Chapter Seven Hundred and Eleven Crying

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"Moreover, how did a little girl who lives in a civilian area get the magic equipment, and then you can torture him well, hehe." The big man in the lead continued with a wicked smile.

Being slammed by the big man like this, the remaining three guys with weak willpower were quickly dragged into the water. After all, they are not good things in essence.

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

"It's just an ordinary girl. She and her family have clean hands and feet. Even the city guards can't find any traces of us."

"My eldest brother finished enjoying that woman, I came second. The last time I was outside the city of Evra, it was Denis, you were too impatient, so that our newly captured 'little white sheep' was killed by you. already."

A few unscrupulous people, under the leadership of their eldest brother, soon forgot their cowardice and the possible consequences. It was not the first time for them to do this kind of thing. With their good skills and strength, they were once outside the city of Evra. It has harmed many travelers and businessmen passing by.

The only difference this time is that the crime scene is in the city of Evra. The city guards are not for dry meals. They only hope that it will not be so unfortunate that there will be guards patrolling here tonight.

The wealth and silk are enough to move people's hearts, not to mention that when they followed the girl, they found that this girl was not bad, and it made these guys with sperm and brains under the impulse, without any scruples.

"Denny, you'll be guarding outside later. I, Capone, Dunbar, and I go in and grab that girl. Remember that the patrol guards will come and call us in time!" The big man instructed his three younger brothers.

Hearing the boss's order, the remaining two younger brothers looked happy. Only the short and stout man named Denis looked depressed. He knew that the reason for the boss's allocation was because he killed a businessman last time. The reason for her daughter, otherwise, even if the game is broken, you can get a decent ransom.

On the surface, they are not bad adventurers, but in reality they are secretly doing things like bandits and robbers.

In fact, in the adventurer circle of Evra City, many people know that the four beasts of the Silver Wolf Fang are willing to do anything for money, and have not been caught for so long. Actual style of action.

"I hope that old guy Drudge didn't lie to me, if I let me take this trip in vain

Risk, the next time I escort him to the Gur Forest, I will abolish him! Jie Jie Jie! "The big man in the lead grinned.

Whether Delage lied to him or not, I don't know yet. The main reason he said this was that he was blindfolded by Delage's wealth, and he was able to take out fifty gold coins and ask them to do things with Silver Wolf Fang. The guy seems to have a lot of money.

It is said that the summoner is very rich, if it were not for the ordinary summoner and the four brothers who could not afford it, or this group of desperadoes would have already started.

Draghi has the strength of an entry-level summoning apprentice, and he may not be able to do it with a low-level attendant alone. If two people go up to fight off some of the old guy's magic, then with his low-level attendant's skills, he may be able to succeed. .

Who will go first then? The head of the big man, Yin Qiqi, glanced at the three little brothers next to him.

In the wooden house, Memilla tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.

From a very young age, Memilla discovered that she had a very unusual premonition. This premonition is sometimes ineffective, and only appears in the moment before something important happens.

The last time I had such a bad feeling was when Memilla's mother died.

The faint warmth of the dagger in her arms calmed Memilla's irritable heart. Through this dagger, Memilla remembered the guest during the daytime today.

The short gray hair, such as the sharp edges and corners cut by the blade, what made Memilla feel strange the most was the pair of eyes that didn't dare make people look directly at her.

Memilla also looked at those eyes for two seconds, and she was dizzy and couldn't watch anymore. She knew that her sisters were not as good as herself, not to mention looking at Locke's eyes, she didn't dare to look in the direction where Locke was sitting. Minute by second.

"What kind of man is that?" Memilla sighed inwardly.

Locke is very mysterious, in addition to his extraordinary performance, there is also the extravagance of his shots and the boldness of drinking.

Memilla didn't like her alcoholic father, but when it came to drinking, Locke drank more than four or five times as much as his father during the day, but this man just made him unable to bear malice.

The dagger in his arms is getting closer and closer, perhaps because of gratitude. After all, Locke has brought her so many benefits today, which will allow her and her father to live in the future.

Son will be better.

"Memilla, haven't you fallen asleep yet?" There was the rude snoring of the old man next to the bed.

Memila's family is very poor, and the house is very small. This room was not earned by his father, but passed down by his ancestors. It should be the product of Memila's great-grandfather.

There is only one bedroom and a kitchen in the house. Memilla's family has slept together since she was a child. Since Memira was eight years old, she knew a little about men and women, so she added a layer of linen between the beds, close to the bed. Dad was sleeping by the window, and Memilla was sleeping inside.

Without answering her father's words, Memilla didn't want to say anything more to this extremely disappointed father. She still needed to fall asleep earlier, and she still had work to do tomorrow.

Memilla didn't answer the father's words, but the father still used the wine to say to himself, "It's really hard for you, my child."

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

"If only your mother Martha was still alive, she would have persuaded me."

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

As he spoke, Memilla's father began to sob in a low voice. His drinking habit also began the year that Memilla's mother, Martha, died.

The room was filled with the lingering smell of alcohol. Memilla's father, Laren, was like a drunk child, lying on the bedside and crying, saying that the man didn't cry easily, but he didn't get to the sad part.

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

On the other side of the linen curtain, Memilla was also a little uncomfortable. Every time Dad finished drinking, he would cry in the middle of the night. At first, she would cry and be sad with Dad, but it took so long. Come here, Memilla has dried her tears.

And her father's persistent habit of drinking heavily made Memilla extremely disappointed in her father.

Memilla remembered how happy the family was when she was six years old, before her mother died.

"Mother" Memilla's eyes dripped with tears, and the tears fell on the light red handle of the knife, and were evaporated by a shimmer of light, leaving only a tiny invisible white smoke.

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