But children can't say nothing, the food in their hands is the bet!

The children still respect the old and love the young, the old man has no magic fluctuations at all, and he is dressed in tatters, they don't want to bully him.

But the old man said that he would not leave, and the children discussed it in embarrassment, and could only agree.

They said yes, and when he won, they would give him something to eat, and look at the poor one.

But the child representative lost.

The old man narrowly won and had a big bag of fried skewers and burgers.

The child representative didn't know if it was because he lost his face or because he lost the fried skewers and hamburgers that he had finally queued up, and he cried "wow".

The old man, on the other hand, triumphantly ate the hamburger, increased the stakes, and if the children won, he not only moved away, but also returned the fried skewers to the children's representatives.

At this point, things are denatured, and it's no longer time for compassion to overflow! They're going to take back the fried skewers for their little friends!

As for the burgers - he ate them all, what else can he do! Let's line up to help him then.

The second child represents the appearance, the first child represents that because of their soft-heartedness, they sent the child with the lowest strength attribute among them, but the second child represents the highest strength attribute among them in order to avenge their companions!

But the result was unexpected—the old man narrowly won again.

There was one more child who threw his head up and cried for the lost roast duck and meat buns.

The children didn't dare to be careless, and at this time the children's military advisors came up with a way to fight a war of attrition, and they all lost unexpectedly.

Not only did the old man win all their food, but they also owed a lot in the race that was getting better and better.

Philos: "......"

Joshua: "......"

Joshua and Philos cobbled together a rough patchwork in the children's condemnation of grievances, and they were speechless.

A legend of lv.192 bullies a group of children like this, it's a shame, it's really a shame!

The old man is not embarrassed at all, what does Horace Atkins of lv.192 have to do with him as a homeless man?

It's okay, it's okay at all!

You can tell from the rank, Horace. Atkins is a big shot.

In fact, he didn't come to Lanceville to bully children.

He is a guest of the Temple of Light.

Just like Doug did before, collect money, and then nominally be a person of a certain force, but the price is another one.

Horace took the gold coins from the Temple of Light and came to Lanceville to find someone.

He was an assassin, and when it came to his ability to restrain his aura, no one could match him.

He had seen the tragic situation of Agamandel Holy City, and he was very reluctant to come over, what if [] that one made a move on him?!

He was confident in his aura convergence, but he was not confident that he could escape the perception of a powerful being who could tear apart the twelve-winged angel.

No way, the probability of getting away with it is 0.

But the Temple of Light has given too much!

And they just asked him to find out the information, just ask the Pope and the bishops about the situation, and they don't need to make a move against [].

Horace was hesitant, but he really didn't have any resistance to the large amount of gold coins.

The Temple of Light is in chaos at the moment, they have lost the Pope, the Bishop, the Knights of Radiance, the Holy City, and the statues, and the panic is not enough to summarize it simply.

Lanceville was afraid of Philos internally, even if it was a discussion behind his back, he would not dare to whisper until he was far away from Lanceville.

Therefore, the calm of Lanceville is all an illusion, and there is already a commotion outside!

The most basic and important belief that the Temple of Light has shaken this time is not only the internal power struggle, but also a major event related to whether the belief of the God of Light can exist!

It's so serious that everyone doesn't dare to take the opportunity to fight for power, but work together to find a way to get through it!

But they have been discussing it internally for a long time, and they have not been able to come up with a suitable charter, the main thing is too important, too important for them to solve!

Several major temples usually fight endlessly because of the resources of believers, but at this time, they don't dare to take the opportunity to make a move, they don't dare to rob believers, and they don't dare to fall into the temple of light.

It's not that they're noble, it's fear.

Afraid that Philos would also come to them like this, so they could only be in peace and quiet, and develop in a low-key manner, preferably with a presence as small as sand.

The "order" of Philos to "save the civilians", the major temples are the best to execute.

At this time, they treated everyone equally, regardless of high or low, regardless of faith, trying to numb their brains with busyness, so that they could not think about the terrifying possibility of the destruction of their own gods and statues.

The other temples were scared of this, let alone the Temple of Light.

The upper echelons of the temple were wiped out by Philos, and the people inside the Temple of Light were panicked, and everyone couldn't think calmly, so the bad level of things went from 99% to 99.99%.

In order not to let things go in a worse direction, the Temple of Light had no choice but to think of an idea that was not an idea - find someone to find the Pope and get a solution from the Pope to solve the current problem!

Horace. It was against this backdrop that Atkins took on the task.

He is the only one who dares to take on the task, and the amount of the task is as high as 50 billion gold coins!

This number, even for a legendary assassin with a lv.192 level, is a temptation that cannot be resisted!

It's just that Horace hesitated a little longer before taking the mission, and by the time he made up his mind to take the mission and come to Lanceville, it was the last day of the food festival.

The whole city was so lively that Horace thought that his whereabouts had been revealed, so he could only pretend to be a homeless man and hide aside.

It stands to reason that an urban homeless being is the most inconspicuous existence, but Lanceville is the opposite, and the homeless is the most conspicuous existence.

Horace was noticed by a group of children who should have obediently blended into the stall if he knew Lanceville's rules, but he didn't know it.

On the contrary, I thought about the good seedlings in the children.

Of course, this "mind" is not the kind of mind of human traffickers, no matter what, Horace wants face, he has money and status, his identity is bright, and people who want to apprentice will line up the city from here with storage rings!

But Horace is not the kind of person who is very casual, he chooses apprentices because of talent and eyesight, and the little military advisor who came up with the idea is very eye-catching.

He deliberately teased the child here, just to observe the clever little military advisor more.

As for why it has reached this level?

It's all that burger's fault!

It's so fragrant and delicious, he can't stop at all!

The three-tiered Big Mac beef burger has bread, lettuce, cheese sauce, tomato slices, beef patties, ketchup, cheese lettuce...... The combination of burgers, say three layers, there are really three beef patties and six slices of cheese!

Although the Big Mac is just a simple stack of ingredients, the beef patty is fragrant! That's called a fragrant one!

Horace sneaked into Lanceville worriedly, focusing on the safety of his own people, and for a moment he ignored the strange smell of the smell all over the city, but the fried skewers and Big Mac burgers were in his hands, and his stomach was immediately stirred by the aroma.

I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat-

By the time he reacted, he had already opened his bloody mouth and bit down.

Accompanied by the child's miserable cry, the first thing he felt was shock! The mouth and taste buds are shaken to the satisfaction and stimulation of a great earthquake.

He took a bite, neatly from top to bottom, the wheat aroma of bread, the botanical aroma of lettuce and tomatoes, the mellowness of cheese, and the juicy aroma bomb of beef patty all set off fireworks in his mouth.

Horace was stunned on the spot.

He doesn't know how many good things he has eaten in his life, but it is the first time he has eaten something as delicious!

"Hum Hum ......" was meant to tease children, but on the first bite of the burger, Horace fell.

Eat, eat, eat, give me food!

While eating a hamburger, he perfected a "vicious" plan in his heart.

This vicious plan is naturally a plan to trick everything out of the hands of children.

He didn't dare to buy it, for fear of revealing his identity, and he didn't know where these things were sold, so he could only grieve these children.

Horace thought in his heart that he would give them the money when the time came, and he would give them more.

But his stomach and mouth can't wait for a moment!

"Anyone else?! As long as you win me, so many things are yours! "Horace knows a thing or two about human greed! With so many things piled up on a small hill here, he didn't believe that no one had been fooled!

He will finish gnawing on the pig's trotters, and then take a bag in his hand, he is reluctant to hesitate, there are too many good things, he can "squander" to eat, anyway, it will end up in his stomach, eat it in the morning and eat it in the evening!

Philos didn't want to be nosy, but the smug look in the old thing's eyes was really spicy.

He stepped forward, didn't roll up his sleeves, and said, "If you win, it's mine, right?" ”

The old man's eyes first turned around Philos's hand, there was nothing, but he saw that Philos was dressed well, and he was not afraid that he would repay the debt, so he nodded: "I am an old man, my body is very weak, and I have 5 copies for children, but for a young man like you, it is another price." ”

Philos nodded, "I see." ”

The old man's acting skills were still good, and with a hint of apprehension and rejection on his face, he stretched out his thin hand, and then a handkerchief was thrown down and covered his hand.

Joshua said, "I'll come." "He's a little bit clean, a stinky problem that has been cultivated in this era of "peace".

The old man had just finished nibbling on a roasted pig's trotter full of oily sauce, and Joshua didn't want Philos to suffer it.

Philos said, "It's fine. ”

The old man's acting skills are very good, he always looks like he is "weak and can't help the wind", 99% of the victories belong to the opponent, but in the end, the 1% of a certain slash is still disgusting.

He was ready to repeat his old trick against Philos, but Philos did not give him this opportunity at all, and the moment the two hands touched each other through the handkerchief, the old man was thrown out.

The little military master who served as the referee opened his mouth to fit a goose egg, but happily announced: "The winner is, yes......" He suddenly remembered that he didn't know the other party's name, so he asked with starry eyes, "May I ask your name ......?" ”

"Philos." As Philos reported to himself, the hazy fog on his body also dissipated in front of the few people who heard his name.

The little military master subconsciously continued his words: "The victor is Lord Philos!" ”

He added an honorific title to the end of "Philos" completely instinctively, and only after shouting did he feel that something was wrong.

"Fei, Lord Philos......" He looked at Philos again, and immediately recognized him, although Philos doesn't like to be showy, but in Lanceville, where can he be low-key!

"Ahh

The children let out a cry of excitement as if they had just woken up from a dream, and they imagined the scene of talking face to face with Lord Philos countless times, and countless words were brewing, but this scene came so suddenly that they could not even make a sound other than screaming.

Philos smiled, with a bit of an obvious arc: "You have done a good job, and the future of Lancevili depends on you." ”

The children's eyes were red with excitement and their bodies trembled.

But the movement just now made this place attract the attention of many people, and Philos didn't want to cause a commotion, so he took Joshua's hand and ran away.