Chapter 342: Celebration Party
d7cfd3c4b8f3 Keelung pouted. Noncommittal.
"I'm not going to talk nonsense with you. You put forward the conditions. Just put the holy woman away. Return the Holy Grail. I promise you'll get out of the way."
Didn't expect. The subconscious image of gratitude to Dade does not appear. On the contrary, the beard in the distance frowned. There was a look of reluctance on his face.
"How. Isn't it okay to mention this of mine?"
"Keelung. Are you really stupid or fake stupid? Don't you know. For us mercenaries. It's more severe to give up a task than to lose my life.
"Then what do you want to do?" Keelung suppressed the anger in his heart. Still asked in a calm tone.
"I. I must take the Holy Maiden and the Holy Grail." The beard suddenly changed his tone. Word by word viciously replied.
Keelung's Qi Cultivation Kung Fu has reached the extreme. The tone also cooled: "It seems that we don't talk to each other anymore"
"You just know."
The cheeks are about to move on to the next step. But a voice interrupted his movements.
"Bearded. You're such a fucking scumbag." And then a cylindrical thing was placed on his waist."
Don't think about it. The bearded mercenary knows all too well what this thing is. It's just that he can't figure it out. How the fuck did this kid come out.
"How did you get out?"
"Hmph. If you want to blame it, blame your rice bucket men. Oh. That's right. And that right-hand man of yours. What's it called, it's that thing anyway, maybe I'm going to be a little heavier. To fall into a lifelong disability. But that's fine. I believe in your level of medical care."
Electrifying and flint. Keelung was stunned. What's going on, things are turning around? Why did a young man suddenly rush out again? And it looks like he's still in his own hands. They all hate that beard to the core.
Wonderful. Wonderful. Keelung is preparing to make a move. The unexpected happened again.
How hateful is the beard. But it is undeniable that he is the best in the mercenary world today. and how can they be coerced by a pistol?
And it just so happened that Yao Fei's meridians were broken at this time. The strength is all lost.
So a sad scene appeared:
One trick. Yao Fei fell backwards. Life and death are uncertain.
This one. Not only the saint froze. Keelung froze. Even the initiator's beard was stunned.
Skillful in such a dish. Dare to threaten people with a gun.
Take advantage of everyone's distraction. Keelung pounced on his beard.
The beard is clearly on guard. A step back opened up some distance. Give yourself a buffer time.
"I've heard that Your Excellency's martial arts are unfathomable. Today I am here to receive the teaching."
"You must die." Keelung finished speaking. Nor do you wait for the beard to answer. An arrow stepped forward again. Grappled him.
In the blink of an eye. The two have gone through more than ten moves. The two sides are not equal. They are all secretly amazed.
"On. Rob me of a saint." John watched as the bosses on both sides had been inseparable. This is a good opportunity to save the Holy Maiden. I can't help but say. Then the attack order was given.
However, the bearded mercenary group is not so easy to break. In a cave again. It's easy to defend and hard to attack. And I'm afraid of hurting the saint. So John was tied up. Fall downwind.
And this side . Keelung also received a slap.
Although the strength is not great. But now is the time for a one-on-one duel. How can a beard give him a respite?
One move to lose. Defeat.
"Is your army of 100 going to die here?"
The bearded man's punch went straight to Keelung's Heavenly Spirit Gai. If this punch is smashed, it will be solid
"Why bother."
These were the last words Keelung heard before he fell unconscious. And then there was nothing
Wake up again. It's still daytime. But Keelung's brain was groggy. It hurts.
The first thing that caught his eye was the beautiful face of the saint. With a hint of strictness, sacredness and inviolability.
And then there's the little lewd boy. The man with a gun and a beard.
"Mr. Keelung. You're awake."
"Yes. Saint. I"
"Don't get up. Lie down. Lie down." The holy woman pressed down Keelung, who was about to rise. Speak out to block it.
"Yes. You're safe."
"Yes. Thanks to this Mr. Yao Fei."
"Yao Fei." Keelung only now knows. This teenager's name is Yao Fei.
"Hello. Mr. Keelung."
"Hello."
There was silence in the room. The three of them stared at each other with wide eyes. Don't know what to say.
"Then I was also entrusted to rescue the beautiful Miss Lelu. Now that the matter is over. Then I'll take my leave."
Say it. Yao Fei just wanted to lift his leg and leave.
"Mr. Yao. Wait a minute." Lelu stepped forward. looked at Yao Fei seriously. Tone of Sincerity:
"Our tribe is going to have a party in the evening. Mainly to celebrate my safe return and thank you. So"
"I see. Then I'll finish the meeting and leave."
"Yes. Then you can prepare. I'll come to you at six o'clock in the evening."
"Okay."
Goodbye to Lailu. Yao Fei went to join his teammates.
"Returned. Let's go." Zhao Xue is already fully dressed. looked at Yao Fei with a smile on his face.
Yao Fei shook his head helplessly: "I can't leave now. The saint said that their tribe was going to have a party in the evening. Ask us to participate. I've said yes."
"Yes." The voice just fell. Zhao Xue looked at Yao Fei suspiciously. Turn left two times. Turn right two times. Looking up and down, Yao Fei.
"What are you doing?"
"Be honest. Are you in love with that saint?"
"Ahh
"Alright. I see." Zhao Xue looked at Yao Fei's reaction. Nodding in satisfaction.
"You'll know what."
"I know you don't mean anything about that saint."
"Why?"
"Because you're not lying like this."
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"How is Brother Qin?"
"I'm much better."
"Yes. This time I'm glad to have you. And the masked man. It's amazing."
"That's it. Who the hell is it?"
Soon. The evening came.
Sure enough, Lailu was punctual and stood guard at the door. With a smile on his face, he waited for Yao Fei to do it.
"I'm sorry for you. Miss Lelu."
"It doesn't matter. Please come with me."
Wait until you settle down. Yao Fei and the others only learned that this person named Lailu was the next leader of the largest tribe in the country. And there is an unwritten rule in this tribe: that is, the head of the tribe must be a woman. Call it a saint.
And the token of their succession is the Holy Grail that the beard was about to destroy.
After several checks. The saint led them to an empty square. The square has long been crowded. Everyone looked at them as if they were pilgrimages.
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