Chapter 208: Contradictions

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Luo Yier didn't expect that she and Bai Yu were running around trying to find Baron as an ally, but they worked hard for a long time but fell short, and even almost lost their lives.

When she didn't report her hope and planned to persuade Bai Yu to withdraw from the auction, Xia Dongyang, who had previously pretended to be her brother, returned to the team again, which was something Luo Yier didn't expect.

But Luo Yier understands that Xia Dongyang will not harm Bai Yu, and will even really protect him. He needs his brother's status as a magician, and he can do something big with it.

If you can understand what others are trying to do, you can choose to believe or beware of it, and you can grasp the timing of giving him the back and stabbing him in the back.

"Since it's sincere, let's show some sincerity."

Luo Yier stretched out her hand to Xia Dongyang and looked at him with malicious intent, her eyes made Xia Dongyang's scalp tingle. "Bai Yu is not in a stable state, and I didn't tell him that in addition to the pendant, his umbrella was also lost," she said. Now he doesn't have the right weapon, which is not good news for the brave who is about to set foot on the battlefield. Joker, what treasure do you have, hurry up and take it out, we are now grasshoppers on a thread, get the long sword out. ”

Xia Dongyang said: "I don't use a long sword, how can I have a long sword?" I'm not an older brother and I have storage space to carry around. Now I have weapons stuffed all over me, and all but the playing cards with blades in place to imitate magicians are my daggers. If you want me to say, it's rare that Bai Yu has gotten rid of the cumbersome cold weapon, why don't you play a pistol for him? ”

Loyle suddenly realized and said happily: "It makes sense, then I'll go get him a lady's small pistol, which is safe and easy to operate." You don't have to stick to the enemy's face, you can kill people directly from a distance! Sig Sauer's P228 is good, I used it, I'll go find someone to get one. ”

Xia Dongyang grabbed Luo Yi'er, who was in a hurry to run away, and begged: "Slow down, eldest lady, there are still fifteen minutes before the auction, and you will delay things if you are so busy." You will leave the gun matter to me, you can stay here well, and lead Bai Yu to a special seat in the school, and I will meet you there. ”

"Quasi-play, father-in-law, please!" As soon as these words came out, Xia Dongyang was stunned. Loyle stood upright and made a "please" gesture. This made Xia Dongyang, who came back to his senses, look fierce, and he could see that Luo Yier didn't plan to run errands by himself at all.

Forget it, after all, you have to ask for others, and those who send people under the fence need to mourn themselves. Xia Dongyang began to think about how to get a small and delicate lady pistol.

The underground of the Imperial City is now wet with dirt, and in the underground area where the white rain hit and the subway accident occurred, the soil was compressed and stretched, and a passage that could only pass one person was taking shape. The dirt was making way for pedestrians in the land, like prostrate courtiers saluting the inspecting emperor.

The surface of the ground protruded slightly because of the wriggling earth underground, but no one could notice this subtle change, as most of the Imperial City was submerged in rainwater.

Balong turned on his phone and walked through the underground passage he had dug with the faint light of his phone's flashlight software. His ability allowed him to manipulate the sand freely, and although he was buried in the tram tunnel by the Praetorian Guards, it didn't mean he couldn't get out.

For the accident site, it is buried directly without investigation, and there are no other people or organizations in the imperial city who have the ability to do it, and dare to do such a thing in a frenzy, except for the Praetorian Guard. Baron hated and feared the army he was in charge of, and if he didn't nominally control the team, the situation would only be worse; He was in charge of the team, but there was nothing he could do.

"I'll still discuss with the general, hand over the management of the Praetorian Guard to the Tiger Shark, I won't obey anyone to conquer the territory, but if I conquer the hearts of the people, I can only bow down in front of the Tiger Shark." Baron's tone doesn't feel like thinking, but like sharing his decision with someone after making it.

Balong teased in his heart: To be able to conquer people's hearts, such a high EQ can only belong to Luo Lan. After all, he's a man who can conquer even other people's girlfriends! He is my good brother and comrade-in-arms.

Balong was in a bad mood, so he put aside the dream of Baixiang, and talked about the tram incident, and the feeling of being ambushed and calculated by the enemy made him very uncomfortable. There is no doubt that his whereabouts have been exposed, and the exposure must be related to the undercover agents hidden inside the Blue Sky Hotel and even the Blue Sky Bird, and the intrigue between the forces must have undercover agents to pass on information.

But Baron didn't expect that he had just captured Mr. Ichimoku Go, and immediately Mr. Gomoku's subordinates calculated him, and successfully rescued Mr. Ichimoku Go, the gas-eating ghost. Their information flows too fast, not like something that people can do.

"They won't be...... Let's use the phone to convey information. After Tyrannosaurus finished guessing, he was surprised by his own IQ. Isn't it normal for the enemy to use the phone? He felt that he had been a little stupid lately and needed to drink some walnuts to replenish his brain.

However, Tyrannosaurus thought about it, walnuts are something that can only be eaten after being hammered by the door, if eating walnuts that have been sandwiched by the door can replenish the brain, then will the brain become the same as being sandwiched by the door?

I'd better refuse. Baron thought.

Tyrannosaurus hammered the dirt passage twice and said, "A little frustrated, it seems that there is no chance of tracking down Mr. Wushi." You have to go back quickly, the Imperial City auction is about to start, let's go back first. Eight wildernesses, worked. ”

"Don't hurt the flowers and plants by mistake." Said the evil ghost named the Eight Desolations. The Spiral Overlord appeared in the Tyrannosaurus's hand, the tip of the drill-like spear against the dirt, and the tip of the spear began to rotate under the Tyrannosaurus's propulsion. The excavation of the underground passage was speeding up, and the dragon ran forward like a fly.

Balong smiled and said: "Eight wildernesses, you can drill mud so skillfully, this is really your old job." I wonder why your construction is so strange, to put it bluntly, it's a big drill truck. ”

The demon replied nonchalantly, "My dream is to penetrate the war machine made by Edward IV of your Blue Sky Bird, destroy its defenses, and kill the Emperor." I did it, so my dream came true I lost my dream, and I lost my dream and I am no different from a salted fish, and I won't care if you say I drill mud. ”

"If you don't talk about it, I really have to forget about it, speaking of which, the last emperor of our Blue Sky Bird was killed by you. Enraged on the battlefield, despite the opposition of your original master, you insist on fighting to the death with Edward IV's war machine. In the end, your original owner was killed by you, and you also fell into the hands of our Blue Sky Bird. Instead, you killed the previous emperor, Edward IV, and had Edward IV's war machine, Castle in the Sky, scrapped prematurely and retired from the army. It's a bloody story, how about it, as a party, do you want to share your feelings? ”

Tyrannosaurus talked about this forbidden history of the Blue Sky Bird, which should not be talked about in the Imperial City, and Tyrannosaurus never mentioned it in ordinary times. But now he is deep underground, talking about unknown topics in unknown places, which also reflects the atmosphere.

Baron didn't believe that there would be any living people swaying in the mud other than him, the unlucky boy who had been unlucky lately.