Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Yan Huan continued breastfeeding.

so repeatedly.

The people below were getting sleepy from watching.

Dan Heng only used his fists and feet, and Yan Huan was also slacking off. The most serious people on the entire stage were actually the two automatons.

The stalemate continued.

until.

A pink-haired girl stood angrily in the center of the ring.

Upon seeing this, Yan was immediately shocked:

"Holy crap, a cold-faced little pink dragon!"

……

A few minutes later.

The cold-faced little black dragon and the cold-faced little green dragon were both beaten up and kicked down by the pink-haired guy.

"Have you had enough fun or what? Is the perpetual motion machine really going to never come out? You've turned two automatons into this mess, aren't you afraid they'll explode?"

March 7th, like a parent, scolded two lunatics who couldn't get off the ring for a long time.

"Especially you, Danheng!" March 7th retorted.

"Did you catch his mental illness? You're incredibly resilient! Do you know how long I watched from down there? Hook even went home for dinner!"

Dan Heng remained silent: "..."

Yan Huan raised her hand and said seriously:

"I'm not sick."

"roll."

"..."

……

Chapter 60 As a good older brother, of course I should treat Sambo to peanuts.

Outside Fight Club.

On March 7th, both Yan and others were looking at Danheng.

"So, why are you boxing here?" March 7th stared wide-eyed at her pinkish-blue eyes, completely bewildered.

Given Danheng's personality, it's unlikely he would come to such a awful place just out of interest.

Dan Heng shook his head, crossed his arms, and explained, "It was Sang Bo who said that if we wanted clues about the Star Core, we had to win the fighting competition. When I saw that you weren't awake, I thought I should do something."

March 7th exclaimed in shock:

"So you came here? You actually believed that blue-haired guy? Are you alright?!"

Dan Heng: "..."

Yan was also pointing and commenting from the side:

"Exactly! That blue-haired guy is untrustworthy. Next time we see him, we should just empty his magazine!"

March 7th glared at Yan:

"If you hadn't insisted on healing the automaton soldier there, he would have come down long ago."

Mr. Yan immediately raised his hands and exclaimed in surprise:

"My lord, I am innocent! It was Danheng who forced me to stand on the other side!"

Dan Heng: "..."

"If you don't believe me, ask him!"

March 7th looked at Dan Heng with an unfriendly expression: "Dan Heng, is what the God of Joy said true?"

Dan Heng nodded and replied with a faint "Mm".

Then another bump appeared on his head.

Dan Heng: "..."

far away.

A blue-haired boy was hiding behind a trash can, watching and laughing.

This person was none other than Sambo.

He even pulled out a camera and pointed it at Danheng and the other two, wanting to take pictures of them being beaten up by March 7th.

suddenly.

He noticed that there were only two people left in the camera's view.

"Huh? Where did my good brother go?"

Sangbo scratched his head and realized that only March 7th was lecturing Danheng.

The black-haired man was nowhere to be seen.

"That's strange, it was just over there a moment ago."

Sambo rubbed his eyes. "Could it be that I saw it wrong?"

"Hey buddy, wanna buy some peanuts?" came the vendor's voice from behind.

Sambo waved his hand and said, "I'm not buying, I don't have any money, don't bother me."

Seeing that March 7th and Danheng were still there, Sangbo quickly pressed the shutter button on his camera and took several pictures.

"Hey buddy, your photography skills are pretty good. Want some peanuts?" the man asked again.

Sambo waved his hand without turning his head, as if to shoo him away: "Get lost, get lost, I already said I have no money, don't ruin my good time."

The vendor behind him shook his head and sighed, "Brother, everyone's struggling, just buy some peanuts to help out."

Sangbo was speechless, and without turning his head, he roared:

"I already said I'm not buying any, so please leave me alone! What's so great about peanuts? Get out of here, go away!"

The man sighed, looking very disappointed.

"But if you don't buy peanuts, these will expire."

Sangbo stared at the two people in the distance, growing increasingly impatient: "So what if it's expired? If you really can't sell it, just give it away. Someone will definitely want it."

After listening to Sambo's speech, the vendor was not angry at all; instead, his eyes lit up and he said excitedly:

"Really!"

"Great, that's really great! Dude, wait a minute, I'll give you all the peanuts right away."

As the man spoke, the sound of a bullet being chambered came from behind Sambo.

"???"

Sambo suddenly turned around.

The vendor licked his lips excitedly and eagerly stuffed bullets into the magazine.

"Wait a minute... the peanuts will be ready soon! Just a moment, just a moment..."

His movements were so fast that they left afterimages; almost within seconds of Sambo turning around, the magazine was full.

Then he excitedly started to load the magazine onto the AK.

Sambo looked terrified and quickly slid down to his knees to get in front of the vendor!

He gripped the magazine tightly with both hands and pleaded:

"Big brother, big brother! I don't want to eat peanuts anymore, I don't want to eat them anymore...!!"

"No, that won't do!" The vendor tried to pry open the man's hand, which was tightly gripping the magazine, and earnestly advised him:

"These peanuts are delicious, and they're free!"

"Brother! I was wrong, brother! Please don't get agitated! Can I buy these peanuts? Please put the gun down!"

"Buy?" Yan looked puzzled. "Didn't you just say that you'd only get anyone to want it if you gave it away for free?"

“How could that be? Haha... I, Sambo Kosky, swear to God I have never said such a thing.”

"That's it."

Yan nodded. "But these peanuts are very expensive."

He removed a bullet and showed it to Sambo.

"Look, isn't the workmanship quite good?"

Sambo's face was pale, and he nodded repeatedly:

"Yes! Haha! Absolutely gorgeous!"

He quickly pulled out some Winter City Shields from his pocket and said sincerely, "Good brother, I don't mean anything by it, I just want to support your business! I, Sambo, will take all these peanuts!"

Yan stared at the Winter City Shields, frowning slightly: "Hiss, isn't this a bit much? We clearly agreed to give them away for free. A businessman's word is his bond. I appreciate your kindness, but well, I'll treat you to a free meal today."

As he spoke, he began to pry open Sambo's hand that was gripping the magazine.

"Wait, wait! No... no, brother, how could I, Sangbo, take advantage of you? How about this, I'll exchange these peanuts for something else!"

Sangbo immediately felt in his pocket, took out a piece of paper, and hurriedly handed it to the kind person selling peanuts in front of him.

"Big brother, this is Hillary's information. Don't worry, it's definitely real. I went through a lot of trouble to get it."

Sangbo laughed and said:

"Brother, I'm sure you're very concerned about the impact on her and her family after you brought her here. Actually, there's no need to worry at all. She's much better off here than there. Now that she has amnesia, it's even better!"

Yan took the document with some skepticism, raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh ho, you have this stuff too."