Chapter 743: Bastard Thing
Walking through the streets of Bandle City, Graves, holding Anne, finds more and more people joining in the chase, all targeting himself, or Anne in his arms.
"Girl, you tell your uncle, why are they all coming for you?"
Graves gasped and asked Anne for an opportunity.
"Uncle is a good person, so he won't hurt Anne, they are all bad people!" Anne said aggrievedly.
Get!
Graves softened his heart and didn't ask any more, and after a rest, he picked up Anne and continued to run out of the city, in his opinion it should be easier to hide out of the city.
"Bearded, you have no way to escape, hurry up and let go of that girl!"
At this moment, a dense crowd of people appeared on the roofs of the houses in the circle of streets, dressed in light armor and carrying daggers in their hands, led by a heroic cultivator who was the same as Graves.
Graves put down Anne in his arms and scolded at the man, "Mom, I just can't figure it out, why can't you get along with your little girl?"
"Bearded, you don't need to know if there are many, you just have to leave her behind, and go wherever you want!" said the leader to Graves.
"What if I don't agree?" said Graves, flapping his double-barreled shotgun across and lighting himself a cigar.
"Then today is your time of death!"
The leader said coldly, and the two eyes left after the mask flashed with a fierce light.
"Fuck your uncle, don't be afraid to flash your tongue when you say big things, I'm going to protect her, there's a kind of coming!" Graves finished spitting out the cigar he had just taken two puffs in his mouth, followed by the double-barreled shotgun in his hand and a hideous flame.
Bang!
A cloud of smoke appeared in the streets.
By the time the smoke had cleared, Graves and Anne were long gone.
"What about people?"
"Chase, don't kill the two of them!"
At this moment, the leader roared in a rage, and he was already surrounded by water, who would have thought that Graves would say that he would do it, but he ran away without any face.
In a grocery store on another street, Graves took Anne into hiding for the time being.
"Uncle, aren't you going to fight with them, why did you run away with Anne?" asked Anne with wide twinkling eyes at Graves.
Graves smiled embarrassedly, "Uncle is not afraid of them, you must know that Uncle I was also a person who was experienced in a hundred battles and took the lead in the charge, isn't it because I am afraid that you will be injured, otherwise those people are not enough Uncle I stuffed my teeth!"
"Uncle, you are so good to Anne, Anne is so touched, uncle, how can I repay you?" asked Anne with a little star in her eyes.
"What do you want to repay, uncle, I'm happy to help others!" said Graves, who felt like a great hero at this moment.
Anne shook her head, "No, Anne is going to repay the uncle for saving his life, well, don't worry about Ni marrying the uncle!"
"What?" Graves almost fell off the bench and asked in a dumbfounded voice, "What did you just say?"
"Anne said she was going to marry her uncle!" Anne tilted her head and smiled at Graves.
"How can this work, this must not work, it must not work!" Graves' head shook like a rattle.
Annie's eyes flashed with slyness, and she pulled the corner of Graves' coat and asked, "Isn't Annie cute?"
"Cute, of course cute!" Graves nodded subconsciously.
"Why doesn't Uncle like Anne?" asked Anne, staring at Graves.
It was only at this time that Graves realized that he would wish he had read and written more, but he wanted to talk but couldn't remember how to say it.
Fortunately, at this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the grocery store.
"They're right here!"
A voice startled Graves, and he hurriedly took Anne in his arms, thinking of taking advantage of the opportunity to break out of the door.
Anne was not nervous at all, and thrust her head into Graves' arms.
"Girl, don't make trouble, these people are not simple!"
Graves hurriedly whispered a reminder that he was a little distraught by Anne.
"Right here, there's a voice!"
Bang!
The door of the grocery store was kicked open, and the terrifying attack followed indiscriminately.
"Damn, these bastards don't plan to give them a way to live!"
After Graves cursed, the double-barreled shotgun in his hand was aimed at the door, and a huge lead bullet flew out, followed by a deafening explosion.
Rumble!
With the force of the explosion, Graves smashed Anne through the wall of the grocery store, turned around and sped off the street.
"Chase, they fled again!"
Hurried shouts followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps.
"Stop!"
The garrison of Bandel City saw Graves rushing towards him and stretched out his spear.
"Stand on your uncle's!"
As Graves ran, the double-barreled shotgun shot out a dazzling light that blasted the gate out of a large hole, and then ran out of the city.
"Damn, I'm tired to death, how did you offend these psychopaths?"
Outside the city, in a dense jungle, Graves asked as he dropped Anne from his arms and gasped.
"Anne didn't know, these people were going to take Anne away when they saw her, and Anne was so scared," Anne said, bowing her head.
"Damn, these neuropaths are not only sick, but they are all fucking brutes, such a cute girl will not let go!" Graves heard Anne's words, and then scolded loudly.
It's just that when he finished scolding, his face became ugly, and he hurriedly protected Anne behind him, regardless of his tired body.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Why can't you get along with a little girl all the time?"
"Come out, Lao Tzu feels you!"
Graves shouted loudly around him, followed by a flash of light, and more than a dozen figures appeared.
"Bearded?"
"Hmph, it's just a Bilgewater bastard, now give you two ways, let that girl go, or die!" said the leader as he stared at Graves.
"Who are you?" Graves knew in his heart, his identity was known to the other party so quickly, so the other party must not be a nobody.
"General Noxian Striker, Tyrone the Shadow of the Blades!" the Assassin leader whispered his identity.
"I said who is so vicious, it turns out that you bastard thing!"
Graves was stunned for a moment, and then cursed.