"Of course I know who you are. Ye Mu said.

"Ahem, since you know who I am, ahem, then you dare to do this to me?" Martingale coughed violently for a while, and then stopped coughing, but the snot and saliva still flowed all over the ground.

Ye Mu squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him who had repeatedly tried to kill him, and sneered: "You should know who I am, Martingale." ”

"How do I know who you are this nobody!" Martingale stood up, straightened his waist, looked at Ye Mu, who was a head shorter than himself, his eyes widened angrily, and said: "Look at your appearance, you must be a hillbilly from the countryside!"

Ye Mu was unceremonious, and directly slapped Martingale in the face.

Martingale spun in the air two or three times before he fell on Lin again, covering his face that had been slapped by Ye Mu, coughing up blood and teeth, and said angrily: "Damn, you dare to beat me? You dare to beat me in Magre? Don't you want to live anymore!"

With a roar, four blood-red snakes appeared on Martingale's body, which was the standard for a general-level blood-streaked warrior.

Ye Mu didn't summon his own blood pattern, but just lightly kicked Martingale on the shoulder, and he immediately flew out upside down and hit a wall.

"Ahh

"Who the hell are you!" the expression on Martingale's face finally became a little frightened.

Ye Mu squatted on the Lin and smiled evilly at Martingale, "Didn't you send so many people to deal with me? Why, now you forgot who I am?" ”

"You, you're the alchemist from out of town!" Martingale exclaimed, propping himself up with one hand and running towards the door.

The four blood lines worked at the same time, strengthening his body, but even so, his fat and bloated body was not able to burst out with much energy, at least in Ye Mu's opinion, his speed was too slow.

Martingale had just rushed out of the door, but he felt that he was grabbed by an invisible hand, and in an instant, he was back in front of Ye Mu.

"Run once, catch you once. Ye Mu said.

"What the hell are you going to do!"

Martingale knelt on Lin in horror, and now he didn't have the arrogance and resentment in his eyes towards Ye Mu, but there was more fear and panic in his eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay, brother Martingale, we're all civilized people, aren't we? You're an intellectual—the head of the Alchemist Academy, and I'm just a newcomer to the Precious Land. ”

Ye Mu squatted down and gently patted Martingale's shoulder with his hand, his tone was softened, as if it was really as he was.

"Y-What do you want to do?" asked Martingale, swallowing his saliva.

"It's simple, it couldn't be easier. I want one thing, this thing is only available to you, and I don't have Sakura," Ye Mu smiled.

"You want my status?" asked Martingale.

"It's not. ”

"And you want money?"

"Not really. ”

"Then what do you want?" Martingale wondered, Ye Mu didn't want money and status, so what else could he want, it couldn't be his own Danfang, right?

"Your life. Ye Mu whispered, the blood-red seeds on his forehead suddenly jumped violently, and in an instant, countless blood-red "rhizomes" spread all over his face, which made him look extremely hideous.

"No, I beg you, I beg ......"

"Poof—"

A black vine emerged from Ye Mu's palm, piercing Martingale through his chest, blood splattering.

Ye Mu looked at the lifeless chat martingale for two seconds, then threw him aside, took a deep breath, and roared, "What are you doing!"

There was not a single person in the entire abandoned warehouse, or even a few miles within a radius of the entire abandoned warehouse. Ye Mu's words seemed to be talking to himself.

"Hehe, don't be so angry. ”

In Ye Mu's mind, a voice sounded, followed by a young man holding a hamburger while eating and drinking a glass of Coke, wearing fashionable clothes that did not fit this world appeared in front of him.

"Süster, why did you kill him. Ye Mu gritted his teeth and looked at Xiustel in front of him.

"No one saw you take him away anyway. Besides, if you don't kill him and let him go back, it is equivalent to letting the tiger go back to the mountain, and then you will have more and more trouble. I don't want you to be like Ranster. ”

Schuster took a bite of the hamburger, drank a glass of Coke, and said with satisfaction: "The earth is so beautiful, hamburgers and Coke are so delicious!"

Ye Mu looked at Xiusterl gloomily, he knew that this guy was reading his memories now, whether it was in his past life or in this life, the memories were being quietly read by him bit by bit

"However, my favorite dishes are fried noodles, donkey meat and braised chicken rice. Schustel licked his lips.

"Looks like you've been studying my memories a lot. Ye Mu knew that this guy seemed to be able to directly extract the appearance and taste of food from his memory, and he could restore it in his mind for him to taste.

"Don't be angry, the two of us are alone now, you can also read my memory, don't worry, I don't care. Schüsterl spread his hands magnanimously.

"What do you have to read in your memory? Except for the monsters that litter the mountains, you're the only one left in retreat. Ye Mu threatened: "If you control my body again, I will kill you." ”

"Hey, don't be so angry. It's just a mess for you. ”

Ye Mu didn't speak, and Xiusterl didn't have any follow-up, he disappeared in Ye Mu's mind, and the "rhizomes" on Ye Mu's face also disappeared.

Looking at Martingale who fell to the ground, Ye Mu grabbed it, and the space ring and clothes on Martingale's body flew into his hand, and the purple flame burned in his hand.

Not far from the warehouse, Ye Mu heard someone shouting, "Mr. Churchill's warehouse has reopened!" and "Go put out the fire!" and something like that.

Did you die in the warehouse of the Churchill family, which you burned down? This kind of death is really a cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution is unpleasant.

Getting rid of the martingale is a good thing. Ye Mu comforted himself and returned to Churchill's home

This matter is over, then the next step should be to find a high-level alchemist to help him separate Zhou Ling and Fire Spirit.

However, as an alchemist, maybe you can go to the Alchemist Academy to try your luck and try your luck.

Thinking like this, Ye Mu became interested and planned to go to the Alchemist Academy tomorrow morning to seek advice.

Back at Churchill's home, as soon as Ye Mu entered the house, he heard someone talking about it, and he disappeared on the road for no reason.

Ye Mu, the main culprit, was still expressionless, walked into the restaurant, and asked the next person to make himself a pot of wine.

Remember that I have a permanent address for a bronze tripod