In the evening, it began to rain, and the rain fell on the bell tower of a small church in the town of Gradually Yu, and the bell thundered in the wind, and the sky was gloomy and terrible, and there was always a feeling of depression.

Previously, when he was fighting with the Panshan King, after the leader frog evolved into the Ninja Frog, even the strange Panshan King did not put pressure on the Ninja Frog, and with the newly mastered Water Shuriken, the Ninja Frog easily suppressed the Panshan King.

Then I don't know why, the king of the mountain who had lost his mind withdrew directly and decisively when he was suppressed.

After the King of the Mountains left, Fao also arrived, with an elite team of about 10 people, but they were like some kind of profession, and when they arrived, there was nothing they could do but dig out those who were hidden by the rubble and rubble, and send them to the hospital alive, as for the others......

"The bell sounds like a funeral." Sitting on a single sofa with horsehair, he raised his glass to the figure who was lying at the table fiddling with the computer, "It's really hard for you to find a place like this." ”

The attic is just below the bell tower, with glass windows on the sunny side, a wall full of DVDs of unknown origin, a messy bed, a huge projection screen, a drunkard piled up with countless empty wine bottles, and all sorts of fashion magazines with swimsuit beauties or low-cut girls on the covers, all concentrated in this small attic, even more messy than the student dorm after a drunken party.

This is Fao looking for a drunkard to rent a house as a base for this incident, and the reason why he chose this place is also very simple, because the drunkard asks for very little rent.

In this kind of room, the Tibetan antelope would not enter here at all, let alone sit in this broken place, let alone share the bottle of whiskey that has been opened for an unknown amount of time with others, but after the Tibetan antelope entered the door, it felt that the two special forces in his body were like sleeping in the sound of a bell, and they became very weak, and they would not feel them at all if they were not deliberately induced.

The Tibetan antelope enjoyed the feeling of being an ordinary person, and he naturally occupied the most comfortable place in the room.

"Familiarize yourself with the funeral bells, so that on the day I die, I will feel that I have returned home when I listen to the bells, and I will not be able to find my home when the time comes." Fao was sorting out the information in front of the computer, not to mention that the drunkard's computer was really good.

He turned around and tapped his forehead with a bit of a headache, "I said you, I asked you to find a dress to wear, you are really amazing, you directly found the most expensive one-"

"Know there's a church up there? Just dress like a funeral man and come to me to listen to the bells? ”

"Long black trench coat, what's wrong? You let me pick your clothes at will! The Tibetan antelope shook his collar casually, and he was very satisfied with these black windbreakers, "Your clothes are one size bigger than what I wear, and only this one can I barely wear." ”

"Why don't you say you're short?" Fao turned his chair, rested his head on the back of the chair, stared at the eyes of the Tibetan antelope, and there was no expression on his face, "Let's talk about it, what happened to that Panshan King in the town today?" ”

"I feel like those Mountain Kings are targeting me!" Tibetan Antelope casually picked up a pen on the coffee table in front of him, and the pen rotated between his fingers, "But it's strange, the person behind the curtain seems to have deliberately made some movements with the king of the mountain and a group of mountain rats to make me notice." ”

"You mean, deliberately giving you a chance to escape?" Fa'o's fingers tapped on the keyboard, and the frontal picture of the Panshan King who appeared in the town during the day and was illuminated by the surveillance appeared on the projection screen, "The strength of this Panshan King is not to mention that there are also high-level quasi-heavenly kings, and after injecting the [Blue Enchantress], he has reached the peak of the quasi-heavenly king——"

"You haven't been hurt like this, it's a bit powerful!"

"Don't talk about me yet, the blue you talked about...... What is the Blue Enchantress? Fa'o's out-of-the-box thinking made the Tibetan antelope a little unable to keep up with the rhythm, and the pen in his hand turned more urgently.

"That's a kind of enchantress that the Sharp Shark team has researched that can improve the strength of elves, and theoretically can raise the strength of a newborn elf to the realm of the peak quasi-heavenly king." Fao's fingers fluttered on the keyboard, and with a shake on the projection screen, a test tube filled with blue liquid appeared on it, "We don't know much about this kind of thing, only that this potion can make those elves lose their minds and free the wild to fight." ”

"Unleash the wild ......," the Tibetan antelope munched on these words, as he reflected on the daytime battle, "No wonder I always felt something was wrong when I fought with that mountain king. ”

"That's scared? I thought you kid was so confident in his own strength...... "Fao picked up the cup of wine that the Tibetan antelope poured for him on the coffee table, and took a sip slowly, "I really think highly of you......"

"I'm not afraid!" The Tibetan antelope's hand stopped, he slowly raised his head, and looked at Fa'o seriously, "I just want to ask, did that elf also inject the potion?" ”

"Oh? You're so funny! Fa'o was a little hairy by the gaze of the Tibetan antelope, and his fingers lightly touched the keyboard, and the original blue potion turned into a red potion, "The elf who killed a lot of people injected this red potion, and we haven't seen this potion at all." ”

"Have you ever fought each other?" The Tibetan antelope asked, the pen in his hand seemed to be about to be put down, and as if he was about to lift it up, as if he was a little hesitant.

The Tibetan antelope asked deliberately, and he could see that when Fao mentioned the elf, there was a flash of jealousy in the depths of his eyes, he was scared and frightened.

"You kid......" Fao was also decisive, and took out a Poke Ball directly from his waist, and when he looked at the Poke Ball, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, "Look, this guy is the ...... who fought with that elf that day"

The red light from the Poké Ball was particularly bright in the unlit room, and an Abby Lang appeared in front of the Tibetan antelope in a squatting position with bandages all over his body.

[What is this?] 】

The Abbey Lang was wobbly, as if it had been seriously injured, and when the Gazelle looked closely, he found that there was a narrow wound on its right eye down to its left chest, as if separated by a sharp blade.

"This is the elf?" The Tibetan antelope could see at a glance that the strength of this Ai Bilang was comparable to that of a quasi-heavenly king, and the strength of the king of the mountain during the day was not about the same.

[Smack! 】

Fao lit a cigarette and took a long puff before he said slowly, "That's right, it was caused by that elf, and it was injured like this in just one photo, and when she arrived at the elf center in time, Miss Joy rescued her for 6 hours before she barely saved her life." ”

"If you are injured like this, it seems that even if you are better, you will not be able to fight in the future." The Tibetan antelope looked at the wound and couldn't help flashing his eyes, "However, to be able to injure a high-level quasi-heavenly king realm elf like this in one face, that elf injected with red potion at least—"

Tibetan Antelope and Fao exchanged glances, and the two slowly said their judgment, "Heavenly King......