The Pirate Empress is my wife, but I’m fooling around outside

Brontë named the camel Eyelash, but judging by its narrowed appearance, I really wanted to beat it.

I don't know if the camels of Alabastan are all of this virtue, in short, many women on the road are harassed by this guy, which can be called the LSP of the animal world.

Strangely, in the face of the female camel of the same species, it loves to ignore it, which is elusive.

It's hard to imagine that a camel would be beaten up with a blue nose and a swollen face because it was too obscene.

Anyway, when it was beaten, Brontë had no intention of helping at all, and even fell into the well.

The reason why I accepted this goods was originally intended to be used as a reserve of food, after all, there was nothing to eat in the vast desert.

But later it turned out that the desert was full of food, and the deceitful birds that stole were enough to fill their stomachs.

So, this guy became a burden.

In order not to be noticeable, Brontë simply chased the eyelashes away and left it to fend for itself.

"Get out, you lustful camel." When parting, don't forget to kick it on the ass.

The eyelashes wailed, and the girl ran wildly.

If it weren't for its isolation, it wouldn't disdain to stay with stinky men, obscure!

After the eyelashes arrived, the two entered the city.

The city is large, with a very majestic building in the center, which, if nothing else, is Klockdar's lair.

There are casinos large and small everywhere, and the shouts of gamblers inside are heard one after another.

Brontë was not interested in this kind of entertainment, he still liked to earn money steadily.

Anilu will not participate in this kind of activity, because he has no money in his pocket, and maybe no one will let him in.

After all, some casinos have signs at the entrance that say "Poor people and dogs are not allowed".

"Ah, save... Help!" Suddenly, there was a cry for help ahead, sounding like someone was in danger.

Within seconds, a young man stumbled out of the casino, followed by five or six men in black.

One of the men in black threw out the stick in his hand, knocked the fleeing young man to the ground, and then ran up and stomped on him in the face.

"You dare to come out to play if you don't have money, I see you're looking for a draw!" After speaking, he slammed into the other party.

"Big brother, big brother, I have something to say, my house and wife are all mortgaged to you, please open the favor of the eldest brother, let me go!" The young man opened his mouth to pray, and this sound was a gambler.

"Let you go, dreaming?" The man in black spat on the young man's face.

Several other men in black also gathered around, using their hands and feet together, and beat the young man violently.

After a while, the ground was covered in blood.

At this time, a girl came running, squeezed the bad guy away, and held the young man on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Brother, wake up, wake up!"

Seeing such a flower-like beauty, several thugs suddenly became vicious.

The man in black at the head of the stick groped his chin and said threateningly: "Little girl, you want to save your brother, right?" Come, go with your uncle, and we'll release your brother." The

girl was so frightened that she stepped back again and again, clasping her hands tightly to her chest, but when she saw her brother lying on the ground, she could not bear to leave him, so she stood still.

The lewd thug stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, rubbed his rough palm, and slowly walked towards the little girl.

The young man on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and shouted hoarsely: "Don't, you beasts, dare to move my sister, I... I fought with you!".

However, in exchange for a severe beating.

"Fight with us, do you have this strength? Besides, you are willing to sell even the wife you just married, what about one more sister? Anyway, it's not the first time you've been a beast!"

After listening to it, the young man only hated himself for not contending, causing his wife and sister to fall into the wrong hands.

At this time, there were more and more onlookers, and some people wanted to help, but due to the power of the casino, and then thinking of their own families, they could only give up.

"Little girl, come, uncle will check your body." The thug was impatient, and his eyes lit up.

The first time he met such a pure little girl, he didn't have anything to do with her, sorry for his little brother.

Seeing the other party's greedy eyes, the girl completely fell into despair, she is a weak woman, where can she fight these ruffians? So in the end, there is only one path, and that is to be ruined by dirty rough men.

Brontë, who has a chivalrous heart and cannot bully the weak, plans to help.

However, at this moment, a figure appeared like a ghost.

Before everyone could react, the thug was held on to the head by someone, and then the whole person flew out upside down, hit the wall, and completely fainted.

Seeing this, the other younger brothers hurriedly went over to help the eldest brother up, and then quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

Because the man in front of them really made them unable to give birth to the desire to fight, not only from fear, but also from awe from the bottom of their hearts.

After all, a great hero for the country and the people, no one wants to conflict with him.

This person is none other than Alabastan's most popular and powerful minister, Shah Klockdar.

With the appearance of the sand crocodile, the surrounding area suddenly erupted into a sea of cheers.

At this moment, the people's mouths were shouting the man's name, and their eyes revealed worship.

This is not only out of respect for the strong, but also out of love for the protector.

In the hearts of the people of Alabastan, Klockdar is God, an incomparable God.

I saw Klockdar raise his right hand, the cheering stopped abruptly, and everyone was silent, because what followed was the moment of the exciting speech.

It seems that everyone has forgotten what happened to the girl just now, and there is only the man reflected in a pair of eyes, for them, this is faith.

Brontë would not listen to Klockdal's bragging here, but silently walked through the crowd and chased a few thugs.

Finally, around the corner, he saw an expected but infuriating scene.

Sure enough, the thugs who coerced the girl just now were hired by Klockdar with money, in order to cooperate with him in staging a heroic drama of saving the people, so as to push the status of this savior in the hearts of the people higher.

What surprised Brontë even more was that the wife of the young man who had just been beaten was also a trust.

She felt that she had made a major sacrifice and wanted to share more money, so she quarreled with a few thugs.

It turns out that this is scripted from beginning to end.

This is how the sand crocodile deceives the people of Alabastan and thus fools them.

It's abominable!

Brontë and Anilu lay on the roof, silently watching what was happening in the alley.

Just when several people discussed, divided the money, and were about to leave, a bald man with his hands appeared at the end of the road.

The thug realized something was wrong and tried to flee in the other direction, but there was also a woman with an explosive head blocking the way.

"Hee-hee-hee, you're surrounded!" Miss Pola covered her mouth and let out a sharp cry.

But as the saying goes, rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry, not to mention outlaws, so under the command of the thug leader, several men in black are ready to fight to the death.

"It's all forced by you, Klockdar, this villain, doesn't talk about credit." The head let out an unwilling roar.

"Klockdar?" Pola didn't understand why the goods mentioned the savior Klockdar, because the order to kill the mouth was given by Miss on Sunday, which is also the meaning of the boss of the Baroque work club.

However, before she could think more, Mr. 1 on the opposite side had already begun to act, killing everyone like a cheetah.

If you look at that speed, you can see that it is not an ordinary person.

Pola also cooperated with the barbs and licked her tongue, ready to enjoy the next killing feast.

This is destined to be a one-sided massacre.

However, just as several thugs fell into despair, a barrier fell from the sky and enveloped them.