Chapter 281: Graves' Determination
Bai Wenxuan maintained an evolutionary state every time he sniped, and the gold flashing in the red light of his vision made him instinctively withdraw his gun and dodge. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The whisper was put into the carry-on space, and Bai Wenxuan rolled on the spot!
In the gap between dodging, Bai Wenxuan also saw the dazzling golden true face.
One card!
Bai Wenxuan, who thought he had escaped the golden card, just breathed a sigh of relief, but found that this golden card was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, entangled again!
After three difficult backflips in a row, Bai Wenxuan still couldn't dodge the golden cards.
Seeing that he was about to be hit by the golden card, Xiao Xiaobai suddenly moved, flicked his tail, and three dark blue demonic fox fires flew towards the golden card!
Rumble!
The fox fire and the golden card collided together, producing a violent explosion, and the wave of qi made Bai Wenxuan take a few steps back without standing firmly.
"Xiaoxiaobai, do you have to make me so embarrassed to make a move?" Bai Wenxuan stood firm and looked at the little guy dissatisfied.
Xiao Xiaobai yawned and jumped on Bai Wenxuan's shoulder, "Don't you like acting?" β
Bai Wenxuan knew that this little guy deliberately wanted to see his foreign appearance, and after rolling his eyes, he looked at the man who landed in the hall with a serious face.
This person was too young, Bai Wenxuan didn't believe that he would be Tristet, his age was obviously unconvinced, and Graves's words also confirmed Bai Wenxuan's guess.
"Who are you?"
The young man, dressed in a noble robe, pressed the brim of his hat with his hand, and slowly stood up.
"Raphael, participate!"
Raphael's curly short blonde hair trembled when he raised his head, and his bright smile didn't look like he was in a sea of corpses and blood.
The Chosen One!
Bai Wenxuan soon knew Raphael's identity, and only the Chosen One would feel so out of place.
Graves held Fate in one hand, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Raphael, "Who are you Trist?" β
From the moment the golden card appeared, Graves' smile vanished.
When he saw that it was not Trist, Graves breathed a sigh of relief, but a little melancholy.
Raphael's aristocratic temperament is natural, and when he didn't come to the kingdom of God, his identity should not be ordinary.
Sarah was also completely relaxed at this time, although Trist didn't come, but this one named Raphael looked pretty reliable, at least the golden card was good.
"Two-on-two, it's fair." Sarah changes the magazines for the twin guns and walks towards Raphael.
"Tell me, where is Trist!"
Rumble!
The roar of fate was full of Graves' anger, but anger only blinded people, and this shot was easily dodged by Raphael and Sarah.
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While Raphael dodged sideways, he didn't know when an extra blue card appeared in his hand!
Syllable!
The blue card hit Graves' unsuspecting body directly.
The impact of the explosion tore Graves' black trench coat apart, leaving him with several more odious wounds.
Just one card hurt Graves, you know, this is a man who is not afraid of bullets!
Whisper was interrupted by the fourth super bullet, not only did the curtain call go into cooling, but the whole also entered an overheated state, and it would be useless for a while.
Bai Wenxuan had no choice but to jump from the second floor as well, summoning the heirloom sword to levitate behind him.
Sarah tore a piece of cloth from her torn clothes, revealing her lower abdomen without a trace of fat, and then Sarah pulled out the shrapnel from her arm and bandaged herself.
"Graves, I thought at first those legends were just legends."
Sarah's tone was less frivolous than it had been at the beginning, and the man with gray sideburns deserved to be taken seriously.
Graves' face did not change, "Legends are still legends, it's just that some people have changed." β
Raphael took off his hat and patted the ashes, then spread his hands together, "The mentor told me that this time the opponent will be a stubborn old man, and I know that he will not lie to me." β
Rumble!
Another shot, the position where Raphael had been standing was riddled with bullet holes, and the recoil pulled the unwilling gray hair of Graves' sideburns.
"Well, he said...... This old man will be violent. Raphael was already standing behind Sarah.
Graves frowned, "Trist's flamboyant tongue is a lot like you've learned." β
Sarah grabbed her hair, and even in the face of Planck, the situation was not so complicated.
"Dorancano is dead, the bounty is void, and there will be an official person to take it over soon."
Raphael glanced at Bai Wenxuan behind Graves, and then showed a weird smile.
A greeting from the Chosen One?
Bai Wenxuan smiled back and nodded.
"Miss Sarah, do you want a truce?"
Sarah glared at Bai Wenxuan, she didn't like people calling her real name.
"Yes, this kind of fight will only benefit the authorities, this is not what I want, and my bounty has already been obtained, stinky little ghost, are you satisfied with this reason?"
"Ahem...... Graves coughed and said with a hard fight, "Tell me, where is Trist!" β
Sarah glanced at Raphael, a question that probably only he could answer.
Raphael sighed, "Why bother? Mr. Graves, you are no match for the Mentor. β
"Fuck off! You weren't born when Lao Tzu was crisscrossing the Valoran continent! When will it be your turn to educate me? β
Graves burst out directly, and ten years of precipitation did not erase his edges and corners.
Raphael shook his head, "Yes, it is undeniable that the outlaw fanatics of the past were a nightmare for the administrators!" But now, you're just an old diehard! Look at you, maybe you should spend your days in a water prison? β
Graves' teeth creaked, yes, and the loose teeth told him a cruel truth.
Maybe gray hair is a sign of old age, maybe wrinkles are a sign of age, but so what? Should he, Graves, bow to time?
"Tell Trist and I'll find him and imprint this fist on his face."
Graves raised his right hand as if to make a promise to himself.
Sarah patted Raphael on the shoulder, "Little ghost, you underestimate his determination, he's an outlaw." β
Raphael took a step forward, "Mr. Graves, I'm afraid you have to tell your mentor yourself, he is waiting for you in Rat Town." β
After saying that, Raphael and Greyfus passed by and left the ducal palace, with Sarah following close behind.
Bai Wenxuan suddenly stretched out his hand and put it on Sarah's shoulder.
Sarah stopped, not looking back, "Stinky little ghost, do you want to do it again?" β
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Bai Wenxuan took his hand away without a trace, "Unfortunately, someone also asked me to bring a message to Miss Sarah." β
"Huh?" Sarah was finally moved.
He said...... If the king doesn't die, you won't be able to wear a crown, little girl. β
Bai Wenxuan's tone sounded very flat, but Sarah didn't care at all, lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.
"He's not dead, is he?"
"I don't know."