The middle-aged man shouted and shouted according to the previous robbery line routine, and suddenly noticed the joking gazes on the other side, and saw the smile on Leo's face, so he reacted, the other party was protected by regular soldiers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a "uh", the middle-aged man's remaining lines were directly stuck, although the other party only had ten soldiers, and it was also a regular army, far from being something that his rabble could contend with.

"Say! Keep reading! I want to see how you're going to rob me!" Seeing the middle-aged man stuck, Leo said to him with some amusement, and walked towards him as he spoke, Feng Xifan followed closely behind Leo to prevent the other party from breaking out and hurting Leo. In the middle of a journey that had no fun all the way, such a group of people suddenly appeared, Leo had the intention to tease and tease them, anyway, with Feng Xifan here, safety would never be a problem.

The middle-aged man was stunned and stuck there, sweating profusely, not knowing if he should continue to rob, his brothers have not eaten for a long time, if they miss these people, wait until the next time someone passes by here, I don't know if the brothers have the strength to raise the weapons in their hands.

"If you don't say it, then it's up to me, I'm the most reasonable, the most particular about convincing people with virtue!" Leo walked up to the middle-aged man and said to him arrogantly.

"It's good to be reasonable, it's good to be reasonable!" The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and muttered in response. "As long as you hand over all the food, I can leave you a day's rations, and it's a day or two away from here to the next village. ”

"Hey!" Leo laughed at the persistence of the middle-aged man. This person can't tell the situation yet, and he still wants to rob!

"See them? That's the most elite and fierce soldier, it doesn't take a lot of effort to kill a rabble like you, and you dare to tell me about robbery!?" Leo glared at the middle-aged man, and raised his right thumb back to him.

The middle-aged man followed Leo's finger and looked at the Roman infantry waiting behind him, the solid metal round shield, the short sword that shone with cold light, and a metal armor that wrapped the important parts of the body. As soon as the big man's throat moved, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his eyes gradually changed when he looked at Leo, and his originally honest face was suddenly replaced with a pitiful look, and the lines in his mouth immediately turned into a miserable pleading: "Kind big brother, give us a bite to eat, we haven't eaten for a long time! We are hungry!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's words came out, Gleeman, who was not far away, closed his eyes, stretched out his hand in front of his forehead, and then covered his face, this guy is really embarrassed by the thief, and after a while, the kung fu robbery was directly changed to asking for food.

The middle-aged man's rapid face change speed amazed Leo, and he also deeply admired this big man, he was really shameless and invincible in the world!

"We don't seem to have any food!" Leo spread his hands and said helplessly to the middle-aged man who asked for food.

"Impossible!" Hearing Leo say that there was no food, the middle-aged man was directly anxious. "You're a liar! You don't have food, how did you get here! It's nearly a hundred miles away from Silverstone!"

"Hunting, what you eat! Aren't you like that?" Leo was a little strange, this place was very rich in wild animal resources, as long as Feng Xifan or Gleman went out for a walk along the way, they would carry some strange animals back, Leo never worried about eating.

"Ah?!", hearing Leo say this, the middle-aged man was directly dumbfounded, and whispered to himself: "If we can beat those monsters, will we still come out to grab food!"

Seeing that they were really pitiful, Leo turned around and asked, "Which of you has any leftover barbecue?"

Griman replied with some reluctance, "I have a roast leg of lamb here." With that, Griman took out a roast leg of lamb wrapped in a white cloth from his backpack, and there was a huge tooth mark on the roast leg of lamb, which Griman obviously did not finish and kept for the next meal.

Leo turned his head, motioned to Griman to throw the roast leg of lamb to the middle-aged man, and then waved it like a fly and said, "Okay, I've got something to eat for you, hurry up and let your people disperse, we still have to hurry!"

These refugee-like thieves were so weak that the weak Leo didn't bother to pay attention to them, feeling that it was a bit of a victory to bully them himself.

The middle-aged man had tied the leg of mutton, as if holding a treasure and retreated to the side of the road, and when the thieves saw the leg of mutton in his hand, their eyes glowed green, and those who were anxious had even begun to drool, and they followed him to the side of the road and made way for the trade route.

"One bite per person! No one is allowed to bite more!" the middle-aged man shouted to his brothers while holding a leg of mutton.

"Listen to Big Brother Potter's arrangement!" "Okay! One person will take a bite, and whoever bites more will beat whoever bites!" "It's a bastard who bites more!" The crowd responded, all agreeing with his arrangement.

The middle-aged man was holding the leg of mutton, seeing that everyone was swallowing saliva at the leg of mutton, but no one came first, and said a little strangely: "What are you still looking at! Come and bite!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man held the leg of mutton and said to a thin half-grown boy next to him: "Little Tom, you come first!"

The little Tom looked at the leg of lamb in front of him, swallowed hard, looked away from the leg of lamb with difficulty, and said to the middle-aged man, "Uncle Potter, you are the leader, you bite first!"

"Yes, the head bites first!" "The first bite must be bitten by the head!" The crowd behind him was full of emotion, and everyone let the middle-aged big man Potter take the first bite.

The middle-aged big man looked at the brothers in front of him, his eyes were red and he said movingly: "Okay! I'll take the first bite, and then everyone will take turns!"

After speaking, Potter held the leg of mutton to his mouth, took a bite gently, and after chewing it twice and swallowing it vigorously, Potter couldn't help but freeze, only to feel that the meat in his stomach became hot in his stomach, and his whole body felt warm and comfortable.

When the thieves around him saw that he had finished biting, they took the leg of mutton and rushed up to eat it.

For a while, the crowd was chaotic, and from time to time someone shouted, "Harry, don't give the fuck a robbery, it's my turn!" "Richie, you bastard, let go of that leg of lamb, you've already taken a bite!"

At this time, I only heard the middle-aged big man Potter shouting: "I'm X! This is the meat of the Storm Rock Demon Sheep!"

As soon as these words came out, the chaotic crowd suddenly fell silent, and everyone repeated it in their hearts: "The meat of the Storm Rock Demon Sheep?!"

"I heard that the flesh of Warcraft is rich in energy, and those powerful warriors and magicians all eat Warcraft meat!" said a man who had been with Potter for the longest time and had seen a little bit of the world.

Everyone was taken aback, and they all turned to look at Leo and the others, who had just taken a few steps out of the trade road, and their dense gaze immediately attracted the attention of the Roman soldiers. Thinking that the refugees seemed to be thieves and wanted to rob again, Olix and his men immediately turned in unison and raised their shields in the direction of the thieves.

Looking at the neatly trained movements of the soldiers, and then thinking of the roast leg of lamb of the Storm Rock Demon Sheep that had just been eaten, the thieves shivered in unison, and lowered their heads one after another, looking away so as not to cause misunderstanding on the other side. A strongman who can casually make a first-order demonic beast Storm Rock Demon Sheep into a roast leg of lamb and throw it over without caring is not something that his own people can afford to provoke.

The middle-aged man Potter recalled that he had just swaggered and shouted robbery to them, his face suddenly turned pale, and he tried his best to squeeze out a smile on his face that was uglier than crying, waved his hand to Leo and others on the business road, made a reluctant goodbye look, and whispered to his subordinates around him: "Follow me, follow me, don't let them suspect!"

Some of the thieves who reacted immediately learned their leader's movements, waved their hands to Leo and the others, and shouted to Leo and them: "I wish you all a smooth journey!" "Good luck everybody!" "May God bless you!" "Thank you for your leg of lamb!"

Leo looked at these thieves with some amusement in his eyes, and turned around and led the Roman infantry back on the road, and at the end of the line, Griman glanced at the group of thieves with contempt, and thought to himself: "If I have a chance, I will let you know what the real thieves are!"

It wasn't until he walked far away and couldn't see the messy crowd that Griman asked Leo, "Young Master, why did we give them leg of mutton, why do we give them leg of mutton when that mob is not enough for me to cut with a few swords?"

Leo looked at him and said slowly, "It's not difficult to kill them, but why kill them? A lion doesn't care about the ants provoking them, they're just a bunch of poor people, there's no need to hurt them." ”

Griman listened to Leo's words, still scratching his head in puzzlement, this is the difference between Leo and the people of this world, in Leo's opinion, those so-called thieves are not qualified to be the opponents of his own people, even if they kill them, there is nothing to be honored, if there is no need, there is no extraneous matter. But from Gleeman's point of view, as long as they are hostile to themselves or offend their own people, they can be killed, no matter how pitiful and unfortunate they are, it is their business, it has nothing to do with them, and the strong do not have to care about the feelings of the weak at all.

In Gleman's heart, Leo's indecisive kindness was unnecessary, and even brought danger to himself, but now Gleman was Leo's subordinate, and he could only do what Leo wanted.