Chapter 347

"Damn it, he's afraid he's crazy!"

A poor man had just pulled out the eardrop worn by the countess, but he didn't use such a skillful technique as a young man. He took off half of the human skin with a knife.

He's a cruel man. Don't mess with him!

"Smelly boy, I was about to have a good time, but you screwed it up!"

The dark skinned tramp was furious. Ignoring the old tailor under the wall, he picked up the young man and waved his fist to the other party's face.

"Bang!"

The young man was beaten to the ground with a pain, but the sharp knife in his hand scratched the other party's arm and left several blood marks!

"You want to die!"

"Hehe, come on!"

The two wrestled with each other, and no one let anyone. They spit rude foul language, mostly greeting each other's female relatives.

Finally, a spear swept across, and the green magic energy exploded, lifting them out.

"What's the noise? Don't bother me. I'm tired of listening."

The wolf cavalry who saved the snow fox drank fiercely. Behind him was an officer with cold temperament.

The four shadow wolves around them fell on the ground, and the tip of their nose trembled. Through the count's close clothes, the wolves looked for the count's trace everywhere.

However, the count's private life was very chaotic. What the wolf family smelled were some clothes with strong body odor. Instead, they found several mistresses who escaped by chance in the crowd. Even a few young girls did not escape the count's clutches.

Suddenly, when the blood crow led the wolves to hunt, his eyes flashed and stared at the old tailor at the corner of the wall.

"Master Maga?"

The blood crow was slightly stunned. He stared at the old tailor and hesitated.

Hearing the speech, the old tailor's thin body wrapped in his coat moved a little, raised his head slightly, his eyes burst out a part of the fog, and looked at the young man in front of him who was ready to let the wolf bite.

Maga:

……

"This is the case. Master Maga once held the post of clothing enchanter in the southern principality. He has a certain position. At the same time, he is also Natasha's uncle."

The blood crow respectfully said to Xiao Han on the main seat and introduced the old tailor who wolfed down and stuffed chicken legs in his mouth. He didn't look weak at all.

"Master... Slow down... No one... Robbed you..."

The young man who was biting the roast lamb leg was vague. He stole a roast chicken leg from the old tailor's table in the dark. The bread he had grabbed earlier was not enough to fill his stomach, let alone being divided more than half in order to take care of the old tailor.

The teachers and disciples were so hungry that they were like Chipmunks. They ate meat and drank a lot. They almost swallowed it several times.

"Hey, hey, why are these Dalits at the same table with us? Why should they eat better than us!"

The surrounding nobles complained, biting black bread and drinking a mouthful of ale. Drunk, they stared at the civilians who ate barbecue, fruits, eggs and poured a glass of wine. They were unbalanced and angry!

"Oh, this is a round table. There is no distinction between high and low in all professions and identities. After all, we advocate equality for all."

Xiao Han, who was drinking iced lemon juice, explained and finally added: "people have a relationship with my subordinates. Naturally, they will have privileges... Don't mind. This is a round table meeting. They are treated equally."

God special round table!

The drunken aristocrat just wanted to burst foul language. The next second, the flame flashed, turned into a handful of ashes and fell on the chair

"Gulu..."

The nobles stirred in their throats, took a breath, and looked in horror at the innocent Xiao Han on the main seat.

What made them more afraid was that a wolf cavalry came in, skillfully swept the ashes and carried the ashes away like garbage.

Poisoned hands, it's really a wave of assembly line arrangement!

"In fact, I'm here to pay New Year's greetings to the Lords of the wasteland. Are you satisfied with the previous fireworks?"

Xiao Han said with a calm look, facing the strange eyes of a group of nobles.

Persecuting the Lord's family and killing thousands of guards?

Raiding cities, intimidating nobles, sweeping supplies and looting wealth?

No, no, he is a little fox who follows the core socialist values. How can he do these angry and resentful things.

Noble: "

Happy new year?

You go to pay New Year's greetings to people, but they are ruined

But you TM don't do anything with people!

"Be quiet and continue to talk about the origin of pig iron in the Principality of Prynne."

On one side, khruf knocked on the table and motioned the nobles to listen to him and continue to provide information.

"Your Highness, master Maga has been persecuted and exiled to the wilderness in recent years. In addition, he has a relationship with Natasha. Why not take master Maga into your pocket and work for your highness."

The blood crow came forward and suggested.

Hearing the speech, Xiao Han couldn't help looking at Zhengda kuadoyi's tailor and apprentice. He ate the food on the table like a whirlwind. He was suspected of eating and drinking, just like a fox.

A tailor who can enchant can make excellent equipment, such as flame cloak, magic cloak, big underpants

According to the blood crow, master Maga is also proficient in forging, such as leather armor, wrist guard, leg guard and other equipment. The high efficiency of making a set of high-quality equipment once a month is a great help to Titan City, which is in urgent need of talents.

Just this, Xiao Han has some heart.

Not to mention, the old tailor's favor column on his head, the "+ 1" jumped up, almost once eating a chicken leg. To tell the truth, he hasn't seen such an easy satisfied person, just like the sand carving urban management led by him.

Therefore, he asked people to kill all the count's chickens and bring plates of roast chicken legs to brush the data.

Offering flowers to Buddha is an old operation.

"Yes, since we have such a relationship with Natasha, master Maga deserves our respect."

Xiao Han nodded slightly and agreed to the blood crow's proposal. Although the other party's state was not very good and the rank was broken, talents were popular everywhere, not to mention the Titan city.

"From today on, master Maga is the chief in our clothing field."

Xiao Han clapped his hands. There was an atmosphere of "universal celebration". Facing the ignorant look of master Maga, he warmly welcomed him, regardless of each other's wishes.

The fox king who ascended the throne needs a wide range of talents. Even if he doesn't agree, he should be tied to the carriage and packed away... Maybe it's a good way to drag it all the way with a rope.

"The principality will send troops to attack Constantine in the coming spring, and plans to include the wasteland in one of the strategic places..."

"In the giant city on the other side, a secret silver vein was excavated. It is of high quality, but it entrenches the power of marquis Celine."

"The Promethean family tried to open up a route to the southern wasteland, but the principality has sent people to intercept and snipe high-level figures."

Under the beating of khrufu, the fox King sat down on one side, and his overbearing and strong attitude made the nobles restrain their arrogance and provide detailed information to each other.

Compared with the country bumpkin lords stationed all the way, the intelligence of the count's territory is clear.

It was a pity for khruf that the count bombed the information about the principality before he fled, and never left them any useful information.

Ironically, most of the information is provided by the count's captured children, which shows how strong the desire for survival is.