League of Legends Millennium Warlord

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The five-year-old and three-thick saber guards picked up the girl's tattered collar with one hand, opened the door like throwing garbage, and threw it out. When the bad door was closed, Lester saw a few pairs of green eyes approaching outside the door. A girl lying on the ground.

This is not the wilderness, but it is more cruel than the wilderness. If you fail to fight against the wild beasts in the wilderness, you will only lose your life. If you fall into trouble here, you will lose more than life.

"Losing goods, things that can't live for a few days without me, they are cheap scavengers, bad luck!"

The businessman deliberately raised his voice so that the people outside the door could hear it clearly. Lester frowned and watched the businessman who was ruthless and left no room for him to go upstairs again.

For the tragic experience of the girl, most people choose to turn a blind eye, a few people sigh, and Lester is not going to do anything. There are too many tragic people in this world, and he himself is just a prisoner. In control, he has no reason to save others.

With a "click", the wooden door was knocked open again, and the girl stumbled and fell to the ground. The three desolate scavengers outside the door, who were full of sour stench, first nodded and bowed to the people in the inn, then walked towards the inn scoldingly. The girl pulled out the rusty machete with the broken tip, and she didn't know who she was protesting with this **** thing.

"Save me! Please save me!"

The girl who fell to the ground grabbed the trouser legs of a middle-aged man, but the man kicked it away.

"Still running? Do you know what happens to a little thing like you escaping in Nerima Jie? Listen, your feet will be chopped off and fed to the dogs, and you will have to lie on the ground and scramble for food with wild dogs for the rest of your life. "

A slap slapped the **** the face, and the scavenger spat out a mouthful of dark yellow thick phlegm on the girl's face.

"Being obedient will give you a few more days to live. You are just a slave abandoned by your master. No one will save you. Don't waste your time."

The girl who gritted her teeth continued to crawl forward, came to the family of three, and grabbed the woman's heel as the little girl screamed.

The woman turned her pleading eyes to her husband, but the man shook his head firmly at his wife, signaling not to go into the muddy water.

Being stared at by the three scavengers, the woman was also a little weak, and quickly retracted her feet, but accidentally left the cloth shoes in the girl's hands.

"Sorry, I can't help you."

Wanting to get her shoes back, the woman finally spoke up, causing the three scavengers to smile silently.

Silently loosening the cloth shoes, the girl stared blankly at the cloth shoes being quickly hooked back by her toes, like a hope of leaving.

The girl used all her strength to raise her head and glanced. In the red sight, a lonely man was sitting alone on the table. A chill came from the bottom of her heart. At this moment, the girl seemed to return to that lost snowy night. Surrounded by more than a dozen frost wolves, it was her father who found her and took her out of the frost wolves. That night, only three of the thirteen frost wolves left, and the other frost wolves died. Snow Mountain, because her father was a member of the Rahorak sect.

Only a truly powerful warrior would have this kind of aura, and a strong desire to survive burst out from the girl's heart.

"Save me! Please save me!"

The girl gritted her teeth and tried her best to crawl forward, grabbed the man's trouser legs, and the three scavengers looked at each other with impatient expressions on their faces.

Stepping on the girl's back, the scavenger glanced at the loot on the table and the cold spear by the table, with a humble smile on his face.

"My lord, I'll take this unappetizing garbage away..."

"Please help me..."

The girl held onto the man's trouser legs tightly.

"shut up!"

Forcibly holding the girl up, the scavenger pulled back and wanted to take away the prey in his hand, but he did not expect that the girl's grasping power was much stronger than expected, and he just tore the man's trousers a seam, even so, The girl refused to let go.

"Let go of me!"

"Save me! Please!"

Being watched by the rest of the inn, Lester stood up and looked at the girl.

"You tore my pants, how much are you going to pay?"

"I'm willing to give everything!"

"She is willing to give everything to compensate me, what about you? How much are you willing to pay for taking away the man who ripped my pants?"

The scavenger was stunned for a moment, then pointed to himself, but his brain didn't respond to what the man meant for a while.

"Are you willing to give everything?"

"How is that possible? Are you insane?"

After cursing without words, he finally pulled the girl away from the man. The tip of the gun that was standing by the table just now rubbed the scavenger's right face, and a bloodstain was slowly pulled away on the brown wrinkled skin. , condensed into a blood line and dripped on the ground of the inn, one drop after another.

His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, his chest was tight and his breath was short. The wide-eyed scavenger began to look at the lake. He seemed to see the death messenger wearing a frog-face mask standing indifferently in front of him not far away, waiting to pick him up.

When I came back to my senses, the gun head was sticking to the side of the face less than three centimeters away, like a mountain, the scavenger's legs became weak, the bladder loosened, and the yellow liquid was sprinkled on the ground along the trousers, and the other guests covered it. nose,

The scavenger involuntarily released the girl, causing the girl to fall to the ground.

There was silence in the inn, and no one could see how the shot was fired.

"Next time the point of the gun will go into your head."

The scavenger who passed by the **** of death turned and fled, and the other two followed closely, for fear that this would happen to them.

"Brother, I think this is the first time you have come to Nerima Jie. I don't know who Judd is. Judd is responsible for excavating the Shurima tomb for the great warlord Cesidis. He has a deep relationship with Cesidis. If you let Judd know that you rescued this girl from the scavengers, he will definitely get revenge on you."

Lester shook his head for the kind reminder from the well-wishers.

"Thank you for the reminder, but it doesn't matter, he can come if he wants."

The man ignored the girl curled up beside his feet, sat down again, ordered a table, and looked at the hostess in the inn who stayed halfway after the dishes were served.

"What are you doing, serving food?"

"Uh, okay, please take your time, my lord."

Like a thorn on his foot, the waiter put the contents of the plate on the table of the doomed man, not even asking for money, so the waiter ran back to the back kitchen.

"Ugh."

Seeing that Lester was unmoved, the others began to sigh, lamenting that good people don't live long.

"Forget about the pants. I'm not going to ask you to compensate. Your will to survive saved you, but it won't save you a second time. If they did something to me, I might not be able to control you."

Lester, who chewed the salted grilled meat from the same family of the old Babe into his mouth, felt a little regretful that the old Babe didn't eat meat, and tapped the girl under his feet with his toes.

"If you leave now, you still have a chance to leave."

"I...will do what I say...will not leave..."

Like a cockroach, the girl lay on the ground and struggled to respond.

At a certain moment, a face like a lake appeared in front of Lester's eyes. The owner of the face had an aquamarine hanging from his swan-like neck, accompanying him like a loyal sword.

Although he didn't have that memory, he knew from Soraka that the woman named Vernes had fulfilled her oath all her life.

The man closed his eyes and swallowed the blood-stained flesh in one mouthful.

"As you wish."