Maradona, a young fishman wearing linen clothes and a white cloak, walked slowly on the streets of Linhai Town. The simple villagers cast curious but polite glances at Maradona, who was dressed strangely.
The little girl Timan shook her two braids and drooled at the corner of her mouth. She followed her mother shopping step by step. From time to time, she greeted her aunts and uncles she knew with a milky voice. In exchange, she was stuffed slowly in her arms.
Slow snacks.
On her delicate little face, she had a pair of big crescent-like eyes, blinking and blinking, curiously looking at her uncle who was smiling at her above her head.
"Uncle, are you feeling unwell?" Little Diman tilted her head and asked in a sweet voice.
"Well" Maradona was very surprised why the little boy in front of him asked himself this, but soon he got an answer that made him laugh and cry.
"Uncle, your uncomfortable face has turned blue. Would you like little Deeman to take you to find Uncle Wunard?!" Little Deeman held the snacks in her arms tightly and stretched out her arms with great effort.
A small hand tried to grab the corner of Maradona's clothes, and kept saying
"Uncle, don't be afraid. Uncle Wunard is a very nice person and has very good medical skills. He will definitely cure you."
The embarrassed Maradona wanted to explain that his face was born like this, and wanted to pull his clothes out of the little one's hands, but he was afraid of hurting the little one, so he could only follow the little one's turn.
past
"That..." Maradona was about to say something when he heard a scream coming from his ear.
"Ah! Let me go!" A charming figure suddenly rushed over from the side. Maradona hurriedly rushed forward, and at the same time, he reached out with his long arm and was trying to grab Maradona's clothes and move forward.
Little Diman suddenly felt her hands loosen, and then her whole little body rose into the air. After being stunned for a moment, she found herself being held in someone's arms, and a fishy smell suddenly entered her nose.
The pungent fishy smell and the sudden hanging of the body in the arms of a stranger reminded little Diman of the scene when she was kidnapped by that bad uncle not long ago. A feeling of fear surged into her heart, followed by a high-pitched cry.
Get up
"WOW!!!!"
Maradona was completely confused. Why was the little one crying? Just now, wasn't she enthusiastic about taking me to see a doctor? What now? What happened? And what's going on with this woman? Hey, what's going on around me?
Why are all the people here? Why are they all armed? I don’t mean any harm?
Maradona would never have imagined that his unique tall body and image wrapped in a cloak, coupled with the scene of holding little Timan tightly in his arms, would remind all the residents of Linhai Town of several months.
In the previous kidnapping incident, everyone invariably picked up everything around them that could be used as weapons, and slowly surrounded Maradona. At the same time, some people quickly ran towards the station of the Fudou detachment.
"Let my daughter go!" Pauline held a baguette in her hand and shouted towards Maradona with a trembling voice. Maradona could clearly feel the other person's fear, but even
The other party was very frightened, but the beautiful human woman, who was a mother, subconsciously picked up the weapon and roared at herself without hesitation, although the weapon was a bit strange.
"No matter who you are, there is a navy here. You'd better not try to kidnap little Diman, otherwise, the navy will not let you go." Among the crowd, an elderly uncle held a
A short stick, shouting loudly
Kidnapping? Me? Maradona felt that he had encountered a legendary misunderstanding. He looked down at the tearful little one in his arms. Maradona hurriedly put the little one on the ground, and then patted the little one gently.
He raised his head to signal the other party to leave quickly.
Seeing that the other party was frightened by everyone and put down Little Dee Man, Pauline threw away the 'weapon' breadstick in her hand, rushed forward, hugged Little Dee Man tightly into her arms, and then
With the help of several aunts, he left Maradona
Seeing the beautiful woman taking the little one away from her, but the crowd in front of him did not disperse, Maradona felt a little uncomfortable. When he wanted to defend himself, he suddenly heard the sound of neat footsteps.
"The Navy Lord is here!" someone in the crowd shouted, and then everyone turned to look at the source of the sound. Not far away, rows of navy soldiers holding long swords and muskets were walking on the steps.
With neat steps, he ran towards this place quickly.
"So, this is the station you are talking about being attacked?" Chen Xiuzhu's face looked a little ugly. He looked back at Xia Linkul, whose big and rough face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and said through gritted teeth, "
The recruits lack experience and handle things inappropriately. This is my problem. I will find a way to help the recruits learn more."
Nodding, Chen Xiuzhu sighed. After rushing back from the sea, he found that the so-called attack on the base was an abnormal misunderstanding. Of course, let’s not talk about whether it was a misunderstanding or not. These new recruits are really impatient in handling things. I think
then…
Looking sideways at the 'King of Balls' of the fish-men tribe in front of him who was wearing a white cloak and linen clothes, Chen Xiuzhu frowned and asked
"Ball..., this is Maradona, right? Why are you here?"
At this moment, Maradona, the fish-man young man facing Chen Xiuzhu, put on a look of unruly hatred. Yes, it was hatred. He thought of his lover being beaten to death by the heavenly dragons, and this group of marines were
Those accomplices of the Tianlong people, since they are accomplices, they are enemies. Maradona could not wait to wave his fist at this moment and kill all the navy in front of him to vent his hatred, but when he thought of the people who came this time
Purpose…
Forcibly holding back the hatred in his chest, Maradona took a deep breath. After his mind stabilized, he raised his head high and looked at Chen Xiuzhu with a look of disdain on all things. At the same time, his tone was somewhat pretentious.
said
"I, Maradona, the servant of the Divine Envoy of the Kingdom of God, have come here to deliver an edict to you by order of my Divine Envoy. Please kneel down and obey the edict!"
"Huh?" Where did this football champion go to study for a while? This style of speaking is really worth mentioning. Passing an edict? Following an edict? Isn't this the job of a eunuch? The Kingdom of God? What is that? The top of the room
Brigadier General Chen Xiuzhu, Fujitora, Sharin, Brannew and others went to the side and lower-ranking officers such as Raven, Spada and others looked at the fish-man young man in front of them in confusion.
Maradona saw himself using standard etiquette to announce the divine edict to these lowly humans. As a result, these lowly humans were so presumptuous. Maradona was very angry, and the consequences were serious.
The white cloak automatically moved without any wind, and the fierce and fierce fist wind blew the furnishings in the room swaying around, and a roar sounded.