In the face of such a posture from the other party, Yu Siqi and the others retreated to the most marginal place with great interest, giving Father An and the tax officer enough space to move.

After confirming that they were not in danger for the time being, Father Ann looked at the woman with the axe and asked, "It seems that there is no way to refuse this duel between us!" So can you tell me your name before you officially start? After all, judging from what you said earlier, you know my details, but I don't know anything about you. ”

"Just call me the tax officer, and the name and that kind of thing will be discarded when you sit on this chair." The woman who claimed to be the tax collector seemed reluctant to talk about herself, but she shook her weapon impatiently and said, "Can we begin?" ”

"You seem to be in a hurry, is there something unspeakable?" Father Ann still has a very calm demeanor, as if everything is so 'peaceful' that you can't even find a sense of crisis in him.

"That's true." The man raised the big killing weapon in his hand and said, "But if you want to get further information, I'm afraid you can't just get it with your mouth." ”

"That's a lot of offense."

Father Ann stepped forward, his five fingers clenched into fists and a corresponding stance. After the other party saw it, not only did he not have any fear, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned and he rushed over with a long-handled axe. Due to the length of the man's weapon, Father Ann was not particularly easy to get close to her. In fact, in Yu Siqi's opinion, in the current battle situation, Father An could not find any initiative at all. The whole process was as easy as the tax officer wielding the axe, which looked very heavy, as easily as a monkey play, not to mention that Yu Siqi had to endure the Luo Ning at his feet, and kept kneeling on the ground and singing them: "How did it become like this, the tax officer actually took the initiative to take action." It's over, it's all over. ”

"Don't say frustrating words first, let me ask you Luo Ning, what is the origin of your little tax officer, and why did you name and 'recruit relatives' as soon as you came up? And also named the priest? I feel that my presence is so low, so angry! Gong Chen took out two small round stools from his pocket, one was placed next to Luo Ning, and the other was handed to Yu Siqi.

"I didn't complain!" After all, Yu Siqi didn't say such a slightly sarcastic remark, he took the stool handed by Gong Chen instead, and found a back seat to sit down. After stretching his legs and feet for a long time, he heard the explanation given by Luo Ning: "I don't actually know much about her, I only know that her life record is very amazing, and many 'young people' who dare to challenge the tax official have died under her big axe." ”

"You know what? I'm starting to regret asking you questions, Ronin. Gong Chen said dryly, "I think when it comes to your 'tax officer', you are not as interesting as usual." ”

After realizing that it would be a waste of time to continue listening to the nonsense of the two of them, Yu Siqi turned his gaze back to the battle situation. At this point, he was surprised to find that the situation seemed to be reversed. It seems that the tax collector was too long to use his hands and feet because of the length of his weapon.

The offense and defense have reversed, but it's okay.

Although the other party was a woman, Father Ann's punch direction showed no mercy.

His fists clamped down on the tax collector's upper body in a tiger fashion, and he slammed at her defenseless Heavenly Spirit Gai. forced the opponent to barely hold the tip of the axe handle to block such an attack. The sound of a fist striking a long-handled axe was so coherent that it was as if someone had lit a cannon in Siqi's ear.

Eventually, Father Ann took advantage of the opportunity for the other party to reveal his flaws due to his disadvantage, and jumped to his feet, and the powerful flute of a single fist smashed the handle of the metal axe. Realizing that the situation was very bad, the tax collector hurriedly discarded the half-broken axe handle and turned sideways in time to avoid this blow from Father Ann.

The fist was retracted almost a second before it hit the ground, but the violent vibration caused by the fist still affected everyone present. Looking at the cracks that gradually appeared on the ground, Yu Siqi suspected that if Father An really smashed this punch down, it was estimated that the floor they were on would not be able to be saved.

It's okay, it's okay.

Patting the dust off his hands casually, Father An deliberately bent down to pick up the hat that the other party had dropped because he didn't have time to dodge, threw it over, and said, "Your hat has fallen off." ”

“”

Instead of picking up the hat, the tax collector let it hit himself and fell back to the ground.

"So, do you want to keep fighting?" Father Ann pinched his ten fingers, and every bone was pinched by him.

"Of course, why not." Although the tax officer wanted to show himself very freely, he made the sharp-eyed Yu Siqi notice that her body was not as natural as she said. He took the initiative to distance himself from Father An, which is not like a posture of planning to continue fighting! However, with such obvious body movements, it is impossible for Father An not to notice her 'small movements', but they are not pierced.

The two looked at each other from a position of about two meters, and after looking down at the 'remnant' in his hand, the tax collector simply threw it aside, then shook his wrist and said with his palms together: "Sure enough, I shouldn't have looked down on you in the first place, Father Priest." ”

"Respect for the opponent is also respect for yourself." Father Ann uttered these words in a slightly didactic tone, and then threw out a proposal: "If you continue to fight me, you will not end much better than that weapon." Why don't we leave it at that, what do you think, Tax Collector? ”

"I beg your pardon for refusing, Father." Although the tax collector rejected Father An's proposal very directly, his expression was indescribable. After taking a few deep breaths, she slowly lowered her hands, pinned her face to a place that no one could see, and said, "I know my current situation very well, rather than continuing to survive here and eventually becoming such a disgusting parasite, it is better to have a little fun while I can still think for myself." ”

"Parasites?" Father Ann was attracted by these three words, and noticed a slight change in Father Ann's eyes. The tax collector actually took off her jacket in front of everyone. There was no exciting scene that made people blush, and there were just smart black training uniforms. However, she didn't end her movements, but put her hand on the waistband of her pants, raised it slightly, and said, "See those disgusting tentacles?" They are now eating away at everything in me, soul, body, and essence. And, of course, the will. ”

Following the direction the tax officer said, Yu Siqi blinked carefully and saw that in the man's navel, those disgusting sarcomas were sucking her flesh with dense suction cups. A small part of the flesh had been completely hollowed out, leaving only the tentacles and suckers that greedily sticked out of the branches, and it looked disgusting.

After making sure everyone was aware of the incident, the tax collector put down her training clothes. Raising his palms again, as if he were carrying two sharp knives, he looked at Father Ann and said, "Please give me 'freedom', Father." ”