Accurate and fast within seven steps

Chapter 93 I have endured you for a long time!

"Oh, I'm so sorry!"

He obviously looked over seventy years old, but the figure under the robe was comparable to that of a devil's muscular man. The old man who could run a horse on his arms and beat a bear to death with a punch on his back showed a very apologetic expression.

It's just that the people in the tavern didn't pay attention to him, but were making fun of the unlucky guy. Some people even took away the other party's purse, and then the unlucky guy was thrown out of the tavern gate and fell into the mud mixed with excrement. among.

Gandalf, who entered the hotel, walked tremblingly to the bar, ordered the same meal from Thorin, and sat tremblingly across from him.

When he sat down, Gandalf sniffled. He smelled a very strong smell. When he turned his head, he saw a pile of chicken bones on Chen Mo's table.

This is a dish that Chen Mo just taught the tavern chef. The chicken legs are coated with egg liquid and flour, and then deep-fried until golden. Chen Mo named this dish Wallace Fried Chicken.

Then Wallace Fried Chicken was written on a wooden board by the tavern owner and hung high on the wall of the tavern. As the founder of this dish, Chen Mo is very optimistic about its development in Middle-earth.

And Gandalf looked at the plate of golden fried chicken on the table, and instantly felt that his bread and vegetable soup were tasteless, and even watched Chen Mo eating chicken so fascinated that he almost forgot his business.

But fortunately, the sound of Thorin's planing rice reminded Gandalf, so he immediately used his three-inch tongue, and took out a map that recorded the secret door of the Lonely Mountain, and fooled Thorin into starting his own expedition. road.

"Pfft!"

When Gandalf spoke dryly and Thorin gradually wavered, a sneer from the side interrupted the two of them. They turned their heads in unison and looked at Chen Mo.

"why are you laughing?"

"Sorry, I thought of something happy!"

Chen Mo apologized again and again, just now he unconsciously compiled Sorin into the collection of hell jokes, and then realized that it was not too appropriate, just like Baiteman.

Chen Mo sincerely apologized, and asked the boss to serve Wallace fried chicken for the two of them. Looking at the nine chicken legs neatly stacked on the plate, Gandalf unceremoniously removed five for himself.

"After all, I'm an old man, and I can't eat well for a few days, you're right!"

Realizing that Thorin and the boss serving the food were looking at him, Gandalf put the chicken leg down from his mouth in embarrassment, and then explained eagerly.

The fried chicken legs are delicious. Gandalf decided to list the fried chicken at the Prancing Horse Tavern as his third favorite food after Shire's Tobacco and Glen's Fruit Wine, and he planned to come here every three or two months. After all, the town of Bree is on the edge of Shire, two hobbies, one satisfaction!
And Sorin chewed the chicken, and his thoughts went back to the time when he was still the king and grandson. At that time, wealth was continuously gathered in the lonely mountain, the dwarves were rich and happy, and there was endless barbecue and wine. The Lonely Mountain must be regained!
However, thinking of Smaug's dragon flame, Sorin shuddered in his heart. He was not afraid of death, and he was also a powerful warrior. He had fought against Orcs many times, but Smaug's dragon flame was different from Orc's sword. They still have the means to fight against the latter, but Dragon Flame, it can easily destroy the dwarves' strongholds, burn down luxurious palaces and end fortresses.

"That dragon hasn't moved in over 60 years, you know what that means!"

Gandalf spat out the bones without a trace of flesh, and his tone couldn't help but aggravated.

Hearing this, Sorin immediately became interested, and then, Chen Mo's laughter came from the side.

"What are you laughing at this time?"

"I have a friend who went on vacation with his wife and her wife eloped with someone else!"

Chen Mo suppressed a smile and explained.

"This news is indeed quite funny!"

Gandalf can feel that Chen Mo has no malice towards him, so he shouldn't be laughing at himself. He has been walking in the human world for many years, and he naturally knows these shitty things about human family ethics. What Chen Mo said, he has experienced many battles. too much.

So the two continued to talk about the recovery of the Lonely Mountain. Gandalf also hoped that Thorin could restore the glory of the Lonely Mountain, but he laughed again.

"I have endured you for a long time!"

"Shorin!"

This time, the King of Durin couldn't bear it anymore. He slapped the table, and then rushed towards Chen Mo, ready to entertain him with his sandbag-sized fist, but Gandalf wanted to stop him when he saw the other's movement, but he didn't It was too late, so I could only give a loud drink.

And Chen Mo didn't dodge, and let the opponent throw him to the ground, just when Sorin was about to raise his fist, he felt something resisting him.

"What is this, you don't think a fancy piece of iron can stop you from being beaten?"

"It's also possible that Durin will lose a king, don't you think?"

Chen Mo moved the hammer away unceremoniously, without giving in at all.

At this time, Gandalf quickly got up and lifted Thorin who was only 1.5 meters tall but weighed two hundred.

"Do you understand what you are doing, Thorin Oakenshield!"

A gleam flashed in Gandalf's eyes. He just saw that there was nothing in Chen Mo's hand, but a strange weapon appeared in an instant, and he himself did not notice any breath related to magic power. This can only explain one thing, the other party Extraordinary history!

"And you, I don't know what to call this gentleman!"

Chen Mo originally wanted to say that my name was Eric Lanshere, but he was the only one who understood the stalk, so he still gave his name.

"Selent!"

"Well, I've heard of this name, a top hunter!"

Gandalf's brain, which was often a bit confused because of smoking too much, suddenly became a little clearer, and found relevant information deep in his memory, but he remembered that Chen Mo was not active in Middle-earth.

"Then I don't know if Celente has any opinion on my opinion, I know you have an opinion, this can't be hidden from the wizard!"

Gandalf sat down again, lit his pipe, and said slowly.

"Well, I just want to ask, have you ever thought about what will happen to Smaug after he wakes up from his long sleep because of the actions of the dwarves?"

Chen Mo didn't pretend anymore, he just came to block Thorin's oak shield!

"Did you know that there are thousands of ordinary farmers and fishermen living in the town of Long Lake under the Lonely Mountain? Did you ever think that Smaug destroyed this town with a few breaths of dragons? Are you sure that the Orcs will not catch up on the way?" Kill these dwarves?"

Gandalf's speech was blocked by Chen Mo's quality three consecutive times. He didn't know what to say, so he could only puff his mouth and smoke, but this was not the end.

"Did you know that secondhand smoke can give you cancer?"

(End of this chapter)