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Ding out of the mercenary station, Ding Weidi said to Ron apologetically.

"Sorry, Brother Ron, I wanted to invite you to drink, but we still have some things, I'm afraid it will have to change ..."

Ron could n’t hear Ding Weidi ’s ulterior motives. They wanted to get rid of their own, but they had come to the orc empire, and it did n’t matter anymore. Now they smiled and said, "Okay, guys, we have a good-bye. Right ... "

Saying goodbye to everyone, Ron walked alone on the streets of Shata City, looking at the scenery of the street, a beautiful novel :. 56 Library. 56 shuku.

There are humans everywhere, so busy, and from time to time, a few orcs walked with pride.

Gradually, Ron felt that the orcs were in a superior position here. Whether in shops, taverns and other places, the orcs were always the priority customers. Everyone was full of respect for the orcs, and even some flattering, and the humans here are often accustomed to it. And for Ron, who just came here, he was very uncomfortable, and other book friends were watching.

"Ah, what do you do so much, maybe the orc empire is just a post in my past, let alone I have no ability to change anything ..."

Ron sighed in his heart. At this time, his stomach cried in disappointment, and he felt hungry.

After turning for most of the day, it was also time to eat. He raised his head and looked around. He walked to a okay mercenary tavern by the road, and walked in with his legs raised.

"welcome!"

The waiter in the tavern is a little cute human woman, with a professional smile, opened the door for Ron.

Ron nodded and walked straight in.

This is a spacious hall with no private rooms and a small stage in the middle. The dancers above are shaking their moving waists and offering cheerful dances to the guests.

Perhaps because the guests here are mercenaries, the hall looks a little messy. As soon as I enter the door, a sweaty smell of air rushes into Ron ’s nostrils. On the surrounding tables, table after table of mercenaries No one spoke and laughed loudly, bragging about his adventures.

In the aisle, some women in exposed clothes smiled and walked among them. They laughed loudly and played with the mercenaries. They used their bodies in exchange for the gold coins on them. Many mercenaries hugged when they drank too much. They went upstairs, needless to say, they were all ** women, and they were all human beings.

Most of the guests here are humans, but Ron also found several orcs in it. Compared with humans, the treatment of orcs is completely different. At least three or more human women are surrounded by them. To show off style and show off.

At this time, Ron's eyes were fixed, he found Ding Weidi's group, they also dine here.

"Brother, did you see that? The bone slave is coming again ..." Staffanie also saw Ron, reminding in a low voice, beautiful novel :.

"What a coincidence?" Ding Weidi was a little surprised when he heard it. "Forget it, don't worry about him ..." He glanced back at Ron and lowered his head as if he didn't know him.

Ron smiled. He naturally knew the thoughts of these people, and regardless of them, he found a seat and sat down. After a while, the pretty waitress delivered it with exquisite food.

Ron was eating the food on the plate, but his eyes were staring at the singing and dancing on the stage. The human woman who was performing on the stage was about 16 years old, with a hot body and good looks. When singing, a pair of beautiful big eyes waved She is very touching and inspiring. It can be seen that her singing and dancing skills are very good and very professional.

Although Ron didn't know much about singing and dancing, but also felt that the girl's performance was very good, as can be seen from the applause under the stage.

At the end of the song, the girl bowed and stepped down in the applause of the crowd.

From the girl's dress, Ron can see that she comes from a people named Gypsy among human beings. The people of this people don't have much fighting talent, but both men and women can sing and dance, and they have a good voice. They live in nowhere and wander around. Among the Gypsy family, men generally work as lowly jobs such as waiters and gardeners. Most of the women are engaged in **** occupations. The females in the hall are basically Gypsies. Low status.

Ron had heard a very nice song called "Caravan", and the lyrics reflected the wandering life of the gypsy people. It was a bit romantic and a bit difficult.

"The whole nation is a bitter man ..." Ron shook his head, thinking in his heart, full of sympathy for the Gypsies, he took a glass of wine from the table, and poured it down.

"Dear Mr. Mercenary, can I sit here?"

At this moment, a timid voice sounded, and a girl stood in front of the table, staring at Ron.

"is her?"

Although the girl was wearing light makeup, Ron recognized it at a glance. She was the gypsy girl who just performed singing and dancing on stage.

The gypsy girl is named Basara. It is the pillar of the gypsy song and dance troupe. Under the influence of the people of the clan, she has been very talented in practicing singing and dancing since she was a child. Any dance can only be seen three times. It can jump out completely, and the voice is also very good. At a young age, it is like a first-class master.

Most of the gypsy dancers are part-time women. Basara, as the pillar of the song and dance troupe, can naturally not engage in such work, but today, she has a reason to do this.

Her brother is sick!

Although the women in the tribe usually talked a lot, Basara did this for the first time, as if she were a thief. She was timid and did not dare to go to a crowded table, and was afraid of orcs. In the end, she targeted Ron, who was about the same age as she was eating quietly.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally found the courage and took the first step in her life to be a woman.

Ron looked quietly at the gypsy girl in front of her and saw that she had long chestnut hair, a delicate face like a porcelain doll, and a large piece of snow on her charming chest. Looking down, chest There was a deep breast-groove, which was very pleasing to the eyes. Because of the practice of dancing, the girl's soft waist appeared slender, without any trace of fat. She stood in front of Ron with long eyelashes drooping, which was very lovable.

"Dear Mr. Mercenary, can I sit here?"

Seeing Ron not answering, Basara summoned the brave and asked again.

"Sorry, Mr. Mercenary, bother ..."

After a while, seeing Ron still didn't answer, Basara was a little disappointed and prepared to leave with a bow.

"Yes, sit down!" Ron said finally, a beautiful novel.

"Thank you!"

The gipsy girl sat down opposite Ron, her expression was embarrassed, a little embarrassed, and she didn't know what to say, obviously a child.

"It seems to be a bitter man. I'll just send a few more dollars to send her away ..." Ron thought to himself, showing a trace of sympathy to the gypsy girl who seemed younger than herself.

Ron asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Basara!" Basala whispered.

Ron nodded. "My name is Ron!"

"Mr. Ron!" Basara cried timidly.

"Hmm!" Ron responded, bowing his head to eat, not bothering her.

Basara was sitting there, a pretty face flushed red, and his white, jade-like fingers were constantly rubbing-playing with the corners of his clothes, his expression awkward.

"Would you care for something to eat?"

Ron also felt it was inappropriate to leave the girl aside and asked aloud.

"No ... no more ..."

Basara replied that her face was redder.

"Hmm!" Ron picked up the glass in front of him and drank it. He put the glass on the table and reached for the bottle with the other hand.

Basara seemed to have reacted, and she quickly reached for the bottle and grabbed him before Ron.

"Thank you!"

Ron smiled slightly, picked up the glass and drank it again. At this time, Basara seemed to finally find something to do, and helped him fill up with a good-looking novel.

In this way, one pour and one drink, Ron drank seven or eight glasses at once.

When Basara filled the glass again, Ron pushed the glass in front of him and smiled bitterly, "If you don't drink, you won't be able to walk anymore ..."

"Punch--"

Looking at Ron's bitter face, Basara couldn't help laughing, and she covered her cute little mouth with her hand.

"It's time to leave!" Ron was full of wine and took out the space bag to prepare for the checkout. In addition to the money for the meal, the tip of Basara was also to be given. After all, people were sitting for so long.

Based on his sympathy for the Roma girl, Ron decided to give more.

At this moment, a male waiter walked quickly and said to Ron, "Dear Mr. Mercenary, there is a table over there who has just watched the singing and dancing of Miss Basara. "

Miss Basara was a little surprised, and immediately interrupted, "Mr. Waiter, haven't you seen that I already have a guest?"

Seeing Basara didn't want to go, Ron lowered his hand holding the space bag and said, "Yes, didn't you see her drinking with me?"

The waiter hesitated, "But ... that's an orc ..."

"Orc?"

Basara heard it, her face turned white with a whine, and there was a look of fear on her face. She clenched her silver teeth tightly and tried not to cry.

Seeing Basara's expression, Ron understood. He glanced at the waiter and said, "Mr. Waiter, are there any rules in your tavern that force others to interrupt service?"

Basara opened her beautiful big eyes in surprise, her long eyelashes were trembling, and she looked at Ron incredulously.

"That's not there, but ..." The waiter hesitated. He meant to let Ron take the initiative and let Miss Basara out.

Ron said without hesitation, "Just do it if you don't, you tell me that Miss Basara is drinking with me, and I have no time to accompany him ..."

Basara heard a grateful look in her eyes.

"Ok!"

The waiter glanced at the two helplessly and turned back.

"thank you!"

Basara said sincerely that she is not the same as the human woman of the orc empire @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html, if she were to serve her ugly orcs, she would rather die.

"It's okay! You can sit for a while ..." Ron said with a smile.

Ron's voice just fell, and he saw a "bang--" sound behind him, like a sound of knocking over the table, and at the same time, a voice growled.

"Which **** is so daring to dare to face me? What? He is still a human being?"

"Mr. Markham ... Mr. Markham ... you can't pass ..." the waiter's anxious voice sounded.

There was a commotion in the rear, and Ron frowned, matching his eyes.

"It's you?"

Slightly surprised, both sides were a little surprised.

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