Chapter485 What I picked up casually might be a monkey
The tall and thick guard with a sword picked up the girl's tattered collar with one hand, opened the door and threw it out as if throwing away garbage. The moment the rotten door closed, Lester saw a few pairs of green eyes approaching outside the door.
A girl lying on the ground.
This is not a wilderness, but it is more cruel than the wilderness. If you fail to fight against the beasts in the wilderness, you will only lose your life. If you fall into trouble here, you will lose more than just your life.
"Loss-making items, items that can't live for more than a few days without me, just think they are cheap to those scavengers, bad luck!"
The businessman deliberately raised his voice so that the people outside the door could hear clearly. Lester frowned and watched the ruthless businessman go upstairs again.
Regarding the tragic experience of the girl, most people chose to turn a blind eye, and a few people sighed. Lester was not prepared to do anything. There were too many miserable people in the world. He himself was just a prisoner, and he could not even control his own future.
He has no reason to save others.
With a "squeak", the wooden door was knocked open again, and the girl staggered and fell to the ground. The three destitute scavengers outside the door, exuding a sour smell, first nodded and bowed to show their kindness to the people in the inn, and then walked towards them cursing.
The girl pulled out a rusty scimitar with a broken tip. She didn't know who she was trying to demonstrate with this tattered thing.
"Help me! Please help me!"
The girl who fell to the ground grabbed a middle-aged man's trouser leg nearby, but the man kicked her away.
"Still running? Do you know what will happen to a little guy like you who runs away in Nerimajie? Listen, your feet will be chopped off and fed to the dogs, and you will have to lie on the ground fighting for food with wild dogs for the rest of your life.
"
The scavenger slapped the girl on the face, and the scavenger spit thick yellow phlegm on the girl's face.
"Being obedient will keep you alive for a few more days. You are just a slave abandoned by your master. No one will save you. Don't waste your efforts."
Gritting her teeth, the girl continued to crawl forward and arrived in front of a family of three. Amidst the little girl's screams, she grabbed the woman's heels.
The woman turned her pleading eyes to her husband, but the man firmly shook his head at his wife, signaling not to wade into this muddy water.
Being stared at by the three scavengers, the woman felt a little weak and quickly retracted her feet, but accidentally left the cloth shoes in the girl's hand.
"Sorry, I can't help you."
Wanting to get her shoes back, the woman finally spoke, making the three scavengers smile silently.
Silently loosening her cloth shoes, the girl's dull eyes stared at the cloth shoes being quickly hooked back by her toes, like a hope of leaving.
The girl used all her strength to look up. In her red eyes, a lonely man was sitting alone on the table. A chill surged from the bottom of her heart. At this moment, the girl seemed to have returned to that lost snowy night. She was caught by
Surrounded by more than a dozen frost wolves, her father found her and took her out of the pack of frost wolves. That night, only three of the thirteen frost wolves left, and the other frost wolves all died.
On the snowy mountains, because her father is a member of the Lahorak sect.
Only truly powerful warriors can have this kind of aura, and a strong desire to survive burst out in the girl's heart.
"Help me! Please help me!"
The girl gritted her teeth and crawled forward with all her strength, grabbing the man's trouser leg. The three scavengers looked at each other with impatient expressions on their faces.
Stepping on the girl's back, the scavenger glanced at the trophies on the table and the cold gun beside the table, with a humble smile on his face.
"Sir, I will take this unappetizing garbage away right now..."
"Please help me..."
The girl grabbed the man's trouser leg tightly and wouldn't let go.
"shut up!"
Forcibly lifting the girl up, the scavenger pulled back and tried to take away the prey in his hands. Unexpectedly, the girl's grip was much stronger than expected, and she just tore a crack in the man's trouser leg. Even so,
The girl also refused to let go.
"Let go!"
"Help me! Please!"
Being watched by the rest of the people in the inn, Lester stood up and looked at the girl.
"You tore my pants, how much are you going to pay?"
"I'm willing to give it all!"
"She is willing to pay anything to compensate me, but what about you? How much are you willing to pay to take away the person who tore off my pants?"
The scavenger was stunned and pointed at himself. His brain did not realize what the man meant.
"Are you willing to give everything, too?"
"How is that possible? Are you crazy?"
After cursing carelessly, he finally pulled the girl away from the man. The tip of the gun that had been standing by the table just now grazed the scavenger's right face, and a blood stain slowly opened on the brown wrinkled skin.
, condensed into a line of blood and dripped on the ground of the post house, one drop after another.
His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, his chest was tight and he was short of breath. The wide-eyed scavenger's vision began to blur. He seemed to see the messenger of death wearing a frog-face mask standing indifferently not far in front of him, waiting to pick him up.
When he came back to his senses, the tip of the gun was sticking to the side of his face less than three centimeters away, as close as a mountain. The scavenger's legs softened, his bladder relaxed, and the dripping yellow liquid spilled down his trouser legs and onto the ground, asking other guests to cover it.
nose,
The scavenger let go of the girl involuntarily, causing her to fall to the ground.
There was silence in the inn, and no one could see clearly how the gun was fired.
"Next time the tip of the gun will pierce your head."
The scavenger who had a brush with death turned around and fled, followed closely by the other two, fearing that this would happen to him.
"Brother, I think this is your first time coming to Narimajer. I don't know who Judd is. Judd is responsible for excavating Shurima tombs for the great warlord Thesidis. He has a deep relationship with Thesidis.
"Relationship, please leave quickly. If Judd knows that you saved this girl from the scavengers, he will definitely let others take revenge on you."
Regarding the kind reminder from the kindhearted person, Lester shook his head.
"Thank you for the reminder, but it's not important. If he comes, he can come."
The man ignored the girl huddled at his feet, sat down again, ordered the table, and looked at the inn waiter who stayed where he was halfway through serving the dishes.
"What are you doing standing around? Serve the food."
"Uh, okay, sir, please use it slowly."
As if there were thorns on his feet, the waiter placed everything on the plate on the doomed man's table without even thinking about asking for money, and ran back to the kitchen.
"well."
Seeing that Lester was unmoved, the others began to sigh, lamenting that good people do not live long.
"Forget it about the pants. I'm not going to ask you to compensate. Your will to live saved you, but it won't save you a second time. If they attack me, I may not be able to control you."
Putting the salted barbecue piece of Old Baby's family into his mouth, Lester chewed it twice and felt regretful that Old Baby didn't eat meat. He tapped the girl at his feet with his toes.
"If you leave now, you still have a chance to leave."
"I...do what I say...I won't leave..."
Like a cockroach, the girl lay on the ground and struggled to respond.
At a certain moment, a face like Mohu appeared in front of Lester's eyes. The owner of the face had an aquamarine hanging on his swan-like neck, accompanying him like a loyal sword.
Although he did not have that memory, he knew from Soraka that the woman named Vernis had fulfilled her vow throughout her life.
The man closed his eyes and swallowed the blood-streaked meat in one gulp.
