第一百零七章悲催的彼特(1/3)

脸上绽放着无害的微笑，彼特弯身挽了下手臂，准备用他最绅士的一面，代表混乱平原的强盗们来向美丽的狐人小姐问好。不过在这之前，彼特觉得有必要先给突然跳到自己身前，一个杀气凛然的帅气小伙打上声招呼才行。
                                                                                                                                                                帅气小伙的腰间挂着根麻绳，绳子上牵着个双手被绑，蒙头垢面，全身都是血污的矮人。矮人灰白无神的双眼中，诉说着无尽的苦难和凄凉，隐约还透着一丝同情的目光。
                                                                                                                                                                这丝同情的目光，是在矮人抬头看到彼特时，瞬间流露出来的。虽然只是一闪而逝，却如针刺般让强盗先生刻骨铭心！根本没有多余的思考时间，彼特可不想遭受矮人所经历的折磨，所以他立刻做出了自认为最明智的选择。
                                                                                                                                                                扔掉长剑，脱掉皮甲，掏出了长筒靴里的匕首。彼特双手抱头直挺挺的跪倒在地，用大陆上最卑贱的臣服方式，表达了他对帅气小伙的敬畏。
                                                                                                                                                                他还想爬过去舔对方的鞋子，却被一脚踢了个倒栽葱。不顾刷刷往下流的鼻血，彼特憨相十足的傻笑着，似乎是在感激帅气小伙这一脚的恩赐。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                金钱尤可贵，尊严价更高，若为保性命，两者皆可抛！受尽无数人鄙夷的人生信条，再一次暴露在了阳光之下，同时也展示了人性最真实的一面——怕死！
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                彼特是个强盗，但也是个好学上进，十分有眼力的强盗。不然也不可能在短短的一年时间里，从一名最底层的仆从，升迁到一支数千人规模的强盗团的大队长。
                                                                                                                                             

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