Time went back to the time when Lin Qi and Lame were trading. The heavy wooden door of the tavern was pushed open hard, and a group of men in black silk cloaks walked in with strange steps. The howling cold wind squeezed out from behind them.
, the biting chill quickly spread in the hot tavern, and the rough and arrogant men who were sweating and shouting simultaneously put down their wine glasses and looked over.
"Tsk, rich man!" A man with sinister features swallowed greedily.
A cloak made of black silk, silk from the East, was a precious item that could only be enjoyed by noble gentlemen in the Gallic Empire. Moreover, ordinary nobles could not afford the high price of a piece of silk, and only the great nobles could use silk to make clothes.
For an ordinary little nobleman, a pair of silk stockings is worth boasting about.
"Hey, rich fat sheep!" Several strong men with arms as thick as ordinary people's thighs looked at this group of people with interest, and their greedy eyes kept scanning them. In the middle of the night, a group of people wearing silk cloaks
Customers actually came to the Cripple Shop in the dock area. It was like a group of lambs walking into the wolf's den. This is so thought-provoking!
Especially these guests, they look so fragile!
They all wore strange-shaped hats. The round hats were more than a foot tall, with a flat top, and a poisonous lizard carved from black jade. All of them looked particularly petite and thin compared to the big men in the tavern.
, the tallest one among them is only about six feet, which is incomparable to the seven-foot and eight-foot high-spirited men in the tavern.
What is even more fascinating is that the dozen or so travelers in this group are all pale-faced. Their faces are as pale as dead people, especially the young man leading the group. His face is so white that it is almost transparent, and there is a faint trace of...
With unhealthy cyan color in their buttocks. With such a physique and such complexion, they are clearly a group of sick men. The heroes in the tavern are confident that any one of them can easily take care of these rich 'fat sheep'.
With gentle steps and a soft rustling sound as they marched, a group of nineteen young men with pale faces and smooth skin, without beards, slowly walked into the tavern. The two men walking at the back closed the heavy oak door with their backhands.
The howling cold wind was blocked outside.
The leading young man coughed lightly, stretched out his right hand from under his cloak, grabbed a snow-white silk scarf and wiped his nose vigorously. The jewels flashed past, and hundreds of big men in the tavern stood up almost at the same time.
, they looked excitedly at the young man's right hand - what a valuable hand it was. His fingers were covered with rings, a total of nine gold rings inlaid with large gems and jade!
Huge rubies, eye-catching sapphires, rare emeralds, and even two deep 'tiger's eye stones' are among them. These gems are of high value, and the nobles of the city of Borelli are willing to spend a lot of money for these gems without changing their expressions.
!Especially the two tiger’s eye stones that are said to have miraculous effects on men and make them energetic and invincible on the bed. They are worth tens of thousands of dollars!
Fat sheep, the fattest sheep I have ever seen! Even if you rob a cargo ship on the ocean, all the profits will be less than one finger of this young man!
Lisa, the maid closest to the door of the tavern, laughed loudly. She rushed on the young man with a burst of fragrance, and pressed his head on her plump breasts. Lisa only wore a pair of trousers on her upper body.
Wearing a thin bra, more than half of her two white breasts, which were the size of an ordinary child's head, were exposed. She hugged the young man passionately, and habitually grabbed the young man's lower body with her right hand.
This is Lisa's signature move in the cripple shop. Whether they are sailors on the ship, workers on the dock, or other heroes from all walks of life, if Lisa uses this set of moves to tease them, they will generously give away their wallets.
All the coppers in it are dedicated to Lisa!
But this time Lisa made a huge mistake. The young man never dreamed that he would be so enthusiastically 'attacked' by a woman just after he walked into the cripple shop! Faced with Lisa's strange actions, the usually alert man
Unusually, he failed to react at all.
Lisa smoothly rubbed her breasts against the young man's face several times, and her white and tender hands also touched the young man's crotch. She squeezed it gently with her five fingers, but there was only thin and smooth silk clothing on the tentacles, and otherwise it was empty.
Nothing!
"You!" Lisa exclaimed in surprise! What's going on with this young man? Is he a woman disguised as a man? Why doesn't he have that thing?
"Bitch, kill the nine tribes!" The young man twisted his body and broke away from Lisa's warm embrace with great force. He slapped Lisa on the face fiercely, sending her flying seven or eight times.
Bu Yuan. This slap was extremely powerful. When Lisa's body flew up, a blood arrow sprayed out from the corner of her mouth, and several big teeth flew out mixed with the blood.
"Hey, Oriental!" The black-bearded man who had just raised his wine glass and started yelling at the pirates under his command separated the crowd and walked slowly towards the young man who beat him. He sneered in a stuttering Oriental language.
: "This is not a place for you to act recklessly. You actually dare to hurt the beautiful and lovely Miss Lisa. I think you should give her adequate compensation!"
All the big men looked at these young men greedily, their eyes full of malice.
Except for the young man who took action, the men behind him all stooped slightly and stood still in a posture that looked the most humble and respectful. Even their eyes were staring at the ground in front of their toes. Ever since they entered the tavern
He didn't move at all, maintaining this uncomfortable position.
The young man who had hurt others sneered arrogantly. He raised his head slightly and sneered in a hoarse yet high-pitched voice: "A bitch will die if he dies. What is it worth? It's not just him.
, that’s you, hehe!”
The black-bearded man stopped several meters away from these young men. As he continued to approach them, the black-bearded man sensed a dangerous aura. Compared to two years ago, he suddenly encountered the Wudalian Island Maniac on the northern ice ocean.
The warrior warship smells even more dangerous! The black-bearded man believed in his intuition. This small group of young people, who seemed to be extremely thin, were a group of extremely dangerous and possibly fatal people.
Damn Orientals!
Only well-informed sailors know how many dangerous people and things exist in the East.
The nineteen young people in front of me feel like poisonous lizards lying on their hats, silent but deadly.
After coughing awkwardly, the black-bearded man wanted to retreat.
At this moment, the cripple quietly walked out from behind the wine cabinet.
"This is a lame shop, and you are all my customers. And customers are not allowed to do anything in a lame shop."