"Okay, I've seen it in the sky just now, there are no zombies around here for the time being, you're safe, get out of here."

After the bald bearded butcher Rick parked the electronic glider, he took back the ropes that tied the severely injured tattooed man Andrew and the mysterious man Earl, who had just run out of the fire scene wearing only a pink SpongeBob PanPants to cover his shame, and while casually busy with his own business, he didn't care to let the two of them get out of here.

"You're the Decorat, Rick Butcher?"

The mysterious man, the Earl, held his companion Andrew in one hand and tentatively asked the bald-headed and bearded butcher Rick, who was facing away from him.

"My name is Rick, and I'm now a pig butcher, and as for the Demichim, I don't know what it is."

The bald and bearded butcher Rick replied casually without replying, as if he didn't care about the Earl and Andrew.

"No, you're lying, you are the legendary top killer twenty years ago, one of the founders of our Angel Corps, Butcher Rick, although you now have a full beard and a big shaved head, you are no longer the handsome and handsome male god image of the past, but in the realm of the Dragon Country, the person who can make the wild bear of the dragon chant is taboo for three points, I really didn't think of who it was for a while, and only Butcher Rick, who has disappeared for twenty years, can easily do this, and as one of the disciples taught by Butcher Rick himself, There's no way I'm not even recognizable to my guide. ”

The mysterious man Earl carefully observed the back of this bald head and beard that suddenly appeared, compared to when he first joined the angel army, his body shape was much better, the back of the golden ratio figure of the inverted triangle became like a bucket, and the back was not as tall as it was back then, but his habitual small movements were still exactly the same as twenty years ago, time was really a sharp pig-killing knife, no one could dodge that knife, even the legend of the killer world 20 years ago, Butcher Rick was no exception, Now it's really a fat and ruined everything, and the legend of the male god in the killer world has long been shattered into scum in the torrent of time.

The words have already been said for this part, and naturally there is no need to deny his identity anymore, and the bald and bearded butcher Rick turned around.

"Earl, your name was still given by me back then, but after so many years, your ability has not made much progress, what have you done in the past twenty years, and you have actually made such a mess in front of the wild bear of Longyin, it is really embarrassing for me."

The words of the bald-headed, bearded butcher Rick, who no longer denied his identity, made the mysterious man, the Earl, bow his head in shame.

"I have failed the teachings of my mentor, but, mentor, I have never understood that it was you and several other seniors who created the Angel Corps, but why did you choose to leave the Angel Corps later, and even resort to such a drastic way as cheating death, where have you been for the past 20 years?"

Seeing that his mentor, who he thought had been dead for twenty years, came back to life, appeared in front of him, and saved his own life, the sourness in the heart of the mysterious man, the earl, was simply indescribable, and there were countless questions about all this that filled his head.

"Okay Earl, this is my private matter, it has nothing to do with you, although I saved you, but I hope that you two can keep my affairs secret, now that you are safe, get out of here, and don't ask about other things that you shouldn't ask."

As for his own affairs, bald and bearded, Rick the Butcher clearly didn't want to talk about it.

"Mentor, you go back with us, otherwise, you can help us complete this task together, we are not the opponent of Yuan Zhengtian, the wild bear of Longyin, and the child and the woman in his team are very tricky, after all, you are also a member of the Angel Corps."

The mysterious man Earl didn't care about the bald bearded butcher Rick's indifference to him, but wanted him to help him and complete this tricky task as soon as possible, after all, the earl and Andrew knew in their hearts that if they were one-on-one, neither of them would be the opponents of the wild bear, and if they were two to one, the woman who was not weak and the mysterious child were not vegetarians, but if the powerful butcher Rick joined, it would naturally be no problem.

"Earl, I know very well what your idea is, Rick, the butcher of the Angel Corps, died twenty years ago, and he no longer exists in this world, and now there is only an ordinary butcher Rick who kills pigs, understand?"

The words of the bald and bearded butcher Rick made the Earl and Andrew still unwilling, and the short-tempered Andrew wanted to say something more, but was stopped by the Earl next to him in time.

"Since that's the case, mentor, we won't bother you, but, mentor, you can also see, our current situation is also very bad, we will definitely contact the headquarters, now that the situation has changed, I hope the headquarters can send more people over, the wild bear has what we have to get, even if it is at the expense of my and Andrew's lives.

Take care, mentor, and hope we have a chance to meet again. ”

The Earl, a mysterious man in pink SpongeBob SquarePants, was very respectful of Rick the butcher, and after a few respectful words, he didn't linger long, and turned around and left with Andrew, a tattooed man who was seriously injured.

After the Earl and Andrew supported each other and slowly left here, the bald head and beard, Butcher Rick did not stay for long, and even this valuable electronic glider was gone, and quickly left here.

"I can't do it, my heart looks like it's going to explode, there are no zombies here, let me rest for a while."

Andrew, a tattooed man with a pale face and black lips like a ghost, was already seriously injured, and was hung in the air for a while, and he was able to hold on for so long, and it was very good to have no burps, and he couldn't hold on to it before he had gone far, and he simply didn't pay attention to it, sitting on the ground with one butt, covering his chest with one hand, and gasping for breath like a dying fish.

"Why, Count, why did you stop me just now?"

Knowing that he was not a person known for his brains, Andrew, the tattooed man, was also obedient, but he didn't understand what the count meant by doing this, so he simply asked while he was resting.

"Say you have no brains, you really don't have brains, the stupidest of all the eight-winged angels is you, why is it that I am partnering with you on this mission, it's really unlucky.

Can't you just think about it with your muscular brain? Twenty years ago, how did Rick the Butcher, one of the founders of the Angel Corps, get the news of his death? ”