When he returned to Siler's old house in the city, Fatty felt that he only had half a life left.
After struggling for most of the night, worrying and fearing, thinking and working hard, and running for more than ten miles carrying a little girl who was lazier than him, the fat man couldn't bear it no matter how strong he was.
The most important thing is that enduring hardship has never been Mr. Mai’s specialty!
As soon as he entered the room, he used his last strength to pull off Zhuzhu, which was still clinging to his back, and threw it aside. He straightened himself on the chair and assumed a posture that he would never move again.
Sometimes, the more tired the body is, the less willing the mind is to rest.
Looking at the getting brighter sky outside the window, the fat man who gradually calmed down his breathing reflected: "Why haven't I left yet? Why did Siler insist on going back to the old house despite the advice again and again? Why did I have to follow them back when there are obvious risks here? ?Why do you still want to wade into this muddy water even though you know that the Silaire family is definitely in trouble and meddling in their own business will definitely get you into trouble?"
"Is it because I covet other people's beauty? Or is it because of the look in the eyes of the dumb couple before they died?! No way! Are you kidding?!" The fat man was very confused.
"Uncle Ju! I'm hungry!" Zhuzhu ignored the fat man's confused, complicated and bad mood, yawned and shouted very straightforwardly.
"You want to tell me when you're hungry?!!!" The fat man cursed while holding the black line on his forehead.
"Ms. Silaire, do you hear that? Your child is hungry, and so am I! Get some food quickly, we have to rest and leave. Again, we must not stay here for too long." The fat man said weakly.
Listening to the fat man's words, a red cloud actually floated on Siler's fair cheek, and she whispered: "Eat, eat?! Oh! What do you want to eat?"
"Ha?!" Looking at the beauty's embarrassed look, he glanced at her slender and white hands, adding a few more black lines on the fat man's forehead, "No way! Doesn't it look like he can't even cook?" Just because you're good-looking, you don't have to know how to cook? You're so cruel!" He held back the words.
"Well! Okay! Great! Don't you have to pack something important? Hurry up! I'll get some food. Alas! It's better to ask for yourself than to ask for others, not to mention there is no time to delay any more." The fat man was full of resentment. As he spoke, he put on a stinky face and pushed himself up reluctantly.
After hearing this, Xi Laer's cheeks turned even redder, not daring to face the disgust on the fat man's face, "Zhuzhu, take uncle to the kitchen to see if there is anything to eat. I'll go and clean it up." She finished hurriedly. , then turned around and left.
Not long after, Silaire turned around. She changed into a breezy short dress and carried a small backpack, adding a bit of heroism to her softness.
What she didn't know was that she actually held a small pot of plant in her hand. The plant only had two small dark green leaves, holding eight or nine purple-red fruits.
At this moment, her little mouth was slightly open and she was looking at the dining table in front of the fat man in astonishment.
The fat man was really amazing. He actually managed to cook up several steaming foods in a very short period of time with his rich imagination.
The surprised look on Siler's face was a feast for the fat man's eyes, but he really had no time to care about it now. He was only busy fighting for it with Zhuzhu. The battle was so fierce.
"This is yours, eat it quickly!" The fat man pushed a plate of neatly arranged food to Xiler, grabbed a piece of rice cake from Zhuzhu's eyes with one hand and stuffed it into his mouth. But he secretly muttered in his heart: "I said I wanted to take it.
There is nothing important, but there is no real money! That little baggage seems to have no weight. Besides, do you need to take a pot of flowers with you when you escape? I really - go!"
Siler's heart warmed, and he nodded gratefully to the fat man, sat down steadily, and began to eat slowly. At the same time, he secretly reminded Zhuzhu with his eyes not to eat too shapelessly!
"As for you, I say, you'd better eat quickly! We have to leave quickly!" While the fat man was eating fiercely, he looked at Xi Laer's elegant and graceful eating look. He was really anxious and couldn't help but urge.
Listening to the fat man's words, Silaire put down the food and said softly: "Why are you always in a hurry to leave? We agreed to meet Daddy Quinn here!" After saying that, her expression dimmed and she used more words.
The light voice continued: "If you really want to leave, then why don't you leave first!"
Looking at the fat man's slightly wrinkled eyebrows, Siler avoided his gaze, lowered his head slightly and explained: "I don't mean anything else, I just think it's really troublesome for you. You not only saved Zhuzhu, but also saved Zhuzhu."
You have killed all of us. You have also escorted us all the way back here. You have done enough for us, and there is really nothing you can do for us in return. If you want to leave, then just leave. I am really afraid of hurting you again."
"Does this count as burning bridges? Now I'm afraid that I will be implicated. Why did I go there earlier? What's the point of saying this?!" After listening to Silaire's words, especially when she replaced "you"
The fat man felt very unhappy about becoming "you". But then he thought, if he got off the road now and took the opportunity to leave first, it would be a good way to avoid future troubles.
Everyone has compassion, but rescuing people in distress also requires strength, and it depends on what it is about!
The fat man was thinking about it, and he was going to follow Siler's words and get up to leave. Suddenly he found that in the blink of an eye, Zhuzhu had fallen asleep leaning against him.
As soon as the fat man's upper body moved slightly, he saw the little girl's eyelashes trembling slightly, and the little head leaning on the crook of his arm seemed to be closer to her.
"This scene is somewhat similar to the time when I was hit by a fireball." The fat man didn't know what he was feeling, and he couldn't tell whether the little girl was really asleep or just pretending. Anyway, her body was covered with beads.
The patch makes me unable to stand up!
Whatever! It’s better not to leave yet!
However, it’s okay not to leave, but you have to make your words clear.
"Your old house is not safe. We still have to leave as soon as possible!" The fat man temporarily put aside the idea of escape and said seriously.
Seeing that the fat man didn't seem to want to leave alone, Siler's originally gloomy pretty face glowed with an exciting light, and he looked at the fat man intently, waiting for him to continue.
Fatty's heart palpitated. Is this what it feels like to be valued and relied on?
"First of all, since Baz and his gang can even find your residence in the mountains, they must also know the location of this old house. Seeing as they are determined to get it, unless they are completely wiped out by Quinn, they will definitely be there soon.
Find here. Secondly, they had planned to search in the woods before, but suddenly returned and directly determined where we were hiding. Why? Either they discovered some flaw, or they received some tips. What if?
It's fine that they found a flaw. But if they received a tip, then who tipped them off?" Under the gentle gaze of Silaire's beautiful eyes, the fat man relaxed and spoke his analysis calmly.
Silaire was silent, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and his worried eyes flashed constantly.
Seeing that Xi Laer did not immediately deny anything, the fat man's heart sank, and then he said decisively: "Since you also think there may be problems here, you must not stay in this place anymore. This is why I have repeatedly opposed your return.
The fat man had no choice but to carry Zhuzhu, who could not be woken up, to the street. Silaire followed closely with the flower pot that he refused to let go of.
This time, Siler didn't insist anymore, and obediently followed the fat man out of the old house, preparing to find another place to hide temporarily and wait for the news.
Siler's old house was near Sifang Street. It was bright and there were already many people walking on the street. Many neighbors and store clerks who knew Siler's mother and daughter greeted them while saying hello to the tall, fat man.
He cast a curious look and secretly speculated: "Could this be Siler's husband who is said to have been missing for many years and has never been seen?"
The fat man walked in a hurry and had no time to pay attention to the strange and gossipy eyes around him. He just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
Suddenly, a figure fell out sideways and almost bumped into him. It was Quinn, whose clothes were disheveled and his face was covered in blood.
Zhuzhu, who had just been sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up, "Grandpa Quinn!" she shouted, jumped down to the ground, and was about to run over, but was stopped by the fat man and pushed in front of Silaire who was following him!
"Dad Quinn! How are you?" Siler hugged Zhuzhu and asked eagerly before catching up.
"No time to talk! I can't get rid of them! Let's go! They are coming!" Old Quinn said quickly.
There were many people around who knew old Quinn. Seeing his appearance, they all gathered around to help, but for a while they blocked the road.
"Get out of the way!" A cloud of dust stirred up, and everyone was forcibly dispersed. Qiu Dun, Baz, and two big men had already blocked the way of Fatty and others.
At this time, Qiu Dun looked very embarrassed. There was no blood on his sallow cheeks, and the right half of his body was stained red with blood.
Seeing Qiu Dun's appearance, the fat man felt a little relieved. Looking at the other three people, he couldn't help but feel happy.
Baz was seriously injured. There was a jagged iron clamp embedded in his left leg, dripping with blood. At this moment, he was holding a machete and staring at the fat man with cannibalistic eyes. The scar on his face looked particularly ferocious.
The other two big men also glared at the fat man. They were even worse. One wore a thorny hook around his waist, and the other had an iron thorn buckle on his foot. Although the two men still held weapons, they were already shaky and needed each other's support.
He could barely stand still, and he seemed to have very little fighting strength left.
"Emma! Scared! But! The effect is good!" The fat man was a little scared, but also a little excited. He opened his eyes and carefully looked at the objects on Baz and the other two people, knowing that it was the legacy of his previous escape that had a miraculous effect. This one
This action made the three Baz people even more angry, and they were about to rush forward desperately.
These gadgets are all tools that Fatty figured out when he was free at home. They were originally just instruments with a firing device, but after his "painstaking" improvements, their power cannot be underestimated.
What's even more terrible is that once it is tricked, it will be extremely difficult to dismantle it unless it is a person who is familiar with the tricks of the mechanism. In the past, Fatty has only used some wild animals for experiments, but this is the first time it has been used on real people.
"It's so overwhelming! It won't end, right? If I don't show off my power, you'll just think I'm easy to bully, right? Wow! Let's end it right here!" This time, the fat man didn't try to escape. Uncharacteristically, he kept talking while
He started to tremble out of habit and said arrogantly.
"Quinn, the old man, looks scary, but actually he doesn't have any fatal wounds on his body! If he starts to attack soon, how can he and Churton cause a lose-lose situation? Judging from the current situation of Baz and the three of them,
But he may not be your opponent, Mr. Mai!" The fat man quickly made a judgment on the current balance of power between the two sides.
From the beginning, he didn't have a good impression of Quinn, an old man with a sullen face, so he naturally didn't care about his life or death. In addition, of course the fat man kept a distance from the injection master, but when it came to fighting with people other than the injection master, that was still
Somewhat confident!
I didn't expect Fatty to be so tough all of a sudden, and everyone present who was familiar with his past behavior couldn't help but be stunned.
Zhuzhu's view of Uncle Orange has greatly changed, and the little stars of admiration are already shining in her beautiful brown eyes. This child is also a militant, and he doesn't know what it means to be afraid.
The fat man trembled, his figure suddenly swayed, he rushed forward and kicked the two big men who were supporting each other over, and then shouted: "Look at your feet!"
There are several forms of fighting. Some are talking first and then doing it, or just doing it after saying it. Fatty's habit is - do it before talking.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The two big men were eliminated in the blink of an eye, and the fat man immediately pounced on Buzz, who had not yet recovered.
Quinn didn't expect the fat man to be so agile in his movements and so "seasoned" in fighting experience. Without any hesitation, he quickly opened his stance towards Qiu Dun, and his body glowed with blue light.
Although there were many people who were familiar with Old Quinn around, none of them knew his identity as an injector. They quickly dispersed in admiration and watched the excitement with wide eyes. After all, fights between injectors were not that common!
In a hurry, Baz just blocked the punch from the fat man. He felt that the power was very heavy, and he was shocked to realize that the fat man's kick had already hit his lower body. It was too late to swing the knife, so he hurriedly turned sideways, but he didn't have it on his leg.
It was really inconvenient to move due to the clamp. Even though the vital part of the lower body was avoided, the inner thigh was still hit. I had to take two sharp steps back before I could stand still, and suddenly there was a heartbreaking pain in my leg.
"Everyone stop it! The royal guards are here, who dares to act presumptuously!" Amidst the loud shouts, more than forty knights in black armor and white robes galloped towards them. Each knight had a big bird embroidered on the left chest of his armor, which was
It is the crested goshawk, the symbol of the Suriel Kingdom.
The leading knight is about thirty years old. He has bright eyes and a handsome face with sharp edges. He looks brave, strong and full of masculinity. The goshawk patterns on the chests of the others are all silver, but this one is golden.
, at first glance he was the leader of this group of knights.
Baz, as a member of the Telji Federation Mission, had already recognized the person who was none other than Major General Temple of the Suril Royal Guards. He was secretly screaming at this moment, because this operation was not an aboveboard mission. Now he saw it with his own eyes.
At the moment of discovery, I really don’t want any official personnel from Su Lier to get involved. Once handled improperly, the consequences will be unpredictable.
Fatty accurately caught Baz's momentary panic expression, and immediately judged that what Baz and others did this time was something shady.
"That's easy to handle!" The fat man was secretly happy. He didn't care who was shouting "stop". If you told him to stop, he would stop. Who are you?! Whoever stops first will suffer, do you understand?
Buzz stopped his hand and was punched in the face by the fat man. He was thrown to the ground in a spin. Then he felt someone sitting on his butt, and a huge fist struck him violently.
The "bang bang" sounds were as dense as a shower. Fatty's explosive power was astonishing, and his punches were so fast. In the blink of an eye, Buzz was left unable to fight back, and the knife in his hand was also knocked away.
It’s simply a human tragedy!
The fat man is a bit fat, and his fists are also a bit fat, with a lot of flesh. The direct pain on the body is not very strong, but the power of each punch can penetrate into the body, shaking Baz's internal organs as if they are out of place, and
It can always hit the place where the pain is most unbearable.
For Baz, this was a long ordeal, but for onlookers, it all happened in a flash of light.
"Bold! Don't stop yet?! Get it!" Templeton became angry and shouted loudly.
No wonder the major general is unhappy.
You must know that Su Lier's royal guards have always had a respected status. They are the queen's personal guards. Normally, ordinary people cannot even see them. This time, if they had not been ordered by the queen to investigate the explosion that occurred on Sifang Street yesterday evening,
Incidents, where do you have the time to take care of these street fights?
What's annoying is that not only did the fat man not obey the instructions to stop, but he became more and more addicted to the beating. How can this be so good? It's simply lawless!
"Huh? Why does that guy who was beaten like a pig's head look familiar? Why does it look like he is the captain named Baz from the Telji Federal Mission Guard?!" When Temple was concentrating on identifying, the fat man
He had stopped beating with satisfaction.
"Everything must be done in moderation!" This is a principle that Fatty highly respects.
"Report, sir, I, we caught, um! A group of kidnappers!" The fat man was a little tired after fighting for a long time. Panting, he straightened up and said solemnly to Dempla, who was riding a tall horse.
said.
"How about a military salute?!" the fat man thought naively.
***The author has something to say***
Fatty: I recommend you not to stop! Whoever stops first will suffer the consequences!