Looking at Old Patch's flattering face, I really wanted to point at his nose and scold: Hey, grandson!

However, respecting the old and loving the young is the fine tradition of the Chinese nation, and treating others politely is a traditional virtue that has been passed down through the ages. ┡Ω 8) (1) Chinese Net. 『８⒈

I resolutely will not abandon the Chinese tradition that I have always adhered to because of this disrespectful profiteer, and lose my face in the other world.

So, I stopped, frowned and raised my eyebrows, looking like a creditor, and said arrogantly: "Give me a word, do you want to go?" ”

"Go, I'll go, how can I not go, what kind of friendship do we have!" Old Patch said with a smile.

However, he didn't move, but a pair of small eyes stared at me.

"What? Anything else? I asked with a straight face.

Old Patch stretched out his right hand, thumb, index finger and middle finger, and the three fingers kept rubbing, and a profiteer's expression made him vividly interpret: "Did you ...... first?"

"I'll give you money after you pick it, and you'll fool me if you save it" I directly shook a cold face, indicating that it was okay.

"How could it be ......" Old Patch pretended to be sincere, trying to impress me.

I just looked at each other coldly.

"Alas, the world is declining, people's hearts are not ancient, where is the trust between people?" Old Patch sighed and pretended to be weak.

"Ghost-faced spider-skin, ghost-faced spiderskin" I began to say the five-word mantra again.

Ahem.

Old Pache choked on saliva and coughed, and for a long time, he blushed, lowered his head, and said to Lao Luo in a gray voice: "Lead the way." ”

Seeing Old Patch's embarrassed appearance, I shouted at him: "Don't forget, you can only take three, and you must take the most valuable, valuable, and painful!" ”

Seeing Old Patch leave, I turned my head to look at Harold, this thing's expression is so wonderful, I want to soar, but I can't help it, I want to endure it, but I can't help it, my whole body is like sifting chaff, trembling non-stop.

"I said, Harold," I laughed, "are you free, let's talk?" ”

Harold took a deep breath, squeezed out an ugly smile, and said, "Yes, if you're free, come with me." ”

After saying that, he took me up to the second floor and into the innermost room.

The room was large, the size of the courtyard of the Phoenix family, and it was stacked with all kinds of antiques, ornaments, murals, and books.

Closing the door, Harold asked, "What are you going to say to me?" ”

I didn't answer him directly, but walked around the room and asked, "Does the security department of your room have ears on the wall?" ”

Harold casually walked to a sandy place, sat down, and said, "Don't worry, don't look at this room, but this is my private space, and outsiders are usually not allowed to enter casually." ”

"Small? Is this still small? "I really don't understand what the local tyrant thinks.

Harold didn't continue arguing with me over the size of the room, but sat quietly on the sand, looking at me, waiting for my answer.

I spread my hands and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, it's useless not to talk to you." ”

Sitting on the other side of the sand, I said, "Is there any water, I'm thirsty." ”

Seeing that Harold was still looking at me motionless, I immediately looked half-dead and said, "Oh, my throat is smoking, let alone talking, even talking is difficult." ”

Another row of black lines rose over Harold's head, but he didn't move.

I sighed, looked disappointed, and said, "I thought you local tyrants were so generous that you didn't even give guests a glass of water to drink, oops." ”

I had a toothache, Harold finally couldn't help it, stood up, walked to a food storage cabinet not far away, opened the cabinet door, and a cool cool air came out, slowly pouring out all over the room.

"Ahh It's so cool! I sighed to myself.

Before it was ten seconds old, the door closed again.

Harold had two more glass bottles in his hand, and the bottles contained a purple-red liquid, like flowing amethysts, dazzling and beautiful.

He handed over one of the bottles, I took it, opened the bottle, and a fragrance overflowed instantly, and I involuntarily took a deep breath, looking intoxicated.

Then, I couldn't wait to pick up the bottle and pour it into the mouth.

In an instant, the cool feeling traveled from my stomach to my whole body, and the whole person was instantly refreshed.

"Delicious!" I gave a thumbs up and said, "It's ...... Wine? ”

"Just grape juice," Harold replied.

He poured the grape juice into the glass cup on the table and tasted it little by little with a gentlemanly taste.

He can drink such delicious things every day, not to mention delicious things, and in his eyes, such a big room is just a small one, sure enough, the world of local tyrants is incomprehensible!

"Can you say it now?" Harold asked.

I rubbed my stomach and hiccuped, still with a half-dead expression: "Hungry......"

"You're enough!" Harold's face turned red, and his hands trembled non-stop, probably angry this time.

Seeing that Harold was about to rush to the crown, I had no choice but to give up, and said with a regretful face: "Alas, forget it, you don't have to worry about food, my family will definitely leave it for me." ”

After saying this, my face became serious, and I said, "Harold, do you remember what I said to you earlier?" ”

Harold nodded, "Remember, you asked me if I had any enemies in Ari City." ”

"That's right," I said seriously, "This is not to doubt your popularity in Ari City, nor to doubt your personal character, but because of something that was born to me today." ”

"You mean......" Harold asked tentatively, "about the thing you were attacked?" ”

I nodded.

"But does it have anything to do with whether I have enemies?"

"It's related," I grinned, "and it's very big." ”

As I spoke, I pointed to my pants.

Harold looked at my pants and asked, "Is there anything wrong with these pants?" ”

"Of course there's a problem," I said, "it's your guild's uniform pants." ”

"That's right, it's our guild's pants ......" Suddenly, Harold seemed to understand something, and said with a serious face: "You mean, the person who attacked you was because he saw you wearing our guild's pants?" ”

"What do you think," I sat up and continued, "that man had nothing to do with me, and he didn't even know each other, but it was because he saw my uniform pants that he attacked me. ”

"You, sure?" Harold looked at me suspiciously.

"Believe it or not" I spread my hands, looked at him with disdain, and said, "If you really don't believe it, you can assume that I didn't say it." ”