"They ......" After walking for a few minutes, Zhao Xiaoliu began to lose control of his head and tongue again, as a junior brother, he is really the worst kind, he has too many thoughts, his mouth is too big, as an idle gangster, his agility and strength are not even the average level of the villagers of Jiming Village, and he is not conscious, in the past, let alone the traverser, even the thief's den where the traverser lived in his childhood would not want him - but at present, the traverser has no choice but to do anything: "Why are they chasing you? Aren't you in a gang?" ”

"No, they're not Yiren!" Usually Zhao Xiaoliu is not the kind of person who has to answer questions, especially if the question is still a little girl, he will leave without taking advantage of two sentences, but now firstly, the traverser uses the tone and skill of the command, and secondly, the mutation of this night has stimulated him too much, making him involuntarily like a drowning person hugging driftwood, obeying the "strong man" who has just given him a series of instructions - no matter how cold Wang Zhaodi's appearance is, her tone, The gesture and the murderous intent implied in the words were enough to make Zhao Xiaoliu, who was so bold, obey her: "They are from the village like us!

"Aha?" This answer was a bit unexpected by the traverser, and he quickly read Wang Zhaodi's memory: Unlike the Zhou family, the Tian family is a new big family in the village, and their family does not have much land, but it is said that they are also quite powerful in the neighboring villages, and the three brothers are known as the "three tigers", and they all learn a good fist, and they are known as four or five people who are not close to each other, and the third brother is a "teacher" in the "county" , It seems that it is not all the way to teach dolls in the school, where is the specific difference, Wang Zhaodi, who has never entered the school and has never entered the gate of the Tian family, can not tell the difference, about the teachers in the school eat coarse tea and light rice provided by the villagers, but the Tian family can kill several pigs a year, I heard that they are all "two hundred pounds of one, kill out, five fingers thick fat" , The people who said it were all smacking, even talking with gestures, and the people who listened also nodded again and again, and did not question half a point, like a seventy or eighty pound pig raised by Wang Zhaodi's family, he couldn't get into his family's eyes at all, and his family didn't do the business of selling pork to the villagers, but often bought wine and meat from other big families to eat, "Money makes it like dripping water!"

The old practice in the village is that gambling is not allowed, but in Jiming Village alone, his Tian family has opened three gambling stalls, and those villagers who are not allowed to touch their lips with wine and meat all year round have more than half of their savings on his gambling stall, but no one dares to have an opinion on this, the three brothers of the Tian family are very powerful, and the second generation of his family has seven sons and nephews, and has accepted four or five apprenticesThere is a private saying that he is an "old household" is not allowed to gamble, but unfortunately the fourth nephew of his family heard, slapped out two front teeth, stunned and did not dare to speak, the younger brother's family knew about this, and told Wang Xi is admonishment: I would rather offend the landlord Zhou Dashan than offend the "three tigers", and other people on weekdays saw the Tian family come out, all walked around, and did not dare to speak. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The traverser pursed his lips, if Wang Zhaodi's memory is correct, the murderer of the Tian family who slapped out two of others' teeth because of one more sentence was the guy who had just been knocked down by him with a blow arrow...... If you use game terms, it's just going out and meeting an elite monster, and it's really lucky...... Although the level of this monster is inevitably too low, and it can't even hit a person's head with a slap, but in the end, it can't be compared to tabula rasa monsters like Zhao Xiaoliu and Cundi......

How could his luck be so good? He had this experience when he was a thief in his previous life, when he was still a "crow", and the real crows would visit the nests of small birds during the day and eat their new eggs, and the "crows" of the organization would roam the streets and alleys in the dark of night, "picking up" every wallet that the "owner was not careful enough".

His luck was also so good that he had only walked through the street once during the day, and before ten o'clock there was already a fat sheep dressed in gorgeous clothes who had drunk too much and was lying on the ground, just waiting for him to peel it off.

The eyes washed by the alchemy potion made the night look like day, but he didn't see anything wrong at first— Falling to the ground was a young man, with a plump curly hair tufted around a face that looked extraordinarily delicate under the power of wine, whether it was a well-groomed hair or a face that was obviously decorated with a lot of expensive anointing oils was a sign of a high-class fat sheep, he had never seen such a master who was willing to spend money on maintaining himself during the day, and then looked at the layers of lace ribbons on the other party's clothes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this dress was top fifty pieces, at least the lace was removed enough for ten dancers' clothes, of course, the most important thing was to dig out the bag, but the silver violin in the other party's arms looked quite valuable...... Hey?

Why does this fat sheep smell of blood?

He knew that something was wrong, and he went backwards at full speed, and saw a silver line cut through it—if he was half a step too late, he would be the one who was stripped away!

"Huh?" The other party was surprised this time, probably because he didn't expect that the body transformation of a professional had begun at his age, after all, even in the Jialuo world, where witchcraft is popular, only the top group of people can bear the price of professional transformation, it is not the "transformation" of drinking some strengthening potions and implanting a few alchemy items, if that kind of thing can be counted as a professional, the eyebrow painting can also be regarded as plastic surgery!

For example, a real "blood raven" All the bones must be hollowed out like birds, equipped with air sacs that can provide more fresh air during the outbreak, and the joints of the whole body must also be replaced with joints that can be disassembled and twisted independently, elastic pads must be installed next to the joints, and some organs must also be activated and replaced, because the bone marrow that originally undertook the hematopoietic function is drained, and the other organ will be transformed into a blood source, and most of the digestive and reproductive systems that hinder the cumbersome are removed, and a series of transformations that combine alchemy and witchcraft are completed, theoretically you can jump and run continuously for a day and a night, and after running, you can stab forty blows per second！

At that time, the traverser had only just begun the first step of transformation, but without that transformation, his life would have ended in that small alley!

The strings of the silver violin, in the hands of its owner, can play beautiful or noisy music, and can kill a half-professional who is not alert in an instant!

After he withdrew from the range of the strings, the other party tilted the piano and changed the play to blowing, no, he couldn't dodge that time, but fortunately he still had a dagger in his hand, and immediately dug out the part of the arrow with his backhand, and his footsteps did not stop, and he finally escaped a way out, at the cost of escaping back to the nest and lying down for three days.

When he opened the wizard profession and got enough permission to check the information, he learned that the other party was a very rare professional - clown, this kind of professional is common on the stage and not common in the nobility, but for the fat sheep that night, the identity of a playboy diplomat can well disguise his profession, and the person who led him to the negotiation occasion told him that the diplomat's flashy and exaggerated appearance was quite difficult when preparing the materials, and listed that the other party behaved like a rap artist when the negotiation conditions were not satisfactory" vice", give political opponents nicknames to make jokes, the logic of the joke may not be the truth, and there may not be it, but the public is always easy to coax, and it is easy to make people unable to get off the stage, in short, although the other party looks like an embroidered straw bag on the outside, but he actually has a little cell in his head, and he can't deal with it in one round.

The traverser who was almost dealt with by the embroidered straw bag in a round had to keep silent about the experience that night, and then on the surface they became good friends in the general sense, and this good friend in the general sense means that the traverser can occasionally go to his house to eat without saying hello, as for the private, the traverser has never forgotten the "big luck" that night, and the name of Mr. Fat Sheep is indispensable on the list of ready to be killed, but he hasn't had time to do it yet......

And it crossed.

Although he crossed, Mr. Fat Sheep's weapon still left a deep impression on the traverser, and when he first saw the dwarf bamboo on the mountain, he remembered that he could imitate it as a blowgun.