The genius ruffian will defy the sky

Chapter 12 My Father Said Dwarf Terns (1)
Now her heart is rushing past 80 mud horses in an instant, lying on the grass, is there anything more ridiculous than this, [-] years old, your old man is so fucking [-], and you are still a child...

In this way, as for her, even if she added her two lifetimes together, she would still be a little milk baby who has not yet been weaned.

Besides, who of you has ever seen a child with a big beard... You have a big beard all over your face, but you still have the nerve to call yourself a baby...

Sikong groaned coldly in her heart for a while, but she quickly remembered that there were dwarves in the settings of the game she was playing before she crossed over, such as dwarves, orcs, elves, goblins, etc. Although they are the same intelligent races in the world as humans, compared with humans, the lifespans of the other four races are much longer than humans, almost all measured in thousand years.

So in this way, the 80-year-old dwarf in front of him is neither a child nor a horse.

Sikong Lengleng quickly sorted out his mood that was almost in a mess in the wind, and then nodded emphatically in the eyes of the dwarf: "Okay, I understand, my name is Sikong Lengleng, what's your name? "

But as soon as the words fell, Sikong suddenly thought of one thing, that is, the dwarves have a very painful habit, that is, when they name their own family, they will also write down their glorious history. That’s why some people say that if you want to know the history of a certain dwarf family, you can just find a dwarf with status and ask him to tell you the full name. Of course, in this case, I'm afraid it will take you several minutes to pronounce the name of a dwarf alone.

So just before the dwarf bearded man next to him spoke, Sikong added coldly: "Just say what I should call you in the future."

She didn't want to call someone's name, so she called it for a few minutes, she was so fucking tired, and it was too fucking troublesome.

But fortunately, this dwarf was very dishonest, and actually said something that made people vomit blood: "My father said, you can't just tell strangers your name casually!"

Sikong Leng Leng wants to yell at your mother right now, damn it, you are 80 years old, and my father said, you are ashamed... Okay, okay, you are a child, so Sikong Leng Leng Resisting the urge to have a toothache: "Okay, if you don't say it, don't say it, then I'll call you Beard!"

The dwarf looked at her and said: "My father said that I cannot tell others that I am from the Bronzebeard tribe, nor can I tell others that I am the young master of the Bronzebeard tribe!"

Sikong is cold and full of black lines. Sure enough, dwarves are a straight-forward race with no heart. The ancients do not deceive me, but this guy's father can be so relieved that this guy goes out. Is that his own father?
Just based on the IQ of this guy, it is clear that he is the kind who will count the money for someone who is sold.

But think about it, isn't this product already sold to Luodigang Prison?

Seeing that Sikong was cold and silent, the dwarf spoke cautiously again: "That, that, don't be angry, my father said..."

Sikong Lengleng really wants to sew a certain dwarf's mouth shut now, damn it, your father has finished talking, and you are still talking.

However, the dwarf's simple, single-celled head did not understand the deep meaning in Sikong's cold gaze. He continued: "My father can tell his friends after he said his name, and friends can trust his back with confidence." People, you helped me just now, then you are my friend, so you can know my name, my name is Terence!"

(End of this chapter)