This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 128

At this moment, from the beginning to the present, all the pictures and conversations between the two people flashed one after another in the heart of the old marquis.

His vicissitudes of life turned from black to white, from white to red, then from red to purple, and finally began to twitch wildly at a strange frequency.

"You... looking for me... want soldiers?"

William looked at the messy old marquis silently, and probably figured out the truth. After recalling the cross-server chat between the two, he finally grasped the logic of the old man.

How much (granddaughter) do you want?

As many as you want.

No, up to six.

I don't prostitute for free, I can give money.

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So, what do I want your granddaughter to do? And you actually gave it?

William really wants to ask now, what kind of image does the Vankin family have in the heart of the old marquis? A local ruffian bully who bullies a good girl?

If the old marquis knew about William's question, he would definitely be sad, and then he would break his neck like crazy nodded.

It's more than a ruffian bully, you've done all the hard robbing things at your house. As soon as the matter is settled here, you come to the door and ask for someone. Considering your fine tradition of fucking, can I not want to be crooked? !

The old marquis, who was incapacitated in the evening, let out a long sigh, covered his face and said weakly, "Go find as many people as you want, it's all yours. old man...old man is not feeling well today, so I won't. I'll entertain you..."

After he finished speaking, he staggered out of the tent surrounded by clansman, the hunched silhouette of the old marquis kept swaying in the sunset, looking far away. Actually has several points of inexplicable sadness.

What's the matter...

William pouted silently, then as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and said to Avril, who was bewildered, "Queen Your Majesty. Majesty, I'm taking a few days off!"

Huh?

Avril's expression is even more dazed, what can you do when you ask for leave?

Do you want to go home and have a look? But the capital has fallen long ago, and now the people from the Farrell family are in control of the capital.

Aren't you afraid of being caught by that woman when you go back?

Or... visiting family and friends? But where do you have friends and relatives? The Vankin family threatened to cut ties with you before, and the rest of the acquaintances are in the capital, is it possible that you are going to the prairie to find Hans? But in just a few days, you can't even fly.

Queen Your Majesty thought about it, but still couldn't understand the meaning of William's leave, so blunt asked:

"William, what do you want to do with the leave?"

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“Eh…”

William is also in trouble, so he can’t tell the truth. Are you going to bomb the Church of Eros? As if Hans was possessed, he reached out and scratched his head.

"The world is so big, I want to see it?"

...

"It's so big!"

Far away Hans on the prairie sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Although I've watched it many times, I still think it's so big!"

Pomona, who was wearing tight-fitting clothes, turned back to laughed at him, proudly saying: "That's Of course, Falan can't see such an endless grassland."

Hans hastily nodded that the grassland is indeed very large.

Pomona smiled and said seductively: "Do you like it? How about you, do you want to marry us on the grassland? I came back with so much food this time, maybe the whole tribe will serve me as the master , then you will be the man of the Prairie Queen!"

Hans shook the head with a beard on his face for some reason. "Forget it, I'm from Falan after all. It's nice here, but it's not my home after all, eh? What are you doing with your head turned back?"

Pomona glanced out of the corner of her eye. Glancing at Hans' smooth jaw, he said, "It's nothing...just...how long will it take for your beard to grow back?"

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On departure Not long after that, Hans brutally shaved his beard on a dark and windy night, and even trimmed his overly thick eyebrows, revealing the energetic face of a seventeen-year-old boy.

As if was struck by lightning, Pomona finally believed that Hans was only seventeen years old after seeing his true face, but she was not as happy as Hans thought, but the whole person All withered.

Not only did I get more ruthless when I asked Hans to discuss during the day, but even the frequency of going to Hans at night was much lower. Later, I sternly stopped Hans from continuing to shave, like a baby. He seemed to care for the new stubble that grew on his face.

However, I don't know what's wrong. The stubble just popped up, and there was no sound.

Maybe the cold wind on the prairie was too harsh, Hans' pores started to hibernate like a bear in winter, and it has been two full months now, and Hans' face still has nothing. Variation, the chin is light enough for flies to skate on it.

Pomona turned her head away and couldn't bear to look at the face that broke her heart, like a man who brought a girlfriend who had overweight 200 pounds home for New Year's greetings. own family explained.

Hans didn't know the various thoughts in Pomona's mind. After he reached out and stroked his hairy stubble, he said strangely:

"I don't know either, I grew up very fast before, but I didn't shave for a month and my face was covered. I don't know what happened this time. It's been more than two months and it hasn't grown at all. Could it be... the wind is blowing too much? Got it?"

Hans turned his inquiring eyes to Pomona, and her handsome face turned out to be "ordinary".

speak frankly, the shaved bearded cousin has become handsome and compelling, with six points similar to William's facial features. The top two sharp sword eyebrows flew diagonally into the temples, and under the long and slightly curled eyelashes were a pair of ebony-like dark eyes.

Although his eyes are not as deep and sharp as William's, they are clear and charismatic. The contours of the face can't be called impeccable, but also angular.

In addition to the skin is not delicate enough and the complexion is slightly dark, it can be described as handsome and extraordinary. Before leaving Falan, I don't know how many girls became the black moonlight in the hearts.

However, Pomona still had tears in her eyes and didn't dare to look at this face. If she could, she wanted to cry out loud.

After being away from home for so many years, I finally found someone in Falan who was full of pussies. As a result, the mature and heroic middle-aged man turned into a black-skinned handsome boy overnight. This...how should I explain this to my family?

Hans was unaware of his "slump in appearance", and even took the initiative to ride around in front of Pomona, showing off his face on purpose.

He looked in the mirror a lot after shaving his beard and was quite satisfied with his new "beauty".

Mother mother was sighing all the time, complaining that she failed to inherit her beauty. Now it seems that she has inherited a lot. Aiya she must be sorry to praise me, mother mother is really a subtle good What about women.

Pomona looked at Hans's "unremarkable" face, and couldn't help but feel sadness. Father, wouldn't she be directly mad when she saw that I brought such a person back?

Looking at the grain team behind her who couldn't see the end, Pomona calmed down and forcibly comforted herself: "No, no, no, I brought back so much grain, father's. The body and bones have always been very healthy, so they should be able to hold on... right?

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"You are the new man my daughter found?" The old man's face was full of collapse, which simply exhibited one's feelings in one's speech.

Hans grinned and stared at the bear in front of him in shock, no... an old man in a bearskin coat. Is the person standing in front of him really a person and not a bear with a human face?

Hans' figure is the tallest among Falan people, but Pomona's old father seems to be too strong, and has transformed from majestic to "bear strong" level, tall The sturdy Hans was more than two heads shorter in front of him, looking like a dwarf.

"father...he's Hans."

Pomona, who has always been sturdy and stubborn, was as good as a deer this time, secretly tugging at some sluggish people. Hans.

"Ah...oh, yes, I'm Hans."

The old man like a bear walked over quickly, leaving a finger deep where he stepped. footprint.

Hans' eyes were drawn to the strange set of footprints, which were deep but small, and looked similar to those of a woman. This man who is stronger than a bear actually has a pair of delicate feet. No, it may not be accurate to say that. His feet are not particularly small, but they are only slightly smaller than ordinary adult males, and they are still much larger than women's feet. of.

However, these feet are especially weird when coupled with his sturdy body that is comparable to that of an adult bear. It's like a top-heavy inflatable man, and it's discordant no matter how you look at it.

After finding out that this "new son-in-law" had been staring at his little feet, the old man was a little unhappy.

He looked at Hans and found that although he looked a little old-fashioned, he definitely didn't look more than twenty years old, and his face was black and black, except for his chin. There is no stubble, and I feel even more disgusted.

The old man was a little unhappy and said: "Nana, why did you find such a tender little devil, how old is he this year? Why is his hairs not even grown yet, is he an adult?"

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Finding that the father's first impression of Hans was not very good, Pomona couldn't help but complain in her heart. Who knows what happened to him and shaved off his handsome beard. How should I explain it now? ?

Seeing what Hans wanted to say, Pomona quickly grabbed him, opened the mouth and said: "father, Hans is thirty-five! It's just that their family was born with a baby face, so long It must look a little tender."

"Oh..." the old man nodded.

"That's it, how old is he now? Can he beat you?"

Then you've asked the right person! Hearing the question, Hans raised his head happily.

After fighting Gilbert for a while, he's on the verge of making the cut. After discussing with Pomona day and night for nearly 3 months, I finally succeeded in taking the final step, successfully advancing from the Second Rank [Iron Wall Knight] to the third rank [Giant Shield Guard], a seventeen-year-old third rank professional , Wherever it is placed, it is a well-known genius.

"It's third rank, the battle strength is about the same as mine... too much, maybe ten minutes with me?"

After listening to Pomona's answer, Hans was suddenly discouraged, and an excited face stepped down.

Pomona is one step closer to the fourth rank, and Battlemaster specializes in such a cumbersome profession. It is not bad to be able to withstand five minutes under one-sided beatings. Ten minutes is an exaggeration. Not a lot.

The old man's face also collapsed.

It stands to reason that my daughter sacrificed herself for the tribe and went to Falan to endure for so many years. She finally came back. She shouldn't have slapped her face, but...what is this thing she brought back?

Looking at Hans's handsome face, but not at all rough with roughness, and his chin that was seriously lacking in masculinity (Hu) and Gai (Zi), the old man closed his eyes and took a deep breath, Resisting the urge to drive people out, he boasted dryly.

"It's...not bad."

"father!"

Looking at the old man who pretended to be relieved for fear of being sad, he remembered again After all these years of suffering alone, Pomona couldn't help but burst into tears.

I finally returned to my hometown and met my father who loves me!

Excited, she swooped over, like a doe rushing into the bear's arms, hugging the old man's waist and crying bitterly.

However, the old man seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of the pounce. The neck, which was thicker than a tree stump, slammed into a stalk, staring wide-eyed angrily at Hans.

"He bullied you?"

A wild imposing manner flourished, Hans only felt that he had seen a real beast, as if the next moment was about to pounce. Come and tear yourself apart.

"No no."

Pomona wiped away her tears and said with a tearful smile: "I just haven't been home for a long time, I'm a little too happy, and Hans he If you can't beat me again, how can you bully me?"

The old man glared at Hans angrily, leaned into Pomona's ear and whispered:

"You pick this The man is too bad, so he looks soft. If he is not good, there are still many good young men in the clan, I will bring them over tomorrow, you can choose whatever you want!"

Although it is "quietly" Yes, but this old bear-like man doesn't seem to have any hidden innate talent at all, and the voice is not much different from someone else's neck roaring. Hans listened to these whispers without a word.

"you dare!"

He finally couldn't hold back any longer, and stabbed his neck to meet the fierce gaze of the old man.

"How much I beat you as much as you bring it over! Say all this bullshit believing or not I beat you with me?"

"Hans!" Pomona was a little flustered at first, then without the He punched the old man with a slightest hesitation in the face. "Father! What nonsense are you talking about! Hans is very strong!"

The old man stretched out a pair of small hands, rubbed his flushed face, and said happily to Pomona: "Not bad, good, leave After so many years at home, I thought you were going to step back, didn't expect to be more energetic than before!"

Then he let go of Pomona, looking towards him in an imposing manner savagely. Hans.

"It's tougher than I thought, but you want to beat me up? I want to see what ability you have!"