Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 310 Wilton City
The time was approaching noon, but the streets were still full of traffic and voices. It was October and the weather was relatively cool.

The city's arterial roads lead in all directions, and many palm trees and Chinese toon trees with green leaves are planted on both sides of the asphalt road.

In the courtyard, there are lush egg trees, graceful banyan trees, and brightly colored red bananas.

Ren looked curiously at this livable city and tourist city of the Kingdom of Faroland. This place is also quite interesting. There are flower pots placed on the doorways or balconies of almost every household.

Cockscomb, Coleus, Anthurium, Agave and other flowers compete with each other, which is dizzying.

"It's a good place to cultivate one's sentiments and provide for the elderly. It's a pity that this place almost became the capital of the kingdom back then, but after all, the geographical location is a little worse."

Old Bill said in a low voice.

Ren nodded. There was a reason why William the Conqueror didn't choose his hometown to build his capital. The geographical location was indeed not good.

There is a small forest in the north of Wilton City, the Pugani Plain in the south, and the second largest freshwater lake in Faroland, Lake Moore, in the east.

The terrain is too complicated to be used as the center of gravity of a country. It was given to Wilton by William I as a fief.

But now the Duke of Wilton's family has declined a bit, and has been reduced to the Earl of Wilton's family. Only the east of the city near Lake Moore is still the family's fiefdom.

In fact, there is no real real duke family in the Faroland Kingdom now, such as the Marquis of Thorton family, which is already the top nobleman in the kingdom.

Of course, among the royal nobles and honorable nobles without fiefdoms, there are parallel dukes or princes, and the titles of human beings are not entirely based on strength.

However, if nobles in this world want to keep their titles, they have strict requirements for the extraordinary power in the family.

Ryan and Bill chatted, and soon they came to a chic courtyard, which was Bill's home.

"Boss, wait here for a while, I will bring them in half an hour."

Old Bill was a quick man, and he left in a hurry as soon as he finished speaking.

Ren looked around at the surrounding flowers, plants and shrubs, found a stone bench and sat down, and took out a book from the storage ring.

"Anion's Travel Notes", which is Catherine's collection, has not been published in the market, nor does it have the author's signature.

However, it is certain that this is written by a powerful transcendent, and the story basically takes place in the middle and late stages of the Fifth Epoch.

"In 537, I came to the Xiluo Desert, which is dozens of miles away, and as always, there is no grass growing.

I think about it, about 500 years ago, the sun king David fought the three dark kings here, completely changing the landscape here.

In the sand, one can vaguely feel the flames of the sun and several special dark forces circulating and lingering.

This is the top powerhouse. I feel that although I am stronger than Carlo, I am still worse than David. However, I am still young, and I am a young man. Sooner or later, I will be invincible..."

After reading this, Ren twitched his face, only feeling that the person who wrote this book was getting more and more angry, and he had already blown the cowhide to the sky.

He liked this book very much, it contained a lot of hidden things, which greatly broadened his horizons.

But that author is sometimes too narcissistic, and his tone of arrogance is outrageous, so he slaughtered a dark prince, raised a werewolf duke as a watchdog, and accidentally collapsed an 800-meter mountain.

In short, this man has no friends. Anyway, Ren doesn't believe that he is so awesome, so he deliberately didn't leave his name, probably because he is afraid of being ridiculed by future generations.

Just when he was obsessed with studying and couldn't extricate himself, Old Bill came back, followed by forty people.

"This is the boss, right? He's a handsome little brother. Would you like to come into my sister's arms?"

A melodious and melodious voice came, and a tall woman in black tights walked up to not far from Ren, her beautiful eyes looked at him curiously.

Fuck, strike, at least 34D.

Ren focused his eyes and put down the book. The first thing he noticed was not the woman's pretty face, but her full breasts.

There's no way, it's too spectacular, even the tights can't hold it back, but it becomes more prominent, it's something I've only seen in my life.

Confused in his heart, Ren's face was still as steady as an old dog: "Beauty, be careful when you walk, and pay more attention to your feet."

"what?"

With a bit of astonishment on her face, the girl in a tight leather jacket asked doubtfully, but she didn't react for a while.

Ren shrugged his shoulders and said solemnly: "With your size, you will block the sight of your feet and fall easily."

giggle!

The hot girl smiled coquettishly, she seemed to find it interesting, and reached out her hand, wanting to come up and touch Ren's face.

"Bessie, be serious! This is the boss." Old Bill couldn't stand it anymore and scolded.

Bill seemed to be quite prestigious. After cutting, Bessie was not too presumptuous. She took a few steps back and stood side by side with the two men in the first row of the group.

Renn had time to look at this group of people. They should all be over 30 years old, and they basically chose to retire after working as a mercenary for about ten years, start a family and change careers.

He sensed it slightly, most of them were first-level extraordinary, there were eight second-level extraordinary, and third-level extraordinary, only Bessie.

Bill coughed and introduced: "These are basically the people I have taken care of, and have also performed missions with me. They have been in the industry for more than 6 years and have rich experience..."

He hurriedly promoted a wave, but there was no way, this group of people are now problematic characters, and they are not even competent to be bodyguards.

Bosses don't want everyone. If they don't meet the requirements at all, they will be dismissed. If there is no job, God knows what this group of troublemakers will do.

"Let them all introduce themselves." Ren said lightly.

Old Bill nodded, first handed him a stack of materials, and then pointed to the three people in the first row with his eyes. These three people are the strongest and have very good records.

"Leo, you come first." Old Bill coughed.

A man named Leo took a step forward. He had a thin face and a slender figure. He was wearing a black suit, sunglasses, and a gangster look.

The point is, he was still holding a book in his hand, looked at Ren, he opened the book, cleared his throat and said:
"I'm Leo Anderson, a literary youth who loves reading, poetry and novels, and is full of love..."

"Stop!"

Ren stopped him from talking, glanced at the information in his hand, and teased: "Are you reading with sunglasses on?"

According to the data, Leo has a serious tendency to violence. Within two years after his retirement, he was detained many times for fighting.

Literary youth is even more nonsense, he is 35 years old, and there is a kind of evil spirit in him, which is definitely not good.

Leo grinned brightly when he heard the words, and the old Bill beside him felt a thump in his heart. It's over, this guy is going to let himself go.

(End of this chapter)