Malik didn't understand how the guy in front of him had approached him quietly.

If he remembered correctly, the seats in the front, back, and left should all be from Gurus.

And...... He looked around carefully, and found that it was not only his disappeared subordinate, but all the tourists sitting around him with wooden faces, like puppets who had lost their hearts, and what was even more terrifying was that as if they felt the baptism of his gaze, these tourists actually turned their heads one after another, and showed a bright smile at him like a white-haired teenager.

"Ugh!"

Rao is often engaged in illegal business, and the people of Gurus are still frightened by this bizarre scene, Malik also narrowed his eyes, and the palm of the tin staff couldn't help but ooze a little sweat.

"Uh-huh...... Your confusion is so obvious, I really can't tell that you are actually the head of Gurus? The white-haired boy stretched out an index finger and turned it around twice on the door of his head, with a mischievous smile on his face: "Don't be surprised, everyone has a soul in their body...... I'm just trying to trick them into thinking I'm someone else. ”

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to have any desire to eat, he simply put the oiled paper bag back, and then grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth as if demonstratively, muttering indistinctly while chewing.

"As for how I did it? Didn't your precious scepter already tell you the answer......"

"Seven Artifact Masters?"

Malik stretched out his hand to signal his subordinates not to act rashly, he didn't know anything about this white-haired uninvited guest, and the supernatural ability of the other party was simply appalling - he himself could do this with the brainwashing control of the thousand-year-old tin staff, but he couldn't control so many people in such a short period of time.

And this is the first time that the violent tremor of the thousand-year-old tin rod has appeared...... This had to make him wonder if there was more than one artifact on this person's body.

"Indeed, as you said, I am the leader of the Gurus, Malik Ishurda, for the sake of being the master of the Seven Artifacts, you can call me by my first name." Malik said to the white-haired boy, and then he paused deliberately and shut his mouth.

"And that's Malik?" The white-haired young man leaned back on his seat with his arms pillowed on the back of his head, tilted his face and looked at the other party seriously: "Hmm...... You don't look like Asian, much less like an African...... So, Egypt? ”

"Presumptuous!" The white-collar man who was in charge of the leader before shouted angrily, he had long seen that this white-haired man was unhappy, and even the leader couldn't control so many intelligent creatures, how could this role that he had never heard of be possible? That group of people must be actors he had contacted in advance, and this guy is clearly a circus liar!

That's what he thought, and he did...... The white-collar man stepped up the stairs and approached the white-haired boy, intending to give him some color to take a look.

"Master Malik tells you your name, and you should report your name as soon as possible! Rather than speculating here...... Creak! You...... What do you want! ”

"Bump!" The sound of a body smashing against a hard object.

"I did guess right by the overreaction." The white-haired boy grabbed his outstretched wrist with lightning speed just now, and slammed him the lower seat with his strength, and there was a bright and slender knife in his hand at some point, only two-thirds of the knife was still outside, and the other third was lightly sunk into the white-collar man's right ear piercing.

"How does it feel to be hanging up at any time? Kindness? Did I do this to a lot of people last time in Egypt? As tomb guards, their reactions are much braver than yours! The other hand grabbed the white-collar man's hair and pressed him against the back of the chair, and the white-haired boy came close to his ear and blew lightly on him, and then he happily saw the scene he wanted to see: the poor creature curled up in the chair without daring to move, and he could even hear the violent heartbeat.

"But their luck wasn't as good as yours...... As is the case in most of the world, people with good qualities always die before the villains. ”

"Am I right? This Mr. Malik? ”

“…… What do you want to say? Malik's tone was a little unkind, and he was keenly aware of the part of the man's words that was directed at him.

And maybe not just against him.

"You couldn't know what I'm trying to say." The white-haired boy let go of his prey, he sat back in his seat, and stared at Malik firmly with those falcon-like eyes, "Didn't you choose to take this path because of this...... To avoid becoming like your father......"

Then he could no longer speak, for a terrifying momentum was pressing down on him...... The true eye that shone with golden light appeared again on Malik's forehead and eyebrows, and this sentence had touched the most painful part of him, and he had killed the white-haired boy for the first time!

"You have to know what to say and what not to say!" Malik stood up from his seat, raised his millennium tin staff and shook it at the other's throat, "Sue me by your name!" ”

"Humph! That's what it looks like! The white-haired boy was not crushed by this momentum, he also stood up, and another force emanated from his body to resist the pressure on the other side - a true eye shining with golden light actually appeared on his forehead and eyebrows! The two forces squeezed against each other in a very small area, and the surrounding steps were overwhelmed, and the cracks gradually spread from here, and they continued to spread.

"You just called me the Master of the Seven Artifacts?" The white-haired boy stared at Malik, whose face was hideous, and a layer of golden light appeared from his chest, and the shape of a pendant was printed through the fabric, "Don't use that outdated word for me...... Uncle Ben's name is Tapir! Tapir is good! ”

"You'll soon be no longer a tapir, sinner." Malik silently increased his mental power to control the tin staff, "You will become a puddle of things that no one recognizes!" ”

"Are you sure you want to?" Tapir Liang smiled evilly, the falling needle of the Millennium Wisdom Wheel directly pierced his village shirt and danced in the air, and he also increased his strength to resist the impact of the other party, "Although this is the top stand, the people around me are accused by me...... But this doesn't look like a battle that can be won or lost in a short period of time, are you going to get the attention of those prey? ”

"......" Malik was silent, as if he was going to kill the man who had insulted his father here.

"Tsk......" The tapir was a little annoyed in his conscience.

How could the leader of Gurus be such a guy...... Although the eyes were full of hatred, they were not so hysterical.

It doesn't seem to be any different from those fools with dreams.

The crack was about to spread beyond his control area, and those normal people would not sit obediently and not see anything, so in desperation, Tapir Liang had to take the lead in retracting the raging spiritual power at an extremely slow speed.

"Put away your grudges, Malik. We have a common enemy...... Don't you want to avenge your unjust death? ”

Strictly speaking, this is already a gesture of goodwill, and if this Egyptian boy doesn't appreciate it, he will have to let go of his hands and feet to give him some powerful taste.

"Revenge ......?" Malik's bulging veins gradually calmed down again, he looked at the ground that was already full of devastation, and finally chose to slowly put away his strength with Tapir.

He also doesn't want to make trouble, and it would be better if he didn't fight.

"Why do you know this?" "Not many people even inside the Gurus know about these things...... And they are even less likely to betray me, where did you get the news? ”

"This is really a question that doesn't match your identity, do you remember what I said before the fight?" Seeing Malik's dumb expression as he expected, Tapir stretched out his tongue and licked his lips.

"Yes, the other Tomb Guard Clan died at my hands...... The leader narrowly escaped, but it wasn't much different from dead. ”

"You did it!?" Malik looked at him with some caution.

Although he is not in the same vein, he does not agree with the corrupt ideas of the other party's foolishness, but the annihilated blood clan is considered to be in the same camp as him in the end, so he naturally has to be wary of the credibility of what this person named Tapir Liang said.

"So...... That slate must have fallen into your hands, what is your true purpose? Collect seven artifacts? ”

It was easy to guess, otherwise he wouldn't have had to go to great lengths to snatch the slate, which was only made for seven artifacts, and could not have any other uses.

"That's right, my ultimate goal is to collect all seven artifacts, and I need their power to do one thing...... Settle a grudge. Tapir Liang's thoughts were in a trance for a moment, and then he said a little impatiently: "So my goal is also to play, and his thousand-year-old building blocks are the core of stimulating the power of the slate, understand...... We can be allies! ”

"And then slaughtered me after that, and snatched this thousand-year-old tin staff?" Malik smiled sarcastically at him, "Do you think I'm going to be so stupid to believe you?" ”

"Naturally, I want a thousand-year-old tin cane! But I can promise you the idea of not hitting it for the time being. Tapir Liang didn't expect the topic to get bigger and bigger, "I will make it my final goal, and at that time, how about we use this thing to decide the ownership of the seven artifacts and stone tablets?" He gestured to the dueling disc that lay aside.

"Not only can you get a strong ally for your plan to take out the enemy, but you can also get a chance to get all the artifacts...... This is already my biggest concession, Malik, you don't have to make an inch! ”

Tapir began to get impatient, and it was the first time he had worked with someone on a similar plan, and this kind of dialogue on an equal footing made him uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, I didn't say I wouldn't agree." Malik pondered, and he sat back in his seat.

The thousand-year-old tin scepter shining with brilliant gold was held up in front of him, and when he looked closely, this scepter looked more like a work of art.

"The Seven Artifacts are just tools to me, I don't identify with these old ideas anymore, and it doesn't matter to me whether I have this scepter or not."

"As long as you can kill the ...... game"

"It's mine?"

“…… Dream. Malik smiled as he watched the other's stunned expression.

He finally won back a city from words, and the appearance of Tapir Liang dissipated a lot of his anger.

"I think your previous mention is very good, so let's follow that."

"I didn't expect the Egyptians to play tricks on people?" Tapir reacted, and he immediately sat back in his seat and picked up his popcorn.

"You probably mentioned your father before you hated me, did you?"

"Looks like you'd love to see our cooperation come to an end."

"Okay, okay...... I apologize. Tapir Liang raised his hands.

It's not that he's scared of Malik - he doesn't want to make any more deals.

After all, his minions had also told him about the situation, and he was equally interested in what Malik wanted to do.

"So now, we have a common language!" Tapir Liang handed over the oiled paper bag in his hand.

Just like when we first met.

Malik was stunned, as if he couldn't accept his jumping behavior pattern.

Seeing that the other party hesitated, Tapir Liang couldn't help but shake the oiled paper bag proudly, causing the popcorn inside to make a collision sound, "Afraid that I will do things inside?" ”

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, it's not good when it's cold."

"Humph!"

Glaring at him fiercely, Malik reached into the bag and grabbed a large handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You're a weirdo."

“…… You're no better. ”