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Chapter seven hundred and eleven crying

"And, how did a little girl living in a civilian area get magic equipment? You can ask carefully when the time comes, hehehe." The leading man continued to smile lewdly.

After being urged by the great man, the remaining three guys with weak willpower were quickly dragged down. After all, in essence, they are not good things.

"Brother, don't forget us, we've had it with you."

"That's just an ordinary girl, she and her family are clean and clean, and even the city guards can't find any traces of us."

"Brother, I'll be the second one after I've been enjoying that woman. Last time outside Evra, you guy Deni was too anxious, which made us the newly arrested 'Little Aries' to death by you guys."

Under the leadership of the leader, several evildoers quickly forgot about the timidity and possible consequences. This is not the first time they have done this. With their good skills and strength, they have harmed many passers-by merchants outside Evra.

The only difference this time is that the place where the crime was committed was in Evra. The city lord guards were not for a good meal. They only hoped that there would be no such unlucky guards patrolling here tonight.

The wealth is enough to touch people's hearts, not to mention when I was following the girl, I found that this girl was pretty good, which made the guys who were on the brain in the worms feel impulsive and had no scruples.

"Dney, wait a minute, Capone and Dunbar go in and grab that girl, remember that the patrol guards come over and call us in time!" The big man ordered his three little brothers.

Hearing the boss's order, the two little brothers were left with joy, only the short and strong man named Deni looked depressed. He knew that the reason for the boss's distribution was that he killed a businessman's daughter last time, otherwise even if he was messed up, he could get a good ransom.

They are good at adventurers on the surface, but in fact they are still doing bandits and robbers secretly.

In fact, in the adventurer circle of Evra City, many people know that the four beasts of Silver Wolf Tooth are willing to do anything for money. They have not been arrested for such a long time. In addition to their good strength, they also have a style of committing crimes that know how to advance and retreat and know what to do.

"I hope that old guy Draghi didn't lie to me. If I let me take this risk in vain, I will destroy him next time when I escort him to Guer Forest! Hehehehe!" The leader said with a grim smile.

I don't know whether Draghi lied to him yet. The main reason why he said this was that Draghi's wealth was blindfolded and could take out fifty gold coins to ask them to do business with the Silver Wolf Tooth. That old guy seemed to have a rich family.

It is said that the summoner is very rich. If it weren't for the ordinary summoner and the four brothers who could not afford to offend him, otherwise this group of desperate people would have taken action long ago.

Draghi has the ability to summon apprenticeships at the entry level. He alone is not sure how to deal with it. If two people go up and fight out some of the old guy's magic first, then with his low-level attendant's skills, he might be able to succeed.

Who will let you go first? The leader's big man glanced at the three younger brothers beside him with his eyes.

In the wooden house, Memira tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and she always felt something bad was about to happen.

Since he was particularly young, Memira discovered that she had a very common premonition. This premonition was sometimes effective and sometimes not effective, and only appeared the moment before something major happened.

The last time I had this bad premonition was when Memira's mother passed away.

The faint warmth in the short dagger in his arms calmed Memira's irritable heart. Through this short dagger, Memira remembered the guest during the day today.

The short gray hair, like the tough edges and corners cut by the blade, made Memira feel the most strange thing, and the eyes that dare not make people look directly at.

Memira looked at those eyes for two seconds, and she was dizzy and couldn't see them. She knew that her sisters were not as good as her. Not to mention looking at Locke's eyes, she didn't dare to look at Locke's rashly for a minute or a second even in the direction where Locke was sitting.

"What kind of man is that?" Memira sighed in her heart.

Locke is very mysterious. In addition to his extraordinary performance, he is also generous in his actions and generous in drinking.

Memira doesn't like her drunken father, but when it comes to drinking, Locke drinks more than four or five times that of his father during the day, but this man just makes him unable to have malice.

The dagger in his arms is getting closer and closer, perhaps because of gratitude. After all, Locke has brought her so much money today, which will make her and her father a little better in the future.

"Memira, aren't you asleep?" The father's rude snoring came from next to the bed.

The Memira family is very poor and the house is very small. This room is not earned by his father, but passed down from his ancestors. It should be the product of Memira Grandpa Zeng.

There is only one bedroom and a kitchen at home. Memira's family has been sleeping together since she was a child. Since Memira was eight years old, she knew a little about men and women and added a layer of linen in the middle of the bed. She slept near the window and Memira was sleeping inside.

Without answering my father, Memira didn't want to say anything more to this disappointed father. She still needed to fall asleep early and still have work to do tomorrow.

Memira did not answer my father's words, but my father still used the alcohol to say to himself: "You have really suffered, my child."

"Dad, I'm useless. I can't make money, but it will make you unable to live a good life."

"I would have liked your mother Martha, who was still alive, would have persuaded me."

"Well, my dear Martha, why did you leave me so early?

As he spoke, Memira's father began to sob in a low voice. His bad habit of drinking started from the year when Memira's mother Martha died.

The room was filled with the smell of alcohol that could not be dissipated. Memira's father Laren was like a drunk child, lying on the head of the bed and crying. It was said that men would not cry easily, but they had not reached the sad place.

Memira's father is a scumbag in other aspects, but he truly loves his wife when it comes to his wife.

On the other side of the linen curtain, Memira felt a little uncomfortable. Every time my father finished drinking, he would cry in the middle of the night. At first, she would cry with her father and be sad, but after so long, Memira had already shed her tears.

My father's bad habit of never changing his teachings and his constant alcoholism also disappointed Memira with her father.

Memira thought about how happy it was to live together at the age of six when her mother had not passed away.
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