Pirates: I, who cultivated phantom beasts, made myself emperor

The store clerk couldn't help but look overjoyed and said happily: "Come on, today is really a double blessing. You and Amir sit down casually for now, and I'll call the boss."

The middle-aged man grabbed his daughter's hand and sat down on the chair next to him uneasily. He looked at his daughter with complicated eyes and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, nothing came out.

I could only give up in frustration, sit on the chair and just shake my head and sigh.

The little girl Amir looked calm, sitting upright on the wooden chair, her hands placed obediently on her knees. Her clothes were simple, a white dress, without any patterns on the skirt, because the hem of the skirt was because Years of cleaning have caused some wear and tear.

Tuanzi regretted a little at this moment. She shouldn't have drank so fast just now. If there was still some tea left, she could treat this peer to a drink and make friends.

Thinking of the average price of tea that day, Tuanzi just sighed and shook her head. Now she couldn't accept it if she asked the master to spend money alone to buy another cup.

After all, the master's money must have been earned very hard.

So when Tuanzi looked at Amir, he felt a little guilty.

How could Amir, who had just met Tuanzi for the first time, know the origin of Tuanzi's look? He just glanced at Tuanzi, a peer of his age, strangely, then lowered his head and sat quietly again.

soon.

The owner of the tea shop strode out in front of the shop assistant. Before he could come out, he heard a burst of joyful and rough laughter coming from the shop.

"Oh, this is great, I'm so happy, I'm so happy!"

A tall fat man walked out of the shop, dressed luxuriously and wearing a gold belt. However, because he was too fat, most of the gold belt was stuck in the fat.

It seems that the boss is about the same age as a middle-aged man, both in their 40s.

Every time he took a step, the ground would shake slightly, and the yellow sand on the table would tremble and jump accordingly. His eyes, which were not big in the first place, now almost turned into slits when he smiled.

It was impossible to tell whether he had his eyes open or closed.

The shop owner walked quickly to the father and daughter, took the lead in stretching out his fat hands, held the middle-aged man's hand, and said enthusiastically: "Assam, you have finally figured it out and are finally willing to give your daughter to Me."

Then the fat boss quickly took back his hand and patted his mouth gently, and said angrily: "Look at my mouth, really, I should call you my father-in-law now."

Assam looked down at his toes and said nothing, except that his drooping arm was shaking slightly uncontrollably. His other hand was holding on to his daughter tightly, his eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes.

The fat boss didn't care about Assam's silence, then reached out and grabbed Amir's slender white hand, and then slowly put Amir's hand on his greasy face.

Amir stood tautly on the spot, looking nervous, but he did not resist the fat boss's intimate gesture. His other hand was firmly grasped by his father.

With a snap, Amir's hand silently broke away from his father's rough and cracked hand.

At this moment, Assam seemed to have all the strength taken away from his body, and his pupils gradually lost their light.

Unsteady on his feet, he fell backwards and sat heavily on the wooden chair.

The fat boss hugged Amir with a smile on his face, pressed Amir's whole body close to his, and laughed heartily: "Man, go to the backyard and bring half a bucket of water out!"

"Okay!" the store clerk responded, then turned and left at a trot.

At this moment, Assam, who was in despair, stood up and said angrily: "I won't sell it anymore, I won't sell it anymore! Amir, let's go back!"

As he spoke, he walked forward and pulled his daughter back to him.

It's just that Assam's thin body was no match for the fat boss. With a slight push, Assam took several steps back and fell hard to the ground, sending yellow sand flying.

Assam immediately got up and wanted to rush forward again to save his daughter.

This time, the fat boss was a little impatient. He raised his foot fiercely and kicked Assam away. He reprimanded: "Who in the world can buy and sell like this? You are the one who says to sell, and you are the one who says not to buy." It’s you too!”

"Do you really think that I, Statham, am easy to bully? I see that your daughter is already polite enough to an old dog like you, so I advise you not to be disrespectful."

"Besides, if you say you won't sell it, ask your daughter Amir if she is willing to go back with you?"

Amir covered her mouth, tears already streaming down her face. She sobbed: "Father, go back quickly! I will go back to see you when I have the chance."

"what!!!"

Assam wailed heartbreakingly, knelt down towards his daughter, and slapped himself repeatedly, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!..."

The apology became weaker and weaker, and finally only he could hear it.

At this time, the store clerk came out carrying a wooden bucket, walked over and placed it in front of Assam.

At this time, Tuanzi, who was carrying a knife and a sword, stood in front of him with a gloomy face.

The shop clerk saw this little girl blocking the road with a knife and a sword, and asked with a smile: "Little girl, what can I do?"

"Put down the bucket!"

Tuanzi looked up at the fat boss and said coldly: "Let her go and let her go home!"

The fat boss looked at the shop assistant with questioning eyes. The shop assistant motioned to Cheng Cheng with his eyes. The fat boss immediately understood that he was the distinguished guest who had just asked for two pots of tea.

He smiled and said, "Little girl, as a child, you should not get involved in matters between adults, otherwise you will be easily hurt."

Then he raised his voice again, looked at the sitting white-haired young man and asked loudly: "You think so, this little brother?"

Cheng Cheng just raised the corners of his mouth and said nothing, just slowly sipping the slightly bitter herbal tea.

Seeing this, the fat boss said sternly: "Don't be so shameless, give way!"

Tuanzi's face was gloomy, his left hand held the scabbard, his right hand reached to his waist and slowly drew the knife. The blue dragon-slaying knife was drawn out inch by inch, and it was dazzling under the sunlight.

Even the fat boss, who was not very familiar with knives, knew at a glance that this knife was definitely not ordinary.

After Tuanzi pulled out the entire blade, he took one step forward without any hesitation, holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword upside down and rushing forward quickly, activating the breath of water in an instant.

Her figure was so fast that the fat boss had no time to dodge.

In silence, only the blue sword light flashed away, drawing a perfect arc in mid-air.

Suddenly, a faint bloodstain appeared on the big hand of the fat boss holding Amir.

The next moment, the faint blood stain expanded rapidly, blood spurted out violently, and the white bones were faintly visible.

The fat boss had a bloody wound, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. He screamed, pushed Amir away, and exclaimed: "Killing, killing!"