Gordon knew the whole story. Sinbad had become a companion with Laraddin, so he could understand the function of this monster.
"Taro Head, you missed the most important point." La Latina's two mung bean eyes twitched frequently, shining brightly, "As long as I am willing, I can make everything within a hundred meters around me not to emit any light. Do you know why?
?Because Lord Latina is too dazzling and dazzling, haha!"
"Can he fight?" Gordon asked Sinbad directly.
A strange expression appeared on Sinbad's face, and before he could speak, La Latina shouted in surprise: "Are you kidding me? Fighting will damage the smooth skin of a handsome man, mess up his hairstyle, and affect kidney function..."
"What Mr. Laratin is best at--" Sinbad hesitated for a moment and said, "running away."
"Does that mean running away?" Gordon looked at the boy and got an affirmative reply from his eyes.
Laratin coughed several times: "Mortal, this is not an escape, but a wonderful journey! There is poetry to prove it: 'Latin ran away quietly, just as Laratin came quietly.'"
Sinbad seemed a little ashamed, but Gordon was quite approving: "Escape is very practical, especially for you." He told Sinbad the information about the weapon monster, and the boy looked fascinated and wandered when he heard it.
"But, Mr. Ghoul, this is your room, and it was you who discovered Mr. Laratin." Sinbad suddenly woke up and said solemnly, "The magic lamp should belong to you."
"It doesn't matter, I will also get the treasure left by your father. This is an exchange of equal value." Gordon looked at the boy deeply. This is the debt the Cobra family owes you, and it should be compensated. "Cobra, if you have a debt, you must
"Also." Whether to enemies or allies.
Sinbad thought for a while and said, "Then you must accept all the treasures. I will not take any of them."
"Wait, wait!" Laraddin looked at Gordon and then at Sinbad, "What on earth are you talking about? When did I belong to this taro head? It's so ridiculous that a mortal still wants to occupy Laraddin.
Your beauty! Let's take your time and indulge in lust, you two ugly monsters. Goodbye!" He tapped his toes and jumped out of the window with a "whoosh". After a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the vast night.
Gordon gave a faint sigh and said to Sinbad: "You are with each other, and only you can bring him back. Just concentrate on it and think about it in your heart."
Sinbad tried to do as he was told, and after a while, there was a "bang" sound, and Laraddin jumped into the window from outside, shaking his wavy blond hair.
"Why are you two still there?" Lalatin was stunned when he caught a glimpse of the two of them, spun on his toes, and jumped down again.
"Bang-bang-bang-bang..." Gordon could only see a vague afterimage going up and down, coming and going like the wind. Laraddin ran away again and again as if flying, and was hit by Simba again and again.
Da was forced to recall. If measured in terms of horse speed within 100 meters, Gordon can roughly reach three horse speeds, while Ladin can reach at least ten horse speeds!
"Bang!" Laratin jumped back into the room again, panting heavily, his eyes spinning in circles as if they were about to fall out of their sockets: "Why are you back again?" He looked like he had seen a ghost.
"Mr. Laratin, actually the thing is like this..."
Sinbad began to explain, and after he finished speaking, La Latina's eyes went straight, his muscles trembled, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and lamented: "Beautiful men are so miserable. They were occupied as soon as they woke up, and they still have such ugly taro heads! No! You can get it.
My people, but you can’t get my heart!” He shouted, and a plume of thick smoke suddenly spurted out, covering his figure, and he transformed into the shape of an oil lamp again.
"Mr. Laratin, Mr. Laratin!" Sinbad shook his head gently\u
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"Sinbad, throw this oil lamp into the urinal." Gordon said calmly. Cicada nodded solemnly, pinched her nose with her little hand, and "pop" a string of sticky mucus fell on the lamp.
superior.
Thick smoke rose suddenly, and a scream like a slaughtering pig broke out: "Stop! Stop it quickly, Lord La Latin is here!" La Latin appeared in the shape of a muscular man, stamping his feet and screaming, feeling sick, and there was a little goblin stuck to his instep.
thick nose.
Sinbad kindly bent down and wiped Ladin's nose. The little goblin said "Ho-ho-ho" with a silly smile, and went to blow his nose again.
"No!" Laradin jumped away in fright, as if facing a formidable enemy, "Okay, okay, I will give you face, and you will be with me! Anyway, with this taro head as a foil, it just contrasts with the demeanor of the most invincible handsome man in the universe.
.But we have agreed in advance that Mr. Latina will not sell his body to show off!"
Sinbad raised his arms and cheered, while Laradin shook his blond hair and said proudly: "Also, I love beauty care the most. I moisturize my skin with honey, milk and olive oil every day, and I often soak in hot springs to remove the skin.
Dead skin. There is one last thing, which is——"
"Who is the most beautiful in the universe? You are the most beautiful, Lord Ladin, right?" Sinbad said knowingly.
"Clever! If you want me to show off, you have to shout slogans." La Latina nodded with satisfaction, "I'm beginning to appreciate you a little, Taro Head."
Gordon secretly shook his head. If he had used his methods to make Laraddin submissive and live and die, how could he be as easy to talk to as Sinbad? But this is the fate between monsters and humans. Somehow, they can always meet the most suitable person.
The one of your own.
At this time, in a dark alley dozens of miles away from the Magic Lamp Hotel, Freckles was surrounded and blocked by six gangsters.
"Boy, this street is the territory of our Wild Dog Gang. When will it be your turn to come here to collect protection money? Do you want to f**king die?" A strong man with a sinister face held an iron rod and knocked the palm of his hand hard.
There was a crackling sound. The other five people each grabbed the sharp knives with sharp eyes, their eyes glowed fiercely, and they were eager to try.
"Are you the leader of the Wild Dog Gang?\u
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The strong man raised the iron bar and hit Freckles violently. Two sharp knives stabbed out from behind and pierced Freckles' vest.
Freckles grabbed the strong man's wrist, grabbed the iron rod, and knocked it smoothly. The big man fell down with a "thump" and blood poured out of his forehead. Freckles kept charging, facing the three knives slashed from the opposite side. "Bang, bang, bang,"
There was a loud noise, sharp knives fell to the ground one after another, and the three gangsters rolled on the ground, wailing in pain, and a dozen bones were broken.
Freckles then turned around and faced the two hooligans who were chasing him. The latter looked frightened and couldn't help but shrink back.
"Stop!" Freckles shouted sharply. The two gangsters turned pale and stood frozen on the spot.
"My name is Freckles. From today on, I am the boss of the Wild Dog Gang. I have the final say on these three streets in the north of the city. If anyone is dissatisfied, I will break all the bones in his body!" Freckles sneered and threw away the iron rod and walked away.