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"Then we should let him come to our territory and control him. We will have whatever we want, right?" Ruan Wenzhao continued without giving up.

"Didn't that one say that it is impossible for him to leave the Holy City?"

"Spray money! There is nothing that can't be done even if money is spent. If there is, then it is not enough. Otherwise, the group of magicians just now are surrounded by our family guards, as long as you nod , I don't believe there is any difficulty in taking a magician away."

"If you do this, you will offend that Dharma Saint." Ruan Wenyue sighed. His younger brother is in charge of the mine defense team. And that group of soldiers were all hot-armed troops formed according to the instructions of the first Patriarch.

The advantage is that it is powerful and easy to shape, and it is much simpler than training a team of old-fashioned qualified soldiers.

The disadvantage is equally obvious, that is, it costs money. The reason why the kingdom established by the first patriarch was overthrown was because the supplies could not keep up, and the guards were forced to fight the rebels with muskets without ammunition, which led to the failure. After that, some of the various branches of the family gave up the tradition of forming hot weapon troops on the grounds of funds.

The combat effectiveness of the **** team that can be maintained is among the best. This is also the reason why no one dared to propose abolition even though his own branch was not taken seriously.

But Ruan Wenyue also knew in his heart that the strength of this kind of army has its upper limit. Leaving aside the inexperienced magician, even dealing with Dharma Saint Babak Abu Nahan is a little daunting. How to continue to improve their strength is something that I have been secretly researching.

However, using such a team of hot weapons to fight some bandits and robbers will be invincible. That's why he, his own brother, has an arrogant attitude. Whenever he encounters any problems, he wants to use a gun to solve them.

But on such an occasion just now, if they really did something, would that Dharma saint and his relatives and friends really stand by and watch? No matter how you think about it, there is no proper way. In the end, Ruan Wenyue still shook his head and said, "No. We don't use this method to control that magician until we have the safest solution."

"Oh." Ruan Wenzhao responded, turned his head to look in the other direction of the carriage, and said, "If you ask Uncle to help, it's safe enough."

The third person sitting in this luxury carriage is a crooked and wrinkled old man. He opened his mouth and smiled with yellow teeth, and said, "Boys, if you want to die, you can go by yourself. The old man can live to this day because he doesn't go to trouble with that kind of people."

"Uncle, you can't deal with that magician." Ruan Wenzhao said in surprise.

This little old man was a transcendent who had followed the first Patriarch. For some reason, he now accepts the asylum of his own branch, and this is a secret that other branches of the family do not know, it is the hole card in the hole. It's just that he, who is good at assassination and hiding, said he couldn't deal with that one, how could this not surprise the Ruan brothers.

The little old man pulled down the hood that hid his face, and said, "Do you know how many assassins in the Holy City have disappeared this year, and their whereabouts are unknown. Many brokers I know are now in despair. The embarrassment of being available to people is just because they have accepted a certain commission. Maybe the desperadoes are easy to find, but they can’t afford to change their subordinates for a few rounds, and they are all new faces. So that one is now on the blacklist, and no one else Dare to accept the job of assassinating him. Do you think there will be a different result if I take action? "

Say such an evaluation to the hidden powerhouse in your own family. The Ruan brothers had to rethink their attitude towards the magician and where they should be placed. Ruan Wenyue sighed again, and said: "Use the attitude of facing the strong, and cooperate with that person. Besides, our troublesome opponent should be the Grand Duke Kawei who is going to be introduced by His Excellency the Fasheng. If you want to guarantee our interests, It also needs the cooperation of the magician."

Regardless of the problem of the magician, a grand duke of the empire is indeed more difficult to deal with. Ruan Wenzhao nodded helplessly, and said, "It seems like this is the only way to go."

The carriage was quiet again, only the sound of the wheels rolling in my ears. The three Ruan surnames have different thoughts.

However, whether these people's thoughts are good or bad, it does not affect the person who left alone.

Not to mention that there is no sports car dream in a house. When I was young and frivolous, I also dreamed of driving a car with the same value as a house on the road. But it is also the same sentence, the dream is very full, but the reality is very skinny. You can't even afford a house, but you still want to buy a luxury car? Could it be that eating, drinking and scatter were all in the car?

As for now, let alone. Not to mention the standard track, there is no asphalt road or cement road, and the bluestone road is already the most luxurious road. The lost road is the natural nemesis for the low center of gravity and low chassis of the sports car. Maybe if you pass through a hole, you have to come to a major repair.

Therefore, considering the road quality of today's lost land, the quality of passers-by, material science that can be said to have never been developed, and many other considerations, perhaps today's lost ground, the standard for mass production of automobiles can be re-established. Go down a drop. Is it necessary to directly pull it to the level of the earth at the beginning of the 20th century? Lin was thinking.

A sudden burst of shouting broke the silence of the night and brought someone back from his thoughts. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw an object flying out of the roadside house and rolling directly on the road. Of course Lin slammed on the brakes and swung the steering wheel!

Fortunately, someone understood that the tires of this car were not good enough, so they dared not drive fast on the way back. Even so, the ice formed by the snow on the road still makes the vehicle skid. The whole car slid sideways and slid forward for a short distance before stopping.

The person who was thrown out didn't have any external injuries, at least he still had the strength to yell at the tavern where he was thrown out. Seeing this, Lin planned to step on the accelerator and drive away to avoid this right and wrong place.

"Che_palle.Oggi_è_terribile.Questo_maledetto_brutto_tempo. (Italian: Damn. Bad day. Damn weather muttered the man thrown on the street.

Someone replied in a strange way: "Stai_bene. (Italian: Are you okay.

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Italian?

The people in the car and the people on the ground looked at each other, speechless.

The person on the ground jumped up suddenly, and started with a string of vague Italian. Climbing to the side of the car, face to face, spitting stars, I couldn't get any more excited.

It's a pity that not many of these long strings of Italian can be recognized by the translation system. This set of translation programs engraved on the Dreamland Tower does not only translate dragon language or animal language. It was originally established to facilitate dialogue with the silver-bearded dwarves. I don’t know when, as long as I have some foundation or a language with established dictionary data, it can be quickly judged and translated.

As for Italian, someone has never studied it systematically. The only channel I have come into contact with should be that I have watched some Italian movies, and heard some dialogues and translated subtitles in computer games. I have never thought that this language will be analyzed by the translation program of the Dreamland Tower.

But obviously, the foundation is not good enough, so there are not many parts that can be translated. Even translating it out is not enough to convey the meaning, so that someone can only be blinded by the crackling and frothing words of this 'old town'.

"Scusi, (Italian: Excuse me, friend.) My Italian is not very good, do you understand the lingua franca?" Someone switched between two voices, stopping the bearded and magical man in front of him A young man with a small shawl but a rather immature appearance.

"Yes, friend, I understand Midicommon. Why do you speak the language of Florence? Are you from the same place as me? Who are you?" The young man also switched to Midicommon and asked.

A series of questions were thrown out, and someone had no time to answer when suddenly a stomach rumbling interrupted their emotions. The young man showed an embarrassing expression. Lin pointed to the room where he was thrown out, which was a tavern, and asked, "Where was that just now?"

"I owed the shopkeeper a lot of money, and I was kicked out. But, I have a very good idea, I can make money, and I can pay him back when the time comes." The young man breathed the heat on a big winter night, With a blushing face, he spoke a little excitedly.

It seems that it is really a time-traveling crowd, and the mess is really miserable. Looking at the gold thread on his chest, Lin felt a little puzzled. Although he is not a serious fellow, but at least he comes from the same place, so it can't be justified without some help. Lin said: "Wait for me first." He motioned the other party to back away, and after he parked the car, he led the young man into the tavern, although he was a little reluctant.

Guests in winter are always loved and hated. What I love is that I can earn a fortune for drinks, but what I hate is that when the other party walks into the tavern, they will inevitably open the door, and then pour the cold wind into the room.

The fat shopkeeper forced a smile on his fleshy face ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, intending to greet visitors. It's just that before the words came out, when he saw the man hiding behind a brightly dressed magician, his whole face collapsed again. Cursing and cursing: "Get out! Get out! You are not welcome here." Then, he rolled up his sleeves, ready to throw him out.

Lin stretched out his hand to stop the person, making the fat shopkeeper stop. This is not because he is so majestic or threatening, but more because of the few gold coins in his hands. He said: "Shopkeeper, how much does this friend owe, and I gave it. Is this enough?"

The fat shopkeeper looked suspiciously at the two magicians who had just entered. In terms of temperament, they are indeed not in the same class, and there is also a gap in age, and they seem to have a lot of money, at least not looking poor. Is this a friend of the young magician?

After taking the gold coin, he didn't just put it in his mouth and bite. Midi's coins are different in quality, and not everyone can make coins that are as round as the five empires and printed on both sides. This kind of casting technology can already be regarded as an anti-counterfeiting technology. Thinking about the past credits of the young magician, the fat shopkeeper said, "It's too much."

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