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If you're not careful, let alone vomit in the dark, I'm afraid it's not impossible to even vomit blood.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Lord Morin, it's all my fault. ”

Feng Luolun, who had gotten rid of it, couldn't raise his head, and his heart was full of guilt.

The children of the aristocratic family really have a lot of bad tastes, and they almost played bad with other children, but poor Yeree was defenseless and almost killed by his pig comrades.

"You bear child!"

Lin Mo, who hated iron and steel, raised his hand without hesitation, and slapped a brain adze on the back of Feng Luolun's head.

If you don't clean it up well, you don't know how big the basket will be in the future.

"Don't blame Feng Luolun, in fact, I want to challenge it too. ”

Seeing his comrades-in-arms being cleaned up, Yere's heart softened, and despite his spit on his face, he said good things for him.

"Hmph, don't say nice things for him, you haven't learned to run yet, you just want to fly?! Don't see how capable you are! Why don't you go to level 600? Guarantee that you will lose your life. ”

As a person who has come over, Lin Mo naturally knows the danger of multi-DOF flight simulators, and improper operation will kill people.

He was a little annoyed by the nonsense of these two imps.

Although they are selected from among the fighters, the trained air knights are still a fragile branch of the army, and they can neither be tired nor injured, otherwise it will directly affect the performance of combat effectiveness.

Other classes of troops can be lightly injured without getting out of the line of fire, the air knight is absolutely not, and blind persistence will not become a hero, but will become a bear, which is no different from fatigue driving and eating a ticket.

"I was wrong!

Feng Luolun's attitude towards Yeree became more and more moved. The shame in my heart became a little heavier.

He regretted that he had only made the honest Yeree suffer so much for the pleasure of mischief for a momentary mischief.

"I'm at fault too!

Yere, who has the boldness and heart of the northern mountain people, was angry at first, but now he decided to forgive Feng Luolun.

"Okay! Very good! Since both of you are at fault, then you will be punished together, go to eat first, and then run laps for me when you are full, and each of you will run ten laps around the industrial zone, and you will not be allowed to return to the camp until you finish the run. ”

Lin Mo took out a dozen soft and white napkins and threw them at Yere, whose face had improved slightly.

The smell inside the trash can is disgusting. It made the air around him a lot worse, and he didn't want to stay here long.

"Thank you, Lord Morin!"

Yeree caught the napkin, wiped the tears and snot off his face, put down the smelly garbage can, and followed Lin Mo's footsteps closely with Feng Luolun, who was still full of shame.

"I'm sorry, Jerre!"

Feng Luolun expressed the courage of the noble children and apologized to this comrade-in-arms again.

"It's okay, I forgive you, Feng Luolun. ”

Yeree patted Wind Roren on the shoulder. He didn't care at all.

This guy has been good for a while, bad for a while, comes and goes quickly. Strike resistance and recovery are all first-class.

"Can you wash your hands before you pat me?

“......”

The aristocracy and the plebeians were indeed two irreconcilable classes.

In the Red Horse food stall in the industrial area, more than a dozen rough and simple rectangular tables are full of people, and the tabletops have not been painted. It was soaked in food oil and made a big flower face, red and black. A yellow piece, like a natural camouflage.

The boss Meng Ba and his two little apprentices were busy in the kitchen, and the boss was carved out of the same mold, and the proprietress with a big waist and a round waist was incommensurate with her own bucket-like agility, delivering dishes full of food at the rectangular table like wearing flowers around a tree, and a thin little girl holding a wooden basin and busy cleaning up the used utensils.

"My lord, your super large portion of roasted large intestines, super large portion of roasted liver...... The strength of the proprietress was no less than that of the introductory soldiers, holding a thick and heavy wooden plate and walking like the wind, and after a few trips back and forth, the rectangular wooden table where Lin Mo, Yere, and Feng Luolun were sitting was soon piled up.

There was not a single dish in sight on the greasy tabletop, it was all small basins, and it was a shame that the boss and the hostess were able to find such cutlery.

To be precise, they were originally intended as containers for semi-finished products.

The main dish is freshly baked toast, which is fluffy and delicious, but it is a bit big and not unlike a pillow.

"Lord Morin!"

Yeree looked at the abundant food in front of him, and his stomach grunted a few times in a row.

"Hmm!

Lin Mo poured himself a bowl of thick pork rib vegetable soup, tore off a large piece of bread casually, and dipped it in the soup and ate it in large pieces.

If he didn't make the first move, Yeree and Feng Luolun would definitely not start first.

"It smells so good!"

Sending a large piece of fat roasted intestine to his mouth, Yeree couldn't help but let out a happy **.

If you can eat and drink enough, have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and marry a big-ass mother-in-law like your father in the future, you will be completely satisfied in this life.

Feng Luolun, who was born in the aristocracy, would not understand Yere's thoughts as a small commoner at this moment.

"Feng Luolun, don't you have a bad appetite? If you don't eat enough now, you won't have the strength to run laps later. ”

Lin Mo suddenly put down the bread and looked at Feng Luolun, who had involuntarily twitched a few times in his throat, but still hadn't started for a long time.

The young man had no idea what to do with the food in front of him.

What are they? Heart, liver, lungs, stomach, ears, tongue, tail, can they?

The aristocratic young master, accustomed to tender steaks, roasted pheasants, and delicious mixed vegetables, was obviously a little numb to the food he had never seen before, and in his cognition, these civilian foods were either fed to pets or simply thrown away.

"Feng Luolun, what are you doing? Don't eat it quickly, well, it tastes really good!"

It's really hard for Yere, who eats and drinks a lot, to be able to greet his comrades clearly and clearly.

"I, I ......"

Feng Luolun's face was embarrassed, it was already great courage for him to be able to sit down, just the dining environment here made people lose their appetite, not to mention putting these seemingly weird "foods" in their mouths.

"What? don't you like it?" Lin Mo seemed to guess the noble young master's hesitation, and then said: "These foods can fill the stomach and are not poisonous, why don't you try it? You are afraid of everything seriously, you are not even afraid of death, are you still afraid of food? Try it! A qualified air knight should have the courage to dare to eat anything!"

Feng Luolun finally mustered up his courage and said, "Lord Morin, don't you think this place is both lowly and dirty?"

"Dirty, lowly, no!? Why don't I think so!"

Yere, who was full of oil and his eyebrows were dancing, didn't think there was anything wrong with this food stall at all, but was very satisfied with Lord Morin's choice, and if he had time in the future, he would definitely come a few more times.

"Hahaha! Feng Luolun, look at the others!"

Lin Mo suddenly laughed, and in front of Feng Luolun, he pointed to the diners at several other rectangular wooden tables, there were workers dressed simply, alchemy apprentices in short coats, civilian personnel dressed in capable clothes, soldiers of the Security Bureau wearing light armor, and even a magician master could be seen waving chopsticks and fighting with an alchemist for the last small piece of roasted wild cow intestines on the plate, and the staff inlaid with many magic crystals was just resting on the dirty table in Feng Luolun's mouth.

"Uh! they ......"

Feng Luolun's eyes widened wider and wider, and he suddenly realized that he had inadvertently overlooked many things.

The style of painting is clear, isn't it?

It's obviously a dilapidated restaurant on the side of the street, and if workers and alchemy apprentices come to eat, why are there still magicians and alchemists coming here to mess around!

Could it be that there is some mystery in the decoration and food here?

The rough and simple tables and chairs are the work of a master, the layout here hides a mysterious meaning, the food is carefully prepared by skilled chefs, and what you see is a deliberately original restaurant with a unique taste.

For a while, Feng Luolun's heart was messy, and he had no idea at all.

"What are you thinking? Eat quickly! I'm going to run later, and the dragon god is on it, running five laps around the industrial area, and I have to break my leg. ”

Yeree placed a large piece of roasted liver on the plate in front of Feng Luolun, and the fine spices were sprinkled on the oily and scorched brute liver, which mixed with the oil to exude a strange aroma.

"Don't start yet! Feng Luolun! This is an order!"

Lin Huang frowned and urged.

It seems that the drills in the training base have not worn out the aristocratic habits of this young air knight, and he still maintains so many stinky habits.

However, today no matter what, he must break the "golden body" of this noble young master, otherwise he may encounter an accident in the future and have to survive in the wild for a while, at that time there is no exquisite and luxurious restaurant and careful and enthusiastic waiters waiting to serve him, filling his stomach is the first priority, and it is not a good habit to pick and choose food.

"Ah! Yes, Lord Morin!"

Hearing the word "order", Feng Luolun responded as if reflexively, but his face immediately became bitter, and he picked up his chopsticks and hesitantly stretched out to the roasted liver on the plate that should be classified as dark cuisine.

As if he was about to be heroically righteous, he couldn't bear to close his eyes and tried to take a small bite.

The surface layer is a little hard, but it is brittle, and the teeth cut effortlessly, and you can even feel the crispy skin gently flicking the tip of the tongue.

A slight tingling sensation with a rich taste that immediately gushed out along the tip of his tongue unfolded a ferocious siege to every corner of his mouth, and his ears were like a loud horn of charge, and Feng Luolun's attention was completely attracted by this indescribable taste.

- (To be continued.) )