"You, it's not a big deal." The man spoke in a feathered accent, and his voice dragged on in a long tone, and the expression on his face was extremely rich.

"When did I say I was amazing?" Roger said angrily.

"Just because you haven't said it doesn't mean you haven't thought about it, it's annoying that you chatter from the tube, let me tell you that I've endured it for a long time, countless stupid people in the whole silver alliance, why did you choose someone who can't even understand a sentence." The man's tone was raised, and the anger on his big face was heavier than Roger's, and he raised his hand to point at the tip of the latter's nose, saying a forced step, making Roger, who did not know the truth, retreat again and again, but in doing so, it seemed to make the other party more unscrupulous.

"Aren't you powerful, aren't you a cow, then you escaped by yourself, why did you let Lao Tzu hurry up for hundreds of light years to be a firefighter? Do you know how much your kid has delayed my business? Do you know how much these businesses weigh either? You bastard,! Waste snacks, little white faces who eat soft rice! The little fat man seemed to be getting angrier and angrier the more he talked, he jumped his feet and pointed at Roger, who was a head taller than him, venting his evil anger, but when he finished the last sentence, before the suspicious Roger with his mouth open thought about whether to start fighting back, he reined in the tyrannical air again, his small eyes matched his plain face like water, and he had an attitude of rejecting people, as if he had changed people.

"Boy, you are lucky, you have relatives and friends at home, there are nobles in the distance, and someone is begging us to save you at all costs." The man didn't look much older than Roger, but he was old-fashioned and self-proclaimed as an elder, his last sentence was to reveal the truth, Roger heard that there was really such a thing as rescue, and he didn't look like a fake, and the cruel words that just came to his mouth could no longer be spoken, he didn't dare to make a mistake, but nodded to the other party again and again.

"It's really useless to scold people and not fight back." The man rolled his eyes, turned around and left in the next second, and changed several routines in a while, which couldn't help but make the three people behind him look at each other, and they all felt inexplicable.

"Why are you still stunned, Kent? Could it be that Lao Tzu still has to beg you? He turned and called Jonny's last name, but his eyes were fixed on Roger, who finally couldn't help but respond.

"Wait, you think I'm Kent, just bluffed and deceitful, it turns out that the guns are all off target? Kent you're talking about, he's here! Roger angrily dragged Jonny to his side. Well, the Lord is here, there is a sentence that counts, you can tell him what you just said again. ”

"Really? Did you recognize the wrong person? The man admitted, and he ran his finger over his forehead to look at Jonny, then turned his face to Roger a second later. There are a lot of things to say, not much to do, and to be a supporting role, you have to steal the show, so it's no wonder that others misunderstand. He continued to count Roger, who was now full of grievances and resentment.

"That's it, just a glance? Not even a word that doesn't hurt or itch? Roger said incredulously.

"Who the hell are you?" Jonny stepped forward and asked the man, looking at his attire and listening to his accent, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

The big face wrapped in a leather coat lifted the neckline with both hands, which made the originally erected collar more erect, and he also took a step forward, his expression was like that, and his slender eyes revealed a hint of shock.

"Well, Malcolm. Turtledove, repairman, bootlegger, artist, master trader, nemesis of liars, sworn enemy of hypocrites, you better remember my name, young man, for I alone can save you in the whole world, and you will owe me a favor. ”

"Malcolm? It's a funny name. Roger complimented.

"Sycophants won't change your image, boy, but if you keep doing it, it probably won't get any worse." Malcolm said without squinting.

Jonny was about to ask again, but Malcolm was already looking impatient.

"Do you want to continue playing this quiz show and then be found and taken away, or do you just do what I say now, shut up and follow me?" He frowned and waved, not intending to hear anything more.

"Naturally, it will follow you." Jonny didn't think about telling him that the explosion on the top floor of the hotel, whether the armed boatmen were dead or alive, their escape would definitely be known to the other party, this Malcolm was right, maybe right now, the team that ordered them to capture them was approaching quickly.

Malcolm turned around and ran without saying a word, and Jonny hurriedly beckoned Roger to lead Cornell to follow. They ran out of the several-height gate of the processing center, through several building-separated aisles, and ran as hard as they could on the long flying car passage on the ground floor of the Four Seasons.

"Malcolm, is your escape plan here for us to practice the 'Long March'?" Seeing his father's panting and unsustainable appearance, after running for a while, Roger began to complain to Malcolm, who was in the lead.

"Clever ghost, you're helping to invent a way to shrink the damn ship in." Malcolm said as he ran, he was short and stocky, he ran like a gust of wind, his face was not red and he was not panting, and he obviously had a lot of energy to spare.

"But for you with a clever plan, you can get a flying car or something to park here, haven't you thought that one of the people you want to save is an old drunkard who doesn't exercise all year round?" Roger didn't give up.

"He's the only one in my plan." Malcolm turned to Jonny. "If you can get a ride, you should steal the fun."

"A damn deal that can't be earned, buy one get one free and come with an endless nagging ghost who doesn't know how to be grateful to Dade, Brandt, this kid, he has to tear his twittering mouth when he turns around!" He gritted his teeth and muttered in a whisper, his short legs moving fast, and the space boots on the soles of his feet made a series of clicking sounds on the metal pavement.

Although he couldn't hear Malcolm's words clearly, Roger still obediently closed his mouth at the moment, to say that a good man doesn't eat the loss in front of him, the blonde young man is obviously more proficient in this way than his peers, he held Connell's armpit with his hand, and dragged him away with a lot of strength, but before he ran out for a while, Malcolm in front of him suddenly stopped. Clark was relieved, bent over his knees, sweating profusely and panting.

"What's wrong?" Jonny asked curiously.

"Tuba!" Malcolm shouted at an empty regional flying car parking spot next to the passage.

"Now?" Roger asked with a strange look on his face.