Chapter 179, Is this a dragon?
Ahem!
The barber coughed twice and replied euphemistically: "Maybe, every time the rabbit girls are shipped, they will be sold."
Finally, he fixed his hairstyle and wiped off the broken hair on Fang Hao's neck with a linen cloth.
"Okay, sir." The barber patted his shoulder gently.
"Yeah."
Fang Hao stood up, bent down and swept the broken hair on his head with his hand.
It seems that there is no hair washing service here, so you can only rinse it directly after returning.
After paying the barber, he took Anjia out of the house.
"Why do you cut it so short?" An Jia asked on the way.
"Huh? Doesn't it look good?"
"No, those nobles all have long hair, slicked back. You should learn how they dress." An Jia suggested.
"I'm not a noble, and their hairstyles are not handsome at all."
The two walked through the streets and happened to see the pub opening.
It was still morning.
It's not the opening time for the tavern yet, but you need to prepare in advance.
Pushing the door open and entering the tavern, the bartenders were clearing away the tables and chairs and cleaning up the mess left last night.
The proprietress stood in front of the counter, raised her arms high, and stretched greatly.
The plump figure is most vividly displayed at this moment.
"Ah!"
Accompanied by a lazy moan, one almost vomited blood. It had been so exciting all morning, and one didn't know how the owner of this store was feeling.
After stretching, the landlady noticed Fang Hao coming in.
While wiping the counter, he showed a hint of coquettishness, "Are you here so early to drink, or are you here to chat with me?"
This time is not suitable for drinking, and there are many men who get up early to chat with me.
Fang Hao sat down on a chair nearby and said directly: "Chat."
The landlady smiled and put her arms on the counter, "Come on, my sister likes young and strong people like you."
Depend on!
"Which street in Purul City is suitable for doing business?" Fang Hao asked.
"Huh?" The landlady was slightly startled. She thought her words were disgusting, but they sounded like she was talking about business. "What do you want to do?"
"Open a shop." Fang Hao answered.
"If you open a shop, this street is the most suitable for doing business." The proprietress picked up the rag again and continued to wipe the counter.
Purul City is actually not very big, with a population of about 10,000 people.
The most prosperous street is the commercial street where the tavern in front of you operates.
It is said to be the most prosperous, but only compared to other streets.
This street gathers various commercial shops in the city and can be said to be a prime location in the city.
"How about the shop opposite you? I think it's for sale." Fang Hao continued to ask.
"You little naughty boy, it turns out it's Sister Ran who's here to inquire about information." The landlady turned around and lay on the counter, placing a doting kiss on Fang Hao's forehead.
The loose collar droops when lying down, exposing a large area of plump mountains.
The tavern is a good place to collect information. Whether in the city or on the way, travelers will stop in the tavern.
As you get drunker, you will speak more words. The drinkers may not take it seriously, but the shop owner will hear a lot of news.
Just like last time, the landlady asked Fang Hao who the kidnapper was.
At that time, it was just a perfunctory answer. From the combination of orcs and humans, she deduced that orcs were armed with maces and were not very smart.
So, if you want to find out something, the tavern is a good place.
Fang Hao glanced at the plump and voluptuous breasts, and secretly wanted to not give them to local residents, but also popularize underwear and expand the female market.
"Indeed, you are a beautiful person with a kind heart. The first thing I think of is you, sister." Fang Hao praised.
When you ask someone to do something for you, you naturally have to give them enough face.
"Ha, you little slippery man." The proprietress laughed and scolded, but she actually liked the young man in front of her. He was handsome and wealthy.
He walked around the bar and sat directly on the chair next to Fang Hao. He lowered his voice and said, "It's not easy to buy in that store. Otherwise, why do you think it can't be sold on this street?"
"Ah? Did you say something? Is it haunted?"
I don’t know if it’s related to the undead camp, but when I mentioned there was a problem with the store, the first thing that came to mind was that it was haunted.
The image of ghosts running around the room also came to mind.
"It's haunted, don't talk nonsense." The landlady gave him a light slap on the arm, "The shop owner has offended someone. This shop can't be opened, and it can't be sold."
"Who did you offend?"
Hongyan's lips were close to her ears and she said warily: "The son of the housekeeper."
……
Outside Pruul.
A man with acne on his face stares at a monitor lizard in a stable.
From time to time, he made a "ss" sound from his mouth and walked around the stable several times.
"What the hell is this?" the acne man cursed.
Behind the acne man were several younger brothers, wearing linen shirts with iron swords hanging on their waists.
They don't look like city guards, but they still wear uniform uniforms.
"Boss, giant dragon, it should be a giant dragon." A younger brother stepped forward and said.
Snap!
The acne man went up and slapped the younger brother on the back of the head, and cursed: "Are you blind? Does the giant dragon have such short legs, does it look so stupid? How can it fly without wings."
The big guy in front of me really looks a lot like the rumored giant dragon.
But it wasn't a giant dragon, it was more like an enlarged version of a crocodile.
The younger brother shrank his neck and said, "Boss, look, I'm not teasing you to liven up the atmosphere."
"Fuck you active."
The acne man cursed, took off the iron sword from his waist, put the scabbard on it, and stabbed the monitor lizard.
The giant lizard opened its eyes and frightened the pimpled man back quickly. He stumbled and fell directly to the ground.
But the monitor lizard didn't react at all. It glanced at him, turned its head away and continued to sleep.
The man with acne was helped up by his younger brother and said: "Oh, it's quite docile. Go and take it back. I want to be a dragon knight."
"Boss, didn't you say he is not a dragon?"
"What are you talking about? Go quickly." The acne man kicked his younger brother hard.
The younger brother was driven and cautiously approached the monitor lizard, and slowly stretched his hand towards the horse rope tied to the wooden stake.
"What are you doing?"
A scolding sounded from behind, and the younger brother who went to untie the horse's rope trembled with fright.
Everyone looked back and saw the patrolling guard captain coming over.
The man with acne said disdainfully: "Don't mind your own business, otherwise I'll give you two punches, and you'll be beaten in vain."
"The owner of this giant lizard is the guest of the city lord. If you don't want to cause trouble, it's best not to touch it." The guard captain reminded, but he did not step forward.
It turned out to be a monitor lizard.
The acne man and the other boys finally knew what the creature in front of them was.
"I am also following the city's regulations. If he puts such a big thing here, what if he attacks someone? I will take it away temporarily and let him come to my residence to take it away." The acne man said.
After saying that, he gave his men a look and went to untie the horse rope again.
It seemed that this huge monitor lizard must be taken away.
When I just took off the horse rope and tried to pull the monitor lizard.
A woman's voice sounded again.
"I advise you not to touch it. If you launch an attack, you will die here."
The acne man looked again and saw a girl with white hair and animal ears walking out of the city.
The figure and face are like a pretty leopard, giving people a special feeling.
"Orc, female orc? What are you doing in Purul City?" The pimpled man kept looking up and down with his eyes.
"What I do here has nothing to do with you. I am the owner of this giant lizard. I will take good care of it. You can go." Anjia spoke again.
"Haha, how do you prove that this giant lizard is yours." The acne man said, putting his hands behind his back and making gestures to the younger brothers.
The younger brothers looked at each other and slowly approached the iron sword at their waists.
An Jia saw the actions of several people and sneered at the same time.
"Do it!" said the acne man.
The younger brothers had just taken out the iron swords from their waists and were just about to say a few words of teasing when they saw an afterimage passing in front of them.
Bang!
After a muffled sound.
The orc girl's punch had already hit the acne man's face.
The pimpled man fell to the ground, and the orc girl followed closely, her fists falling like raindrops, hitting the man's face repeatedly.
The fists fell so frequently that the man with acne didn't even let out a whimper.
There was only the sound of fists hitting.
The captain of the guard was a little surprised by the strength of the orc girl, but he still said: "That's enough, you will kill him if you do this."
Anjia stopped his fists and glanced coldly at the approaching guards.
The captain immediately stopped and explained, "We did not touch this giant lizard, and we are not with them. Don't get me wrong."
Anjia wiped the blood from the fist of the acne-prone man.
"They drew their swords first, you should have seen it."
"I saw it, and I will report it truthfully." The captain swallowed. (End of chapter)