wall.

Shoe repair

Leather shoes: 2 yuan.

Cloth shoes: 1 yuan.

(PS: There is no distinction between long and short tubes.) ）

Buy shoes

First row: 25 yuan

Second row: 35 yuan

Third row: 45 yuan

(PS: Just shoe racks, cabinets not included.) ）

customize

Men's shoes: 100 yuan.

Women's shoes: 200 yuan.

(PS: There are special requirements, the price is negotiable.) ）

……

The price is simple and straightforward, and it is easy to understand at a glance, just like Scottley himself.

The other party wrapped in a neat leather apron has gray hair, wears plastic-framed glasses, and has layers of wrinkles on his face, but his hands are still steady, and the needles are meticulously shuttled on the leather, and each stitch is as if measured by a machine, and the distance is exactly the same.

"What is needed?"

"Please wait a minute."

In an old, but amiable voice, Scottelli beckoned to his guests, but did not look up, focusing on the shoes he was about to finish.

"I want a pair of shoes!"

In the words of the urn, the shadow of the guest's massive size enveloped Scowdley like a small mountain.

Scottley hand-struck sewing leather.

"Guest, you're blocking the light."

Scottley said this, but the work in hand went on, and at a faster pace, after he had done it in three or two strokes, the old shoemaker let out a sigh, raised his head, and looked at the guest in front of him.

"Guest, you are tall and muscular."

"The soles of your feet are also wide and powerful, and you need a particularly thickened sole to accommodate the force you use when you walk, and it would be nice to add a heel."

"You're in luck."

"I've got a pair of shoes here that perfectly fit your needs."

The old shoemaker walked towards the shoe rack beside him as he spoke, while the tall, sturdy guest grabbed at each other impatiently.

This grasp is extremely fast and powerful.

But the head did not seem to be enough, and the old shoemaker avoided the grasp with a staggered step, and with a flick of his shoulder, he took out a pair of shoes from the cupboard.

"Come on, I'll try it for you."

The old shoemaker smiled and walked over to the tall, sturdy guest.

"Roar!"

The guest, like an enraged bear, not only screamed, but his whole body swelled in a circle, and pounced on the old shoemaker.

The wind pressure in front of the body is enough to overwhelm ordinary people.

But the old shoemaker still had that smiling expression, as if he had dodged the previous grab, and the old shoemaker easily dodged such a pounce.

And, leaning gently towards the guest, his shoulders leaned gently.

Suddenly, the tall, sturdy guest fell straight and straight.

I happened to fall into the chair where the old shoemaker had been sitting before.

And then......

The old shoemaker raised his hand and put the shoes on the guest's body.

"It's a good fit."

"I told you so."

"It's a pair of shoes that fit you perfectly."

"Stand up and take a look."

The old shoemaker said.

But the customer, who had been angry and furious, really stood up honestly and walked a few steps inside the shop, as the old shoemaker had said.

It's just that......

The other party's face was still full of anger and a hint of horror.

And, soon, the horror began to grow.

"What did you do to me?"

"Why doesn't my body listen to me?"

The guest yelled.

"Good shoes can change lives."

"Guests, of course, you are no exception."

"And, of course, a few of you."

The old shoemaker said as he turned to one side, and a strand of hair brushed his body.

He picked up a grinder and plunged it into his hair.

"Ahh

Voices of pain immediately rang out in the corner of the room.

Similarly, the flame that had just been ignited outside the room was extinguished.

"'Bearman', 'Hair Demon', 'Fire Brother'......"

"Looks like I've been discovered."

"However, His Majesty seems to have no skills, so he sent you waste wood, don't worry, I won't kill you."

"Once you're dead, you'll be amazed by the Majesty, and you'll be grateful to my greedy collaborator for attracting me enough attention."

"Now!"

"I thought, I should leave."

The old shoemaker carefully packed his shoes and tools, and packed them all into a big bag, then turned around and looked at the 'hair demon', 'bear man', and 'fire brother'.

"Since it's a parting."

"So, how about a parting dance?"

The old shoemaker said, with a thick malice on his face.

With that smiling look, it makes people shudder.

Outside, footsteps sounded continuously.

There were thousands of them.

Their faces were full of horror, looking at their uncontrollable bodies, at the weapons in their hands, at the ...... under their feet Shoe.

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