Silent Crown Chapter 97: Chaptery please turn around
In the dead silence, there was only the sound of drooling. Net
"Everyone, how about this magic?"
The professor smiled hoarsely, and a metal flute slipped out of his cuffs. The flute was at his fingertips, as smart as an elf: "I think, next, can we talk about it? Regarding the assignment of that oriental kid... …"
He waved his hand, and the butcher withdrew his gaze in silence and returned to his back.
"Musician?" Lorenzo's expression twitched, and he muttered to himself in a low voice: "What level?"
"At least the level of a musician." The musician hidden in the team said: "Moreover, the flesh and blood butcher alone is already very tricky. We are not sure."
"No matter how powerful a butcher is, he is only a human being."
"No, to that extent, we generally call it a monster."
The musician in the team sighed: "The professor has always been hidden, but he didn't expect to be a musician... This is the professor's trap, Lorenzo, we are in the midst of it."
Lorenzo understood what he meant.
Faced with the combination of professor and butcher, if there is a war, the possibility of losing may not be impossible, but victory is bound to be a miserable victory. A professor with endless cards and a monster that is almost unkillable, the sum of which is enough for them to be exhausted.
This kind of war that has won a lot of vitality and lost a lot of money, there is nothing to fight. What's more, there are mice Luo and dwarf dogs beside...
No matter what, after that monster appeared, everyone already understood:
——Now the professor takes the initiative.
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On the roof. The Rat King looked at the silent monster, his mouth twitched: "Professor, what do you want?"
"It's easy."
The professor looked around at them: "Now there are two solutions. The first solution. Go away, that kid is mine. Or, you will like the second solution..."
The second method is very simple. The fish die and the net is broken.
In the freezing atmosphere, everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of guard and greed.
Lorenzo was the first to quit. The leader of the group of sicilian wanderers raised his hand and announced with a fervent expression: "I don't care what you plan to do. Our Russo family quit. Dwarf dogs, let your people go away..."
The Sicilian thugs stepped back slowly, clenching their weapons, and guarding the Asgard mercenaries behind them.
Seeing that the roast goose that was in its mouth had long wings and flew. The expression of the dwarf dog was also twitching.
The hands holding the flame-shaped sword were loosened and then clenched. In the end, gritted their teeth and made a sound: "The rear team lets way, we also withdraw..."
"A wise choice." The professor clapped his hands, and finally looked at Sam Luo on the roof: "Mr. Rat King, it seems that you are going to show your stamina and fight forever?"
What a joke, the most lacklustre thing in the whole Xiacheng district is this gang of mice clubs.
Seeing the great situation turn around, the rat king's eyes rumbling. The expression was painful. He gently put down his hand:
"We also withdraw..."
The tripartite stared guardingly at the professor and the monster beside him, and stepped back cautiously.
The originally tense atmosphere gradually relaxes like this, and it doesn't seem to be necessary to join in the fire. Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, a juvenile voice of doubt came from the alley.
"Is there anyone, please?"
Just in full view, the lost young man bowed his head and hugged a lot of things and walked out of the alley: "Sorry, I'm lost. Brother, are you out...I'll wipe it!"
Fuck, what the **** is this? !
The moment Ye Qingxuan raised his head. Already frightened by the sight in front of him, he was about to fly.
He was blank in his mind, looking around at the people around him. Look at the machete, steel bar, heavy armor, hand crossbow in their hands, and the monster that is so strange that it does not look like a human...
When you look at them, they are also looking at you.
In the dull eyes of everyone, this white-haired oriental teenager is holding two catties of radishes in his left hand, a pocket of tomatoes in his right hand, and two big pumpkins in his arms enough to light a lantern on Halloween.
It's like returning home from grocery shopping.
Under all eyes, the stubborn teenager finally reacted and took a step back decisively: "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong place. You continue, please leave me alone!"
Just as everyone's eyes fell to the ground, he slowly backed away, turned around, and opened his legs...
In desperation, the Rat King made a voice: "Stop!"
"Good..."
It's good to speak, but the body is obviously very honest. Ye Qingxuan seemed to be electrocuted in an instant, stepping on his long legs and rushing away.
"I wiped it, I ran so fast!" Someone in the crowd sighed in a low voice,
It was like turning on some bad switch. The situation got out of control in an instant, and the people who had retreated became restless!
"Catch him!"
Someone in the crowd shouted: "Whoever catches it, no matter who!"
The solidified atmosphere shattered instantly, and the crowd boiled. Whether it was Lorenzo and Werner who were about to leave, as well as the Rat King, they completely forgot what they had just said, and ran after them as if they were crazy.
The professor was stunned. He hadn't expected that a good situation would become like this a few seconds ago.
Seeing that the raging crowd has rushed into the alley, he squeezed the flute angrily, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes:
"Butcher, catch him!"
The three-meter-high giant roared hoarsely, jumped, fell into the crowd, and waved a bone saw. Two people were shot on the wall with a chirp, and blood spurted out.
As the bone saw swept across, several people were instantly cut into two ends by the tragic cutting edge of the bone saw, and blood spurted out, screaming.
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In the front of the alley, Ye Qingxuan ran desperately.
When he turned his head, he saw a lot of evil-looking big men, as well as various murder weapons in his hands, and the monster that was so burly that it didn't look like a human, and he immediately wanted to cry without tears.
He has an urge to cry:
"Why chase me!"
The Rat King roared: "I have to be anxious... what's wrong. Hand over the treasure quickly! Forgive you for not dying!"
Below, Lorenzo also hurriedly shouted: "That friend, don't run. We can protect you..."
"Bah! You fart!"
Although wearing heavy armor, the dwarf dog runs fast and keeps chasing him: "Little devil, don't listen to them! Leave it to me! You are the eternal friend of the Asgardians!"
The treasure is a ghost! What a ghost friend! Where can I turn you into a treasure!
Ye Qingxuan endured the urge to weep and rushed quickly.
Just as he was running, he was suddenly blessed to his heart and raised his hand to throw something:
"——Give you treasure! Go on!"
A dark figure flew out of his arms. Crossed an arc and fell into the arms of the dog Werner.
The dwarf dog doesn't even care about the flame-shaped sword. Instinctively rushed up. Before he had time to look carefully, there was no figure rushing up from behind to pounce on him.
There was a roar in the crowd: "Baby is here!"
"Catch him!"
"The dwarf got something!"
People rushed up one after another, and the dwarf subconsciously clenched the thing tightly, blocking it in front of him. Just heard a chirp. The blood-red serum shot out from the cracks of the fingers.
The people who rushed up yelling were stunned, some juice fell into their mouths, and some people tapped their mouths subconsciously:
"Sweet and sour... can this baby eat? Mom, I can enter Avalon too!"
Lorenz, who rushed up, was mad and kicked him over:
"Fool, this is Tomato!"
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"Don't you want baby! Give you baby!"
In the front, Ye Qingxuan has become addicted to baby hair, and constantly throws out the things in his hands: "Give you tomatoes! Give you potatoes!"
"Give you lychees!"
Throwing addicted, he simply caught what to throw, and picked up the frog on the ground and threw it away: "Here you are toad! Here is the squid. And an angry banana!"
The angry banana was really angrily stuck on Lorenzo's face. His face was still half of a smashed rotten eggplant. The originally well-dressed gentleman had become a tattered beggar.
Lorenzo was about to roar angrily. Suddenly another thing was thrown toward him, covering his face with a sticky blood.
He stopped in astonishment, and trembling fingers took off the **** guard and sanitary napkin from his face, and finally let out a frantic scream:
"Kill him for me! Kill him!"
The Rat King’s people finally realized that it’s not a problem to go on like this. Someone stood still on the roof. The military crossbow in his hand was aimed at the figure of the young man, and then...pull the trigger!
With the scream of howling. A crossbow arrow flew past the boy's arm, piercing deeply into the alley wall. The arrow buzzed and trembled, like a bee flapping its wings.
Ye Qingxuan looked down at the scar on his arm, petrified:
"Let me go, do you guys really play?"
"Who is joking with you?!"
On the roof, the Rat King screamed: "Little ones, get ready, shoot me this little boy."
The sound of the winding of a crossbow was densely remembered, and Ye Qingxuan's scalp was tingling: "I just bought a dish, who should I provoke!"
He took a deep breath and chanted in a low voice.
Everyone's roar and noise concealed the frustration of the syllables. Just in the husky rhythm, the boy's body suddenly became blurred, becoming hazy and erratic~IndoMTL.com~notes. hazy!
"Mother, forget, that kid is a musician apprentice!" The Rat King roared: "Quickly release the arrow! Release the arrow! Shoot him to death!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingxuan did not hesitate to take a ‘flow’ on his body, his face flushed immediately. This kind of precision operation while running is really terrible.
His speed increased, and he avoided several arrows flying past with his hair, his body became more and more blurred, and he disappeared suddenly in a corner.
The crowd was in chaos, but the people rushing from behind did not stop. After a while, the people in front rushed forward with the people behind. In the chaos, the collision between the group of guys holding dangerous objects caused many people to be injured.
In the hacking and trampling, I don’t know how many people lay dead on the ground.
In the roars and screams, the plasma flew.
In the corner of the wall where no one noticed, there was a vague figure moving quietly against the wall. (To be continued m.) (To be continued)