Chapter 7 The Glamorous Proprietress (1)

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In a short while, there was no one standing in the tavern except Locke, his subordinates and the slightly sluggish proprietress. At this time, Locke walked slowly to the leading middle-aged man, stepped on his waist and asked, "Who gave you the guts to rob the Faustain King Team?" No, this tavern earned all the money It's all money from the soldiers in the army of the Faustin Kingdom, isn't this the army's money?

"My lord, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore." The middle-aged man was very sensible, covered his bleeding mouth, bent down and whispered to forgive, he didn't dare to explain anything, and this group of fierce Faustain soldiers There's no point to it. Now that he admits his mistake, and this group of people has been taught a lesson by them, it is not easy for Locke to continue to pursue it. Their battalion was under the Baron's management, and the military discipline was very strict. The Baron demanded not to 'excessively' disturb the people. Locke couldn't kill all these people.

"Go away!" Locke kicked the sullen middle-aged man and told him to get out. The middle-aged man took his men away in a panic, and the tavern was instantly quiet again. Looking at the tavern proprietress who was still in a sluggish state, Locke coughed lightly and woke her up.

"Sir, thank you...I, I..." The proprietress woke up suddenly, and quickly thanked at a loss. The brutality of these soldiers just scared her, and she is still in a panic, but she hurriedly thanked them for helping her.

"It's okay." Locke had a good impression of this glamorous proprietress, so he helped her. "Since there's nothing to do, let's go." Locke waved his hand, interrupted her thanks, and began to signal his subordinates. leave. It is almost completely dark now, and the barracks outside the town have been lit with torches. It seems that dinner has already started. I hope to save some for myself and these people, Locke muttered.

The soldiers of Locke's team all walked out of the tavern and walked to the barracks outside the town. Locke walked at the end, and just as he was about to leave the tavern, there was a faint cry behind him. Locke glanced back at this, and the charming proprietress was lying on the front desk of the tavern, sobbing in a low voice. Locke hates women crying the most, especially beautiful women older than him. Locke told his subordinates to go first, turned around and walked back to the bar, patted the proprietress on the shoulder lightly, "Don't cry, tell me anything, I'll help you." Locke reluctantly comforted.

The beautiful proprietress lowered her head and listened, crying even louder, lying on the bar sobbing. Locke was helpless. He had a way to deal with the enemy, especially the gangsters, but when it came to women, Locke had nothing to do. Although he is not a first-time brother, he does not know how to comfort women. Can you expect a young man who has been living in the military camp since he was an adult to comfort a crying mature woman?

Their subordinates are getting farther and farther, and they are almost invisible. These guys are walking so fast, it is obvious that they have bad intentions. They seem that after the hero saves the beauty, it is the time for the two to sublimate their feelings. So, these guys threw their boss in the tavern very dishonestly. Locke was very embarrassed at this time. There was no way to deal with this mature woman who ignored him and just buried her head and cried. Let's go, it's not suitable, people are still crying, don't go, what is it that you are a big man here watching a woman cry? matter. I don't know what I've done to think that I've done something wrong. Although Locke is not a good person, he has never done anything like robbing civilian women.

Time passed slowly, and the cry of the proprietress also slowly stopped, but she would sob occasionally. She secretly glanced at the man who couldn't comfort herself, but just sat there with a stiff face for a long time, and couldn't help laughing. It was only at this time that she discovered that the officer of the Faustin Kingdom was actually a young man younger than herself. Locke's calm and ruthless appearance was actually wrapped in a slightly youthful essence.

Locke was also broken by this laughter, which was different from the formulaic smile of the proprietress when checking out the wine. This somewhat playful and cute smile shocked Locke's heart. The glamorous proprietress Xia Qian also felt Locke's change. She blushed and lowered her head to say "Thank you" to Locke again.

"Well, it's alright." Locke didn't say goodbye. He wasn't in a hurry to leave now. It was estimated that there would be no dinner in the camp. As for checking in at night, he is not afraid of the team leader alone, and has his own help. He can't say what his attitude towards this lady boss is now. Anyway, his intuition tells him that he can't leave now. The two stared at each other like that.

Just when the two of them opened their eyes wider than the other, Locke first showed an inexplicable smile. The glamorous proprietress Xia Qian was confused by Locke's inexplicable smile. She followed Locke's gaze to the side of the bar, where a few plain-colored women's underwear and clothes were scattered. "Yeah!" Xia Qian screamed and rushed towards the pile of clothes with a blushing face, blocking Locke with her upper body to prevent him from continuing to watch.

Locke rubbed his ears, which were shaken by Xia Qian's scream, and smiled at Xia Qian, "Don't block it, I've seen it anyway, and..." Locke was about to say something when suddenly he saw Mei Yan The proprietress was lying on the bar at this time, although she pressed her clothes with her body, but her slightly loose clothes obviously couldn't hold down her plump body, and there was a spring light on her chest, so shocked that Locke forgot what he was going to say. "It's so big."

Xia Qian obviously found something, and screamed again, and hurriedly covered the clothes in her hands against her chest, but this exposed her hot underwear to Locke's eyes again. This shrewd proprietress is like a frightened rabbit at this time, trying to block herself and hiding her clothes, which is very cute.

After a while of tossing around, the glamorous proprietress Xia Qian finally put away her scattered clothes and tightly clutched her chest. Please, you are not lying on your stomach anymore, even if you don't cover me, I can't see clearly, Locke complained in his heart. "Since there's nothing wrong, and

It's late, so I'll go back to camp. " Locke glanced at the glamorous proprietress and said, he really didn't know what else he could do here.

"Well... well, thank you, sir..." Before the boss's words were finished, "Gu..." A stomach growl came from Locke, and Locke was extremely embarrassed. "Sir, you haven't had dinner yet, or... why don't you have dinner with me tonight?" Xia Qian looked at Locke's embarrassed expression, and her nervousness eased a lot. The shrewd proprietress came back, she Immediately invited Locke to eat with her, she felt like she wanted to hold this thigh tightly, which was also to thank Locke for her help today.

"Then... well, just do whatever you want." Locke thought that he would have nothing to eat when he went back, so he probably could only eat oatmeal or brown bread, so he might as well eat here first. It was not polite for him to ask the proprietress to do something casual, but he knew the current situation of the civilians who had been captured by them in the Kingdom of Charlo. Seeing that she was blackmailed by these local gangsters today, it is estimated that life will not be much better.

"Well, okay, I'll do it for you now." Xia Qian walked out of the bar first, walked to the entrance of the tavern, pushed a wooden board on the side of the entrance of the tavern, and blocked the entrance of the tavern, which was considered to be closed. Then he twisted his butt and walked to the back kitchen of the tavern to cook for Locke. Locke observed that when the glamorous proprietress closed the door, there was always a flush on her face, like a beautiful mature woman who was about to cheat, very attractive. It is indeed a mature woman, but it is not for an affair, Locke thought.

Watching the proprietress Shi Shiran walk to the back kitchen, Locke stopped sitting. He helped the proprietress pick up the copper dels that had been spilled one by one, and repackaged them in the original package. It was already dark and there was no lighting. Utensils, this is also one of the reasons why the proprietress only put away the clothes and did not pick up the money. Locke could only pick it up with a pair of night eyes he had trained over the years.

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