"Escape Talisman: A Thousand Miles in a Moment": After use, the user can instantly teleport thousands of miles away. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a new special item, although Zhang Ang has had a similar one before, but there is still a difference between one passively triggered and one actively used. And last time it didn't use it on himself, this time, it was the first time he used this type of prop.

The moment he pinched it, Zhang Ang felt the whirring wind and a strong sense of weightlessness!

He's falling at a rapid pace!

Crash into the sparkling water below!

What is this going on? How did you teleport into mid-air?

But now there is not much time for him to continue to think, and in desperation, Zhang Ang had no choice but to take out another "Escape Talisman - A Thousand Miles in a Moment" and crush it again.

In the middle of the whirlwind, Zhang Ang felt that he had stepped on the ground, and after taking a few steps back to stabilize his figure, he took a leisurely look around.

This time it was right, it was teleported to land, next to houses and narrow streets, and the streets were empty.

What the hell is going on? Can this thing send people to the sky?

Thinking about it carefully, Zhang Ang realized the difference.

"Lifeguard: Instantaneous Miles": Teleports the user to a safe location thousands of miles away in the moments before being attacked by a lethal attack.

One is a safe place indicated, and the other is not indicated, well, no wonder the "life protection star" is a seven-star prop, and the "escape charm" is only a six-star, sure enough, you get what you pay for, and there is a reason why it is expensive.

The active trigger is not necessarily good, and if the reaction is not fast enough, even if you hold it in your hand, it will be in vain if you don't have time to pinch it. If it is triggered passively, it is much safer.

With this in mind, Zhang Ang began to look around carefully to see where he had come.

There are a lot of houses, and the streets are clean, so it's supposed to be a city!

There are no people on the road, is there a curfew, or do people here not like to go out at night?

The point is, where the hell is this? What country is it? Is it the city in this country?

Zhang Ang walked slowly on the street, walking from the small street to the big street, but he also saw a few crooked and drunken drunks, and it was obvious that in their mouths, they couldn't ask for any news.

After walking for a while, a tavern appeared in front of Zhang Ang, with lights on inside, and it was quite lively.

Zhang Ang took out the "Variety Mask", carefully pinched his handsome face again, and carefully put it on his head.

After all, whether it is Leon Leonardo or Tom Cruise now, these two identities are no longer available.

Alas, this time, what should I choose a name?

Without thinking about it for long, Zhang Ang walked into this tavern.

The furnishings in the tavern were a little different from those in France, and they were a little more messy, but the atmosphere was very lively, everyone talked and laughed loudly, drank a lot of wine, ate a lot of meat, and looked very happy.

You know, a French tavern is a tavern, and rarely serves anything other than wine, but here, obviously, taverns and restaurants are combined.

So, it's very likely that I've left France and come to another country!

When he arrived at the bar, Zhang Ang asked for a glass of barley wine, although the food looked very oily, but Zhang Ang had an intuitive understanding of the level of cooking in this tavern just by sniffing it. So he decisively refused the secret grilled sausage recommended by the boss, and only wanted a glass of wine.

"What's new lately?" said Zhang Ang to the bartender who was busy grilling sausages.

"Oh, come on, there's not enough money for a glass of ale. The bartender didn't seem to want to deal with Zhang Ang.

"I see what you mean, it's wine money. Zhang Ang took out a Danish gold krone and handed it over.

"Hey, you're Danish?" the bartender stopped what he was doing.

"Yes, it's just a matter of traveling the world and honing your martial arts, you just pick up some of the most ordinary things. Zhang Ang took a sip of the wine in the glass, and the wine tasted surprisingly good.

"Alas, what news can we have here? It's nothing more than where there are riots, where they are being suppressed again, that's all, you talk about these people, are they stupid? His Majesty the Emperor and the Prime Minister have worked hard for so many years to make our Germany strong, but these chaotic parties want to make trouble. An opportunity like the last time in France was missed. If we can send troops, I think we can earn at least 5 cities, no, maybe 6. The bartender looked distressed.

"It's Germany......" Zhang Ang muttered to himself.

"Okay, let's talk about the city, now we are not peaceful, there are always some people who are in chaos and fanning the flames everywhere, is it so fun to fight in your own land? The bartender looked angry.

"Messy party?" Zhang Ang was puzzled: "What is that?"

"That's the guy over there. The bartender Nunu pouted, pointing to the inside of the tavern against the wall.

There is a group of people around, noisy, I don't know what I'm doing.

Somewhat curious, Zhang Ang also squeezed over, wanting to collect some information.

I saw that surrounded by a small man, he was neatly dressed, his hair was meticulously combed, and he had a somewhat funny mustache.

And he was standing on a platform, shouting something passionately.

“...... I admit that the prime minister is indeed a rare good prime minister, but his policies are too biased towards the Junker aristocracy......"

“...... Your Majesty, he has always been partial to those Junker nobles, and whatever they did wrong, they can be forgiven, and we ......"

“...... Joining the army was a clear path, but now it's not like that......"

“...... The Junker aristocracy controls the channel of promotion, and without a good background, no matter how hard you work and make more contributions, it is impossible to get promoted......"

But his speeches were often interrupted.

"Come on, you have made meritorious contributions, and you were not just a herald in the first place? With your strength, how much more merit can you make? If you can come back with a medal, it's okay. ”

"With your strength, do you still want to be a nobleman?"

"Didn't Your Majesty canonize eight new Junker nobles last month?

"You bastards still want to be nobles, and you can't get a fief? Hahahaha, laughing to death. ”

......

The vast majority of people were sneering, making fun of the little man as if he were a joke.

And the little man was not discouraged at all:

"Although my strength is not good, at least I have the courage to go to the battlefield!"

"I have also worked for the country, I have been wounded, I have shed blood, and I have made meritorious contributions!"

"Those of you who don't even dare to go to the battlefield, what qualifications do you have to say about me?"

"You haven't been in the army, you don't know, all the channels for promotion are controlled by those rotten nobles, and those newly promoted Junker nobles are just the in-laws of the old nobles......"

"We, the low-level martial artists, have no exercises, no guidance, and even the most basic channels for exchanging military skills for martial arts cheats in the army have been controlled by them, do you know?"

"If you weren't one of theirs, you would be called on the most dangerous and arduous mission!

"We in Germany have reached the point where we can't do it without change! If we continue like this, we will only fall into the bottomless abyss!"

......

But the drunkards did not estimate his hoarseness at all, they just wanted to have some fun, and when they saw that they could not take advantage of him, they walked away one by one.

They didn't care about any of that, they just sat next to them and started planning for the future.

Unconsciously, it was already deep, the people in the tavern were almost gone, and Zhang Ang had almost planned the road for the future, so he walked towards the bartender just now: "Do you know where you can live here......"

But before he could finish speaking, a palm slapped on his body.

"Oh, I thought I was an audience today, I didn't think anyone would be able to finish my speech, what do you think of what I said?"

"Ah, this...... Oh, it's pretty good, it's very thought-provoking. Although he didn't listen to it much, and he didn't understand it very well, Zhang Ang still couldn't bear to hit him: "Keep working hard." ”

Then he turned to the bartender and asked, "Are there any hotels around here?"

"You want to find a place to live?" replied to him, "I happen to have a vacant house, if you don't mind, I can vacate one for you." ”

"Oh, no. I don't like to bother people. Zhang Ang refused.

"You're welcome, it's been a long time since I've seen someone who shares my interests, I won't charge you for a room, it's okay to sleep for one night, I'll help you find a reliable place to stay tomorrow." The little man was not discouraged at all: "Let's go." ”

If you just sleep for one night, after all, it's so late, Zhang Ang had to say, "Okay, I'll sleep for one night." I'll go find a house tomorrow. ”

"It's okay, we're all comrades, help each other. The little man held out his hand: "You can call me Adolf." ”

"Oh. Zhang Ang also stretched out his hand: "I, my name is Matt Damon, you can call me Matt."

(To be continued.) )