Chapter 8: Overboard

Vincent hurried back to the exit of the tree-lined path. Pen~Fun~ The old man who had been smashed by the chest in the www.biquge.info was still lying unconscious on the ground, and the other man in black who had been pierced in the eyes was howling hoarsely.

Vincent angrily ordered the manservant behind him: "Shut him up!" ”

After the servant knocked out the man in black, Vincent kicked the unconscious one awake, but he didn't know where Roy was going.

"Useless guy, five big men can't even deal with a little girl!"

Vincent kicked the man unconscious again, looking up anxiously and looking around. The various plant and tree sculptures that I thought were excellent cover are particularly eye-catching at the moment. He hadn't been to Wei Yuan enough times that he might get lost if he walked around, let alone find a guy who had lived here for twelve years.

If you can't find it, you have to look for it. If Roy's shitty thing is allowed to return to her father by himself, the hero saving the beauty will not be able to act. Not only would Roy not be grateful to him and marry him obediently, but would resent him with her father, feeling that he had left her unprotected because he had left him halfway.

But if you find her, will you be able to continue acting? After all, these men in black......

Damn, if you really can't do it, the overlord will bow hard! He didn't believe it, and Roy, who had lost his virginity, could find a home other than him. Roy and her dad have to admit it even if they crush their teeth!

Vincent thought viciously, and pointed in one direction for the manservant to look for while he went to find another way.

Not long after searching, Vincent seemed to hear a cry for help.

Listening intently, to make sure it wasn't a hallucination, Vincent sped in the direction the sound came from. After passing through a grove, his feet slipped, and if it weren't for a ring of low bushes, he would have fallen into the pond.

Damn, will this pond die with a railing!

Vincent cursed in his heart, and when he looked up, his mood suddenly soared.

Roy was fluttering in the pond.

There are a lot of large ornamental fish in this pool, so it's quite deep, not to mention Roy's little girl, even if he falls, he may not be able to touch the bottom.

Roy seemed to be fluttering for a while, as if she was a little bored, but her desire to survive supported her and kept her from sinking. Unfortunately, the beautiful dress completely covered her head, so that she could not see the direction, and the more she struggled, the more she walked towards the center of the pond.

Vincent smiled and exclaimed, feigned surprise, "Roy! Hold on to me to save you! ”

As he spoke, he quickly took off his shirt, stepped over the bushes, and stretched out his legs to reach out to the water, about to go down to save people.

…… Suddenly, he retracted his water-stained foot.

Vincent narrowed his eyes and stared with bated breath at Roy in the middle of the lake.

That dress is hers not fake. Can...... Why is the most prominent part of the skirt, her head, at the waistband?

"Save ...... Help ......"

Roy in the middle of the pool snorted, low and indistinct, apparently lacking much strength.

It does sound familiar, but ...... Why do you always feel a little weird?

With suspicions in his mind, the more Vincent thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

But isn't there anyone else in Roy?

If this is really Roy, then he will go back like this, and he will not regret breaking his intestines in the future?

Clothes and voice, maybe something went wrong while struggling?

For a moment, Vincent stood by the pond, neither walking nor going down.

Suddenly, he was kicked in the back, and Vincent snorted, and his eyes were slammed!

By the time he reacted, he was already in the water.

The water in the early summer pool was still bitterly cold, and Vincent shivered firmly, poured several sips of water, and shaved his hands and feet in a panic, finally letting his head out of the water.

Roy, who was dressed only in a petticoat but was dry, stood behind the bushes and looked down at him coldly.

"You!"

Vincent was furious and subconsciously wanted to rush over and slap Roy, but only to stomp on the air and sink suddenly.

The depth of the entire pond is the same, even if Vincent is on the edge of the pond, his feet can't touch the bottom.

The pool of water suddenly flooded the top of his head, and at that moment, it was as if death was sitting on top of his head.

Roy stood by the pond and watched Vincent and the valet get up, sink down, get up and sink again.

Eight years of blood and tears condensed on this kick.

Even in this life, these eight years have not yet come, and Roy will never let it come, and Vincent's actions are enough for him to go down to the cold water to wash away his sins.

Of course, a cold shower can't offset all Vincent's doing. This is just the beginning.

Vincent wasn't the only one fluttering in the pool. Roy looked at the valet who was also in the water.

Just now she accidentally knocked her personal maid into the pond. She threw her outer skirt at the maid, originally just to confuse the three men in black who were chasing her, and delay a little time so that she could go back to her father. Unexpectedly, the three guys were very fast, and when they saw her running away from the pond, they chased after her directly, and they didn't care about the life or death of the personal maid at all.

She used her familiarity with the terrain to get rid of the three guys, and wanted to go back directly, but people who had never had blood on their hands were always empty in their hearts about the fact that someone might die because of themselves, no matter who the other party was. Roy struggled for a while and decided to come back and have a look, only to run into Vincent.

It seems that good intentions are still rewarded.

Roy thought about it, but still found a stick and picked out the skirt that was covering the head of the maid, but he didn't pick it off. It's really embarrassing for the personal maid, when she struggled, she was entangled in the ribbon and sleeves of her skirt, otherwise she wouldn't have to stay in the water for so long, and Vincent wouldn't have been tricked, right?

", stick it out!"

Vincent cursed at Roy as he swam towards the stick.

Roy flicked his stick, and the skirt finally came off the head of the valet. Then she picked up the skirt and threw it at Vincent very casually, and at once she covered Vincent in the dark and pushed his head into the water.

The personal maid on the side was still fluttering in the water. Although she saw the light of day again, she was almost exhausted, and she had no energy to swim to the shore by herself, and suddenly found someone in front of her, and she didn't see who it was, so she took it for granted that it was to save her, and immediately clung to this life-saving straw like an octopus.

Poor Vincent had just ripped off her skirt, and then her hands and feet were clung to by the maid. He didn't even have time to struggle, and then he sank down with the personal maid.

The grass rustled beside it.

Roy threw down his stick and picked up his petticoat and ran in his father's direction. The man in black came after him. They'll definitely be able to get to the pond. Now that Vincent is also in the water, they will definitely not dare to sit idly by anymore.

But there are at least three men in black who still have combat effectiveness. In the end, she is lonely, and who knows if she is lucky before.

Sure enough, a man in black chased after him from the side, Roy quickly quickened his pace, and suddenly found another one coming from the other direction! I'm going to be flanked!

Why did the man in black who came over first suddenly turn around and run back.

Roy was strange, but he didn't dare to slow down. The remaining man in black was running towards her, and she hadn't seen anyone go so fast before!

"Roy!"

The man in black shouted.

Roy braked suddenly, raised his hand to block the glare of the sun, and carefully identified the face: "...... Uncle Kane? ”