Not wanting to be treated like a fool by Xia Bai, Mo Fan went to the city center and found that the hotel here really didn't want to entertain him.
After living for more than twenty years, this is the first time Mo Fan has heard of magicians being discriminated against!
Sure enough, the world is a big place and there are all kinds of birds!
There was no choice but to go back to Xia Bai's old house.
Seven hundred yuan a night, which is the price of a normal hotel. The treatment is not that good, but the scenery is actually quite good.
"Damn it, you have the guts to say it again!" Mo Fan said angrily, twisting Xia Bai's collar.
"Seven hundred a night per person is too much to live in. Believe me, those guys you met today will definitely not let you find a few places to stay in Bihai City. Even if there are, the price will definitely be much higher than mine... ...The guy who spits is called Frank. He is considered a backbone in the Uzbek Church. They like to keep an eye on young mages like you. The old mages have a bigger temper and stronger abilities, so they still dare not provoke them casually. Yes." Xia Bai continued.
"Mo Fan, forget it, we are here to do business anyway, there is no need to argue with a group of idiots. This kind of church may not have much else, and the idiots are really within reach of five people. To get angry with them is a waste of our time. Time." Mu Bai said.
"People who have died once have a more upright mentality. What I'm angry about now is not the Black Church, but this bastard who is robbing customers!" Mo Fan pointed at Xia Bai and said.
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I stayed and paid.
There are too many members of the Uzbek Church in Crete, so even if you bring up the Parthenon to make an issue, others will never take you seriously.
"The actions of the Titans this time are a bit strange. According to the past, the Titans are a group of creatures that pay great attention to solar terms. Judging from the snow at the end of this year, they will not appear until the snow melts and the flowers bloom, which is probably It happened in April, but it turned out to be only March..." Mu Bai looked very serious and started discussing the case as soon as he sat down.
Probably because he had been lying in the coffin for too long, the sleep-like feeling of death made him uncomfortable. Finally, he felt alive, and he was particularly motivated to do things.
"Maybe it's a Titan whose jet lag hasn't cleared up yet?" Zhao Manyan said.
"Do you think everyone sleeps during the day and is active at night like you, with no rules in life?" Mu Bai said.
"I can't help it. Unlike someone, I'm still a little virgin. If I can't be excited at night, I will disappoint many women." Zhao Manyan said.
At this time, Xia Bai, who was cutting vegetables and fruits on the side, raised his head, waved his knife and said, "I fully agree with this sentence."
Zhao Manyan raised his eyebrows and looked Xia Bai up and down again. Recalling that he said he wanted to save money to pick up girls, he touched his chin and said, "It seems you are also an expert."
"Of course, come on, let me show you something, hehe." Xia Bai seemed to be very interested, and he immediately went to the house and dug out a small notebook.
When Zhao Manyan saw this collection, Xia Bai had already opened the book.
"What do you mean? The horizontal line you drew is to record how many days you have lived without X. I see that many prisoners in prison also like to draw like this on the wall to count time." Zhao Manyan said.
"Homeruns are the ones who slept with me. They come from all over the world, this is from Europe, this is from America, this is from Asia...you can count them." Xia Bai said with some pride.
"It's funny. You're just a kid from a poor island, doing nothing. Do you think girls are just cabbages that you can just pick from the fields and eat?" Zhao Manyan sneered at Xia Bai's words.
"I don't need to be rich. I just need to live on the island of Crete. The romantic sea of tourism can give me an endless supply of women. Living here, I don't even envy the king..." Xia Bai said.
"Are you sure this isn't the accommodation list?" Zhao Manyan looked through Xia Bai's notebook.
"I never remember the accommodation list. This is my sex book... Hey, where are you going? Isn't it about communication? Brother, I think you are also an expert. Although it is not summer yet, Crete There are actually some good local girls on the island. I don’t have much money, but I can take you there." Xia Bai said.
"Fuck you sister, I am not a casual person like you. I choose the best ones, understand?" Zhao Manyan said angrily.
Zhao Manyan walked outside the yard and drank a few sips of cold spring water.
He feels very uncomfortable now. For someone like him who has enough money to cook hotpot, hunting for women is a very simple matter. He thought he was already a master of hunting women at the top of the world. Knowing that this poor man from an island in the south of Greece, he has twice as many women as he does! !
Zhao Manyan just counted it, and it was fucking twice as many! !
I can tolerate others who are better than me in cultivation, but how can I tolerate someone who has slept with more girls than me? Sure enough, I have wasted too much time following Mo Fan, a useless guy, and delayed my greater career. I was killed by a fool. X quietly surpassed it! ,
It’s so damn self-esteem-breaking!
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Early in the morning, Mo Fan was woken up by the uniform shouts coming from the market in the distance.
"Did something big happen?" Mo Fan thought to himself.
Mo Fan hurriedly got up, not even bothering to wash up. Mo Fan directly used teleportation to rush on his way, fearing that a Titan would directly attack the market in Crete.
The market in Crete is very big. After all, there are many island towns that need to make purchases. The market will be held twice a week in places like this. It will be full of vendors early in the morning, and those scattered on different islands Residents who want to buy fresh and affordable things will come early.
The market is located on a long and narrow port. Ships of different colors are docked neatly and orderly at the port, tied to the pier with ship ropes. Many shirtless men are carrying fruits and fish in the cold weather.
"Get out, get out, we in Crete don't welcome you at all, you will only bring us greater disaster!"
"Get out, we don't need you!!"
Waves of sound came from the market. Mo Fan stood on the top of the hill and looked down, and found a stream of red people slowly moving on the market avenue. They held various big slogans and followed them. Behind a group of mages dressed in hunter attire.
"Paradise on the street, anti-magician steps in?" Mo Fan was shocked by this scene.
I thought that the Uyghur Church was just a group of mentally retarded minority people who were overfed, but they didn't know that there were only so many people in a market, and they even held a parade.
It can be seen that the group of mages who just landed on the island are a group of hunters. It is really disgusting to encounter this group of crooked believers when they first came up!
