"Tick, tick!"

Blood continued to drip from the figure that crashed in, landing on the floor, and soon a small pool of pools accumulated.

Richard's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the four people who were about to leave were stunned, Bibi plucked her nostrils and looked at the figure, forgetting to pull out her fingers.

The figure that crashed into it raised its hand as if to say something. But in the eyes of Bibi and the four, this was undoubtedly a somewhat dangerous attack, so the next moment there was almost no verbosity, and they did it.

The old man of the lich was the fastest, and he was angry just now because of the appearance of the eight-armed skeleton, and he had no way to vent it. At this time, seeing the figure that broke in, he clenched his hands, and a large cloud of black qi gushed out, condensing into a thick death scythe.

"Bang!"

The Grim Reaper's scythe slanted and slapped the figure on the face with its side, and in an instant, the sound of crisp bones overwhelmed sounded. The right half of the figure's face was visibly deflated, and it flew towards one of the walls of the room with great force.

However, the figure did not hit the wall - just a moment before hitting the wall, the eight-armed skeleton appeared like a ghost, two of the arms touched back, I don't know where it came from, a heavy bone stick made of many bones, and then rounded the stick, aimed at the other half of the figure's face, and hit it with all its might.

"Bang!"

The sound of infiltration sounded, and the figure flying in mid-air suddenly stopped, and then flew out in the opposite direction, where Pandora was standing.

Pandora doesn't really want to interfere, she is very addicted to learning now, and the more she learns, the more she understands that it is better to use less violence.

If she could, she would prefer to catch the figure that crashed into it and interrogate him about what happened and why he crashed in.

But given the current situation, it was obvious that she was not given this opportunity, and Pandora frowned as she watched the figure get closer and closer to her, at the appearance of the figure covered in blood, and at her clean clothes and the clean scroll in her hand.

The next moment, a punch slammed out.

The speed of the punch was so fast that it was almost impossible to see the movement, and I saw the air in front of Pandora be squeezed into a ball, and then burst open. The figure that had just flown a meter in front of Pandora was hit by the air and bounced off with a "bang". "Bang" fell to the ground, rolled several times, and finally stopped at the feet of Bibi next to him.

Bibi dug her nostrils and looked curiously at the figure at her feet. Just as he finally dug out a tiny booger ball, he saw the figure open its mouth, as if it wanted to speak, but it was also possible that it was trying to squirt something out of its mouth and try to attack.

Bibi's eyes widened, and she slammed her hand into the opponent's mouth vigilantly, and her fingers went straight into the deepest part of her throat, until she stuck the booger ball to the opponent's tonsils, and eliminated the potential attack directly at the source.

Later, seeing the other party struggling, Pandora withdrew her hand, forcibly closed the other party's mouth, and gave the other party a big slap with all her strength.

"Smack!"

After a crisp sound, the figure stopped struggling and lay motionless, as if dead.

The room was quiet, and after a while, Bibi looked at Richard with some hindsight, looked at Richard's strange expression, and asked, "Hey, am I too ruthless?

"It's a bit ruthless, so I'll pay attention to it in the future. Richard said, "But this time it's okay, the man is not dead." ”

"Really?" Bibi looked at the figure in surprise.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The man lying on the ground moved under the gaze, coughed violently, and lifted his upper body. Sticking his hands into his mouth, he desperately buckled it for a long time, and finally spit out Bibi's booger ball, and then exhaled a long breath.

"Whew-"

"Brush!"

The other party wiped a handful of blood from his face, looked at Richard and his party in the room with some annoyance, and said: "I thought that I wanted to go to the rescue, but I was beaten up inexplicably in Pompey, which was unlucky enough, and now I know that it was just the beginning, and it is really unlucky here." Bah, is this how you treat people? Beat people up, and then stuff boogers into people's mouths, what kind of etiquette is it!"

"That's how hard I dug it up, right! I can't dig a few in a day, if you don't want it, you can give it back to me. Bibi listened, suddenly stopped, and retorted to the figure.

When the figure heard this, he almost laughed angrily, and he was really a little dizzy to find it on the ground, and there was a kind of anger that was bound to find the boogers and return them to Bibi.

But after looking for a few seconds, I found that my injuries were too serious, and my vision was blurred, so I slapped the ground helplessly, and said fiercely: "When I finish business, I'll find it for you!"

"Then you've got it in mind, by the way, what's your business?" asked Bibi.

"I'm not going to tell you the business, I'll talk to a guy named Richard. The figure said.

"Richard, he's there. Bibi quickly pointed to Richard.

The figure turned to look over and looked at Richard.

"Looking for me?" Richard squinted his eyes and asked, "Who are you, it's not normal to come to me at this time, in this state, in this form?"

"I don't need you to remind me of this, I know better than you. The figure pouted, "Actually, if it weren't for the fact that things were really special, I wouldn't want to look for you." Okay, a brief introduction to myself, my name is Nagarjuna, a subordinate of Lord Oscar, you should have met my brother, his name is Zonghu.

As you may have heard, there was a battle breaking out outside, and it was someone who assassinated Lord Oscar. My brother and I tried our best to block it, but we still failed, so Lord Oscar was killed, my brother Zonghu was seriously injured and dying, and I became what I am now. ”

Nagarjuna didn't speak too sadly, still maintaining a frivolous tone, but his gaze was a little darker.

After that, his heavy eyebrows were raised, and he raised his voice: "I came to you because I knew that you were a friend of Lord Oscar, so he died and wanted to tell you the news." As soon as I entered, I received your 'hospitality,' even though I didn't come in through the door, but through the window, wouldn't it be like that?"

After listening to Richard, he ignored the other party's complaints, and said seriously: "Are you sure that Mr. Oscar is dead?"

"Of course, what's the point of lying to you about this kind of thing?"

Richard pursed his lips and asked, "Whose hand did that?"

"I want to know the answer more than you do, but I don't have a clue. "Nagarjuna," I only know that it is a perverted old fellow, and I feel stronger than the other old guy I met at Pompeii. ”

Richard was a little silent after hearing this, and after a few seconds of silence, he said to himself: "Even Mr. Oscar was killed, this Char is really ......"

Before he finished speaking, outside the door of the study, there was a knock on the door.

Richard glanced over, confused, and walked over to open it, and saw that it was a servant who appeared outside. It turned out that the sound of Pandora's four beating Nagarjuna was too loud and attracted the attention of the servants.

"My lord, I just heard something unusual in your room, so I ran up to see if anything was going on. The servant asked earnestly.

"Nothing...... Don't worry, it's just a visit, but ...... During the day, it is necessary to repair the windows of this study. ”

"Huh?" The servant outside the door widened his eyes and paused for a moment, wondering what the connection between someone visiting and repairing the window was, but he still nodded.

Then Richard waved his hand and said, "Go ahead." ”

"Yes. The servant turned and was about to leave.

But before he took a few steps, he was stopped by Richard again: "Wait." ”

"Well, is there anything else going on, my lord?" said the servant, turning his head.

Richard took a serious look at the servant, and then he realized that the other party was a little stranger—this time he stayed at the reception, and Maas assigned him three male servants, and now he did not belong to any of the three.

I didn't pay much attention to it just now, but when I think about it, I feel that this matter is not simple.