novellk Chapter 1629 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 21] The old pervert appears again
Chapter 1629 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 21] The old pervert appears again
Chapter 1629 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 21] The old pervert appears again
The arrival of the Third Princess was naturally received with high standards by the Lockrak side.
Needless to say, the Third Princess herself, who had been regarded as a golden signboard and a cash cow by the local businessmen, as well as Feng Ying, her companion, and even Fu Fu, who was like a little follower, were all assigned a luxurious suite overlooking the lake.
Of course, a sumptuous welcoming dinner was also indispensable. At the dinner, Feng Ying couldn't help but sigh that if she were fourteen or fifteen years old, she would be so happy that her nose would run if she received such an entertainment.
Unfortunately, Fu Fu’s focus is not on food and accommodation.
Instead, he was very interested in the Fortress Guerrillas who were in charge of the security of the dinner, and he approached those veiled, mysterious guerrilla members and asked them all kinds of questions.
"The desert is especially hot during the day, and we can't wear thick clothes when patrolling outdoors, but in order to avoid being sunburned by the scorching sun, we have to wear gauze overalls.
Doesn't the wheat-colored skin faintly revealed under the veil look super colorful? From a pragmatic point of view, this unexpected color feeling is the best!
Do you want to try it? I, the old man, will give you a set as a gift." An old man from the Dragon Clan with a funny mustache came to Fu Fu and said a lot to himself.
Fu Fu looked at the old man with a mustache strangely.
Is this old guy making dirty jokes to me, a beautiful girl in her prime?
Fish Chop highly agreed with what Little Moustache said, "That's right meow, that's right meow! Straightforward exposure of lust is the lowest level meow!
I want this kind of eroticism that is not for the sake of eroticism, but is natural and vaguely erotic, that’s the right taste, meow!”
"Bang! Bang!"
A small but powerful iron fist smashed down heavily on the heads of Little Mustache and Fish Chop.
Noticing the situation here, Feng Ying rushed over and yelled angrily, "You old pervert, what nonsense are you talking about with my lovely disciple?!"
"Meow--!" Yu Pai held his head which was about to split open and rolled on the ground in pain.
The little mustache man seemed to have adapted to this kind of attack. He covered the big bump on his head and gave Feng Ying a flattering smile, "Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!
So this little girl is your disciple. I was just explaining to her the fashion styles of our Fortress Guerrillas and Attack Teams."
Facing this shameless old man, Feng Ying bent down with a sinister look on her face, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "If you say one more weird thing, I'll tell your wife about you molesting a 14-year-old girl.
With my strength, I slapped you in the face. You won’t wake up until the food festival is over, right?”
Finally, a look of horror appeared on the mustache man's face. "I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again!"
Then, his expression became serious, and the obscene expression before seemed to be an illusion, and his whole temperament became serious, "Well, let me introduce myself, I am the president of the Rocklark Guild.
Little girl, if you encounter any difficulties or troubles here, or have any needs, you can come to me directly. "
Fu Fu pointed at the moustache and looked at Feng Ying with disbelief.
Feng Ying shrugged with her arms crossed. "I know you are confused, but unfortunately he is telling the truth. This guy is the president of the Rocklak Guild and the person in charge of this sand city."
The man with a mustache took off his cap and saluted gracefully as a gentleman.
However, considering his previous obscene behavior and the big bump on his head, he doesn't look like a gentleman at all.
Feng Ying pointed two fingers at her eyes and then at her mustache, indicating "I'll keep an eye on you", and then left.
The little girl would feel uncomfortable following Fu Fu all the time, and a waiter just brought some high-end-looking sashimi, and she really wanted to try it.
The girl who was left behind and the man with a mustache stared at each other.
Fish Chop was still lying on the ground, kicking his legs in pain.
The attitude of the mustache president was indeed much more serious than before. In order to avoid embarrassment, he took the initiative to start a conversation, "What's the girl's name?
I feel like your facial features look familiar, maybe I know your parents?"
However, Fu Fu's first impression of him was not good. She had no interest in introducing herself, so she said vaguely, "Just call me Fu Fu. My parents are ordinary people. They definitely don't know a big shot like you."
The president, who was not happy, pulled the tip of his beard, feeling a little embarrassed.
Of course he saw the other party's concealment and distrust, but who can he blame? When he saw a cute girl, he subconsciously wanted to tease her. This has been an old habit for many years.
Adjusting the round hat on his head, the president began to explain to Fufu the customs of the Sand City and the origins of the Fortress Guerrillas.
The fact that the old man did not get to the bottom of the matter and inquire about his background actually restored some of Fu Fu's favorable impression of him. In addition, she was indeed somewhat curious about what the old man said.
The old man and the young chatted for a long time at the edge of the banquet hall.
It was not until the end of the dinner that Fu Fu remembered that she seemed to have not had time to eat anything.
The president with a small moustache, who was good at observing people's expressions, chuckled. He asked Fu Fu to wait for a moment and ran to get some naan bread filled with grilled meat.
"Those fancy things are just for trying. This is the real delicious thing." The mustache-faced president handed the burrito to Fu Fu with a smile, and did not forget to give her a portion of fish fillet.
Fu Fu took a bite and the stimulating taste of the large amount of onions and spices made her sneeze, but after getting used to it, she found it was indeed delicious.
Before he knew it, the mustache president had managed to change her impression from "disdain" to "barely friendly".
After the dinner, before everyone said goodbye and prepared to leave, Fu Fu suddenly asked, "Mr. President, if I want to go fishing for sandfish myself, what should I do?"
She had just asked casually, not expecting any useful response.
After all, as the manager of the city and the head of the guild, it is normal for the old man not to know what is happening next.
But what I didn't expect was that the mustache president really knew all this, and even knew it in great detail, "Fishing for sand fish? You can't use a fishing rod to fish in the sand sea, you usually use a harpoon.
That job is not suitable for a girl like you, and the monsoon season is over, so it is not the season for large-scale sandfish fishing. How about giving it a try? "
Without waiting for Fu Fu's reply, the old man continued, "Oh, I almost forgot, His Royal Highness the Second Prince is also coming along this time, right?
Did you hear about the fishing fleet catching sandfish from him, and that’s why you’re interested?”
"Um"
The old man twirled his beard and said, "That's OK. There aren't that many sand fish in the sand sea this season, but there are still some.
Coincidentally, a fishing fleet will set out in two days to catch the freshest sandfish livers for the food festival.
I can write you a letter of introduction, but I can't guarantee whether the boss of the fishing fleet will agree to your joining. Those guys are as hard as the rock platforms in the Gobi Desert. "
"Yeah!" Fu Fu nodded quickly.
"Then come to the guild tavern tomorrow morning to get the letter of introduction from me." The president's beard twitched, "By the way, here's a suggestion, report to the fishing fleet as soon as you get the letter of introduction.
They might ask you to learn something, and if you don’t meet the minimum standards, those guys won’t let you on the ship.”
"Okay!" Fu Fu agreed confidently.
Uncle Harpoon Prince had told her this on the way here, and had also given her special training in advance.
As a result, several more holes appeared on the deck of the Third Princess.
It’s soon time to show the results of the special training. I have to perform well and scare everyone!
(End of this chapter)