MTL - Kingdom’s Bloodline-Chapter 671 What a **** loss

   Chapter 671 What a **** loss

A few seconds later, Thales quickly reacted and subconsciously wanted to protect Shi Lai behind him, but the latter was faster than him - Ms. Kevin Deere withdrew her left arm from Thales' hand, Then put the palm of the hand tightly under the right armpit, so that no one can see it.

   is like hiding your ugliest secret.

   Or bury your most precious treasure.

   And she moved so fast and her strength was fierce, as if Thales had a red-hot iron in her hand.

   But it's not over yet.

   "Do you think her right hand is the same? I heard the doctor say that it's all in pairs!"

  The discussion in the crowd is getting louder and more unscrupulous:

   "What about the feet? Could she also have six toes on her feet?"

   "Maybe there is a tail..."

   "Hey!"

   "Hey, she won't have three **? Just like the freak show circus we saw in Vine City..."

   "The priest is right, the thief has three hands and the juggler has six fingers!"

   "The parents must have done something wrong and were punished by the setting sun."

   "An ancestor or family made a big mistake!"

   "I know I know! It is said that the person who committed the crime of **** with close relatives will give birth to such a deformed child!"

Hearing more and more discussions in the crowd, Xile looked at her left palm buried under her right armpit in horror, looked at everyone's fearful and curious eyes, and listened to everyone's rustling whispers. Started shaking uncontrollably.

   "No, no, no..."

   At that moment, Xi Lai seemed to suddenly have trouble breathing. She was terrified and gasping for breath, as if she was drowning.

   And the gloves—the pair of gray gloves that Shirai never took away from his hands, one of which was lying on the ground at this moment.

   shriveled and dirty.

   Powerless and lonely.

   There is a fifth finger cuff that is slightly larger than the other four.

   "Bah, it turned out to be a freak."

  Ragno said disdainfully:

   "Six fingers, no wonder they are so flexible."

   "Shut up!" Thales interrupted him angrily, he took off his jacket with his backhand, wrapped it around Shiley's waist, and covered her arm.

   But he found helplessly and painfully that he only had one coat.

   Only one piece.

   "Is this the sinner?"

   "I have seen this kind of person who is going to be imprisoned, chanting scriptures day and night to atone for their sins!"

   "I heard from an old man in my hometown that only those who have been kissed by demons in their mother's womb will have fingers like this. It's a bad omen..."

   "How can such a person be born, as soon as he is born, he will be smothered to death, to avoid disasters and disasters!"

   "I heard that in ten countries in the Far East, such deformed cadavers can be eaten as medicine!"

   "Fuck, are the Far Easterners so wild?"

   "No wonder her brother is so poor..."

   "That girl is so pitiful, she must have had a hard time..."

   "You have to help her, and let the priest of the setting sun come to exorcise her!"

   "Deserved!"

   "Get away from her, you will be unlucky!"

   Amidst the discussion, the aunt who had just cooperated with Xi Lai to perform magic and couldn't help speaking for her was startled. She turned pale, hurriedly pushed through the crowd, and quickly left without looking back.

   Ragnor, who ripped off Shirai's gloves, couldn't help but stunned. He rubbed his hands in disgust, as if there was some filth on them.

   Thales had a hunch that he had to do something, and he turned around:

   "Sh-Wyana? You, are you okay?"

   Sheila raised her head slowly and glanced at him.

   Those eyes were calm, dull and numb.

   There is none of the girl's usual agility, domineering and vitality.

   But this dull look was like a nail, and a lot of words that Thales wanted to say were nailed into his throat.

   nailed between flesh and blood.

   "Go quickly, stay away from them..."

   "But I want to take another look..."

   "What are you looking at, you are not disgusting!"

   "Just take a look, this is a rare thing, it's not often seen..."

   "She won't show you..."

   "She's a performer, it's a big deal to give her some money..."

Amidst a group of people who were disgusted and curious, and even pointed at them with false rumors, Shi Lai lowered her head deeply, she slowly squatted down, her left hand was tightly wrapped around Thales' coat, and her right hand was firmly wearing gloves. The right hand—slowly, with difficulty, slid down little by little.

   picked up the glove on the ground.

   is like picking up his last dignity.

   And Thales stared blankly at all this

   Say something, Thales.

  Don't be stunned.

   Say something!

  Anything you can say to make her feel better!

talk!

Hold! Thales, you can't say a word!

   What about your eloquence? You can stun a cunning vampire, stop a battling Exeter, and call an angry king an ally!

   Are all **** liars!

  Speak, speak!

   Are you a **** idiot!

   At that moment, Thales trembled, and he realized that he was so clumsy.

   Everyone's eyes were still fixed on Xi Lai's body, as if it was the rarest and rarest exotic exhibition in the world.

   Even in the distance, Srimani sitting on a shaving chair in the shop.

why.

  Why are they all staring at her.

Why?

Does    really look that good?

Really!

   These bastards.

Hold!

   At that moment, looking at Shi Lai who was struggling to stand up, Thales finally understood: he couldn't speak to her.

   But there is at least one more thing he can do.

   The next second, the determined Thales took a deep breath and forced himself to smile.

   "That's right, everyone!"

   Thales turned his body to progress, and while blocking Shi Lai, he opened his arms to attract everyone's attention.

   "Wyana's glove has a trap!"

  His lips maintained a large arc, like a clown in a circus:

   "That allows her to pull off some great tricks!"

After a lot of    had dispersed, there was boos and boos from the sparse crowd.

   Shi Lai shuddered, she raised her head in fear and doubt, and watched Thales' performance.

"But it does not matter!"

   Thales laughed:

   "I, the true inheritor of the magic family, the great magician Wyya! Much better than my sisters!"

  The boy in single clothes turned around and raised his hands for everyone to see:

   "My hands don't wear gloves! But they can still make beautiful magic tricks!"

   The shaved guy Ragnor was taken aback:

   "Hey, how the **** do you dare to be here—"

   But Thales flicked his finger at him:

   "This Mr. Ragno!"

  The boy was in high spirits, as if he was standing not on the street, but on the most luxurious theater stage in the world:

"Your wallet is red, right? There's an R written on it? There's a pile of copper coins, twenty silver coins, and even two gold coins and a pile of large-value tickets. Wow, you're really rich. Are you helping the boss manage the accounts?"

   "How do you know—hey, don't do any tricks," Ragnor frowned, reaching out to his arms, "I told you—"

   But then his complexion changed drastically!

   "Fuck! You stole my purse!"

   Thales smiled and looked at him with a smile: "Nothing!"

  Raguenor gritted his teeth and greeted his companions to roll up their sleeves and go forward:

   "It's you! Damn I knew you were thieves from the moment you just pulled—"

   But Thales raised his hand at the right time:

   "No! I know the color of your purse because I saw it!"

   "Look at you paralyzed..."

   Thales pointed to the top of Ragno's head:

   "Here, right there!"

   At that moment, everyone turned their heads and immediately froze.

   "Stop talking nonsense! You return my purse, and I won't label you like your sister-"

  Ragnor threatened him, but was stunned when he turned around.

   Across the street, a red, heavy purse hung brightly on the clothes drying pole on the roof, wafting in the wind.

What?

  Ragueneau rubbed his eyes hard, looked at the distance from here to the clothesline, and couldn't believe it.

   And he's not the only one.

"Wow!"

   "Ma Ma, he is amazing!"

   The crowd erupted in astonishment no less than when Shi Lai was performing.

   "Fuck, is it true? So far?"

   "When did he hang up?"

   "Did you throw it in the past? While we weren't paying attention?"

   "Can you throw so accurately?"

   "I know, the master of the extreme realm can!"

   "So, this master of magic of Huaya is an extreme state?"

   Some even began to doubt Ragno:

   "Hey, buddy, aren't you a nursery? How much does it cost?"

   "As expected of an older brother, with the true biography, magic is better than my younger sister..."

   "Didn't you shave your head across from you? Work part-time as a childcare?"

  Xiley just put on his gloves and frowned when he saw this scene.

   "You, when did you...how did you do it?" Ragnor was surprised.

   "I said it!" Thales shrugged, "I'm not a thief, my sister and I, we are a family of magicians! The skills of tricks have been passed down from generation to generation!"

  Ragno felt fooled:

   "Fuck! Talk! What did you do? Ability? Throw it? Or did you collude with the gang?"

   "Hey, the secret of magic," Thales raised a finger in front of his lips and said with a smile, "One don't go into details, two don't reveal it, and three don't make it out..."

   "Four," Thales blinked, "Well, it's about to fall."

Ah?

  Ragueno was stunned for a moment, but the next second, the purse was suddenly torn apart, the coins in it fell with a crash, and the redemption tickets were even scattered in the wind.

  Ragno reacted: "Fuck!"

   Amidst the rolling coins, the crowd suddenly exploded, and many people couldn’t help but scatter around to pick up the money—especially the dozen or so gold and silver coins that were rolling around.

   "Don't pick it up! Don't allow it! Don't allow it! Who dares to black the money of Balta's shaving shop! Are you dying?"

  Ragueno roared angrily, while warning the others, he instructed his companions to pick up the money: "Go pick it up! That's... the boss!"

   Thales stood aside, watching all this calmly and innocently.

"you!"

  Ragno turned his head, pointed his teeth at Thales, and pressed his fist:

   "Wiya and Wyana, right? Well, you are finished today, wait for the boss to come back-"

   "Okay, just wait for your boss to come back," Thales replied calmly, pointing to the sky, "Will he settle my account first, or that account?"

   That account…

  Ragno was stunned, he hesitated for a moment, snorted angrily at Thales, and finally pointed to the redemption ticket floating far in the sky, and ran to join the team looking for money:

   "Don't worry about the coins! You guys, go get the ticket back first! That's the big one!"

   Seeing that the attention of the crowd and the shaved guys were all diverted, Thales breathed a sigh of relief and turned around.

All right.

  The hardest part is here.

   Facing Hillary, facing that hand... What should he say?

   What to say to make her…

   But he thought too much, because he was not the one who spoke first.

   "You, are you okay?" Shi Lai frowned, although her eyes were slightly red, the gloom she had just been swept away.

   Thales breathed a sigh of relief.

   "Me? Of course I'm fine!" He showed his front teeth and smiled stupidly.

   Sheila stared at him fixedly, as if she was meeting Thales for the first time.

  After a long while, Shi Lai sighed and handed back the coat and hat to Thales - from the backstage of the theater:

   "But you got a nosebleed."

   Thales was startled and covered his mouth and nose!

Oops.

   Really nosebleed!

   He just... just changed a little bit - the "trick" that Ashida said!

   Not so much!

  No no, now the most important thing is not to arouse suspicion!

   "Oh, this," Thales wiped his nosebleed indiscriminately, but made his face even more messy. At the same time, he tried to find an excuse, "Oh, I have taken some medicines that are prone to nosebleeds these days..."

  Xile narrowed his eyes, disbelief written all over his face.

   "Okay," Thales sighed, "You know, I just saw a beautiful girl, I accidentally glanced at it a few more times, and my heart got angry."

   Sheila was silent for a while:

   "In the crowd just now, the youngest girl was a little girl three feet tall, and the second youngest was the aunt who was pulling her."

   Thales' eyelids jumped.

   "I, what I said is true!"

Thales only felt that he wiped the nosebleed on his face worse and worse, just as the hole in his excuse got bigger and bigger: "You are also a girl, so I didn't pay attention, but I really saw it! Right in front of my eyes, Wow, that girl is really beautiful..."

   But before he could finish his sentence, Hillary pulled out a handkerchief and slapped him **** the face.

"what!"

   Thales hissed in pain, pulled the handkerchief off his face, and saw a bloodstain in the shape of a human face.

   "Next time you want to talk about love, please find something that is not so dirty, otherwise it will sound like harassment."

   Sheila turned around coldly:

   "Especially when I know: I'm not that pretty."

   Now it was Thales' turn to be startled.

Ah?

"I…"

What's the meaning? Is she not that pretty?

   "Also, it's fine to say this in private, but don't let my brother hear it, he'll go crazy."

   In the next second, Thales instantly reacted and waved his handkerchief in shock.

"no…"

   I'm not talking about you!

   I'm really just looking for excuses, not love words!

   But just as Thales was racking his brains to explain, Shi Lai suddenly took a deep breath.

   "Hey," the Kevin Deere girl said, with a hint of loneliness in her tone, "Just now, thank you."

   Thales, who was trying to wipe his nosebleed, was startled.

  The two were silent for a while.

"You are welcome."

   A few seconds later, Thales exhaled and smiled:

   "Wyana, good sister, it's all about magic, right?"

   Sheila glanced at him sideways, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

   Thales wiped his nosebleed all over, hesitating whether to return the dirty handkerchief to her. Finally, in the face of Xile's disgusting eyes, he had to change the subject to avoid embarrassment:

   "Very good, although the movement is a little louder, but at least the target's suspicion of us is dispelled—"

Um?

   At that moment, Thales felt that something was wrong.

   He turned his head sharply!

  In the shaving shop, Srimani was still sitting in his place.

   Thales breathed a sigh of relief.

  Fortunately, the goal is still…

   "Not true."

   Sheila frowned:

   "The breath is not right, that's not him."

   Thales has a meal.

   The breath is not right?

What's the meaning?

   But the next second, he knew why: "Slimani" in the shop turned from his chair, took off his scarf, and shrugged at Thales.

   That's not him.

   is another guy in the shaving shop.

   Thales felt a chill in his heart.

Oops!

   He turned his head from side to side, searching the streets for traces of his target.

What about    people?

   What about Srimani?

  Where did he go?

   "Ahhhh! Damn, he ran away!"

   All previous efforts were abandoned, and Thales couldn't help but scolded.

   "Yes, and he didn't just run away," Sheila said with a gloomy face. "As suspicious as him, he probably ran away when he had the slightest suspicion of us."

  Damn, Srimani, the apologist, why is he so alert?

   And when did he run?

   "Wait," Thales wanted to understand something, and suddenly came to his senses, "Those guys with shaved heads, they didn't just come to find fault, nor kidnap people, let alone for some 'rules of the road'."

   "That Ragno, his purse," Hilay looked at the shop opposite, with the same serious expression, "There should be his own coins in it, and the boss's ticket..."

   "But there shouldn't be so many gold and silver coins - it's inconvenient to trade, and it's not useful on the street," Thales thought in disbelief. "It was given to him by Slimani as a price to help him escape."

  Thinking of this, the prince turned his head:

   In the distance of the street, the shaved head of the blood bottle gang who had just found a ticket, Ragnor turned around and smiled at him from a distance.

   That expression seems to be saying: "Boy, if you want to lie to me, you are still a little tender."

Hold!

   "They just came at us, and they were misleading and misleading," Sheila sighed and concluded, "In order to create an opportunity for Slimani to escape secretly and escape our stalking."

   "Ahhh! Damn it!"

   After recognizing the reality, Thales waved his fist in disgust.

  Slimani, hard-earned clues, they are currently the closest clue to the death of the wool merchant, the closest clue to Jenn's weakness, just like that, just like this...

lost.

   Thales sighed in frustration:

   "There's nothing we can do, we can only go back first, and then slowly figure out a way..."

   "He can't run far!"

   Sheila said suddenly:

   "Follow me, we'll keep chasing."

   "How to chase? We only have—"

   "I want to chase after him!" Sheila interrupted him angrily.

   After saying that, the eldest lady of the Iris family grabbed Thales and walked non-stop to the other street.

  I saw that Cecilia Kevin Dier was decisive and firm at the moment, but Thales, who accepted the reality, was startled.

   "You mean, seriously?"

   "Of course! No matter where the defender runs, even if he runs into Fuxing Palace, leaves the End Sea, goes up to the Kingdom of God and down to the Prison River, he will catch up with me!"

   Sheila gritted her teeth, she touched her pair of gray gloves, her eyes were cold and sharp:

   "Otherwise, my mother would be at a **** loss today!"

   Thales stared at her suspiciously. This was the first time he saw Hillary like this.

   "These disgusting bastards."

  Sheila stared at the shaving shop opposite, and the guys inside:

   "I curse them, if they don't fall, they all go to hell!"

   (end of this chapter)