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After getting off the carriage, Zheng Fan felt that it was so funny that he was fighting wits with the air just now.
Especially myself and Xu Wenzu, each thought that the sloppy man was the other's person, one expressed kindness, the other expressed caution, but it turned out to be a passerby who ate and drank.
But right now,
Following Zheng Fan's order,
The five centurions including Wang Duan immediately led their subordinates to dispatch and began to search for the sloppy man in the entire camp.
The search lasted for two hours, but nothing was found. The slovenly man seemed to have come to rub half a roast chicken and then evaporated in the camp.
Zheng Fan didn't like the feeling of being out of control when something happened, because it would make him uncertain whether he could take action against Xu Wenzu.
With a touch of anxiety, Zheng Fan returned to his tent.
As soon as he opened the tent, Zheng Fan was stunned. He saw that scruffy man sitting beside his bed, eating a small hot pot with chopsticks.
The hot pot was prepared by Siniang for herself. The soul of hot pot such as chili pepper and other spices, because there are many merchants in the Western Regions, there is no shortage, and the price is not high.
In ancient times, being able to eat a small spicy hot pot meal was definitely a wonderful enjoyment.
But at this moment, it was enjoyed by others first.
Zheng Fan looked around the tent and saw Siniang standing in the corner with a wary look.
Huh,
Let out a long breath of relief,
hot pot,
If someone eats it, eat it.
As long as Si Niang is fine.
However, judging from Si Niang's guarding posture, he didn't miss it. This sloppy man is by no means an easy role.
After all, Si Niang is one of the Seven Demon Kings, and she eats more salt than she eats rice;
Zheng Fan believed in her judgment.
Even if it was someone who was slightly stronger than her, Si Niang could still be calm and composed, and even talked and laughed happily with her, and she would never be in the current state.
Come on,
After searching the camp for so long, this man actually sat in his tent and ate hot pot.
Especially, Si Niang watched him eating hot pot, but didn't intervene.
The right to start in the heart;
Now I put down the curtain and turn my head and run, running brightly, can I run a safe distance?
At least,
Go to the center of the team and ask Wang Duan and the others to bring his men to stop him as a dead ghost?
Zheng Fan looked at Siniang,
Si Niang shook her head slightly.
Hiss
This means that there is no time to run?
Zheng Fan still believed in Siniang's judgment, that is, if the sloppy man in front of him wanted to kill him, he would not be able to escape at this distance.
So,
In front of him, there are only two choices left.
One is: ah ha ha ha, I went to the wrong door, brother, you continue to eat and drink.
The other is: Since you can't beat it, then join it and eat together!
Zheng Fan lowered the curtain, walked in generously, and sat down in front of the sloppy man.
The sloppy man looked up at Zheng Fan, then continued to use his chopsticks to take an egg dumpling from the hot pot and put it in his mouth.
It was very hot, and he kept poking his mouth while eating, with his neck raised, and he gurgled for a long time before finally swallowing.
Zheng Fan shook his head and said:
"This is wrong, how can you eat hot pot without dipping sauce?"
Having said that, Zheng Fan waved to Si Niang:
"Si Niang, bring the saucer here. Eating hot pot without dipping sauce is simply a blasphemy against hot pot."
The sloppy man suddenly smiled when he heard the words.
It seems that he has fully understood Zheng Fan's routine.
But Zheng Fan is really not afraid that the other party will understand his own routines, because he has many routines.
From Guo Jing and Huang Rong to Zhang Wuji and Xiao Yan, from the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon to the Fighting Qi Transformation Horse,
Zheng Fan should not store too much in his mind about how the foolish protagonist wins the favor of the boss.
Life is originally a process of tossing back and forth between routines and anti-routines.
Or, I get my first chance from this world tonight;
Or, next year they can come here for the blind and dig their own graves at the same time. next moment,
A cold feeling began to hit Zheng Fan's whole body,
Violence,
Curse,
Calamity,
All kinds of negative breath began to vent.
The sloppy man put his hand on the small table,
softly said:
"Brave God, above."
"Boom!"
Zheng Fan only felt his ears start to roar,
next moment,
All the silk threads in Si Niang's hands were broken, and the negative aura that had just risen from Zheng Fan's body was forcibly suppressed in an instant!
Zheng Fan's eyes widened, looking at the sloppy man in front of him,
Oh shit,
This is a barbarian!
This barbarian is so strong!
What grade is he?
Eight products? No, the eighth rank cannot be so strong, the seventh rank? Six products? Even further forward?
"Your food is delicious."
The sloppy man waved his hand, and the aura just now dissipated instantly.
Si Niang knelt on the ground on one knee, breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling.
"I also understand your thoughts."
The sloppy man leaned back slightly, and said helplessly:
"It's a pity. Before I did it, I would really like to go to your house. Maybe I will really give you what you want."
"Now, can't you?"
Zheng Fan asked.
The sloppy man shook his head,
road:
"My time is running out."
"I have a doctor at home who can treat illnesses." Zheng Fan said immediately.
"I'm not sick."
There was a playful look in the sloppy man's eyes,
Once again pointing at Zheng Fan,
road:
"Both of them are very good, and you are also very good at first, but compared with the two of them, you are a bit out of place."
"" Zheng Fan.
What I want to hear is not this!
"It's a pity, you are not a barbarian, otherwise I can recommend you to the sacrificial hall."
Zheng Fan immediately said seriously: "Yeah, I have always regretted this incident. Before, I thought the barbarians were scary and barbaric, but it was not until I got in touch with them that I realized how cute they are. They can sing well. dance, they are hospitable"
The sloppy man raised his hand to Zheng Fan,
Zheng Fan blinked and asked:
"What's wrong?"
"Don't stop, keep talking nonsense."
"" Zheng Fan.
"This way, I will trouble you to cook. In return, I will not kill you."
This reward is so rich.
It seems that the sloppy man himself felt a little too shameless, so he added another one, saying:
"I can help you kill that fat man in the carriage before I die."
"No, no, he is my elder, you misunderstood."
"But I was in the carriage and felt your killing intent on him."
"Forehead¡¡¡¡"
"I'm full, I want to rest, arrange a tent for me."
"Okay, that's no problem, but, senior, can you tell me the name of this junior? If it's inconvenient, just pretend I didn't ask. I just feel that if I see the heroic appearance of my senior tonight, if I don't know the name of my senior, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
"You people from the Central Plains have a saying that a man should not change his name when he walks or sit down; my name is Que Shi, Sha Tuo Que Shi."
Hiss! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Damn it!
"And you, young man, what's your name?"
Zheng Fan took a deep breath,
Put your hands together,
Very solemnly said:
"My name is Fan Li.? - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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