Chapter 46 Huashan Festival Event [1]

In Rom City, the atmosphere was very warm. At a flower shop on L'Aquila Street, the shop owner was very excited to count a large handful of gold coins in his hand. Just now, three stupid warriors actually spent thirty-five gold coins to ask him to customize a float, a sufficient amount of Roma gold lira, and the fat little boss put the gold coins in his mouth one after another. The feeling of enough came, which made the little boss very happy. He said to himself: That idiot Nile is really stupid to go home.

The idiot Nile in the heart of the little boss is naturally Tiger. Boss House, and the other two, of course, are Totti and Pocain. Boss Ma can also be restrained in his murderous spirit. When the little boss smiled, Totti and Pokane came up with a real murderous spirit and almost scared the shopkeeper to pee in his pants. At this time, the little fat boss was still there excited and scared at the same time. He secretly said to himself: Those three guys are simply not normal people.

"Head, what do you want to do with the float?" Totti asked.

The role of the float is nothing more than that during the Flower Mountain Festival celebration, you can pass by the Emperor Street, and then take a look at the Roman Emperor Frank I. The rest have no other functions at all. Totti doesn't understand Tiger. What on earth is Boss House going to do? I just vaguely feel that this action can definitely go down in history. Even in the future, his reputation can't be won by the rest of the army commanders.

"Well, there are so many bullshit. When you should know, you will naturally know." Ma Hu shouted coldly, and scared Totti's face turned white. He nodded and said yes. Then he shut up honestly. The three slowly moved forward. The pedestrians on the road saw that the three of them were tall and armed. They only regarded them as idle mercenaries with contemptuous eyes, and flashed aside for fear of provoking these poor scum. If Being blackmailed by the scattered soldiers is really a matter of crying without tears.

"Go to San Marino Street." Boss Ma whispered that the three of them were still an ordinary person's expression and moved forward slowly. It looked like a small group. The Niles were the boss, while the Scandinavians and Sicilians were younger brothers. This combination, the whole Roma City, has no 10,000, but also 5,000. You can see it everywhere. Boss Ma's clothes are very ordinary and too simple. It's really not easy to get along in Rom City. He knows one thing very well. In a damn place like Rom City, money must be there.

San Marino Street was originally the location of San Marino Cathedral. At that time, the Cardinal Archbishop San Marino preached with the papal oracle here. The cathedral was built without spending a penny on the church. Only many years later, the Roman Empire was strong, and the monarchy overwhelmed the theocracy. In the expansion of the Roman City, this classic building became a vassal. Even in the next two or three hundred years, only the children of the nobles came here to pray. Archbishop San Marino's wish to preach the world was broken. However, this bishop's spirit of dedicating his life to the doctrine is still very admirable.

His Majesty the three-generation emperor, Emperor Caltno I, once ordered a famous scholar to write the biography of the Twelve Saints. Hao Ran, Archbishop of San Marino, ranked second and was the only cleric bishop among the Twelve Saints. The rest are either famous scholars or celebrities who have made important contributions. It can be said that although the imperial power and theocracy complement each other and are opposite, the Archbishop of San Marino, both ability and character, is admired by all generations of kings.

The street later became a pastime for many aristocratic children. Someone once joked that on San Marino Street, a brick was thrown in the cathedral, which could hit at least one baron. It can be imagined that the people here have a prominent and noble status and have a social status and capital that is beyond the reach of others. It's just that after this group of people have been flocking to San Marino Street, it has gradually changed from the original holy place to the distribution center of the wind and moon place. Every year during the Huashan Festival, the circus and troupe that pray for His Majesty will come here and be ready to perform at any time. In fact, this kind of performance began a month ago. Dozens of teams are working there. I will go on stage after singing today, and everyone will take turns tomorrow. One program every day is really very lively.

And around this, there are clubs or high-end brothels of famous families, but only people and nobles who can get it can enter this place. Of course, there are also impruous clergy who sneak in through the small door, and then go to a remote room to hook up with some prostitutes to do some dirty things.

However, this kind of thing has become a very normal thing for nearly two or three hundred years, and no one questions anything. To put it bluntly, even a priest is also a man, and he also needs to vent.

"San Marino Fengyue Street really lives up to its reputation. When I came here once, I knew that the Fengyue Street elsewhere was simply garbage." For the first time, Totti didn't drool and his eyes were flutter. Boss Ma sneered in his heart and said to himself: This boy seems to have been hit again.

Ma Hu guessed it well. Totti's own wisdom is naturally unquestionable. He also has the ability to see the essence through phenomena. In such a prosperous place, if there is no super administrative ability to escort him, and there is no supreme power to give him the green light. There is no doubt that such a wind and moon street will only be reduced to Tamsa. Like those brothels in Lucheng, they have become the money-greveling tool of the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment. It can be annexed or even eliminated anytime and anywhere. Such a situation also makes Totti feel the strength of the country. Even if it is just a wind and moon street, it is full of self-confidence and domineering.

The three people's thoughts are different, but when they walked into San Marino Fengyue Street, the streamer on the street still looked at the three people with a little astonishment, and did not make eye to autumn waves or wince as usual. After all, the smell of the bastard Qiu Ba on the three people was too heavy. Pokane has another dead face. Naturally, his murderous spirit is heavier than Totti. Although Totti looks handsome, he has long abandoned the original creamy appearance in the past two years of training, and his style of behavior is also quite a Tiger. House style is tough.

Three tall men stood at the corner of the street and watched for a while. Boss Ma grinned and said, "Let's go. I heard that the ready-to-wear shop on San Marino Fengyue Street is very famous. It's the right thing for us to buy some beautiful clothes."

"Head." Totti was waiting to open his mouth and continue to ask what Boss Ma was going to do. He just thought that Boss Ma had just stopped his question, so he smiled awkwardly and quickly said, "Nothing, nothing... Ha ha."

Looking at Totti's silly and embarrassed appearance, Ma Hu snorted, smiled evilly and said, "You can just take this Rom City party as a trip."

After saying that, he swaggered forward and entered the eyes of Boss Ma at the first clothing store, thinking that he was unwilling to run elsewhere. He was very annoyed. However, I didn't see that this garment shop is obviously much more deserted than several in the street. It is reasonable that the shops at the corner of the street are more lively. No matter how bad it is, it is the location. Now it seems that it is indeed much more decadent.

With a squeak, the door of the pine was pushed open. Because of the door, the door curtain suddenly rose, and there was a jingling wind bell. When I entered the door, a magic lamp just shone on the wall, and all kinds of styles came into sight. Ma Hu didn't go to observe what the people in the store were doing. He just took two guys to pick and pick them out, found a summer dress of the Nile aristocracy, and then whispered, "Cut this skirt short. These useless fancy things have been gone. I want this one."

Ma Hu looked up and said to the people in the counter, but for a moment, he saw that several people inside were looking at him stupidly. Three or five people were confronting two men there, and behind the two men stood a woman. The woman was tall, with chestnut hair hanging down to her waist, and her eyes were wide, flashing with worry, fear and surprise. When I looked at the three people coming in, the atmosphere in the store was very awkward, and I didn't know what it was.

The five people next to him are all warriors. Judging from the costume, they should be soldiers of a certain family. The armor is a common light infantry light armor. He looked inside calmly with sloppy eyes, tilted his head and roared, "What are you son of a bitch still looking at?" Why don't you come and pick out my clothes!"

This low roar made the five soldiers suddenly collapse and said to himself: Where did this Nile idiot come from? Didn't you see the situation clearly?

The two men who confronted them complained secretly. The three guys who came in were idiots at first glance. They did nothing but add trouble. What's more, don't you have eyes? Is it time to entertain guests?

"Miss Lucy, our count has said that as long as Miss Lucy is willing to visit the count's house, the business of this store will be better." What the leading soldier said stunned Boss Ma. Hey? Is this the legendary scene of aristocrats robbing beautiful women? Then he was touched by someone?

It's just that these five guys ignored the birdlikeness of his existence, which really made Boss Ma very unhappy. Totti grinned and said to himself: These five idiots are really in vain to be senior warriors. They can't even judge what kind of strength the three people who came in are.

Under normal circumstances, an excellent warrior will naturally be careful when he sees the same strong and murderous warrior. After verifying the position of the force, he will decide whether to make trouble or say hello. In this situation, it is best to avoid the fight between two people from the same alliance.

"Tell the count that Lucy's status is too low to enter the count's mansion as a guest. I hope... I hope the count can understand." The woman quickly looked away from the three guys who came in from the outside, and the unreasonable words of Boss Ma just now, she only regarded it as the ignorant words of an unknown person.

The five people's faces changed, and suddenly the murderous spirit burst out. They were about to make trouble, but they saw Ma Laoda staggering to a soldier and put him on his shoulder. With just a slight lift, he lifted the soldier up and then shouted, "Fuck you, I can even talk. Didn't you hear? Ah--"

With a bang, the poor guy was smashed into the wall, and the wall was suddenly smashed through, flew to the street, rolled the debris all over the ground, and twitched twice. Unexpectedly, he did not stand up, spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and then fell down again. Obviously, he was seriously injured.

The leading soldier was stunned and shocked, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down.

The scene fell into embarrassment again. The guy who was thrown out just now was at least a level 15 warrior, but... the Nile man was picked up and smashed out by the one in front of him? Yes, it was smashed out, and that guy didn't even have a chance to react.

It's lively to watch, which is naturally exciting. However, in a minute, there was a group of people on San Marino Street, including the children of the warbler and the depressed nobles, and many high-ranking nobles who stayed in the carriage. The soldier was about to say something harsh when the man outside the door said in surprise, "Aha, isn't this the bodyguard of the Count Carpathian's house? Why did you get beaten like this?"

Boss Ma is definitely possessed by the god of hooligans at this moment. He looks down at those idiots, who are 1.92 meters tall, and the left and right two are ready to lose their temper**. For the bastards of Yu Tamsalu, as long as the bosses decide one thing, then do it hard!

"The dog of the Count of Carpathians?" Boss Ma's eyes were joking, and his voice was full of chill. At least the soldier was also a senior soldier. Unexpectedly, he was scared by the momentum and didn't even have the courage to pull out the sword.

"Throw them out to me! I want to change my clothes!" Mr. Ma waved his hand. The Scandinavian Bocan immediately grabbed one with one hand. The two guys were waiting to resist, but they were hit hard by each other by Pokan holding his head, and the two idiots fainted. Then Pokan calmly threw the two guys out.

There are more and more people watching the hustle and bustle on the street.

And Totti shrugged his shoulders, giving ** a foot to each person, and a heavy blow to the egg, which was absolutely refreshing. Oh, with a scream, the men outside were so broken that they thought that these bastards really dared to do anything.

"I am the Count of Abu Bailas! The first-class nobles of the Kingdom of the Nile met the people who did not have to salute the Emperor of the Nile. Although they have not been to the imperial capital for many years, they have never seen such an impolite Roma person when they have been out to play for so many years! Humph! What a disgrace to the face of the Roman Empire..." Boss Ma blurted out, looking like I was a high nobleman in another country. Everyone is in a bad cold. Is it... Is this the Nile aristocracy? Oh, my God... No wonder, Tiger, the Nileman in the north. House is that kind of bastard. It turns out that their nobles are the same.

It's just that the Count of Abu Shiraz is not very profound in the minds of the Niles. Because this count is itself a barbarian tribe in the middle of the southern continent. At the beginning, the Nile emperor crowned the bastard tribe as the count's territory because he couldn't stand it. And Mount Abbelas is the territory of this tribe. I haven't seen the count go on a pilgrimage to the imperial capital of the Nile Empire all year round. Most of the time, I just heard where the bastard count was. Now... Have you finally crossed the Grand Sea, crossed the ocean, and come to the Roma Empire?

However, everyone has heard that the count is rich and nothing else. It seems that this guy is dressed in rags. Isn't it a fake?

When I was waiting for doubts, Boss Ma took out a bag of gold coins from his arms and smashed them on the table. There were 70 or 80 gold coins that rolled out, which were excellent. After all... Mount Abu Bailas is a famous gold mining area. This also makes people understand why the Nile emperor crowned that bastard.

However, this title of count has been passed down for at least a dozen generations. Up to now, hasn't the heir of this title learned even a little civilization?

Mr. Ma threw the gold coins on the table and shouted, "Give me the best materials, the best workers, and the best clothes!" Do you understand? Stupid woman!"

The woman named Lucy was very tough on the Count Carpathian's house just now, but she cried at the ferocious roar of Boss Ma. I just nodded when I was crying!

Everyone sweated and said to their hearts: This guy is really messy.

Boss Ma looked around, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He said to himself: Damn, the feeling of pretending, it's so fucking good.