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The troll on the side was dissatisfied. The troll hunched his back. This was not his intention, but all the trolls were like this. The troll was over seven feet tall, which was more than two meters tall.
They can be considered strong men, but all trolls have hunched backs, so their height has been reduced again.
About 1.9 meters, this is the height of the troll in front of you.
Although his height is not as beautiful as that of a tauren, and is considered below average among trolls, he is already half a body taller than a human waiter who is 1.7 meters tall, and a dwarf who is 1.4 meters tall.
"Human, you look down on me," the troll said condescendingly, grinning, its fangs standing sharply, and looking at the human waiter fiercely with its eyes.
The human waiter didn't respond. As the dwarf came, he became more confident.
He no longer has to worry about being eaten, and naturally he doesn't have to deal with the troll.
Looking at him with no expression at all, quietly wiping the cup in his hand, the troll was furious, with anger constantly rolling in his chest. His skin was rough and chapped, his complexion was bronze, and his beard and hair were the sparsest. With the anger,
The skin on his body seemed to be splitting inch by inch.
Just like the cracked land exposed by the sun, it appears in patches.
"What do you want to do? Bully my Auburn brother," the dwarf saw the troll's actions, but stopped. He slapped the wooden wine glass in his hand towards the bar, his beard trembled, and he yelled.
"What's wrong? What happened?" At this time, a questioning voice came from outside.
Several wild boars strode in. They were wearing armor and metal masks on their faces, covering their appearance tightly.
Anyone outside could barely see what they looked like.
The armor on their bodies was very heavy, and there was a clanging sound as they came, holding a long spear in their hands. They walked in quickly.
This is a small team that maintains the security of Wild Boar City. Teams like this are everywhere on the streets of Wild Boar City.
Lao Zhu takes the security of Yeboar City very seriously. He also knows that Yeboar City is now filled with too many races. It will definitely be easy for disputes to arise and eventually turn into conflicts.
Therefore, he must strengthen the patrols of the security team and maintain the security of Wild Boar City.
He wanted to develop a chaotic Wild Boar City, a city that could not guarantee the safety of visitors. That was just a joke. Only a safe and neutral city could attract a large number of races to settle here.
Therefore, as early as after the establishment of Yeboar City, Lao Zhu made it stipulated that conflicts are not allowed in Yeboar City. Regardless of anyone or any race, once they are found out, they must be dealt with severely.
The patrolling security teams are all over the main busy streets.
Places such as taverns are heavily inspected.
Seeing the patrolling security team appear, the dwarf immediately calmed down. Although he was quite angry, he was still quite afraid of the security team.
The security team represents the order of Wild Boar City. They are the ruling class, unless you no longer plan to hang out in Wild Boar City.
It's obvious that the dwarf still wants to stay in Wild Boar City. His job here is easy, his salary is not low, and he can drink fine wine, but it is much better than life in Ironforge, and he doesn't care about it at all.
Planning to give up.
The dwarf shrank. But the troll did not. He stretched out his slender arms, pointed at the human waiter and said, "This human looks down on me."
After hearing the troll's words, the wild boars of the security team looked at the human waiter, their eyes filled with coldness.
The wild boar people don't have much favorable impressions of humans. This race is as proud as the long-eared race, and they don't look down upon them. So the troll's words triggered the anger of several wild boar people.
Resonated.
The human waiter seemed to see through the metal masks of the wild boars and saw the cold expressions on their faces. His whole body trembled a little, and he quickly explained: "No, absolutely not."
"Are you sure? Let's talk to our captain later." The wild boar man didn't have any more words to say. He directly stepped forward and grabbed the human waiter, grabbed him out, then pressed him and left with the troll.
When the dwarf saw such a thing, he shook his head and drank the wine glass in front of him in one gulp.
He jumped directly behind the bar and started pouring wine for himself.
With a happy face, he picked up a bottle of wine and was about to open it, but at this moment a sharp scream came from outside: "You damn dwarf, you thief, you actually want to steal my things,
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"I want to sue you," a goblin rushed in from the outside aggressively, stepped forward and snatched the wine bottle from the dwarf's hand, pointed at the dwarf and shouted loudly.
"You have no one, I just came to get the wine myself," the dwarf's expression could not be seen to have changed at all because of his lush beard.
"Really?" The goblin hesitated for a moment and looked around, but did not find the waiter saying.
"Yes," the dwarf said nonchalantly.
While talking, he threw down the money, jumped off the bar and left.
Lao Zhu didn't know anything about what was going on in this tavern. At the moment, Lao Zhu was dealing with the political affairs of Ye Boar City.
Now that Ye Boar City is getting busy, he needs to make decisions on some things.
The relaxation a while ago has disappeared and been replaced by busyness.
Old Zhu sat on a large chair, facing the table in front of him, constantly flipping through the information, and at the same time listening to Old Ike's suggestions in front of him.
The sound of footsteps was heard, and a wild boar man came to the door and knocked on the door.
"Come in," Lao Zhu looked up and then shouted.
"Tell me? What's the matter?"
"There is a troll who wants to see you," the quilboar said.
"What can the troll see?" Old Ike said from the side.
Lao Zhu also nodded. There are many trolls in the Wild Boar City. The Wild Boar City, which is named for its neutrality, does not prohibit other races. As long as you can abide by the rules, Lao Zhu doesn't matter whether you are a troll or a harpy, but only
One thing, centaurs are absolutely not allowed to enter.
In this way, although the number of trolls in Wild Boar City is not large, there are still about a hundred.
Walking on the busy streets, if you are lucky, you can also see them.
"He said he was the chief of the Shar clan," the wild boar man explained.
"Chief," Lao Zhu muttered, and then opened his mouth to give instructions; "Go and make arrangements, I want to entertain him." (Add a friend on WeChat - add a public account - enter qdread), participate now! Everyone will win a prize, follow the qdread WeChat public account now!) (~^~)
