Reluctantly, they sent off the orc shadow thief, who had studied meditation, and reluctantly turned their eager eyes back to us, hoping that the improved technique they had just learned would be able to show off again. Eagerly and kindly, he asked:

"Is there anyone else who wants to improve their weapons?"

He's such a nice guy, really, he's so desperate to help his friends.

The dedication and selflessness of this highland dwarf to friendship has earned me the greatest respect in my heart. If possible, I'm really willing to do everything in my power to help him.

But at such a special time as this present......

Hey, you kid dare to stare at my sword again, be careful that I tear your bones apart!

Since witnessing the two misfortunes in the Yangtze River Delta, none of us have the courage to give our weapons to the dwarven weaponmakers to create a new round of "miracles". I don't want to witness the transformation of a high-quality sword worth more than 500 gold coins into a "rusty table knife" or a "bladed strip" or other "unique product" that is soft and suicidal.

Just as we were silent and embarrassed because we didn't know how to face the longbow's expectant gaze, a tragic cry finally broke the deadlock and saved us from our embarrassment:

"Boss Foxiao, I finally found you......"

Following the prestige, a tall uncle rushed straight at us. He was burly, muscular, and had a bearded beard. With thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a resolute and square facial line, the deep and steady mature beauty of a middle-aged man is reflected everywhere, and he shouts majestically in his thick and magnetic voice:

"Boss, I was bullied, and the armor you gave me was robbed, you must stand up for me......"

As he spoke, he plunged into the arms of the white-clothed swordsman Buddha Xiao with tears in his eyes, like a milk swallow throwing himself into the forest. It is like a thirsty horse running to a spring.

In this way, we once again met the cheap follower that Fo Xiao picked up casually, the only one in our guild who turned into a warrior monk, and the madman who used his primary skills to rise to level 30 with great perseverance: I am your father.

I am your father, who is in a very bad condition right now, his armor is very badly damaged, and the elven robe that used to grow to his feet has completely turned into a sleeveless vest. Revealing his solid and powerful J biceps; All that remained of the helmet's "Aura of Faith Land" was a broken iron ring that was high on the left and low on the right, wide in front and narrow in the back, and hung very reluctantly above his head, making it difficult to associate it with the sublime belief in the Supreme God. In addition, his arm guards, pants, and shoes were also in tatters. Judging from the appearance alone, I don't know what they should have been.

It is difficult not to let onlookers look at the astonished eyes of a healthy adult man who has been "bullied" to such an untidy degree; And when this poor creature who had been "bullied" threw himself into the arms of a handsome young man in white clothes so affectionately, the onlooker's thoughts were naturally guided to the forbidden sky beyond the edge of morality. Xian Ge Yayi and others looked at the Buddha with a smile, and their eyes suddenly had a layer of meaning.

Finding himself in a trance, it seems to be a potential male protagonist B who has become a taboo topic (there is no female protagonist in this topic. Only potential actor A), Buddha laughs. The warm arm bent and loudly declared in a rage:

"What do you see? What's so funny? It's not as ...... as you think."

The Most High God is above. I'm a pure-hearted devout. I don't dare to have so many messy "imaginations". Buddha laughs too much.

What? How do I know he's so careful, you ask? Cut, who are you coaxing? Do you think I don't know what he thinks he knows what we're thinking? Isn't that what that's it? I didn't even think about it......

Under the questioning of the Buddha's smile. We quickly learned what happened to the bearded warrior monk I am your father:

When the guild first paid paychecks, I was your dad and didn't show up. But our president, Lord Fei Yin, did not forget him, and made a special trip to remit two hundred gold coins to him.

It is conceivable how excited he must have been when this poor bastard, who has been struggling on the food and clothing line since the tenth level and rarely sees even double-digit silver coins on his body, woke up and suddenly found that he had an extra "huge amount of money" of two hundred gold coins in his hand. Without any new ideas, he chose the first choice of all the nouveau riche after getting the money: shopping.

After buying a pair of pants, a pair of gloves, a pair of leather boots, and a belt, he suddenly found that his magic backpack was actually full. I can't imagine how this rookie could have amassed so much ballast - you know, our magic backpack isn't very large, and mine is only a third of its capacity when it's full. I even thought that this magic backpack would not be able to fill up, but this rookie, who was less than level forty, actually completed this extremely difficult task.

He must have never sold old goods, right?

"I ...... I only know how to buy it, I don't know how to sell it......" I am your father whispered with a ruddy face.

Ah, sure enough!

"There are two buttons on the right side of the trading bar, one is to buy, and the other is to sell......" The swordsman Buddha shook his head weakly with a smile, lamenting how the gods could allow such an idiot with no common sense of life to exist.

"Huh? Is it? I'll keep an eye on it next time. "I'm your father's expression, like I've discovered a new continent.

In short, in order to put on these new equipment, the bearded warrior monk carried out a "Tower of Hanoi" style of replacement. He first took out some of the contents of the backpack, then put the old equipment on his body into the backpack, and then put the new equipment neatly dressed, intending to finally put the original items back into the backpack.

But at this moment, a passing wader took all the things he threw out in front of him.

"Buddha laughs at the boss. The treasure armor you gave me was also taken away by him......" The bearded middle-aged man said this, and he wanted to go down.

It's so tasteless! Although this robbery was entirely caused by your father's stupidity, even such a clumsy rookie had to rob it, which confirmed the despicability of the robber.

"What kind of 'treasure armor' did you give him, and it made him feel distressed like that!" I secretly asked about the Buddha smile next to me.

"A 'tough top', level 40 garbage, look at him almost level 40, throw it to him." Buddha laughed and whispered to me.

As the name suggests, the "tough top" has only one benefit: compared to cloth armor of the same level. Its physical defense is the best, but the rest of the stat bonuses are almost negligible. You must know that no matter how high the defense power is, it is only cloth armor. If there really is a guy who wears it at level 40, then it is neither nice nor useful, and the garbage goods are swaggering through the market. That's going to be ridiculed by people chasing your ass.

It's so tasteless - I was furious - I had to rob even such rubbish equipment, this shameless bandit was really out of taste!

In the face of the despicable bandits, I am your father showed the bravery and tenacity of an ascetic of the Most High God in the face of evil: he chased the robber out of the city without relenting, in

In the case of the fruit, decisive measures of force were taken.

Unfortunately yes. Although the Most High God teaches us that good must prevail over evil, bravery and tenacity alone cannot defeat the opponent, and with the blood-spitting fighting skills of my father, if he really wins. That is a disgrace to the will of the Most High God.

In this way, my father was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, lost his armor, and died three times in a row at the hands of that robber. The bandit even arrogantly said: As long as I am your father, I can kill him once. And he returned all that he had taken. We know the rest. Just when I was your dad about to make a fourth futile attempt. He happened to see the Buddha laughing on the side of the road.

"Boss Buddha laughs, you must help me avenge this revenge......" the bearded warrior monk cried sadly. …… That guy is so arrogant, not to mention stealing things and killing people, he actually sent a message to provoke, saying that I was killed by a novice of level twenty-nine, and I didn't dare to keep my face with my tail between my legs......"

"What did you say?" Buddha smiled and listened with bruises: "What level did you say he was?" ”

I'm your dad found out that he had said the wrong thing, and he couldn't help but hesitate for a while, and then finally lowered his head in shame: "Twenty-nine level ......"

This burly and sturdy middle-aged warrior monk is thirty-seven levels.

"You're an idiot!" Buddha Xiao couldn't help but scold with hatred: "You actually let a rookie who is nearly ten levels lower than you kill three times? And the face to ask me to help you get ahead? You're not ashamed, I'm ashamed! ”

"But...... But I really can't beat him......" said the middle-aged man with an unlucky face.

"Then don't bother with him, think you're unlucky!" Seeing that his followers were not interested in being like this, Buddha Xiao felt that his face was greatly damaged, and he said angrily.

"But he kept sending messages and swearing, I really couldn't swallow this breath...... Look, he's messaging again! "I'm your father, helplessly and resentfully, opened his magic notebook, looked at it, and then took a hard sip, and deleted the message with his hand.

"I'm still busy with tasks...... the entangled Buddha smiled and frowned, unable to hide the impatience on his face, but he didn't directly refuse the plea of the bare-handed warrior monk because of his feelings, "...... How can you have time to care about such a mess? ”

Seeing Buddha laughing like this, I am your father gritted his teeth, patted his chest and said loudly: "Boss, don't say anything." You help the little brother again this time, tomorrow at half past six o'clock in the evening, the Dragon King Hall on the third floor of the Yanyin Building, you bring your sister-in-law together, I will set up a table to thank the teacher for a banquet, and welcome you! ”

The power of the thanksgiving banquet is really huge, as soon as I say this, the Buddha's face suddenly turned up, and his face was full of pretentious smiles: "This...... What are you doing, you all live in the same city, and when you meet, it's fate, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and it's right to help each other. It's just that this thing is really ......"

"Boss, you have to show face when you come out to mix! That bastard doesn't give me face, he just doesn't give you face! You must help me out with this breath! Seeing that the tone of the Buddha's smile loosened a lot, I am your father who is afraid that the world will not fan the flames, "If you really don't go, then even if I die a hundred times, I will have to fight with him!" As he spoke, the bearded warrior monk was about to leave.

"Stop!" Buddha smiled loudly in time to stop me as your father's footsteps, "As the boss, how can you watch your little brother go to death!" Forget it, I'll take revenge for you! "The white-clothed swordsman is awe-inspiring.

"Boss...... "I'm your father, moved to tears," ...... Thank you so much! ”

"It's all my own brothers, your hatred is my hatred, what do you say thank you for......" Buddha smiled and held his head high, righteous and strict:

“…… The Dragon King Hall on the third floor, right? I'll be there tomorrow night at half past six! ”

……

Although it is not something of value that has been robbed, and the opponents of level twenty-nine do not need to pay attention to it, after all, the guild partners have been killed several times, so we can't stand idly by. Soon, we followed me to a clearing outside the city.

"He was the one who robbed me of my 'treasure armor'!" The bearded warrior monk pointed to a wanderer named "He Mud" who was killing bears not far away, and said angrily.

Seeing so many people coming at once, He Muddy looked a little panicked, but he still didn't give up: "Is the thirty-seventh-level idiot coming to die again?" Haven't you died enough? And brought so many people to watch, you are not ashamed! ”

I am your father's face turned blue and red, and he gritted his teeth and stared at the wanderer who was showing off his might, but he couldn't say a word.

Buddha smiled and glanced at him reproachfully, and stepped forward a few steps:

"Did you rob my friend of my friend's gear?"

"I didn't rob it, he threw it out himself and didn't want it, whoever picked it up belonged to whom!" Facing a swordsman who was nearly fifty ranks, He Ni didn't dare to say anything disrespectful, but only distinguished two sentences.

"I gave him that equipment, just hand it over, I don't want to trouble you." Buddha Xiao frowned and said impatiently. For him, this is really an embarrassing situation, if the attitude is too arrogant, it is like bullying the small with the big; And if you ask a low-level rookie in a low voice, you will feel very ashamed. Looking at his unnatural expression, I'm really glad I don't have a little brother like your dad who can get into trouble.

"Why? And no one forced him to throw things out. If he has the ability, let him take it himself, and I will admit it after killing me a few times! He mud gritted his teeth and was fierce, but his voice was no longer loud. The so-called "let him take it himself" Yunyun is just a hard hope that the master of Buddha Xiao will not do it himself, not so much a collision, but another form of softness.

Originally, if this trend continues, things are not non-negotiable.

But there are always some stupid people in the world who don't know what to do.

Unfortunately, I'm your dad and I'm the least of them......

"Boss, he killed me three times, you can't just leave it at that. Let him send the armor back, kill him three more times, and guard his corpse to avenge me......"

I'm your dad clamoring loudly behind Buddha Xiao, with a posture that refuses to give up.

Hearing that I am your father's cruel words, He Xini's face changed greatly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, it seems that you have made up your mind to bully more and less." You have a guild, and I don't have one? Who wouldn't call someone for help, you stare and see! ”

Before the words fell, he had already taken out his magic notebook and sent several messages in a row:

"Isn't it just a group fight, who's afraid of whom!"

Holding his head and buttoning up a big hat to bully more and less, the wronged Buddha smiled with a blue face, turned around and glanced at his cheap little brother fiercely, eager to pick up a piece of mud and paste his stinky mouth.

That's when I realized that the wanderer named Hemud had a line of guild names underneath his name, with the words "Knights of the Hammer of Punishment" written on it.

Huh, this name seems familiar?

Suddenly, it dawned on me that I had seen this familiar name somewhere.

Hammer of Punishment? The First Guild in the Continent? This is a big problem!