Chapter 253 The older you grow (4)

Two men in uniform walked over to him, not like entourages or soldiers, but rather like mercenaries or bodyguards. They put handcuffs and shackles on the man with spiked inner circle, sprayed some medicine on the wound, and pulled him away.

The bald man shouted at the two bodyguards: "This monkey has made a lot of money for me. I will give him a pot of bear meat in a while, so the portion should be enough!"

"No problem!" one of the bodyguards replied.

The two bodyguards quickly pulled the man away. Under the illumination of the snow, the man's messy short hair was as red as a ball of fire. I don't know whether it was blood or the color of the hair itself, which made the bald head feel a little dazzling. He thought hard, but couldn't remember the color of the man's hair. In fact, this was not surprising. In this bald head, and in the hearts of most people, he regarded this man as a pure fun-friendly toy like the three violent bears. The bald head shook his head and put aside the problem that jumped in inexplicably.

At this time, a small riot suddenly broke out around the periphery, and several men with a faint murderous aura came around a woman like a pure white rose. They walked very quickly, and the men all had expressionless expressions, and even the expressions in their eyes were a little bit till they were muddy, but those who had been on the battlefield for a long time knew that most of the guys who had killed too many people had only two expressions, one was perverted fanaticism, and the other was murmur like this.

Seeing this group of people coming, even the most rebellious veterans moved their positions and gave up a passage.

In addition to her dry throat, the woman in the middle of the team also wore a dark gray suit, and her straight trousers perfectly set off the length and lines of her legs. However, her outfit and excessive neatness were incompatible with the atmosphere full of gunpowder in the valley. But this was not surprising, no matter where, Persephine had the ability to become the focus of everyone's attention.

Passephenni suddenly exclaimed and turned to look at the crowd on the other side. Her eyes directly ignored countless men who hoped to be the focus, and fell on the man with red hair and handcuffs and chains. The man covered in scars was also surprised and looked up at this woman who was so beautiful that he could imagine. The hatred in her eyes slightly decreased, but she became more surprised and confused.

After watching for a few seconds, Persephine retracted her gaze and said to the entourage beside her: "Who is that man? Tell his master to put on his clothes, don't let him run around naked, and clean him up. I feel uncomfortable seeing this."

After giving the order, Persephine continued to move forward and never looked at the man again. A entourage stayed, but said to the two bodyguards holding the man, "Did you all hear it?", and then followed Persephine away.

The two bodyguards looked at each other. They had just arrived here and were still unclear what the woman was from and how she spoke such a big tone? There were only a few simple laws in this valley, namely, each relying on its strength, freedom of conduct and the recruitment of General Kaplan, the commander of the garrison. These laws themselves were also maintained by General Kaplan's own strength and the elite guards.

At this time, the bald man squeezed out from the crowd behind. Seeing the two bodyguards holding the man in a daze, he immediately looked angry and shouted loudly: "If you don't drag this white-skinned monkey away, why are you still standing there?"

The bald man, the two fierce bodyguards also seemed very afraid and quickly told what had happened just now. The bald man looked puzzled and looked into the valley, but the woman and her entourage had already disappeared deep in the valley.

The bald man frowned and stared at the red-haired man repeatedly, then murmured: "I can't tell that you, the monkey, are actually a woman, it's really strange! But what is that woman? How dare you come and order me? Women, aren't they just riding for men?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the people around him looked strange. Just when he was a little confused, someone behind the bald man suddenly sneered and said, "Bald Nas, it's okay for you to think like this. If you say this, you may not be a man tomorrow."

The bald man was furious and turned around and saw that his anger disappeared without a trace. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Col. Renfell, why are you here too?"

Standing behind Bald Nas was a man who looked less than thirty years old, tall and handsome, with long golden hair flowing down on his shoulders. Even when he was wearing a dedicated combat uniform, when he saw Renfell, he always felt that there was a warm sunshine coming to his face. Only the three inconspicuous dark golden short-handled battle axes on his chest reminded people that the man in front of them was not a small person.

Although this valley is the official garrison of the Dark Dragon Knight and has accumulated a large amount of combat supplies, few people wear the uniforms of the Dragon Knight, all wearing various combat uniforms, equipped with strange weapons and armor. It is undeniable that Renfell is indeed handsome and free, and even a little beautiful. But like the people in the valley, he also has a heavy smell of gunpowder and a killing atmosphere, which is definitely not comparable to those of the children of the aristocratic families in the headquarters building.

Seeing the bald Nas' awkward smile, Renfell snorted, ignored him, and walked quickly towards the center of the valley. Adventurous merchants like bald Nas are essential, just educate them to abide by the rules, there is no need to make a big deal.

At the northern end of the valley, there is a three-story building on the back of the steep mountain wall. The most magnificent building in the valley is the headquarters of Kaplan. There are only a dozen meters of open space around the headquarters, and there are three or two gun guards cruising. Tasks such as beheading and raiding commands in the old era have become jokes under the structure of the Dark Dragon Knight. With the strong strength of the senior officers themselves, the command where the high-level officers gathered can only be said to be suicide.

There was also a drunk guy who used individual ground missiles to bombard the headquarters at close range, but a lieutenant colonel easily volleyed the missile with a pistol. As for Kaplan's legendary defense field that could protect the entire headquarters, no one could feast his eyes.

Those who stayed in this valley for a little longer know that General Kaplan likes quietness, so his command is always quiet, and the officers who are constantly traveling around know that they should let go and speak softly, otherwise it would be the most unwise thing to cause General Kaplan's anger.

But today this convention was completely broken. General Kaplan's roar like a lion echoed from time to time in the headquarters, and Persephine's voice would also sound from time to time. Her voice was like a crisp wind chime, not very loud, but no matter how terrifying Kaplan's roar was, it could not cover up Persephine's momentum. If you listen to Persephine's voice for a long time, you would even feel your eardrums hurt. Only then will people know how terrible it is to turn the men around you into beasts at this moment.
Chapter completed!