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You killed the wolf, but you didn't cut off the head!

What is this, a one-man show? Or is it a double reed play?

The people who eat melons looked confused, and their faces were full of capital question marks.

"Young Master, are you making fun of us?

You said you killed the wolf, but you didn't cut off the head.

Hehe! Could it be that there are others who can't do it during this period? Andrew's face was ugly, and he scolded loudly,

John pursed his lips, looked at him with disdain, and said,

"When did I say I was the only one fighting last night." As he spoke, he spread his hands exaggeratedly and smiled evilly at the people around him,

"Everyone, do you think that just me, a young master who can only draw in your eyes, can kill the legendary giant wolf alone."

"Hey! Feed! You don't really think so! ”

John had to make inches, not relenting, and constantly rubbing the psychological defense line of everyone.

"It's okay for Andrew to be so stupid, because he's old, his mind is rigid, and he's an old and immortal thief, but it's too bad for you to think so, you're the cornerstone of Condon Manor, if you're the same,

Gee! I don't think there's any place to stay. ”

The cheap tone combined with the exaggerated body movements, for some reason, the people present suddenly became a little annoyed, feeling like a group of monkeys being played, and they wanted to swing their fists at the face full of evil smiles.

Especially Andrew, as the villain protagonist in John's words, his desire to swing his fist is particularly strong, but this occasion and his identity do not allow him to do that, so he can only grit his teeth and grind the irritability into his stomach.

Andrew stepped forward and asked,

"The eldest young master is not a loss to learn art, upside down, the black can be said to be white, and the white can also be re-smeared, right and wrong are all in your hands, but you haven't said a reason from beginning to end." After a pause, he continued,

"Master John, if you say that you killed the giant wolf, show the evidence, if you can't show it, no matter how clever you say, you are just a liar with a false appearance."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the surroundings gathered again, although many people knew in their hearts that it was the eldest young master who was attacked by the giant wolf last night, but they were not willing to say it, nor were they willing to prove anything, the current situation was a little weird, Andrew Butler seemed to be bent on fighting to the end with the eldest young master, the two big men competed, before the victory was determined, silence has always been the best way to protect oneself, this is the axiom of the world.

The mortal mind is like a straight road at high speed, and at a glance, no matter how far the road is, you can always see the end.

And the mind of a wise man is a mountain path with nine twists and eighteen bends, thrilling and exciting inadvertently lose your eyes, and you can never find the direction of the end.

No one in this world knew John's ultimate purpose except Serena, and even Serena couldn't help but be stunned when she heard about this bizarre plan.

The time has come.

On the house in the distance, Mars, who had been observing the surrounding situation, suddenly frowned, and somehow, he suddenly had a feeling of palpitations, as if something terrible was about to happen, but he couldn't figure out what disaster would happen to him.

John stood in the center of the crowd, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he leaned back slightly, making his slender body more straight,

"You want proof, too, don't you?" He spoke unhurriedly, his eyes wrapping around, making sure everyone present could make contact with his gaze.

"Looks like you're all thinking that way."

John sighed and said,

"In that case, come with me, and I will take you to a friend, and when you meet him, you will naturally be able to judge that what I am saying is true? Or is it fake? ”

With that, John strode forward, walking southeast along the passage where the crowd had been divided.

Behind him, curious people followed, some of whom had a faint sense that the friend John was talking about was probably the strongman who could cut off the wolf's head with a single sword.

The strong need to be in awe, and involuntarily, the scattered formation became regular, and the chaotic conversation in the crowd became less noisy.

A group of people led by John to the southeast of the manor, as the road extended, the wide manor avenue unconsciously became a grass and tree corridor shuttling through the dense forest, the surrounding houses began to become scarce, trees and flowers increased, and the birds and insects flying in the air and the animals wandering in the shadows brought a primitive wilderness atmosphere.

And at this moment, Mars, who was walking at the back, suddenly slowed down his pace, his eyes flickered, he always felt that this road was so familiar, but he couldn't remember, gradually, when he saw the Holy Cross suddenly bursting out of the dense forest in the distance, he suddenly understood John's true purpose.

"Damn John Condon, you dare to play with me."

Mars gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, glared fiercely at John in front of him, and then took advantage of the gap when others were not looking, dodged and jumped into the dense forest on the side, and quickly ran towards the church.

Half a minute later, a hurried figure came to the hut at the back of the church, pushed open the door and dodged in.

"Mars, don't you even know to knock on the door?"

In the room, the priest put down the Bible in his hand, his face was ugly, and the most hated thing in his life was being disturbed while reading the Bible.

"Teacher, we're in trouble."

Mars gasped for breath, not even drinking his saliva, and repeated the previous events as fast as he could.

Father Doron frowned and listened quietly, at first he didn't pay much attention, but as events unfolded, his fingers involuntarily began to tap on the table, especially after hearing Mars's personal analysis, he couldn't sit still anymore, and got up from his chair with a pout, his face became extremely ugly,

"You mean, that bastard found out about your Templar identity and brought a large group of people over to make you carry the blame."

"Yes!"

Mars's face turned red, and there was a deep sense of humiliation in his heart, damned John Condon, how dare he calculate me like this, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and his mind began to riot, and evil rose from his heart, and he was angry and shouted in a low voice,

"Teacher, let's go now, as long as that bastard can't find us, there is no evidence that the wolf died at his hands, so that the deceived hired workers will also skin him without us taking action."

Hearing this, Father Doron was immediately furious, slapped Mars on the head, and scolded viciously,

"Go, where to go, believe it or not, once he can't find us, he will definitely search the warehouse next to him, what should you do when the time comes,

Yes!

Tell me, what should you do?

Do you want to expose the dark side of the church to the eyes of the world? ”

"I... I..."

This young knight was silent, his face was struggling, and he slowly lowered his arrogant head, his eyes full of unwillingness and shame, and only then did he realize that the way he had handled things before was too sloppy, and he was unaware of it.

Ay!

Seeing him like this, Father Doron sighed in disappointment, walked to the bed, lifted the bedboard, took out the long sword and armor placed in it and threw them on the ground, and said,

"Put it on!"

"Teacher!"

The priest shook his head, stopped him, and said,

"There isn't much time left, people have already come, since they have been caught, no matter what, we have to continue this scene, as for the future, let's talk about it!"