"What did you say?"

Graves, who got the news, looked incredulous and roared at the informant.

"Boss, if you don't believe it, you can go and see it for yourself" Xiao Luo said with a wry smile and a low face, he was really afraid that the boss in front of him would be angry and destroy him.

Graves thought for a moment with a gloomy face, then picked up the double-barreled shotgun and walked out of the alley, the cigar in his mouth was constantly smoking, and those who knew Graves knew that this was a precursor to his anger.

Walking out of the small alley, Graves on the street saw Chen Yi at a glance, and at this moment Chen Yi was in the middle of a pile of corpses, holding his head nervously and trembling all over.

"Is that the bastard?" asked Graves, as he turned to the little one beside him.

"Boss, that's him!"

Graves' face was gloomy enough to drip water, and he turned around with a double-barreled shotgun and shot out the little guy next to him.

"Damn, a guy who is so scared that he pees his pants can kill thirty people? Are you a three-year-old child?"

Chen Yi's heart tightened, he didn't expect to alarm a transcendent realm monk so quickly, it seemed that those little ones just now were his subordinates.

Carrying a double-barreled shotgun and a big black cigar in his mouth, Chen Yi suddenly had an extra name in his heart, the outlaw fanatic - Graves.

There are a lot of identities of this thing, mercenaries, thieves, robbers, gamblers, etc., maybe the only good reputation is his righteousness, as long as the brother he thinks must be a two-sided knife, but now it seems that this guy still has a murderous problem.

"Don't tremble, Lao Tzu asked you, you killed all these people?" asked Graves as he pointed his double-barreled shotgun over his shoulder, pointing at Chen Yi with a cigar.

Chen Yi slowly turned his head to look at Graves, and then asked tremblingly, "Are you talking to me?"

"Mara Gaba, it turned out to be a coward!" Graves took a bite and looked around, "Which bastard is provoking Lao Tzu, there is a kind of get out." ”

He completely ignored Chen Yi, in his eyes, it was absolutely impossible for a mortal cowardly to do such a ruthless thing, there must be an enemy hidden in the shadows who concocted everything in front of him, and provoked and demonstrated to him on his street.

But let him roar for a long time, except for the departure of the weak who feared his cruelty, there was no wind and grass in the streets.

"What the hell is going on?" said Graves, puffing on his cigar and muttering to himself.

Under Chen Yi's frightened face, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he followed the thought, and walked with four simple words.

He had just experimented on a little Oro, and the results were really good, so he experimented on Graves in the middle of the Transcendental Realm.

When the power of fate fell on Graves, Graves's face suddenly became strange, and his fierce gaze turned soft, and he looked directly at Chen Yi, then hung the double-barreled shotgun in his hand on his waist and threw away the cigar in his hand.

"Who are you, why is Lao Tzu so familiar with you, was I once your subordinate?" Graves walked up to Chen Yi and asked suspiciously.

Seeing such a scene, Chen Yi secretly said in his heart that it was a pity, the power of fate was indeed powerful, but after all, he was just getting started, facing Grey Fus in the middle of the transcendent realm, at most it was like this, but then he laughed again, this is better than no effect, right?

"Graves, stand up!" Chen Yi's face changed, and he gave a serious order to Graves.

Graves was confused for a moment, and hurriedly stood on his feet.

"Hand over your matching gun!" Chen Yi continued.

Graves did not hesitate, and after taking the double-barreled shotgun from his waist, he handed it to Chen Yi with both hands.

"Sergeant Grey Heads of the Twenty-Eighth Legion, turn back, target the seaside pier, I'm here waiting for you to come back!" Chen Yi gave an order to Graves in a deep voice.

"Obey the order, sir!"

Graves turned around and raised his arms, took a deep breath, and ran towards the docks.

The people who followed Chen Yi were dumbfounded, from the time Graves appeared to the time they left, they didn't understand what was going on, and the twist of the script made them completely confused.

The gun is life, Graves actually handed the gun to the mortal in front of him, and carried out his orders without hesitation, if it weren't for their own eyes, they really couldn't have imagined that Gilgewater's bastard Graves would be so obedient.

"Guys, do you want to run together?"

Chen Yi smiled and looked at the people around him with strange eyes.

After everyone came back to their senses, where did they dare to stay, they only hated their parents for giving birth to two legs, one slipped faster than the other, and soon disappeared cleanly.

After purifying, Chen Yi's eyes were deep and looked in the direction of the dock, in fact, he was calculating the time of 'obeying orders', judging from the performance of Graves, only the time to control the high-level monks, he wanted to know the approximate time, and also prepared for the next experience.

Time passed, until there was an angry roar from the direction of the dock, Chen Yi smiled with satisfaction, and then disappeared into the street with another change of appearance.

"A quarter of an hour is not too short!" Chen Yi comforted himself in his heart.

After putting Graves' double-barreled shotgun into the system warehouse, Chen Yi waited another quarter of an hour before appearing on the street from the other direction, and the constant screams and roars could be heard in the distance.

"Mara Gaba, what about the bastard just now?"

"Did you see it? No, then you can die!"

"Who the hell saw that bastard, Lao Tzu is rewarded, rewarded!"

Chen Yi looked at Graves like an angry lion from a distance, thinking about the next step in his heart, under the situation that he couldn't figure out his cultivation now, the first thing he had to do was to protect himself, so he wanted to cultivate his own strength.

So, Chen Yi opened his legs and walked into the distance, and Graves' roar gradually disappeared.

But the whole Bilgewater boiled in an instant, who is Graves?

Bastard?

Bandit?

Thief?

Gambler?

Or these four words are all right, the hero-level monk is actually more appropriate, but today, he was teased by a mortal, not only obediently handed over his own matching gun, but also ran towards the dock like a fool.

The most talked about in the tavern was actually the military salute of Graves, and everyone could not deny that this bastard had definitely been a soldier, and the standard was extreme.

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