"I can't believe that he is so fierce..."

"Don't look! Don't look! If you see him, he will follow your eyes and eat you!"

"Ah, he's here, he's here, he's here, hide!"

Zhuang Buyuan felt a little puzzled.

He could feel a lot of eyes gathered behind him.

But he turned his head and saw that the guards were looking straight and there was no one else around.

"Strange..." Zhuang Buyuan grabbed his head, then took a few steps forward enthusiastically, grabbed the city lord's hand, and said, "Sorry, come here without disturbing me."

"No, no, no, no...no...no..." The city lord's hand that was held by Zhuang Buyuan was shaking like a sieve.

As the saying goes, the shadow of a famous tree and the glorious deeds of Zhuang Buyuan are really scary.

"Well..." Zhuang Buyuan looked at the city lord in confusion, then the officials around the city lord and the soldiers.

"It turns out that it's not my illusion. Are you all trembling? Is Green Rong City very cold today?" Zhuang Buyuan wondered.

Since becoming the owner of the manor of the great power of the God of God, the manor not far away has been less sensitive to temperatures, and the cold or hot effects on him are very small.

Now he is also wearing the manor's battle robe with a short-sleeved T-shirt on the outside, and he doesn't feel cold at all.

"Yes...yes, today...it's a little cold..."

"If you're cold, wear more... Moreover, wearing a mask and such a heavy metal crown on your head is also very cold..."

Zhuang Buyuan stared at the head crown of the city lord. Overall, the supplies were scarce during the era of exile. There were much fewer decorations and luxury goods than on the earth. Exquisite decorations were rarely seen. The head crown was meticulously crafted, shiny, and very eye-catching. Zhuang Buyuan took a few more glances.

The city lord was so scared that he shivered, and quickly covered his head crown and stepped back: "No...no...no..."

"City Lord, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zhuang Buyuan subconsciously reached out and was about to touch the city lord's forehead. This guy is so weak and he is shaking when walking. Could it be that he has a fever?

"Stop! Stop!"

"Let us lord!"

"Don't eat our city lord, come and eat me!"

"Let go of that city lord! Come to me with the courage!"

"Uh..." Zhuang Buyuan finally felt something was wrong.

Next to him, Captain Rongren sighed helplessly with his hands on his forehead.

...

In the city lord's mansion, the guest and guest sat down for a long time, but the atmosphere was still a little stiff.

"This...a little snack, I hope it will suit your taste..."

"Ah, it's so good, I'm just hungry." Zhuang Buyuan still likes the food in Lurong City, and the snacks also look very attractive.

But when Zhuang Buyuan was hungry, everyone was frightened.

Damn, if you are hungry, will you catch us and eat it!

The city lord said tremblingly: "Really... don't you really need to prepare something else for you? For example, the Rongren Death Prisoner... "

"City Lord, I explained it. I really don't eat monkey brain... No, rosy human brain."

"We also have three-eyed people, fallen dragon people and the like... That, when the guests come, they always have to treat them with all their hearts. Please don't be polite..."

"No, really no! We really don't eat!" Zhuang Buyuan was crying or angry, how did this matter come about like this?

After explaining it again, Zhuang Buyuan said: "Please help me explain it. I am really not that cruel..."

Zhuang Buyuan also planned to visit his servant's house and see what kind of life they had lived before.

"Sure, certain." The city lord laughed violently.

"Then I won't disturb you." Zhuang is not far away from home and is uncomfortable around here, so let's leave quickly.

Zhuang Buyuan's purpose was to meet Yan's father, Li Cong, but Li Cong almost always lived a secluded life. If you want to see him, you must inform him in advance.

It is still time to wait for the time to be not far away.

As soon as I left the door, the bustling crowds outside the door immediately stopped.

One by one, they looked at him in horror.

Zhuang Buyuan also looked puzzled.

What's going on?

People all over the street were wearing hard helmets!

That's right, yellow, blue, and red, hard helmet with the words "hard helmet" written on it!

"Run quickly! The village is coming soon!"

"Don't...don't be afraid, we're wearing hard hats, we're safe!"

"Then run!"

In an instant, the crowd dispersed, and not far from the village, I saw a few familiar figures on the corner of the street opposite.

Liuwa, sage and baton.

Liuwa stood in a car, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Buy a safety helmet quickly! Protect your brain from being eaten by the owner!"

"Look, there is a velvet man with his brain eaten here!"

"Squeak squeak!" Jing Za jumped out from the side, screaming and looking like a monkey.

"Look!" Liuwa pulled Li Jian and showed them a scar on Li Jian's head. "Once, the owner of the manor was hungry. When he saw Li Jian, he took a spoon and ate it directly. Fortunately, Li Jian's brain was not delicious. The owner of the manor despised it after taking a bite, so he could live, but his head was completely useless. Look, he can't even say anything now..."

Zhuang Buyuan was almost angry. Wasn’t that scar actually hurt by playing with his phone and not watching the road or hitting a tree?

"He even ate his own poop!"

I saw that Viagra stuffed something dark into his mouth...

Everyone:"……"

Too scary!

I don't want to eat my own poop!

"Buy a hard hat, it's safe to wear it! Now the special offer..."

Next to him, Bangmai sat on the ground to collect money. While collecting, he also broke down his right hand and placed it on the ground to count the knuckles and count the money.

"I..." Zhuang Buyuan almost jumped up and ate the heads of the three naughty children.

The owner of the manor, I have tried so hard to clarify that you are actually making money from the national crisis here!

Still selling hard hats here!

My reputation is ruined by you!
Chapter completed!