Chapter 343 Which one do you choose?

It turns out that Grivo is indeed the head snake of the shield area, even at night, even if he is inconvenient to move, even if the shield area is a labyrinth of ruins, few people, but the veterans still find a path, seven turns and eight I found a way out.

In the moonlight, Tells quietly bowed behind him, pretending to be the person who pushed the wheelchair to Grivo, watching Grivo like in his own backyard, walking through the streets without hindrance, crossing the wall And even slogans and gestures with different people living in various corners.

Tyres kicked a stone at his feet and patted the dust on his body. He had a slight feeling in his heart: he had not felt this for a long time.

In particular, the shield area has become this desolate scene, which reminds him of the years when he was begging in the stinking ditch and the alleyway of Yongxing City.

Until they came to a masonry mottled cottage, Grivo coughed and knocked on the door four times, two fast and two slow.

Tyres heard in amazement: there was a loud noise in the room.

Like someone falling off the bed?

A footstep sounded behind the door, and an impatient female voice was heard.

"Look at the moon!"

"If you want to buy goods, you can't be tomorrow morning..."

Grivo in the wheelchair opened dullly:

"Kez, it is me."

The sound behind the door stopped.

As the wooden door opens, a sleepy face appears in front of them.

This is a woman in her thirties, with a long hair and a high-pitched look at Grivo. She is thin and her eyes are faint, and the spring light on her chest is looming.

She just woke up and looked at the two people in front of the door.

Tells politely removed his gaze from the chest that she couldn't cover, and pressed the question "Who is she?" and looked at Grivo.

Grivo snorted coldly: "Tell me, Kezi, you didn't drink... otherwise I have to wake you up."

He forgot to look inside the house: "It's better not to come to the girl who is looking for you."

"On the basis of your daring dead scorpion, who is it?" The woman at the door blinked: "It is not my fault to be welcomed by women. After all, I am rare in the shield... and so on."

After seeing the person in front of me, the woman’s face changed.

Her hand behind the door hangs down, followed by heavy metal landings.

"You are hurt……"

"Looking at me so late, I have a bad feeling, scorpion - just like we first met," the woman named Kezi put on a frustrated face, but her eyes shifted to Grivo The wound of the cloth was suddenly wrinkled:

"Is it stared again?"

Grivo nodded in a sullen face.

"It’s still the idiot in the market, the market."

The veteran ordered his own wound and dismissed the truth: "This time, they brought a real guy."

Kezi leaned against the door frame and scraped his face with his palm, as if to shave off sleepiness.

"Know it, I will help you sew it," she sighed and looked around carefully, her face annoying: "The dragon city is like this, they have fun to engage you...fucking **** of."

Taylors curiously looked at this swearing and sultry woman, thinking about her relationship with Grivo.

"And you, nephew, I said a hundred times, now no more than the past," Kezi looked up, looked helpless, bitterly said: "Don't go alone at night, at least bring..."

"Hey," Grivo interrupted her, his eyes stunned:

"I have already done it - gave them a little lesson."

Kezi looked at Grivo's expression and was annoyed.

She tentatively asked:

"Your ‘small lesson’?”

Grivo did not answer.

Thales remembered the slaughterhouse he had just seen, blinking helplessly in the corner where no one saw it.

Yes.

Little lesson.

Kezi seems to understand the meaning of the other party, then narrowed his eyes: "I understand."

"That is going to war."

"Don't die."

Her face became dignified, and she looked down and thought carefully: "I am going to find Faron right away. Although the city is martial, I think we can pull a hundred good hands before dawn, and there are still fifty after dawn. ...we can be countered by a surprise..."

Tyres’s heart: What?

This woman is also... "out of the mix"?

Grivo coughed and interjected: "Before that, I have something else."

"They won't think that we are fighting back so fast, the patrol is busy..." Kerz whispered himself to the gang's struggle, and when he heard Gryvo's words, he squinted and raised his eyes: "Don't What?"

Kezi noticed the boy behind Grivo.

She subconsciously tightened the thin coat on her chest and looked at the nine-pointed star emblem on the shoulder of Taylors, frowning in confusion: "Wait, who is this kid? Is it a nobleman?"

"he?"

"Come to see Ketz, Tyres," Gryvo turned his head and looked at Tyres, and leisurely pointed out to Kezi: "The most unlucky tailor in Northland - part-time doctor."

The veteran pointed to an ugly scar on his arm and sneered:

"The speciality is - stitching."

Tyres smiled and smiled: "Hey, how are you."

As a tailor and doctor, Kezi, she is suspicious: "Well?"

Gryvo turned his head and laughed at himself with a sneer: "Don't guess - he is the prince."

Kezi did not respond, wondering: "Which prince?"

Grivo snorted.

"Which prince can I still be?"

The man in the wheelchair opened his mouth: "Where to go..."

"The one that is unlucky..."

"Star Prince."

Taylor snorted and snorted, pretending not to hear.

The next moment, the prince did not accidentally see: the doubts on Kezi's face turned into shock and stale in place.

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In the room, Taylors sat in a chair, holding on to his hand, the rye bread that was left in the last quarter, and looked at this equally simple house:

A bare wooden bench with a lot of fabrics on it, and a cheap female spice box. There are many clothes on the ceiling. On the ground, on the table, on the bed, on the cloth, on the clothes piles, even the underwear. No exception.

Needles and scissors, gauges and coils are everywhere, and there is a mirror with three cracks on the wall and a saw in the corner.

At the back of the door was a slashed saber - Teres knew what the metal sound was just when the woman let go.

Taylor picked up the wooden bowl and took a sip of water with some odor, looking at Kezi.

The identity of this woman is already clear: tailor.

Tyres sighs secretly: but... doctor?

Sewing in one hand, sewing people in one hand?

Treating the sick and saving people, tailoring the body - he looked at the knives after the door - maybe also a part-time gang clash?

The prince glanced at the style of clothing that was not flattered around him—and what did the tailor have to do with the saw?

With the most evil imagination, Thales whispered: No wonder the poor is like this.

On the other side of the room, the dressed Kez sat on a wooden bed with a broken leg and supported by bricks, whispering with Grivo in front of him, but it was not the ear of Teres.

"are you crazy?"

Kezi dialed a woman's long dress hanging at the top, anxiously watching the calm Grivo:

"Not just the westbound avenue... From the gates of the city, the city, the walls, the gates between the districts and the districts, to the key streets of the districts, they set up cards almost everywhere, the patrols took the money, worked overtime, Staying day and night, never slack off."

"It is said that the place that is so far away from the Shihe River Ferry is no exception."

Grivo has a single eye: "Yes."

Kezi took a sigh of relief and unconsciously glanced at the taylor who was still eating.

"For decades, in addition to tax collection, the shield area and the hammer area have no one to care about, even if it is a murder case, they can't work for those big men," the seamstress licked his finger and told Grivo:

"But today, not just the patrols, even the white-bladed guards are on the door, not to mention the spear area bow area, which is closely related to the wealthy rich people, even in our hammer area, dozens of households on the crazy street I was searched, and even the bottom of the dancer’s underwear was not let go until 10 o'clock in the evening.

Kezi took a slap, and in a very indecent way, he slid a leg, topped the chest that he wanted, and let the other leg sway freely under the bed.

She bit her teeth and did not see the woman's feeling of weakness: "This is a big event, Grivo, an absolute big event, comparable to six years ago..."

Grivo showed an ironic smile.

Tyres took a bite of bread, and I wondered why I was a female official long ago.

In contrast, the seamstress in front of her eyes is obviously more rude, but she has the same sense of negation as Ginny.

but……

The thorny degree of Tyler’s identity, since Grivo can not hesitate to bring her to her...

On the other hand, Kezi exhaled in pain: "In the daytime, you hear how the comet threatened us, but not only us."

She screamed at her fingers and tried to make the other person understand the seriousness of the matter: "The spear area, the sword area, the bow area, the ground snakes of almost every site or the prestige people were all greeted, who would be implicated Inside, it is the enemy of Longyan City."

Grivo sneered: "They, the dog legs can also represent the Dragon City?"

"No, you don't know, the Order Hall also released words through several order officers..." Kezi cleared his throat and looked at it. He saw that Taylors was still eating and drinking, and he did not seem to notice. they.

She only lowered her voice:

"They said, whoever has the news of the prince, the prince's whereabouts, can get the friendship between the Order Hall and the patrol team - when the street kills, you can only look at the eyes - even, to help them find the prince, but also Get three thousand gold coins."

Kezi bit his teeth, the five senses tangled into a ball, shaking and extending three fingers.

At that moment, Grivo, who was still moving, finally moved, and the only remaining eyes were bigger than the pigeon eggs!

Taylors frowned slightly.

Grivo jerked up: "Three, three thousand?"

The seamstress snorted and pointed in the direction of Tyres, and the sparkling eyes inadvertently flowed a trace of greed and flattery:

"Consider?"

After a second, Gryvo died and took up the chin that fell to the ground, coughing unnaturally.

“Hey,” the veteran said:

“Do I look like a financial fan? Is it like a villain who is tempted by a few gold coins?”

Kezi’s smile fell, and she looked at him in a complicated look.

Gryvo was embarrassed by the woman, turned his face and said seriously: "We have to send him out, so."

Hearing here, Tyres grinds his lips with his teeth, and his mood is strange.

Kezi spit out a sigh of relief, and the face was unfortunately entangled with the hesitant look.

Both of them were silent for a while, and Thales took the opportunity to force himself to swallow the last unpalatable bread.

"They will soon suspect that they are here."

The seamstress sat on her bed and worriedly holding her arm: "Although the shield area is not easy to search, it will come sooner or later... the ruins are a mess, and there is a better hiding point than this?"

Grivo looked up and his eyebrows tangled: "So we have to send him out as soon as possible."

Kezi heard the sigh: "This is the sale of the entire shield and the hammer area. You better have a good reason."

Grivo was silent for a few seconds.

"I want to send him out."

He said faintly: "This is the reason."

Kezi slightly glimpsed.

The woman’s expression was heavy and she watched Grivo silently.

Grivo sat in a wheelchair and picked up his lips.

"God," after a long while, Kezi bitched his face in pain and lay down on the bed: "I will be tired of the gallows, scorpion."

"Yeah, the work of the gallows," Grivo snorted: "What are you doing?"

Kez pulled the quilt, exaggeratedly trembled, and made a weak cry.

Tyres raised his eyes in silence and observed the exit inside the house.

After three seconds.

"Forget it," Kez opened the quilt and sat up in a difficult position. He held out his fingers in resentment and trembled and pointed at Gryvo: "I tell you, dead scorpion..."

"From this moment..."

The poor female tailor looks like a sorrowful look, as if this life has been done:

"I really fell in love with the gallows!"

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"The things here, what is the use of anything, first replace your ugly clothes," Kezi looked at the eyes of Teres in disgust, looking at his gray face and the combination of Chinese costumes: " It is telling everyone that you are the **** prince."

Tyres shrugged, ignoring the other party's malice, away from the strange female summer dress, and grasped a shabby and ugly linen uniform.

He removed the belt with a complicated style, replaced it with the simplest and cheaper cloth, kicked the lizard boots, put on a linen garment that had not been touched for a long time, picked up a pair of scissors, and cut the hair into a bird's nest.

Not only that, but also the inferior black cloth wrapped around the shackles of the king, which is "the king is not bloody," until the original appearance is not seen, and the map of the Fuxing Palace is folded. The black cloth was stuffed into the mezzanine of the clothes, and it was ready to be stitched with his messy needlework.

As for the **** tooth bracelet left by the Queen of the Night, he simply put on his wrist and disguised as a beast.

Finally, Tyres was refitted according to the standards of the Deaf era.

He went to the mirror and saw a strange boy from inside.

Taylors nodded with satisfaction and felt that he looked like an ordinary suburban guy.

"How? Can this be done?"

However, when Tyres turned his head and looked at the indulgent Grivo and Kezi...

"Hey," Grivo in the wheelchair sighed and helped the amount:

“Is there any improvement?”

Taylors a glimpse.

"Of course," Kezi looked at the rags of the rags, and his sharp-edged face was full of bitterness: "I have a way to ensure that even his mother can't recognize it."

Grivo’s eyes lit up.

But Kezi pointed to the saber behind the door, and her next sentence made the veteran’s eyes darker:

"Take this and cut his entire face."

Tyres opened his mouth: "Ah?"

In the gaze of Tyres, Kezi sighed and shook his head, and looked at Tels with his arms: "His skin is too tender and too white. At first glance, it is a noble nobility, and its height is not as normal as the Northland. Guys... what clothes to wear will be recognized."

The woman shook her head in pain: "What mixed the city..."

The three sighed at the same time.

"Dung truck," Grivor frowned, saying something that surprised Tyres: "Call the ‘屎人’ Ange, hide him in the faeces that are shipped out every day, and follow the car out of the city.”

Manure truck?

Hiding...

What?

Tyres brows: "Wait, what you said..."

Grivori ignored him: "Look for a tube or a wooden tube so that he can breathe..."

Fortunately, Kez's listless words made him a little slower.

"No, Ang is locked in today."

Grivo is a tight color, but he immediately gnaws his teeth:

"Then look for the 'quick whip' Faron, they have to transport the feces."

"You must stuff him in!"

The face of Tyres became very bad again.

But Kezi shook his head again.

"Do you know how ‘屎人’ is locked in?”

The seamstress spread his hands: "When Ange drove out of the city for the sixth time today, the patrol of the city gate held his nose and poked a bucket with a sword and a puncture. He found out that he was hiding in the feces. The bag is smuggled."

Grivo spent a few seconds digesting the message.

"How are they..."

He blinked in surprise and immediately patted his thigh in resentment: "Fuck."

Kezi unconsciously grabbed the chest and shook his head: "There is no way to go out of the city directly in the dung truck."

"Unfortunately." Tyres sighed with regret and smacked his chest.

Kez seemed to see through his mind, squinting at him and snoring.

Tyres smiled embarrassedly, raised his hand and shifted the subject: "There is no other way?"

Wheelchairs and tailors are indulging and silent.

For a few seconds, Grivo's face turned from white to white, and from white to red.

Finally, Grivo punched the table!

"There is no choice," the veteran decisively said: "Go black trail."

Taylor's heart is doubtful: Black trail?

Kezi's eyes wide open:

"Another time?"

The seamstress resolutely shook her head: "No, the smashing tunnel has collapsed halfway... Remember the last time? For three hundred gold coins, we almost died inside..."

"Only this road," Grivo's eyes were firm and interrupted each other: "There is no other way."

Kezi looked at him with dignity.

After a while, her eyes softened and turned around.

"I understand, I am going to find someone."

But Kerz turned to half and frowned again:

"There is another problem: from today, the patrol has also placed a post at the shield."

Grivo looked awkwardly: "Where?"

Kezi’s face was embarrassed: “It’s not far from the black trail, we can’t avoid it – it’s said to be the place where Nunn’s commandment is, and it’s felt that it’s strictly monitored.”

Tells clearly saw that Grivo’s face changed sharply:

"Fucking his mother, the gangsters took the oil and dared to reach out to the shield..."

Kezi shrugged and grabbed his neck: "'White Pig' Peak is responsible for the sentry post. I gave him six copper coins. He told me the truth: the Order Hall didn't want to come, no one wanted to break the tacit understanding, but It is the command of the comet Nilailai."

Grivo stunned: "Who?"

Kezi ugly smiled, a look of helplessness: "You rejected him in the face of so many people during the day, and he said what he is a "star actor", remember? If it is not because he owes you The madman caught you in the morning."

"I guess... is this your resentful retribution?"

Grivo slammed his thighs angrily:

"Fucking his mother's singer! The disgusting dead face, the shameless dog's leg, the egg that should have been in his life can't rise!"

Kerz lifted his arms and lifted the stalwart on her chest upwards, which made it comfortable to press the arm on the ribs and look at Grivo with a look like a child.

Tyres frowned and listened to them in the back without any respect for one of the famous Five World Wars. The Grand Duke Guard Captain of Longyan City, Lord Nicholas, took a deep nod and nodded.

After a few seconds, the calming Grivo murmurs:

"Can we buy Peak? I remember he was from the shield?"

Kezi shook his head: "There are still more than a dozen people under the Peak, three thousand gold coins, I can guarantee that they remember the portrait of the prince more familiar than the appearance of their own mother--not everyone dreams of the gallows like me. ""

She also showed contemptuous eyes, glaring at Grivo: "Not everyone sees money like you like 'dung soil'..."

"Dung, right," Grivo raised his head violently: "Past from the drunk car?"

Tyres is a tight heart.

"Can't you put something other than big dung in your head?"

Kerz looked at Grivo with a contemptuous look, so that the prince of the undecided prince was relieved of the fate of hiding and urinating:

"Drawing a dung truck to the dung on the edge of the uninhabited cliff? Do you believe it?"

Grivo bowed his head and sighed deeply.

“Is there any way to get along and get close to the black trail?”

Tyres looks awkward.

No.

If this doesn't work...

Just at this time.

boom!

Grivo slaps the table.

"Kez..."

The man in the wheelchair scratched his chin: "You just said... this guy's skin is too white, his height is too short..."

Kez a glimpse: "Ah?"

Taylors also expressed doubts.

The next moment, Grivo's eyes lit up, he looked up and reached out, and subconsciously took a shot.

The puzzled Kezi looked at the ceiling with the other's gaze and immediately stopped.

Following the eyes of the two, the unknown Tels also slowly raised his head and looked at the top of his head.

that……

That is……

Tyres was shocked and his face was white!

The ominous premonition suddenly hit my heart.

He smothered a smile and looked at the two northerners, twitching his face: "Mr. Grivo, Ms. Ketz, what are you thinking about?"

The next moment, Grivo and Kizziqi bowed their heads and turned to Tyres.

The man and the woman showed a strange smile together.

“Does it work?” This is a sneer Griff.

"We will know." This is the expression of satisfaction.

The atmosphere in the room has changed.

Tyres’ heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

Shock and fear flashed through his mind. For the first time, he began to regret that he escaped from the Palace of the Spirit.

"My dear, respectful, beautiful Prince," the seamstress reached out and pulled down the top of his head, and picked up a pair of scissors, "snap" the ground to cut a knife, and smiled reluctantly: "Dung car or this ......"

"Which one do you choose?"

This……

No, no?

In the face of two smiling people, Thales blinked his eyes, as if he did not believe what he saw.

He stared at Kez's hand, only to feel trembling.

The sin of the prison river that will appear in the body of life and death, frantically rushed to the limbs.

Time seems to have been stagnant for a long time.

Taylor looked at the clothes on the hands of Kezi.

This……

I saw the hands of the tailor Kez.

Put a crumpled...

Women's long skirt.

We know that they are lying, they also know that they are lying, they also know that we know they are lying, we also know that they know that we know they are lying, but they are still lying.

Well, I am explaining the source of the sentence in the previous chapter by Tyres and Grivo about the sentence "You know he knows you know...".

Nothing else.

There are no friends recommending a hard drive brand, I feel that the hard drive is always bad.

(End of this chapter)