The yellow sand outside the city is full of sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The climate in the Western Regions has always been like this, with twelve months of the year, sand and dust in October, and two dust storms left.

On such days, even the aborigines are reluctant to eat sand outside and rest at home honestly. Therefore, the horsemen and horses from Persia were particularly eye-catching, and they could not run a hundred and ten miles, "the horses are dying, and they are looking for a place to sleep." ”

"There is a wild shop in front of you with a prescription of 100 steps. ”

"Then go spend the night. Ride, drive!" the roaring yellow sand buries everything in the loess.

The door creaked open.

Inside the door, the stove burned incessantly, and the damp branches crackled. But it was still very cold inside, and the north wind of the desert at night came through the cracks in the door, and the sand and gravel rolled on the floor.

In the middle of the room was a chaise longue, on which lay a young man.

The boy swayed the chaise longue lazily, his careless movements, but it was a little terrifying.

"We are sent by the Persian Imperial City, and now the road is closed by the dust, and we want to spend the night here. ”

The boy did not answer.

He still shook the old rattan chair, his shadow slender and mysterious in the firelight.

The Persian envoy drew his sword.

It was a scimitar shaped like a bright moon, and it was the most orthodox weapon of the Persian warriors. It's just that after some clever thinking, it looks ordinary, but in fact, it hides a murderous intention.

The young man seemed to have eyes behind his back, and suddenly spoke: "No matter where you come from, whether it is Persia or the Western Regions, if you want to stay here, you have to pay." ”

"We have the money. The Persian guards picked up the money bag and threw it there.

The boy still didn't look back, let alone pick up the bag of money, he only said, "Not enough." ”

"If you don't pick it up and take a look, how do you know it's not enough?"

The boy said, "I have ears, and in my bag are ten taels of gold." ”

"Ten taels of gold is enough for us to live in a top-notch room and eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, but you can't say enough?"

"Not enough. The boy did not hurry, but repeated these two words very firmly.

The Persian envoy came forward with a sword on his face, but was stopped by the leader, who threw the boy a bag of gold, three times heavier than before. "Do you think that's enough?"

"It's not enough. ”

"Why is this place so expensive?"

The young man smiled and said, "Is it expensive to buy your life with all your net worth?"

As soon as the words were finished, the whole room trembled! The left wall suddenly opened, and a row of firebolts shot wildly, and the Persian envoys were caught off guard, and their bodies were riddled with holes and green smoke rising from them. A group of robbers came out of the house smiling, these people were a mixture of dragons and snakes, including natives from the western regions of Persia, Han Chinese, Miao people, and even ronins from the island. Someone spoke with a very non-standard Western Regions accent, "Little boss, a bumper harvest, these guys wear gold and silver, and I think eighty percent are pampered nobles in the imperial city." ”

In the midst of laughter, the boy turned the rattan chair around, he was a very characteristic person.

He had bronzed skin, deep eye sockets, and even those turquoise eyes were sunken into them, like a whirlpool in a green lake, with incredible magic. Stripped of his greasy black curls and shoddy cloth clothes, he was a rather handsome young man. But there was a mark on his face that he couldn't forget at a glance: a scar that had been slashed from his right forehead, through his eye, and almost touching the corner of his mouth.

Like a slender centipede wriggling on its face.

The young man kicked off the wicker chair, walked closer, and said, "Don't play dead for me from Persia, I can't get up? If I don't get up, I will shoot at the head, and I will count to three." ”

"One, two......" A certain Persian envoy sneaked into the short gun in his arms, and suddenly there was a bang! The boy had already shattered his head, and his flesh and blood were splashed.

"That's enough!" the Persian envoys all opened their eyes, and the leader shouted, "You barbarian, you don't know how much of a mission we have, and if you kill us, you will regret it." ”

The young man laughed, "What does your mission have to do with me? I only need money, come and come, and slowly stand up, with my hands raised, but don't follow the example of that brother." ”

"Do as he says~!" "Are you deaf?" a group of robbers kicked them a few times, causing the Persian envoys to scream.

The boy shouted, "That's enough." He picked up the leading Persian envoy and said, "I hate Persians the most, and this scar on my face is from one of them." You Persians are so cruel that you don't spare even a child. The force of his palm was so terrifying that he even pulled blood out of the scalp of the Persian envoy and slammed it to the ground!

The young man continued: "I see that you still have a little backbone, and you will not kill innocents indiscriminately, as long as you obediently leave the money, understand?"

The leading Persian envoy struggled from the ground, raised his hands high, and said, "The overall situation is important, so stand up." ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to do this sooner?" the young man commanded, "you, you, and you, take all their valuable things." ”

"It's fine silk, and it's gilded. ”

"Take it. ”

"Wow! The legendary invulnerable armor, no wonder the fire gun can't be killed, and all the projectiles are blocked by this set of rattan armor inside. ”

"Take it. ”

"The dye used in these trousers is really good, and it must cost a hundred taels of silver to sell it. ”

"And this veil, wow, it's super thin and breathable, dry and comfortable. ”

"Take it, take it, take it all. ”

After the search, the envoys were stripped naked, and only their underwear remained.

"Are you enough?" the envoys were extremely angry, they were the elite of the Persian royal family, and they actually died before they could get out of the army, and they were planted in the hands of this group of thieves.

The young man said: "It's not enough, I see that the pants you are wearing are also quite strange, don't you panic?"

The Persian envoys turned pale.

The young man said: "Hahaha, don't be angry, it's just that I'm used to it, I don't like restraints, and I have no right to interfere with your freedom." ”

"Little boss, these people are really well-equipped, are we really messing with the wrong people?" Spread out their thick bags and clothes, there were murderous machines everywhere, not only the precious Karakuri such as the firebolt, but also many Karakuri that could not be named and did not know the purpose at all. There are symbols of the Persian royal family on it, and the three gears are intertwined, which is the "national emblem" of the Persian royal family representing technology and strength after entering the new era.

At this time, someone pushed the horse in, "Little boss, look at these strange horses, their hooves are stiff, we refuse to move no matter how we pump, and we directly push one over." ”

The young man frowned slightly, he saw that the horse was covered in armor, reached out and touched it, and felt a switch under the horse's belly, and turned it slightly, and the horse's armor also emitted steam, and the whole body opened. Everyone was amazed, it was a steam-mechanical horse. The horse's head also has the royal mark of a three-gear gear.

The Persian envoys said coldly: "You buns of dirt buns have finally realized how serious the problem is, and quickly kowtow to us and confess our guilt! If the royal family finds out that we are missing, they can find you casually, and you will be executed at that time." ”

The young man did smile, "With your words, I choose to kill people." ”

"Do you dare to sign up?"

"What don't you dare? My surname is Yu, my name is Yu Fei, my brothers call me Little Boss, and the people in the industry call me Brother Fei, for you people, I am a murderer. (To be continued.) )