Chapter 267 The Rise of the Primarch: Marshal's Holiday

The cheering crowd was noisy on the pedestrian street. This pedestrian street usually has people coming and going, bustling and noisy, but it is even more so today. People are crowded close to each other on one side of the pedestrian street, their cheers are Echoing among the high-rise buildings, the bursts of shouting made the red-haired waitress' ears hurt at a close range.

She was walking on the road outside the shop with a tray and a cup of coffee on it. Suddenly, a group of young people ran past her. These local young people from Macragge rushed past her with shouts. , one of the leaders accidentally hit her elbow with his arm.

The red-haired girl was knocked off balance, and she staggered to the side. She watched the tray in her hand slide to one side, and the coffee cup was about to hit the ground.

But the silver tray was caught in mid-air. The silver tray lay flat in the air steadily, and not a drop of coffee spilled from the small coffee cup on it. And not only the coffee, she was also hugged. waist to avoid falling.

The red-haired girl looked at the man next to her in surprise. He was holding the plate with one hand and holding the girl with the other, bending his knees slightly and hugging her like a ballerina dancing together. The man smiled and gently helped her up.

"You have to be careful. It would be a pity if such a beautiful face gets broken." He smiled generously, and the girl smiled gratefully and was helped up by him. The red-haired girl looked at the man beside her, He is very handsome, handsome in every sense of the word. Not only is he handsome, but he also has an attractive temperament that is hard to ignore.

The girl looked at the face wearing single-sided sunglasses, which were aviator sunglasses. The smooth surface was completely reflective and the eyes underneath could not be seen. The mirror-like surface reflected the girl's own face, which made him look like A bit more mysterious.

The girl smiled shyly, and the man smiled and took down the coffee on the tray. He returned the silver tray to the red-haired girl in a gentlemanly manner, "I think this is the coffee I ordered. Thank you for bringing it over." , these. Yes, I am a little grateful."

The man generously placed a few bills of large denominations on the tray. The girl shyly took the tray and watched the man turn around and walk to the outdoor seats on the roadside. She hesitated for a while and finally spoke very shyly.

"Then what, sir, can you tell me your name?" the girl's young voice asked from behind. The man sat under the umbrella on the roadside and took a sip of delicious coffee. He raised his sunglasses. He looked at the girl with a smile through his blocked eyes. The man put one hand on the back of the chair and smiled very coolly.

"Vito Constantine." After the man said it, the girl was stunned for a moment and felt confused, but she still had a shy smile on her face. "I heard that the Supreme Marshal is also called Vito Constantine."

"Maybe I am the marshal himself?" Vito smiled and raised his glass in greeting. The girl turned her head and smiled shyly. When she shook her head, her fiery red ponytail swayed, "You really know how to joke, Supreme How could the marshal come to our little place? How could I be so lucky?"

Vito smiled and pulled down his sunglasses slightly, his black eyes looking at the girl a few steps away with a charming smile that hit her heart, "Maybe you are so lucky?"

Constantine looked at the girl with rosy cheeks and smiled with satisfaction. He put on his sunglasses and toasted to her, "It's time for you to go back. I think you will be busy without your partner."

The girl was startled, looked in the direction of the shop and left quickly. Before she opened the small door of the shop and entered, she turned to look at Vito and smiled. Vito also smiled and raised a glass to her. He watched the girl return to the shop. Only then began to enjoy this pleasant moment.

Vito sat under the awning fan on the roadside and picked up a cup of coffee. He looked at the circle with white milk foam floating in it. Ripples appeared in the cup due to the sudden tremor, and the circle in the cup was also affected by this. Dispersed.

Constantine snorted softly, and turned to look at the magnificent Titan walking across the street. The tall body of the Apocalypse Titan blocked the sun and cast a huge shadow on the street. The light on Vito's sunglasses was dim. Also covered by it, he sat under the visor and looked at the Titan moving in front of him.

The crowd on the roadside burst into excited shouts. It seemed that the super giant robot that the old bastard loved so much, as well as other ridiculously large creations, were still so loved and awed by people. He told Vito at that time that humans would instinctively Be in awe of those who are taller and taller than yourself.

Vito thought he was a fool at the time, and he thinks he is a fool now, but what this old fool said was not wrong. People in the Empire would still instinctively surrender to those burly things, the Astartes, the Primarchs and the Titans. This is true.

Vito snorted and took a sip of coffee. He had no special interest in these big guys. He was not a motor oil guy. He had an unusual passion for machinery and motor oil. He preferred people, especially beautiful women. Vito drank his coffee and looked at the store. He looked at the red-haired girl who was busy inside, and the latter looked at him subconsciously, and they both looked at each other and smiled.

Vito looked at her and nodded slightly. Vito liked red-haired girls. Well, there was more than one hair color. Vito liked red-haired, black-haired and silver-haired girls. These colors all had a special effect on Vito. It was a unique attraction, and he couldn't explain the reason himself. It was probably the same as that old bastard who liked shiny things.

He drank coffee and savored the sweet taste. The delicious feeling reminded him of the girls he had met, and of course, their iconic hair colors.

Among the red-haired ones, Vito only knew Anna, but she was Cole's girl, so Vito tolerated it with the attitude of a friend's wife. As for the black-haired ones, Celestine had black hair. Although she cut her hair short, Vito didn't know whether she would be angry from time to time. Vito liked her long hair style before.

Among the silver-haired ones, Lilith was the most unforgettable. Although many combat nuns had silver hair, Vito had also communicated with some of them. Ahem, Lilith's silver hair was the most representative. That starlight silver hair always reminded Vito of it.

Hey, wait, is Celestine angry with me because I slept with her sister?

Vito pondered this question meaningfully. He took a sip of coffee. When he raised his head again, he saw one of his favorite hair colors, silver hair. The snow-white silver hair sat down in front of him.

The girl sat in front of him. She sat on the other side of the small round table and crossed her legs to look at the big mecha on the side. "It's a big guy, isn't it? It's really interesting. I've always wondered why people would succumb to such things."

Vito looked at the woman in front of him with his eyes behind his sunglasses. His other hand quietly slid down the table and grabbed the pistol at his waist. The trigger of the explosive pistol hidden under the black windbreaker slipped into his finger.

The silver-haired girl seemed to notice this, but she didn't get angry. She just smiled and stood up. She walked past Vito and gently scratched Vito's chest with her fingers. The numb touch point feeling like Lilith made Vito tremble all over.

"Come on, she's waiting for you." Silver-haired Theresa leaned down beside Vito, whispering softly in Vito's ear. Vito turned to look at her, and her long silver hair had already blended into the crowd.

Vito stood up almost immediately, and was stunned again after he stood up. He looked at the coffee in his hand and then at the red-haired girl in the coffee shop and smiled helplessly, "Damn, I like her hair, but... Damn."

Vito drank the coffee in the cup in one gulp, put down the small coffee cup and chased after her. He was wearing a long black windbreaker and walking in the crowd. His hands were gently swinging on both sides of the windbreaker, and the grenade gun was also looming under the hem.

He followed Theresa closely, and Vito got through the crowd. His eyes passed over heads and shoulders, looking at the girl who turned her head slightly in the distance and winked at him teasingly. She turned her head and blocked her with a passing man.

Vito walked forward quickly, pushing aside the tourists blocking his way and hurriedly following her pace. After Vito got out of the crowd, he saw her walk into a small house on the roadside.

Vito looked up at the shop on the roadside that was closed. There was a sign hanging at the door of the shop indicating that it was not open, but obviously, the girl knew how to get in. Vito dared to say that he could get in too. He then strode to the door of the shop and turned the doorknob. Sure enough, the door was not locked.

Vito opened the door and looked behind him. His eyes scanned the street back and forth. After making sure that no one was following him, he pushed the door and entered the shop. His silver studded boots stepped into the shadow of the shop, and Constantine stepped sideways into the door. He crossed the grenade gun and entered the dim shop.