Hail the King: 843, idiot, what are you laughing about?
Update time: 2012-09-18
After the night falls, the hustle and bustle of Saint Petersburg fades away, and the streets gradually become sparse.
Although Imperial Government already lifted the curfew three days ago, when there was chaos, it always felt unsafe at night. Staying at home is always a relatively safe choice. The yellow street lights are shining, I do n’t know what It started to light rain, and the wet road gave a cold feeling.
Uncle Sam is a Normal fruit seller among Saint Petersburg. He is almost sixty years old this year, his hair beard is all white, his body is still tough, but his family is very poor. He lives in a slum and lives at the bottom of society. He even There are no fixed booths. All day long, I'm carrying a heavy load to shuttle through the streets of Imperial Capital.
Business is not very good today. In addition, because the messenger of the eight countries has delayed some time, right until evening time, also most baskets of fruit did not sell, Uncle Sam swayed on the street for a while time, right until was late After that, I set off on my way home with a little disappointment.
"It's a pity that these fruits will not be available until tomorrow ..."
Uncle Sam sighed a little. Today is a busy day, and I haven't made any money, and I will have a hard time.
The dim and dim magic street light makes the figure of elderly look a bit sloppy.
"Hey? This uncle, haven't you gone back?" A rough voice came from one side, and there were two burly strong men coming out of the corner, one of them grinning far away facing old Sam greeting .
"You guys ... know me?" The old Sam froze. These are two strange faces, which made him vigilant.
"Haha, today you scolded that stinky Anzi Empire messenger time, our brother happened to be next to me." The black long hair of the two strong men was tied into the back of the head into ponytail, and the complexion was dark like a cast iron. Han praised with a thumbs up and smiled sincerely: "Uncle, you are really great!"
Another white short hair is like a steel pin upright man, with a kind smile on his face.
After hearing the two talking about this stubble, the old Sam suddenly felt closer, absent-minded and suddenly disappeared, letting down the burden and breathing, like a proud child, proudly raised his head and said, "I do n’t count What, you two young people do n’t know, Martial Saint, Imperial Capital outside, what kind of heroes are there. They are so powerful, they stop drinking and scare millions of troops. Ten Great Empire expert are in front of Martial Saint adults. As a funeral dog, the fart rolls urine ... Such a hero figure is like God, what are the messengers of Anzi, what is not as good as shit, and dare to be in Imperial Capital swagger before others, hey, although I am just an old immortal who sells fruits, I have to stand up To say a few words, lest Martial Saint adult Glory be defiled.
"Uncle, you seem to know very well about Master Martial Saint." white-haired man laughed.
"That is, my son plays for Eldest Prince Your Highness in Iron Blood Camp. Although he is only a small Ordinary soldier, he has also fought alongside adult Martial Saint." elderly said of his son time, with a look of pride.
"Wow, that's the case. You have a good son at elderly," said black-haired, a look of envy on the strong man's face, and said, "You said that, I really want to see your son. Here. "
elderly's face suddenly fainted: "He, like you, is also a strong young, and is a good candidate for the army. Unfortunately ... he ... already died in the Saint Petersburg defense battle."
The smiles of the two strong men suddenly freeze on their faces.
"Well? What's in the basket? Haha, I'm hungry, uncle, how much are these fruits? We both want them." black-haired The strong man's eyeballs twitched, and between words, already picked Two big pears, two mouths of Kacha, juice splashing around the corners of the mouth, Shout said: "Wow, good, sweet!"
white-haired The face of the strong man with an unbelievable expression: "Is it sweet? I taste ... oh, yes, it's really sweet. I haven't eaten such crunchy sweet pears for years ... Uncle, these say After all, give it to us. "
Old Sam shook his head and smiled.
He is not confused, why can't he see that the two strong men are deliberately taking care of their business? Although the pears they sell are sweet and crisp, they are not so exaggerated. These are two rude and a little dumb guys, but they are definitely good guys, just like their sons who died in the Crusade, they are all real Empire men with blood flowing in their bodies.
The old Sam in heart is a little warm. What is going to say, at this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance. I do n’t know when the poorly-looking guys appeared on the front, back, left, and right corners of the street and quietly blocked After going back and forth, there was a trace of killing aura in the air.
"Is it you?" The old Sam changed his look.
Through the dim streetlight, he recognized the strong man who was forced by the man laughing. Correct today threatened his Anzi Knight with the words that conflicted with him on the street.
"Old things, my eyes are kind of sharp, why? Recognize them?" Anzi Knight sneered: "I said, let you be careful with this old thing, hey, it looks like your luck is not very good, no It ’s too late to hide, and we found it, Hahaha! "
"What do you want?" The old Sam knew that things weren't good. Most of these people intentionally sought revenge.
"How?" Anzi Knight and at one's side's partners looked at laughed heartily, and cruelly looked at a lot of old Sam, and laughed teasingly: "Old thing, you make us very shameless today, I am still very vengeful , So just do something cool, I guess, if such a large Saint Petersburg city suddenly disappears, a pariah who sells fruit should not attract anyone's attention, right?
"Dare you? This is the capital of Zenit Empire. As a foreign messenger, how dare you kill the citizens of Zenit?"
Old Sam deliberately yells loudly, trying to attract the attention of passers-by or patrols army, and at the same time he stabbed two strong men with fruit frenzy while signalling the two silly big men while the other was returning I did n’t come around, hurriedly jumped off the wall, and ran away one by one. Who knew that the two strong men were stupid and didn't respond at all, and the old Sam beard was upright.
"Haha, old thing, let your fate go, no matter how loud your even if is, no one will come to your rescue ..."
Anzi Knight didn't finish the words, but was ruthlessly disturbed by a chuck of 'Puchi'. He looked at it Wrath and found that the nerking Correct squatted beside the basket, holding a big duck Lijin recklessly scrambles, and the pear juice has a handful of black-haired strong men.
"Two idiots, what are you laughing at?" The Anzi messenger ruled out the menace of the two from the coarse robes they wore and the soil they were eating.
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