Assassin’s Chronicle

The first four four chapters of the beast

At first glance, I saw the town of Moramaz, and Ai Fei took a moment to slow down. The town is not small. There are also many houses in the town, but the specifications of the house are really flattering. Some houses are very short and small, even less than two meters high, and some houses are very tall and uneven, very ugly.

It’s no surprise that humans with a height of one meter seven or eight will build a house of two meters to three meters high, while a dwarf with a height of less than one meter and a dwarf with a height of about one meter will not build that high. House, unless it is sick.

An Fei remembers that when he was in the Holy City, he listened to a story told by a bard. The protagonist of the story is a hero, a human hero who is admired by various intelligent races. He was warmly welcomed by the dwarves, and the dwarves presented the best weapons of the collection. To the hero, the hero praised the dwarf's craft while waving the weapon, and the dwarf also praised the hero's deeds. Finally, the hero lived in the dwarf village chief's house, received warm hospitality, and there was a love story ending in the end.

I have to admit that there is always a huge gap between facts and stories. In such a high house, people walk in and bow their heads. Otherwise, they will definitely reach the ceiling and wave their weapons. What a joke! Although the craftsmanship of the dwarves is indeed very good, An Fei has never seen the weapons created by the dwarves. The background of the story often regards human beings as the main body. Other intelligent races serve human beings and human beings, so the dwarves will be precious. The materials, create weapons that they can't use, are only suitable for humans, and then collect the weapons, waiting for a hero to appear, and they spend countless precious materials, pay countless blood and sweat, just for a wait!

Living in the home of the dwarf village chief is even more boring. The bed that wants to sleep for the dwarves is very short. How many beds do you need to be together to sleep alone? There was a love with the dwarf girl... It was incredible, and Anfei imagined the scene of kissing and stroking the little Shari in his arms. Can not help but have a cold.

"What happened to you?" Susanna asked with concern.

Praise the great privacy! ! ! Fortunately, everyone has the right to hide their thoughts. If Susanna knows that An Fei is now obsessed with Shari, where is the concern? The powder boxing has long since collapsed!

"Nothing, it seems that we have to work hard to work." An Fei quickly smiled.

"What are you afraid of, you don't have to work for you anyway." Susanna showed a smile.

Steel is refining, experience, courage, and wisdom are also refined, and strength is also refined. The skin is even more refined! Yesterday, with Anfei, Susanna’s face was red and jumped. Later, when she watched the stars with Anfei and listened to An Fei’s story, she was stuttering. Now their hands are pulled together, but Susanna is changed. It’s much more natural.

And Susanna also felt that Anfei always stared at her feet, so after the morning Suzanne got into the car of Amway, she took off her little boots early. Snowy white jade toe has been shaking in front of Anfei for a whole day, and the woman will not only be happy for her own, but sometimes she will be revealed to her.

"There are many things, not just work." Anfei smiled. Susanna's little hand is so softly placed in his hand. It's hard to imagine that a hand that can exert a powerful destructive power can be so soft and so soft.

"Anfei, can I come in?" The sound of Chris screamed outside the carriage.

"No." An Fei replied categorically.

"What are you doing!" Susanna was anxious. Awkwardly white, An Fei took a look and didn't let Chris come in. Maybe they thought that they and Anfei were doing shy things in the carriage: "Chris, come in!" Susanna said as she said The hand was pulled out and covered with his skirt.

"Your young couple is really..." Chris was too angry and couldn't laugh: "An Fei, you are coming out soon, you are about to enter the town!"

"Suzanne, don't go out. You are our trump card." Anfei smiled.

"Yeah." Susanna sweetly responded. Being valued by others, she may not be so happy, and she is valued by Amway, and the meaning is different.

An Fei drilled outside the compartment, and Ferrer, who served as a driver, gave way to the side, giving Anfei a place to sit. Anfei slowly looked at Moramac Town, perhaps because of the relatively large fleet. No one came up to find trouble. In those big and small houses, there are shadows shaking. It seems to be watching myself.

"Chris, tell Black eleven, let him take his people outside camp, let's go in." An Fei whispered.

"Okay." Chris nodded.

The team split into two, four or five carriages slowly entered the town, the other carriages all parked outside, not far away, there is a relatively small empty field in front, under a tall old tree There is a big clock hanging, which is obviously the props of the villagers who summon the villagers.

"Feller, go and ring the bell." An Fei said

Feller said: "No one will come out."

"Try it."

Feller nodded silently, but did not wait for him to jump off the carriage. There was a sigh in the taller house on the right front, and the door was pushed open, and a woman rushed out from it.

The woman just ran two steps, a wolf followed closely, and seized the woman's hair, the woman made a painful snoring, the head involuntarily raised, just as she looked up, An Fei’s eyes flashed through the cold, and he recognized the woman.

"Bark, let go of her, she is my benefactor!!" With the roar, several werewolves rushed out from the corner of the left side.

For the first place, the werewolf seemed to be injured. The left arm was covered with various colors of cloth. He walked along and limped. He stood side by side with the other two werewolves and glared at each other.

The werewolf named Barak slowly shook his head and said slowly: "It used to be, now, she is my slave."

"Bark, what do you mean? Is it insulting me?!" The headed Werewolf roared.

Barak scorned a smile and ignored the other side. Instead, he turned his head and swept Anfei and others.

"Ann, are they acting?" Feller whispered.

"I don't know if they are not acting, I only know that the woman is not acting." An Fei said slowly: "You can ring the clock."

Feller walked in front of the big clock, grabbed the thick wooden stakes hanging, and knocked the big clock hard. The bell seemed heavy, but the sound was not small. It was estimated that it could be heard within a few miles.

The werewolves could hear the bells completely, but they didn’t look back. The townspeople didn’t come out and drove Feller alone. The bald man named Barak snorted and turned around the woman’s hair. I have to walk back to the house.

"Balak, I said last time, let go of her!" The headed Werewolf roared.

"Begman, you think for me, here, I have the final say!" Barak said coldly.

"Before, now..." An Fei walked forward and learned Barack's slow tone and said: "I have the final say, let me let her go!"

The woman noticed An Fei, her eyes showed an ecstatic look, but her hand was tied back, and her mouth was stuffed with rags. She could only struggle while struggling to blink at Anfei.

"What the **** are you doing!" Barak turned to An Fei, his eyes showing fierce light. He saw a large number of people in the team. He intended to continue to observe the decision for a while, but An Fei turned to him. Provocative, this is what he can't tolerate.

"Human, go away, there is nothing in your place!" The werewolf named Bergman also said coldly. Although the purpose of Anfei is to let Barak release people, obviously, he does not bother to stand in the same trench with humans.

An Fei first stunned, and then said faintly: "I spent hundreds of gold coins to buy the right to use the town of Moramaci, I did not expect, I have to manage a group of animals that will not even talk." I have set a lot of plans, but the plan has to change with the actual situation. It seems that the werewolf has a high status here. He wanted to attack one side and win over one side. Who knows that both sides have shown hostility to him, then At this time, you must make an extremely tough posture, otherwise how can you stay in Moramaz? !

"What do you say?!" Barak pointed to An Fei, a pair of players who wanted to fight. He cares about Chris, who is on the sidelines of the team. The fly in front of him seems to be no threat. He is not at all concerned.

"I hate people pointing me at me." An Fei said faintly.

"How is Laozi referring to you?!" This time it was Barak's turn to provoke.

An Fei shook his head, his eyes suddenly swept up, and his look was awkward. In fact, this kind of action is hard to deceive people. Anfei is just a bit of a slap in the face. He doesn’t care if he lie or lie, but he doesn’t care. Barack's werewolf's brains straightened, followed by An Fei looking up.

Just as Barak looked up, Anfei had already grabbed his finger. Then he felt a sharp pain coming from his finger. Barak was sceptical and ready to fight back. When he was black, An Fei’s fist was already heavy. Struck on his raised nose, Barak screamed and his body flew out.

"The beast is a beast, really **** dirty!" An Fei felt a little slippery liquid on his hands. God knew what it was, wiped his hand with a sweat towel, and then threw the sweat towel on the floor.

Barak rolled over and climbed up, his eyes had turned red, his gray fluffy roots stood up, his body was getting taller and heared, and the werewolf's nose was much taller and more fragile than humans. The blow was not broken, and Barak’s combat power was still very strong.