1243: Chapter 341 Rudd Giant_2 1243: Chapter 341 Rudd Giant_2 “I respect your poor mother and have never cursed you with a dirty word about her, but I really can’t help it today!” Liu Zhenhan slowly articulated, “You son of a bitch!
You fucking mongrel!
If you’re so capable, co at ; what skill does it take to hurt a small animal?”
“Don’t bla , this Harley beast is actually quite docile, but the parrot’s incessant cursing is simply unbearable!” A hint of annoyance crossed Roml’s face, but he quickly concealed it, “I’ve been quite nice to you, look, I didn’t do anything to you while you were unconscious, did I?”
Liu Zhenhan didn’t want to talk anymore, just glared at Roml.
“Not satisfied?
Are you a Beamon, all brawn and no brains?
Must you make a big, well-known spectacle out of dealing with ?” Roml sneered, “I hate types like you with no finesse at all!
Killing soone and making it look like a prison break!
Don’t you understand so things are better done quietly?”
“I will deal with you spectacularly!” Liu Zhenhan gritted his teeth, the fierce scar on his face twisting intensely.
“Hold on, let first explain why you can’t get to anymore.
At the auction yesterday, what compelled you to lift Miss Ji Sikaibi’s veil?” Roml puffing on his cigar, pointed a finger toward a ravishing beauty standing beside Liu Zhenhan, who was wiping the forehead of this old ruffian.
“Bitch!
Don’t touch again!” The veins on Liu Zhenhan’s neck bulged as he raged, his head held high.
He really wished he had a machine gun right now to mow down all these bastards.
The beautiful girl with her eyes tightly shut let a string of sparkling tears roll down, but stubbornly kept wiping Liu Zhenhan’s forehead, softening the heart of this sentintal old ruffian involuntarily.
“Tsks tsks tsks…” Roml smacked his lips, “I’m not trying to upset you, but you really don’t see the whole picture!
I told you, Miss Ji Sikaibi cos from a race familiar to you.
Did you think I was lying to you?
She is not my spy!
You can’t bla the innocent!”
“Fuck your familiar!”
“How is she not your familiar?
Miss Ji Sikaibi is a Buddha Giant!” Roml’s laughter nearly shattered Liu Zhenhan’s sanity.
“What…
what?” Liu Zhenhan stared wide-eyed at the ravishing beauty, at her 1.8 ters tall figure, at her beautiful face veiled in white, his mind plunging into chaos while the faint murmur of “sin, sin” from the Buddha Giants in the distant cells reached his ears.
“Miss Ji Sikaibi is only one hundred and twenty years old this year, which makes her just six in Beamon years.
Even though Buddha Giants can reach up to ten ters tall, our Miss Ji Sikaibi is still not fully developed!” Roml chuckled maliciously.
Liu Zhenhan stupidly gazed at the giant little beauty Ji Sikaibi, no wonder she had such a lofty figure but still possessed an innocent and youthful aura—it turned out she was a giant Lolita!
My Kampas!
If it were an adult Buddha Giant woman, how majestic she would be!
Liu Zhenhan couldn’t help but think wickedly.
“The won of the Buddha Giant race are the foremost beauties of our desert, even the Desert Mayinces have to rank behind them.
To visualize a Buddha Giant woman, imagine an exquisite beauty enlarged ten tis to perfection!” Roml elaborated, “Don’t think that, because of the huge size of Buddha Giants, they aren’t versatile.
In fact, they are amphibious, especially the females, their bodies graceful as swan feathers, able to ‘cross a river on a reed’.”
Liu Zhenhan was utterly confused.
Giant Buddhists all have lumpy heads, enormously large ears, and are far from beautiful.
How could the won of their race be so beautiful, so beautiful that even the Desert Elves step back and admire their great beauty?
What kind of logic is this?
“Richard, you are really too subjective!” Roml saw through Richard’s thoughts in an instant, “Every race has its beautiful beings!
Beamon can have the beauties from the Yufrey, dusa, Sy, and Fawkes clans, so why can’t Giants have a clan of beauties too?
Besides, does a father need to be handso for his daughter to be beautiful?”
“I’m not as rigid in my thoughts as you think!
I understand this principle.
Previously, the saintess in our Beamon Temple was always a beauty from the Diao Chan clan, and neither the Mink Clan nor the Skade Clan of the Cicada People are particularly good-looking races, but their mixed descendants turn out to be the most beautiful won of Beamon.” Richard stubbornly defended his point.
“It’s best if you understand that,” Roml said, puffing out a cloud of cigar smoke.
“You were deliberately misleading , weren’t you?
Making think that the one being auctioned was a Beamon woman!” Richard said, almost out of breath, “Fawkes, you are really too cunning!”
“What do you an ‘deliberately misleading you’?
Didn’t I tell you that the sitting lotus beauty was from a race familiar to you, but I never said she was Beamon!” Roml shrugged innocently, “It’s you who’s overly righteous, always assuming she must be Beamon.
Whose fault could that be?”
Richard was speechless, his plans capsized in the gutter!
He hadn’t expected this guy to start playing mind gas.
“Curiosity killed the Garfield!
Is that a saying among your Beamon?” Roml smirked proudly, “Oh Richard, didn’t you feel at the ti that Miss Ji Skaibi posed no threat at all, and that’s why you boldly went to lift her veil?”
Richard remained silent.
Indeed, he had been careless.
Just because he felt no threat, did that really an there was no danger?
“Giant Buddhists are an extrely benevolent race.
They refuse to slaughter living beings, they love life!
Of course, their bodies carry not an ounce of brutality.
In other words, had they not been Giant Buddhists, a shrewd person like you would have sensed sothing wrong and beco suspicious!
I must say, there isn’t a second race in the entire world as perfect and kind-hearted as the Giant Buddhists!” Roml looked seriously at the disheartened Richard, “Richard, have you ever thought about how such a kind race manages to survive in the predatory world of the Desert?”
“Nonsense!
They are amphibious, hiding in water, who could bully them there!” Richard recalled the Kou Tao rfolk, who, in such a perilous environnt underground, rely on staying in water, even managing to bully the much stronger Hellfire Giants, escaping when they can’t win.
“You guessed wrong.
They live on land, and when Giant Buddhists go into the water, it’s usually to gather herbs,” Roml waved his hand.
“Stop beating around the bush!
Just tell !
How exactly have the Giant Buddhists survived up to now?” Richard scoffed coldly, “In such a cruel and bloody world, with the Giant Buddhists’ nature, they are essentially castrating themselves spiritually and physically.
There’s no way they could have survived and thrived till now!”
“An astute observation!” Roml gave a thumbs up, “As you said, such purely good-natured races shouldn’t exist in this world!
But the creator is fair!
Giant Buddhists naturally have aspects that others dare not provoke!”
“Oh?” Richard was skeptical, for Roml had already targeted the Giant Buddhists.
“I hope you’ll believe when I say this!” Roml smiled, “Giant Buddhists’ ability to defend themselves isn’t limited to just one aspect.
Every generation, a smaller giant is born among them, known in our desert language as the ‘Rudd Giant.’ Compared to the benign nature of the Giant Buddhists, these ‘Rudd Giants’ are completely different, like the dark side of the moon.
Not only are they incredibly strong, but they also hate evil and have formidable fighting abilities, rivaling even the Flying Lizard!”
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