Chapter 21 Before Purchasing
Luke Cage's words made Bulcasso interested, and he completely ignored Gil's steps of grabbing his hand and trying to leave.
"I'm not telling you about this guy. I'm saying that if you have no relatives, then you may be successful here, but you will bring a burden."
Of course, Luke Cage saw Bulcasso's interested gaze and quickly changed the topic.
He had already felt the touching momentum of the Barbarian King's anger that day, and he believed that even if Kingpin wanted to hurt this tall and burly old man, he would not get any good results.
But things are different now. A strong man with children means that he has weaknesses.
Those guys are not comic book villains who just rush in to fight, but gang members who will use everything available to achieve their goals.
Luke Cage's excessive sense of justice forced him to bite the bullet and remind Bulkeso, but such a thing was already the limit of what he could do.
After all, how can anyone in this world give their all to help others for no reason? At least he, Luke Cage, is not so enlightened yet.
That kind of person is a saint and will never appear in Hell's Kitchen.
Luke Cage thought so in his heart, and at the same time he also felt that he was being a little nosy.
It's a pity that he doesn't know the tight-fitting pervert he calls, that younger brother Xia is almost a saint.
The reason why it is close is because he will not naively choose to influence those bastards, but will break his hands and feet and throw them at the door of the police station.
“Are you afraid that the incident I caused will involve this little guy?”
Bulkessor seemed to be thinking. People who are familiar with him know that when this barbarian shows a thoughtful expression When looking at his expression, it's not that he is using his brain, but that he is bored.
Who can expect a tribe that is quicker to act than think to think of a way out first?
If this were the case, that group would not be called barbarians.
"Young man, do you seem to have any misunderstandings about me? Why do you think I will cause big trouble here?"
Bulkasso turned around Gil's head and suddenly discovered this Short stubble hair actually feels good.
Luke Cage looked at Bulkesso as if he were looking at a monster.
With the temper Bulcaisso showed that day, why did he think he wouldn't cause trouble in this place where violence was everywhere?
With your courage to kill all the enemies!
It will never be easy to understand when trouble occurs in Hell's Kitchen.
It will only gradually expand from the dispute between the two groups to the two groups, and it will not subside until the higher-ups can no longer stand it.
Other than that, it can only end when the next group survives.
Gil stretched out his hand and pressed Bulcasso's rough hand, and took it off his head.
"Okay, if you insist."
Luke Cage still gave up on continuing the topic.
His sense of justice allows him to say this to a stranger, which is considered to be the most benevolent thing.
“If you need help one day, you can go to the blacksmith shop over there and find me. Don’t worry, I’m the only blacksmith shop in that place.”
Bulcaisel glanced at Luke Cage with a meaningful look and pointed in the direction of his home.
"Whether it's swords or protective gear, I always have what you want."
Bulkessor said the last sentence with a smile, and walked towards the supermarket with Jill.
In this country, if you want to buy some relatively fresh food raw materials, then the best choice is to go to the supermarket.
There are only some fast food and food that can only fill the stomach in those convenience stores. They generally do not sell ingredients. After all, refrigeration of ingredients also costs money.
"Uncle, what ingredients are we buying?"
Gill struggled to raise his little head, only in this way could he see the face of the tall Bulcasso.
For an eleven-year-old child, a height of about 1.3 meters is a bit short. But it wasn't a big deal, and if he had the chance to become a barbarian, Bulkatho wouldn't mind a little blood to help him complete his inauguration ceremony.
Although not every barbarian is as tall as Bulcasso, the shortest barbarian is still 1.8 meters tall.
Coupled with the Nephalem bloodline in Bulkatho's body, which is getting closer and closer to his ancestors as he becomes stronger, this boy will not be too short.
"First of all, I need to buy some vegetables you like, and some seasonings I like. Of course, there must also be some meat."
Bulkessor's voice was as quiet as possible. , but still like a loud shout.
Fortunately, they have not entered the relatively confined space of the supermarket yet.
Otherwise, the ordinary people around him may suffer unreasonable disasters.
"Then I have to buy some milk. Mom said I need to drink more milk to grow taller."
Bulkessor could see the tears in Gil's eyes when he said about his mother, and he couldn't help but squat down and cross his body. Holding Jill's head.
"Then buy more, I think we need to put something in the refrigerator at home."
Bulkessor looked at Jill in front of him and held back his tears. , couldn't help but feel some emotional fluctuations.
"If I had accepted the pursuit of those female warriors earlier, wouldn't it be time for me to have a grandson by my side?" Bulcaisso began to think wildly.
The female barbarian warriors are all tall and strong, which actually fits the description of beautiful.
Strong muscles and a strong but not stiff body can be called attractive.
Barbarian female warriors are very popular companion candidates even in shelters. Of course, the premise is that you must be a strong person, otherwise these proud female warriors will not be in the mood to be with someone who can't even kill demons. Men who can't do it start a family.
But Bulcasso still wants to find a partner who is not very similar to him. After all, it is enough to have a barbarian in a family.
When a soldier leaves the battlefield and loses the environment that forces him to focus on doing things, his brain is more active than ever.
It would be better to say that there were only a few questions that he thought about most during his fighting career.
Where are the devils?
My backpack is full, don’t treat me like a mule.
Where is the way to the next level?
Beyond that, this guy doesn't even think about what he's going to eat next.
After all, you can't expect a guy who can fill a hut with hard black bread to have much pursuit of food.
He is not a mage who pursues refinement, nor is he a monk who has faith.
He has only one requirement for food, that is, it must be edible.
"Uncle, stop touching the top of your head. I feel like my head is almost covered with pulp."
Gill tried hard to get rid of Bulcasso's clutches, but one hand He was unable to resist the power of the barbarians while being held captive.
Bulcaisel, who was trapped in his own wild thoughts, did not feel his struggle at all.
After all, how to make him feel something is something that even the devil is curious about.
Every time they see Bulcasso with wounds all over his body, but expressionless as he comes waving weapons to kill, those demons will wonder if they are angels, and Bulcaisso is the devil.
The power of fire and arcane magic cannot make him make a sound. Even if the poison dyes his body a miserable green, he can chop off the demon's head without any reaction.
“Okay, let’s start purchasing.”
Bulcaisel stood up and led Jill towards the supermarket.
(End of this chapter)