Chapter 137 Marrying a Girl

Rodney listened and smiled slightly: "Okay, what do you want?"

"Combat skills."

"Combat skills?" Rodney was a little surprised: "What do you want combat skills for? It's not good to learn too much of those things. A powerful adventurer like you should know this."

"You're worrying too much," I said, "I don't have any combat skills until now."

"No combat skills?" Rodney's expression looked like he had swallowed a toad, with his mouth open and his head stretched out, with a complex expression on his face: "Don't tease me. How can someone with no combat skills compete head-on?" Uncle Harold took so long!”

I sighed, took out a data sheet from my arms, which was the result of my previous test, and handed it over.

Rodney looked at me hesitantly. It wasn't until I nodded that he took it hesitantly, unfolded it, and took a look. For a moment, his eyes widened and he was speechless for a long time.

Finally, after about half a minute of silence, he raised his head dully and said, "What is this?"

"Huh?" I raised my eyebrows, not understanding what he meant. I took the sheet and looked at it, and my eyeballs almost flew out: Welcome to XXX Adult Center!

In the middle of the sheet, a naked woman with a spring-colored face was staring at me with seductive eyes. Her seductive figure was twisted into a bold pose, teasingly. 】Follow your inner bottom line.

Ah?

I was wrong!

This is an advertisement leaflet distributed by the red light districts on both sides of the commercial street! ! !

"Uh, sorry, sorry, I took the wrong thing." I apologized to the stunned Rodney, reached into my arms, and took out a piece of paper of the same size.

"Really, I was shocked." Rodney gave me a look that said, "I know you." He took the sheet and said, "Man, who doesn't have a special situation? I understand, I."

The moment he opened the sheet, he froze again, and the second half of the sentence was swallowed back into his stomach like a lizard's tail. Not only that, his hands couldn't help shaking, and they kept shaking.

Ah?

Have I made a mistake again?

I quietly stood up and reached over, wanting to see if I had made a mistake again.

Suddenly, Rodney seemed to be possessed. He jumped up from his chair and stared at me.

"What?" I scratched my head and said uneasily, "Do you think I made a mistake again? Or"

Before I could finish my words, this guy jumped up and knelt down in front of me. His small eyes shone with a moving light, like two bright magic lamps.

I was in a panic, and before I could react, he suddenly grabbed my hands and said seriously: "Brother-in-law, please marry my sister!"

"Marry your uncle!" I kicked him out.

"Do you like my uncle?" Rodney drew an arc in mid-air, but still couldn't control his mouth: "I can help you convince him!"

Then, with a thud, he fell to the ground.

"I like woolen yarn!" I frowned and said domineeringly: "Are you suffering from a schizophrenia? Or have you had a personality mutation? What kind of madness are you?"

Rodney got up from the ground in a fit of excitement and said seriously: "I'm not crazy. Really, brother-in-law, you have to believe your brother-in-law."

"Brother-in-law, you are a big-headed idiot!" I was a little unhappy: "I have already told you that I have three fiancées at home, and I am not interested in your sister. If you want to help your sister choose a mate, who can you find? Whoever goes there has nothing to do with me!"

"Uh" Rodney also felt his gaffe at this time, tugged at the corner of his clothes, sat back in the chair, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was a little gaffe just now. I didn't expect that you have reached level six. What’s more, I didn’t expect that you, at level 6, could stay with Uncle Harold for so long. You are worthy of being the man who destroyed the guild! I appreciate it, I admire you!”

"Please, isn't Level 6 normal?" I said disdainfully, "It's not a high level."

"But you are probably the only one in the entire Airy City who can reach Level 6 with Uncle Harold." Rodney's expression looked very excited.

"You don't have a fever, do you?"

"I'm not sick, and I'm not joking," Rodney said seriously: "Don't you know? Uncle Harold is a tenth-level warrior! And it is said that it won't take long before he will be promoted to the eleventh level!"

As he said this, Rodney's eyes sparkled: "Do you still think you are ordinary now?"

I was stunned for a while, and suddenly let out a frustrated breath: "I thought it was something exciting, but it turned out to be this."

I curled my lips and said disdainfully: "Is it difficult to jump to a higher level challenge? Well, it is indeed difficult to jump to a higher level challenge of Harold's level."

"If I hadn't seen your numerical value and level so high, I would have thought you were a new adventurer without common sense!" Rodney's expression was serious, really serious, and even completely gone from his usual cheerfulness. That kind of seriousness, in short, is a very serious kind of seriousness.

"You think skipping challenges is easy, but do you know that many adventurers have died on the road to skipping challenges!" Rodney said seriously: "Leaping challenges, even if they are only one level, contain endless unknowns. And there are unknown crises. Any mistake on this road will most likely lead to irreversible consequences. Many people will regret it for the rest of their lives because of this!"

"However, you actually said that this road is not difficult, you... you, you, you..." Rodney's expression was extremely angry, and he wanted to turn all the dissatisfaction around him into flames and burn me to charcoal.

There are three black lines hanging on his forehead, and two big muscles appear on his forehead. I can no longer tolerate his stupid behavior that is almost secondary.

"Two [pussy]." I said expressionlessly, turned sideways and walked out the door.

Whoosh~

An inexplicable cool breeze blew by, and except for the sound of my footsteps, the whole room fell silent.

three seconds later

Rodney, this idiot, held my thigh tightly with both hands, with a sad and crying look on his face: "Brother, don't leave, tell me what you have to say, and I will never do anything wrong again!"

I was extremely unhappy: "Let me go. If you don't let me go, I'll call you!"

"I won't let you go. Just shout. No one will open the door even if your throat is broken!" Rodney looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"Holy shit, how did I know a guy like you!" I shouted hoarsely, "Let me go, or I'll blow your ass off!"

"I won't let go, even if you burst my anus, I won't let go." Suddenly, Rodney stopped twisting, raised his head and asked me, "Where is the anus?"

I nuzzled towards his ass.

For a moment, Rodney's face turned dark, and he said tremblingly: "Well, don't blow her anus, okay? Otherwise, I'll discuss it with my sister, you blow hers, and we can get a kiss by the way. Okay?"

Damn, this girl-marrying maniac!