Chapter 2 True or False

Looking at Zhang Pang in front of him, the fat man turned his mind and asked, "Are you really here?"

"Of course it's true, more true than gold coins! Our Zhang family is also a big family with a head and face in Baihua. The eldest brother can find someone to ask casually. Speaking of his family, Zhang Pang's face is still a little proud.

The fat man said quietly, "That's a little coincidental. My destination this time is Baihuadu, but I have to hurry and leave tomorrow..."

"Haha, my big brother and I are really predestined!" Zhang Pang began to pat the table excitedly again. This time, the people on the table next to him learned to be obedient, all with their heads down and just eating the food on his table. Zhang Pang shouted with an excited face, "Since the eldest brother is leaving tomorrow, I will go with the eldest brother tomorrow."

"Didn't you run away from home? Are you really going back?" The fat man said calmly.

When Zhang Pang heard the fat man's words, his face suddenly lengthen and said with a bitter face, "There's nothing I can do. I'm about to run out of money. If I don't go back, I'm afraid I can't even afford to eat a bowl of noodles in the future."

"Didn't you say you just won 2,000 gold coins?"

"It's only 2,000 gold coins. How can it be enough to spend!" Zhang Pang's eyes widened, with a look of a prodigal son. The fat man rolled his eyes, lowered his head and continued to eat his noodles.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhang Pang invited the fat man to experience the nightlife in the small town here. The fat man just said that he was too tired to go back to his room to rest. Zhang Pang didn't care and asked the shopkeeper to open the best room. Naturally, this account was also hanging on his young master Zhang's head.

Zhang Pang rubbed his hands and went to experience the nightlife here with his eyes shining. The fat man looked at his departing back, and his heart was a little strange. Why did he look at this Pang with a strange and familiar feeling? He shook his head. The fat man couldn't help laughing. It's true that he was strange. As for familiarity... Zhang Pang's eyes just talked about nightlife, his eyes were shining, and his obscene face was a little familiar. Maybe he Would it be better if I just promised to go with you?

The idea of going with him just faded in his mind. After telling the shopkeeper that he had nothing to do, the fat man turned around and strode upstairs.

The magic wall lamp is bright. The room is a composite structure. When there is a compartment for bathing, in addition to the bedroom, there is also a small guest room, which is better than the inn where the fat man once stayed in Maple Leaf City.

As soon as the fat man entered the room, he closed the door with a 'bang'. He glanced around the room, and when he saw the compartment, his eyes suddenly lit up. Step by step to the cubicle.

When he came to the door of the compartment, the fat man seemed to forget that there was another small door and bumped straight into it. As a result, he was self-evident. With a 'bang', the fat man covered his nose, stepped back with two tears, and stared at the door with extremely resentment.

"Come again, I won't believe it!" The fat man gritted his teeth and hit it again with a 'bang'. This time, he learned to be obedient. He not only used much less force, but also used to hit a relatively hard forehead. Although it was also a little painful, at least it was not as miserable as directly hitting his nose.

"Come again!" Bang"

"Come again!!" Bang!"

"Come again..."

The fat man gritted his teeth and competed with this small door. His forehead was a little red and he still didn't want to stop. The sound of 'bang bang' sounded one after another. The fat man looks crazy. If there is someone else present at this time, he must think that the fat man is crazy!

"Damn it! I've hit it seven or eight times, why can't it work!" The fat man touched the painful forehead with his hand, suddenly patted his thigh hard, and then looked at the wall next to him, which was harder than the wooden door!

"Swearing through the wall, going through the wall... What an idiot. Since it's said to go through the wall, it's natural to have a try with the wall!" The fat man muttered to himself, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter. He concentrated, mobilized his mind, looked at the wall in front of him as nothing, and walked straight over.

"Bang!"

The wall does not move at all, and it is much more painful to hit the wooden door with some cushions. The fat man gritted his teeth, stepped back a few steps, and then walked forward again.

"Bang! Pang bang!!"

Once, twice, three times... The fat man hit the wall again and again. Fortunately, the fat is still thick. Except for some infrared hair on the forehead, it's not a big deal.

I don't know how many times I tried. When the fat man hit the wall again, he instinctively closed his eyes and waited for the pain to happen, but he didn't react for a long time. He opened his eyes. After a little stunned, he screamed with ecstasy on his face. He clenched his fist hard and couldn't help waving, and the joy was uncontrollable.

No wonder the fat man was so excited. Just now, he successfully penetrated from one end of the wall to the other end, and the wooden door in the compartment behind him was still closed, as if to tell the fat man that he had really penetrated the wall!

I took a look at the 'plug-in' interface. Sure enough, behind the [through the wall] column, it has risen from the original 0% to 1%!

After the ecstasy, the fat man regained his composure. He secretly thought, "It seems that it can really be done through the wall, but the success rate is too low. Unless the proficiency can be improved again, it must rise to at least 50%. It's just that this [through the wall] is arranged after [automatic pick-up]. I think that [automatic pick-up] used my old nose strength at the beginning, but it can only rise to 33%. If it hadn't been for this time, I don't know why it would have suddenly risen to full value. I'm afraid that it will take at least half a year to raise it up, and the [automatic pick up] in front of him. It is still so difficult. It can be imagined that it is much more difficult to rise through the wall.

In addition, not only this [through the wall], but also my first passive skill [Dodge] is only 1%. This skill does not seem to need to be completed by yourself. However, compared with [through the wall], the [Dodge] skill is undoubtedly more important at present. If it was not accidentally triggered by yourself that day, I'm afraid the assassin would have succeeded at that time!"

The fat man has been thinking about it for a long time and feels that it is more practical to practice the [dge] skill first. However, when he made a decision and wanted to practice the [dodge] skill, he couldn't help but make it difficult.

This dodge is a passive skill, and it doesn't need the fat man to use spiritual ideas, but in this way, the fat man doesn't know how to start. Do you give yourself a knife like an assassin? The fat man is not so stupid. If he really wants to do this, nine out of ten, the fat man has to give this life to himself. But what if you don't do this?

For a while, the fat man was in trouble. He hid in the room alone and couldn't find anyone to cooperate with him in this fortress town. Although there were several ideas, there was no possibility of implementation at this time. After thinking about it, the fat man finally decided to let go of the [dge] skill first. At least tonight, he should try to improve the [through the wall] first.

Make a decision, and the fat man will begin to put it into practice. Therefore, the sound of hitting the wall sounded from time to time in the room. When he climbed dizzy to ** and fell asleep, even the fat man himself could not remember how many times he had hit, but it was not completely unrecovered. At least [through the wall] was barely increased from 1% to 2%, and he was found by the fat man. No It can only penetrate the wall, and even the door made of wood can be passed through directly.

He slept until dawn in a daze. When Zhang Pang pounded the door outside, the fat man finally shook his still confused head and climbed up from ** as if his whole body was about to fall off.

"It's so uncomfortable... Shit! I was so stupid last night! Sure enough, my brain was knocked unconscious. Damn it, I forgot to tie the quilt to the wooden door and hit it. Whoo-hoo... My head hurts so much!"

Touching the soft quilt under his body, at this moment, the fat man burst into tears.

"Bang Bang Bang, big brother, get up, the carriage is ready, hurry up!" Zhang Pang slapped the door loudly. The fat man wanted to go to bed again. At this time, he couldn't stand the noise. He simply went to open the door and said with a straight face and said unhappily, "What's the matter? Early in the morning, why don't you run to bed and come to me?"

"It's just that I'm too sleepy, so I'm here to wake you up." Zhang Pang said and yawned. He looked tired and said, "I was so excited last night. I just came back and didn't sleep all night."

The fat man was surprised: "Then go to sleep. Is it because your nightlife is so rich that you can't sleep now?"

"I can fall asleep with a pillow now... Aren't I afraid of delaying my eldest brother's trip?" Zhang Pang rubbed his eyes and urged, "Hurry up, hurry up, I won't tell you. You pack up and we'll leave immediately. The carriage is ready below."

After Zhang Pang finished speaking, he turned around and went downstairs. The fat man was so noisy by him that he was not sleepy for a while. He had nothing to clean up. After a simple wash, he followed him downstairs.

The shopkeeper got up very early. When the fat man went downstairs, he greeted the fat man warmly.

"Master Zhang has got into the carriage. Master Zhang said that the food on the carriage has been prepared, so that the prince doesn't have to delay any longer."

Following the instructions of the shopkeeper, the fat man saw the carriage parked outside the inn.

Good guy, he really deserves to be an authentic prodigal! Ordinary carriages usually only use two horses to pull, and a better one uses four or six. Even the best carriages seen by the fat man in the Cafing family only use eight horses to pull, while the carriage used by Zhang Pang, a prodigal, is completely covered with twelve tall horses. Although the carriage does not look luxurious, But it's very big. Even if there are 20 or 30 people in it, it won't seem crowded.

"It's just two people on their way, which is too exaggerated..." The fat man was still standing at the door and stunned, but the two drivers in front of the carriage noticed his existence and said, "Master, Mr. Zhang told you to come in quickly. If you want to live in Silicon Forest City before dark at night. Su, we have to hurry up.

Since so many people urged, the fat man did not delay. When he entered the carriage, he knew why Zhang Pang was in such a hurry to urge. In the extremely spacious carriage compartment, Zhang Pang was lying on the soft bedding and sleeping sideways, and there were still two people kneeling beside him. The beautiful woman, holding a small fan, fanned the wind next to her. When she saw the fat man coming in, she just opened her lips and smiled, which was a greeting.

Zhang Pang was sleeping, and even the fat man didn't respond when he came in. The attention of the two beautiful women was only on Zhang Pang, and they stopped paying attention after just saying hello to the fat man.

The fat man secretly despises Zhang Pang's extravagant life, but there is nothing to envy. The fat man is still a very innocent guy. With the little demon, he doesn't have so many other ideas. What's more, with the comparison of the little demon's peerless face, he is afraid that he doesn't like ordinary vulgar fans now.

No one pays attention to him, and the fat man is naturally happy. At this time, the carriage moved slowly, and the fat man no longer took care of Zhang Pang and the two women. After eating something in the carriage to fill his stomach, he leaned on the carriage and closed his eyes.

The luxurious carriage is not just for showing off. At least when they went out of the city, the gatekeepers did not dare to be more difficult when they saw the carriage coming. After hearing a few scolds from the driver, they didn't even dare to see anyone sitting on the carriage, so they obediently let it go.

It's so simple to get out of the city, and the fat man who has been nervous is also slightly stunned. But when I think about it, I feel relieved. The Roman Kingdom has been in peace for a long time. Even if this is a border fortress, the soldiers guarding the city may not be on guard. When the fat man enters the city, he can casually hide in the caravan, which is mostly related to this. In addition, Zhang Pang's carriage was indeed a sting. After seeing the carriage, the soldiers were timid at first. After hearing the coachman's scolding, they naturally did not dare to insist any more, for fear that they would offend some big man if they were not careful. The two made it so easy for the fat man to sit in the carriage and get out of the border fortress.

The carriage came out of the gate of the fortress, and then turned to the right side of the road. Just as the dust passing by the carriage had not completely dissipated, another fat man riding alone appeared at the gate, white and tender, which looked similar to Zhang Biao.

The fat man looked very eye-catching. At this time, the gatekeeper soldiers straightened their chest and stayed in trouble. When the fat man couldn't stand the trouble and obediently offered gold and silver, he let the strange fat man go.

At the same time, early in the morning, there was a roar of horses' hoofs on the streets of this small border fortress.

More than a dozen horses galloped on the road, and from time to time, the knight got off the horse and entered the inn hotel along the road. After a brief inquiry, he shook his head and turned over the horse again and looked for the next inn.

Soon, the knights arrived at the inn where the fat man stayed last night. Immediately, the knight went in as usual to inquire, and happened to meet the shopkeeper behind the counter.

"What did you say? Have you ever seen a fat man? Oh, my lord, this is an inn. There are so many people coming and going every day. Naturally, there are fat and thin... What? Is there a magic image? Don't say it earlier. Let me take a look for you..."

The knight frowned and took out a magic image. The shopkeeper only glanced a few times, then patted the counter and shouted, "Is this the master looking for him? He lived in a small shop last night and left at dawn in the morning. Yes, he rode a horse alone. How could the little old man make a mistake? I greeted him in the morning... Hey, master, don't chase him. He has gone far away, and you can't catch up..."

Irred to the word of the innkeeper, the people who came out of the gate with great joy, turned over the horse, roared, and led the others to the gate.

When he arrived at the gate, the familiar one asked the gatekeeper. Early this morning, a suspicious-looking fat man could come out of the city.

A soldier took five or six gold coins from the horse knight, smiled with satisfaction and said, "In the morning, there was a fat man who had just passed. He went to the path on the left. He was really a weirdo. He didn't walk on the right road, but he had to take this path. Looking at his fat body, I'm afraid he would suffer a lot. "

The knights' eyes were bright, but the leader still cautiously asked, "Are you sure there is only such a fat man here this morning?"

The gatekeeper was a little dissatisfied and said, "Is there any more fake? Early in the morning, there were not many people here. The fat man's characteristics were obvious, so naturally he would not admit his mistake. Believe it or not, why are you looking for this fat man? Don't do something that hurts people and lives?"

"How come? We are all good people." The leading knight said perfunctorily and stuffed a few gold coins for the soldiers. Then he greeted the back. Everyone got on the horse one after another and went out of the city to chase the remote path on the left.

Although the path was bumpy and uneven, it was good that there were no other cross roads all the way. I chased all the way. It was not until noon that I saw a fat man running a horse on the path from afar.

The knights' eyes were shining and they chased more vigorously. The fat man also seemed to have found them and clapped the horse faster, but after all, he was fat, not as skilled as the knights. In less than half an hour, he was caught up by the knights from behind and surrounded.

"Huh? That's not right! Not that fat man! Damn, we're chasing the wrong person!"

Although there are three aspects of similarity, the fat man in front of him is obviously not the person everyone wants to find. Everyone looked at each other in contemptability, and a grumpy man couldn't help swinging a whip at the fat man and scolding fiercely, "When you see us coming, you run away! You idiot!"

The fat man said aggrievedly, "Aren't you bandits and mountain thieves? With so many of you chasing me, I will naturally run away.

After waved a few whips, they were persuaded to return to the original road with a decadent face. Unfortunately, none of them saw the beaten fat man behind them, but now they are full of inexplicable smiles.

When a group of knights returned to the city, it was already evening. After missing this whole day, it was extremely difficult to find someone again. Once you miss this border fortress and want to find someone in the Roman Kingdom, it is really as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Report the news and say that the fat man had passed here when we received the news." The knight leader gritted his teeth and said, "In another half of the people, chase the road on the right. Even if you can't catch it, you have to let the superior know that we have tried our best. No one is allowed to tell today's story. This time our Jinlock family has lost so much face. If the superiors know that we have lost people, I'm afraid no one here has a good fruit to eat.

Everyone was also worried. Hearing that the leader had the intention to cover up the past, they all agreed.

That night, a reluctant roar came from the headquarters of the Golden Rock family in the City of Death, and Edsell, who was wrapped in layers of white cloth on his right arm, angrily tore the information in his hand into pieces.