The little widow was dressed in a coquettish manner and was carrying a dining basket. She didn't look like a serious businessman at all.

At this time, her pear blossoms are raining, and her weak temperament, which is more delicate than flowers, will definitely arouse the desire for protection of most men.

When walking in society, those old fried dough sticks have long been hiding as far as they encounter such things. Many farmers also lead donkey carts to make way and are unwilling to deal with such things.

The little widow's pretty face was covered with tears, and a little helplessness was wrapped in her trembling voice: "What are you doing?! I don't know you, help me!"

The little widow's cry for help, coupled with the situation of the two people at this time, it is easy to remind people of the word "black man".

As she struggled hard, the little widow's thin clothes could not withstand the test at all, and immediately revealed a large area of ​​snow-whiteness and plumpness.

"Help! I don't know this person! Who will save me?!!"

The helpless cry and struggle immediately attracted many people around him to look at him.

"stop!!"

A roar filled with air exploded in the crowd.

A young man dressed in hunter walked out of the crowd with big strides.

This person is tall and has a positive face. There is a hint of righteousness between his eyebrows, and he walks with great power.

Seeing this tall hunter stopping it, the little widow found her backbone, ignored the exposing, broke away from the rough man and threw herself into the young man's arms: "Save me! I don't know him, I really don't know him!"

The young man only wanted to drink, but when he was hugged by this soft body, he suddenly felt a little passion: "Don't worry! I will protect you!" The young man pulled the little widow away slightly, his face flushed a little, but he still stood firmly in front of her.

Seeing this, the rough man was furious: "You bitch, this is your mistress, right?!" The rough man didn't look at the young man at all, stretched out his big hand and grabbed the little widow directly.

The young man was warm and soft in his arms, and had long been blinded by the passion. He immediately grabbed the man's wrist and shouted, "What are you doing? Do you want to steal someone?"

The little widow hid behind the young man, with a delicate and helpless look on her face: "Woooo, I really don't know him!!"

During the push, the rough man was pushed to the ground by a young hunter.

It doesn't matter if the rough man fell to the ground. He just called out the little widow who didn't know him, and he suddenly became furious: "Oh, Peak, what's wrong with you?" He held his man with a heartache. The delicate and helpless face on the little widow disappeared without a trace like Xue Rong: "What are you doing? How to hit someone?!!" His voice was sharp, like a wild cat with a tail stepped on!

The young hunter was stunned, opened his mouth wide, and his eyes widened: "Don't you... don't you... don't you know him?"

The little widow curled her lips and rolled her eyes: "What's wrong? Can't the couple quarrel? Do you care?"

With a dull look on his face, the young man's righteous spirit was like a balloon poked, and it suddenly faded: "Then you... why are you... me..." The young man seemed to have eaten coptis chinensis, his mouth was bitter, and his eyes were a little more astringent.

Sure enough, before the young man could continue talking nonsense, the little widow stood up, grabbed the young man's arm tightly, and cried out loudly: "Oh, I've hit someone, I've hit someone!!"

As soon as she shouted, everyone retreated dozens of meters again, fearing that they would be robbed by this "scattered".

The young man also fully understood at this time that the two of them were just lying together. As for the price, he immediately knew...

The patrol team is coming, with bright armor and energetic. The standard black armor makes them look powerful. The horses and beasts under their crotch are even more powerful and full of legal dignity.

After a brief investigation, the other party took out a marriage contract, and the young man was fined five silver tale as compensation.

You know, an ordinary family of three can only consume seven or eight silver tale per month. Such a punishment is enough for young people to struggle in the old forests in the mountains for more than half a month.

The young man was speechless by the little widow and the rough man, so he could only accept punishment. However, he only had three silver tale and five or six copper coins on his body, so the money was not enough.

The little widow twisted her waist and walked up to the young man slowly. The meanness in her eyes was about to burn the young man's face: "No money? If you don't have money, why are you a big-tail wolf?!"

The little widow had a very beautiful pink little mouth, but the dirty words that spit out from this mouth at this time even the vulgar peasant women were blushing with shame. Not to mention this passionate young hunter, he was almost swearing to death.

Next to it is a patrol team with indifferent eyes. On the other side is a proof of marriage contract and a distorted correction. The young man's face turned red, his breathing was rapid, and his whole body was trembling, but he couldn't do it.

"I can use this to pay off the debt, right?" The young man frowned and was silent for a while, and finally took out a sheathed sword.

Rick stood in the crowd, his eyes flashed over the dagger, nothing surprising. He pulled the reins, and there was no fun to watch. Rick rolled over and was ready to leave.

"Clang~!"

A sound of drawing a sword came, and Rick stopped suddenly and looked at the short sword incredibly: "How is this... possible?" Rick dismounted, quickly squeezed away the crowd, closed his eyes and sensed.

That's right, there was an abyss breath on the short sword. Although it was very thin, Rick had been promoted to the first level at this time and would not perceive the error.

But just now, Rick didn't feel the slightest abyss, so there was definitely something strange about it.

However, no matter what, Rick decided to get the dagger first.

"I want this dagger!!"

It was not Rick who called out, but came from a low-key and luxurious carriage next to him.

A man who looked like a middle-aged butler lifted up the sand-blocking cloth and walked down gracefully.

A black crebus dress with a long-sleeved shirt that is whiter than flour. An elegant rose flower is embroidered with a pair of carefully carved beards. When you stand there, you will be a qualified butler full of gentlemanly demeanor.

As the butler of the horoscope walked off the carriage, the crowds around him were hiding from this elegant and wise butler as if they had seen a plague.

"Rust Rose!"

This is the oldest and most profound business family in Mont Copper City.

They started their careers with the iron smelting industry and participated in the site selection and construction of Monte Copper City. They have maintained a good marriage relationship with the city lords of all generations.

At least half of the most prosperous and spacious Liguang Avenue belongs to the Rust Rose family. In Monte Copper City, it is a heavyweight force that stomps and shakes his feet.

Even the farmers who came to the city to sell food knew this rose with rust, not to mention the patrol captain who showed a dog-legged smile at this time.
Chapter completed!