Demon change the world

Chapter 495 The counterattack of the spoils, anger into anger

"Little guy! From now on, you are our brother Francis' trophy!"

The strong man on the iron tower smiled grimly, and stretched out his hand to Yan Anqing, intending to drag him out of the carriage like a chicken.

At this moment, Yan Anqing just smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Robber, please wait a moment."

With a polite appearance, he doesn't look at the scene, but only listens to his words, which makes people feel like he is talking with people at a noble banquet.

Yan Anqing's words seemed to have a wonderful magic power.

Hearing his voice, the boy Tren stopped trembling, and the fear on the girl Mei Li's face also faded a little.

Most importantly, the tower-like robber, Big Francis, also suddenly stopped his original movements.

He withdrew his hand and forced a distorted and ugly smile: "Huh? What else do you have to say?"

Big Francis had a dream!
His dream is to become a big man. When others see him, they will respectfully call him "Mister" instead of "Hey, big man"!
This young man with black hair and black eyes hit his weakness precisely.

"Brother, you..." Little Francis leaned in front of the carriage and was about to speak.

"shut up!"

Snapped!
Big Francis slapped him across the face, making the left cheek of little Francis red and swollen: "When I'm talking to people, don't interrupt! You should learn to respect your brother!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yan Anqing again.

He enjoyed the conversation with Yan Anqing very much.

The short conversation with Yan Anqing made Big Francis feel like a distinguished nobleman, or a big man who helped the nobleman do things.

Little Francis seemed to be used to being beaten. Although his face was full of anger, he stood aside silently.

Yan Anqing smiled, and said calmly, "Sir, I left home when I was 11 years old and traveled around the city-states of the Olympic League. I walked through many cities and met many great people."

"In your body, I see a temperament similar to those big men."

Having said that, he slowly stood up, making a gesture to get out of the carriage.

Big Francis was elated by what he said, and he was not worried that this thin young man would run away from him, making way out of the way.

Yan Anqing walked out of the carriage slowly, but did not go far. Instead, he stood in front of the carriage and said softly: "Mr. Robber, although my force is not worth mentioning, I have also witnessed many The growth of great people."

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He pointed to his eyes: "With these eyes, you can tell who is qualified to be a master and who can only be an ordinary person."

"no doubt."

Yan Anqing said in an amazed tone: "Your physical talent is the only one I have ever seen in my life. You are a born knight, so I am a little surprised."

"What's strange?"

Big Francis frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

He also felt that he had the talent to become a knight, but unfortunately he came from a bad background, his family had no money, and he had to bring a trash brother with him, so he missed the entry age of the Knight Academy long ago.

"Why don't you go to Hume College to donate and become a 'distinguished teacher'?"

Yan Anqing looked puzzled: "As long as you have nine Quintero, you can become a specially-appointed teacher, enjoy the benefits equivalent to genius students, and learn the method of condensing the seeds of fighting energy, so that you can soar into the sky."

As he spoke, he slowly took the small bag made of coarse linen at his waist and handed it to Francis, "Mr. Robber, we are destined to meet each other."

"I still have nine Quintero on me, so I will pay for my life and these three."

"You take these nine gold coins and donate to Hume College to become a specially-appointed teacher, and you can become a knight respected by everyone in the future."

The small bag made a crisp metal impact sound, and the little Francis next to him pricked up his ears.

"Brother! Don't listen to this bastard! He can definitely squeeze more money out of him!"

Little Francis put his hand into the bag: "What college do you want to go to? We're all too old, so we might as well be in this big ticket. Maybe, this kid is a son of a nobleman. Let's tie him up, and he won't have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of his life !"

Big Francis was still hesitating at first, but when he saw Little Francis' movement, he grabbed his hand with disgust on his face, pulled it out, and immediately hung the money bag on his waist, as if he had finally made a decision.

"I'm going to Hume College! Be a distinguished teacher!"

Even if Yan Anqing had a lot of money hidden in him, what was it?
Even if one hundred Quintero can be squeezed out of him, it's just sitting on the mountain and living a lifetime as a relatively wealthy and inferior person!

If he succeeds in cultivating battle qi and becomes a knight, he is qualified to become a master.

Dou Qi is an important cornerstone for stepping into the upper class!
Big Francis felt that Yan Anqing was his confidant, and every word he said seemed to be the result of his own thinking all these years but could not come to.

Yan Anqing smiled and applauded, and said slowly and softly in a strange tone: "When you arrive at Hume College, learn fighting spirit, and become a knight, you will be able to support you two brothers better."

"Brother! You think so too?"

In his ears, little Francis' voice was as usual.

But he never noticed that little Francis was slowly walking behind him, holding a machete tightly in his hand.

Big Francis did not doubt that he was there, and all his attention was focused on the money bag: "Of course, after I become famous, our brothers..."

puff!

The sharp blade pierced his chest.

Blood and strength flowed together.

Little Francis' distorted voice and face appeared in front of Big Francis: "Feed me? You, feed me? What are you? I'm 37 years old this year! Do I need you to support me? Do I need you to help me make a decision?"

"For my own good! You are for your own good!"

"Oh! Big Francis, how powerful and strong! But you are still going to die now!"

"All Quintero is mine now! I will take the money and live like a little nobleman!"

Because of his younger brother's unrighteousness and revenge, the elder Francis was in great pain, and his complexion became sallow due to a large amount of blood loss.

"After a lifetime of hard work, I ended up raising a white-eyed wolf."

"Tsk..."

"If it were me, even if I died, I would die with him, right?"

Yan Anqing's voice sounded faintly.

"Little boy, shut up!"

Little Francis uttered an angry roar, and was about to raise a knife to chop Yan Anqing: "You are valuable, but this face! I cut off your hands and tongue, and you can sell them for a good price!"

Because of his ugly appearance, vulgar words and deeds, and being disliked by the opposite sex, he has never had a good impression of good-looking men.

But there had never been a man who could make him feel disgusted like Yan Anqing.

Although what Yan Anqing said was true, it hurt people's hearts even more because it was true.

Little Francis always thought that although he was a robber and robber who killed countless innocent people, he was also considered a brave and brave man with loyalty.

Now it seems that he is just a worthless and despicable villain.

He became angry from embarrassment, and wanted to attack Yan Anqing.

(End of this chapter)