As the saying goes, don't trust people when you use them, and don't use people when you don't trust them.

Since he is the cousin of Zhenjun.

Then you can barely trust it.

Pratir relaxed a little and turned to look at Zhenjun Zhenjun, as if asking him what he meant. Is it possible to talk about so many shameful things about the Black Truffle Caravan? Don't talk about your cousin.

No, neither can my biological brother or my biological brother.

"Sir, don't be anxious." Zhenjun Moyu Hunben said with a smile: "My cousin is a well-known bully recently. Children are scared to pee when they see him. But in fact, he is also a tragic figure. His

His wife betrayed him and not only took away his property but also shared it with another man. My cousin was so angry that he directly punished the betrayed wife, the man who poached him, and the businessman who sold the house..."

"What are they?" Platir asked quickly.

How could we just stop at the critical moment?

This is not a good habit, I will definitely ask you to change it in the future.

The Taoist Master smiled awkwardly, his eyes swept over Platir and the indifferent faces one by one, then he cleared his throat and said mysteriously:

"My cousin dragged them all into a small dark room, treated them as they were treated, and even went to the dog meat shop in the city to borrow a dozen big black dogs, tsk tsk~

"

Not doing human things: "(°Д°)???"

Platir: "⊙ω⊙!!!"

This is a cruel person!

After listening to the story of inhumanity, Platir was in awe of this strange cousin. He also had the experience of being cuckolded. If it weren't for that hateful woman, he would not be determined to devote himself to a bright career and eventually become

The owner of the Black Truffle Caravan.

"Nice to meet you!" Platir extended his hand in a friendly manner.

He didn't have the courage to do nothing when facing his betrayed wife, but this didn't affect his appreciation for such ruthless people with vicious methods.

"Just now your cousin said what is your profession?"

"...Gunmancer."

He raised his voice indifferently and made a hoarse and sinister voice, like a hungry wolf dormant and hunting, and at the same time he held the businessman's hand.

Platir blinked in confusion.

Gunner.

This is the first time I have heard of such a profession.

But he knew about the knight's gun.

I saw that this indifferent man was carrying a long-handled weapon wrapped in a strip of cloth behind his back, which fit the characteristics of a long gun.

"At the same time...I'm also very good at American Iai!"

Another brand new vocabulary.

Platir felt that he was too old to keep up with the social trends in mainland China. He couldn't understand these terms at all, but that didn't matter. When you look at a person, you don't look at what he says, but at what he says.

Temperament and details.

That's what he saw so far.

Not to mention his meticulous stance and fierce momentum, it goes without saying that he is a powerful warrior.

Let’s capture the general Moyu first.

I met this ruthless person again.

This is the fact that the gods are helping the rise of Black Truffle, and it also means that what they are doing now is completely correct, and the tyrant on the throne will eventually fall under the sword of that lord.

Both parties had a good impression when they met.

At least that's what Platir thinks.

He let Mr. Moyu Hunben Zhenjun and Wu Renshi into the room, and said with a smile: "It's cold. If you have anything to do, come in and talk. I have a jug of good wine here. Let's talk while drinking."

The three of them were seated.

Platir poured the wine, and the soldier who was called inhumane also took off his cloak.

He looks very young and has a heroic appearance.

Even such a powerful warrior must be abandoned.

I don’t know if that woman is out of her mind.

There was a reason why he was betrayed in the first place.

Because his fastest time is no more than five seconds.

Although he has improved a lot now by taking medicine, it rarely reaches half a minute. However, Platir is very satisfied. He is a contented person.

Thinking of this, Platir suddenly became a little curious.

"I would like to ask, why did that woman betray such a heroic figure like you in the first place? I see that my little brother is young, very powerful, and his appearance is remarkable..."

"Because I'm too strong."

He said with a sneer, "Women are all liars. When we first married me, they were surprised and happy when they saw how big I was. They said they were me for the rest of their lives. Less than a week later, they started crying and making trouble!"

Platir: "..."

The atmosphere became somewhat silent.

After a while, Platir, who recovered from his inferiority complex, coughed twice, relieved his embarrassment, and said with a laugh:

"Little brother, don't be sad. It's her loss to leave you. You are still so young and have a great career to complete. When you become rich and powerful, what kind of woman will you not find?"

"Hmm." He snorted nonchalantly and said again:

"I'm not sad. Just like the load-bearing pillar in this hotel, it can't open the lock on the cabinet after all."

Pratir glanced at the load-bearing pillar with his hands clasped together, then at the keyhole on the cabinet, pursed his lips, held the bowl in his left hand, and fell into silence again.

The real gentleman who was trying to catch a fish was almost laughing like crazy on the side.

Who gave Platir a debuff for kidney deficiency below his health bar?

"Haha, let's stop this topic right here."

Platir tried to keep his tone calm.

"Now let's talk about the great cause, and your team."

After saying that, he turned to look at Moyu, the true king, and asked with a smile: "Moyu, have you told your cousin about the mission and beliefs of our caravan?"

The true gentleman who is a fisherman shook his head.

This thing is the secret of the black truffle caravan.

Pratir only told him when he was about to arrive at Pinewood City, but he couldn't remember what came out of his left ear and what went in in his right ear. If he was asked to repeat it now, he could only find it in the system log.

When Platier saw Moyu Hunben Zhenjun shaking his head, he admired Moyu Hunben Zhenjun even more in his heart.

They are engaged in rebellion.

Strength is indeed very important, but more importantly, your mouth must be tight!

It is obvious that the real master who is a fisherman already possesses such a trait and can focus on cultivating it. Looking at the confused look in the eyes of the cousin who is called indifferent, it is obvious that he knows nothing about the secret of the black truffle caravan.

When it comes to looking at people, Platier considers himself pretty good.

"Since Your Excellency Moyu didn't say it clearly, let me tell you." Pratir's expression became serious, "It has been almost a season since the Winter King came to the throne. However, during his reign, he was extravagant, extravagant and mediocre. He was alone in the world.

A group of demihuman maids are having fun in Winter City, but they don’t know that the entire empire is suffering! Look at this desolate Pinewood City!"

Having said that.

Platir took three steps at a time and came to the window.

The window opened with a "crack" sound.

"Take a good look!"

he shouted impassionedly.

The real gentleman who was trying to make a fool of himself and the indifferent man came to the window.

I saw lights and colorful decorations on the streets and a bustle of people.

Even though it's almost late at night, the vendors haven't gone home yet.

Densely crowded players surrounded the street of the small hotel, and the colorful magic lights dazzled everyone.
Chapter completed!