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If all of these are really accomplished, and at the end of the reconciliation, if you can use the relationship with us to get more benefits, then Hans' prestige in the Littlefoot Tribe will probably be as high as one in a short period of time. Unimaginable extent...

According to the character and tradition of the barbarians, coupled with the identity of Hans, this medium-sized tribe with two-fifths of the strength of the Northern Principality will almost become his personal soldier! "

"Yes... That's why I asked you that before. When you get along with each other, do you think Hans... really has no ambitions?"

After asking the previous question again, Avril nibbled her red lips and reached out to rub the frown between her eyebrows.

In her eyes, Hans is simply a "Vankins" who can't be more standard. No matter how you think about this surname, it is difficult to associate with conspiracy.

With Hans' character, even if he was really involved, he was probably the "conspiracy" party. But this is the only reasonable explanation at the moment. After all, how can there be conspirators who will deliberately help unrelated people to benefit?

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"Trust me and go again! Who am I planning so hard for? Isn't it to help you benefit?"

Seeing her son who was incapable of oil and salt in front of her, the tall and slender woman with ordinary appearance became more and more angry. After biting her lip hard, she gave up her bitter persuasion, reached out and slammed Hans with his head down. He shouted angrily:

"Hans! You were very good when you were young, why are you so stubborn now? And I'm your mother! Am I still going to hurt you? Listen to me, the fourth wave of the French royal family's food delivery team is about to arrive. , this time you must go by yourself!"

"You're not going to hurt me, but I'm not interested in any benefits. Isn't it good now..."

After rubbing the pained left rib, the beardless cousin lowered his head and muttered:

"What kind of power and status... Am I not already the patriarch? They will listen to what I say, why do they have to do so much?"

After Hans finished speaking, a bearded man beside him who was drinking heavily wiped the wine stains on his beard and nodded in agreement. He seemed to agree with what his son next door said.

The tall and slender woman who noticed this scene stomped her feet angrily. She first glared at the bearded man who had the same rectitude, and then angrily stretched out her white and soft palms. typical:

"Stupid, stupid, stupid! How can you be so stupid! Are you really my son?"

In the eyes of the beardless cousin's grievances, the ordinary-looking woman pressed her arms close to her body, clenching her fists and struggling up and down, while gnashing her teeth:

"They listen to you now because you are Pomona's man! Not because they believe in you! So they will only follow your ordinary orders, and you don't really master this power at all! And if you want to make a difference, you have to hold them firmly in your hands!"

"But I don't want to do anything..."

After sneaking a glance at my mother, who was blushing with anger, the bearded cousin lowered his head again, and suggested with a low eyebrow:

"Or...let's just leave it like this? I'm going to give everyone a share of the food I got a few times before, and I'll say I picked it up on the road. Do you think this will work?"

After listening to her son's suggestion that "genius" is at its extreme, the ordinary woman gasped sharply, only to feel that Venus was popping up in front of her, and she felt that her whole person was not well.

Although when Hans was young, she had already discovered that her son was a little too silly.

But after so many years, she thought that no matter how stupid she was, she should have grown a little bit. Who would have known that this stupid child only had a physique and not a brain! It actually seems to be "smarter" than when I was a child!

"I do not care!"

Seeing her son's life and death is not enlightened, the tall and slender woman with an ordinary appearance first gritted her teeth and stomped her feet three times, then stretched out her fingers and swore angrily:

"Hans, you stupid...you stupid! You just go on like this! If I care about you, let me..."

She keenly captured the joy in the eyes of her beardless cousin. The woman froze in the middle of her words, her face flushed red, and she couldn't catch her breath. The second half of the words were swallowed back.

In Hans' slightly disappointed eyes, the ordinary woman turned her head and glared at the bearded man who was snickering beside her, and roared sullenly:

"Wilde! Mind your son!"

"I'm coming."

After raising his sleeves and wiping his face to dry the wine stains on his beard, the bearded man stood up and shook his neck, grabbed his bearded cousin by the back of the neck, and dragged him out as he was struggling. Chatteringly:

"I've said it a long time ago, just let me 'persuade' it. You have to reason with your children... I can't understand my own children? When did our Vankins family come out and understand the truth? child?"

"I understand the truth! Let me go!"

Hans, who was being carried, struggled desperately. His figure was already strong, but the bearded man's figure was three points stronger than his. He carried the tall Hans without any effort. No matter how much the bearded cousin struggles, it's no use.

In a hurry, when the two passed the door, Hans reached out and grabbed the door frame directly, but the bearded man was so powerful that he took the person out without shaking his body. Don't say anything about the door frame, iron. The door frame and half of the wall were pulled down.

He threw Hans, who was clutching the door frame in a daze, to the ground. Wilde, the bearded man, roared. He shredded the shirt on his chest, exposing his upper body full of scars. 's chest.

"Hans! Stand up! Let me teach you the way the Vankins family speaks! As long as you beat me, then you are right, but if I win, you give it to me Go back and do what your mother said, do you understand?"

"…"

"Speak! Do you understand?"

Facing the bearded man's invitation to fight, he was excited by his wild and unrestrained aura, Hans was also a little excited, and even his pupils were slightly red.

However, just as he was about to imitate Wilde's appearance, tearing off his shirt to expose his chest, and having a hearty close-quarters fight, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and he regained his composure and threw away the iron door frame in his hand. , shook his head again and again:

"No, my cousin said, don't bet with people casually, because betting dogs will kill you!

Although I don't know what it means to bet on a dog, I understand what I said later, anyway, no matter if you lose or win, don't do what you don't want to do, so it's okay to fight, and the rest is okay..."

It's that **** cousin again!