[Chapter Word Count: 2199 Last Updated: 2014-10-2819:13:18.0]

"Actually, even if I don't have this battle, I won't live long, cough cough cough ......" Davis looked at the serious expression of Flying Prism studying the light blue brand, and couldn't help but crack his mouth and laugh, and finally coughed a few more times, and then paused after coughing, and then said: "I know that my time is short, so I have tried my best to pay off my personal debts recently." ”

"I didn't expect to meet you in the process, it seems that I can't pay it off, because there are two more cases behind. But luckily my other friend promised me to take care of it, and he was a very reassuring person. Hehe! "Davis's words are the rhythm of treating Prism as a friend? Prism only narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what Davis was doing, waiting for his next words.

"I am the worship of a large family." When Davis saw the strange expression of the flying star, he couldn't help but think of something, and changed his words: "Don't get me wrong, it's not as you imagined, the worship I said is equivalent to the meaning of the guardian god in your Chinese language." ”

"I see! I thought it was a savior who had been dead for many years. However, it feels so powerful. Prism teased with his hands on his chest.

"My life and the life of my most important friend were saved by this family, so I have to ask you for this matter, please take care of the Blue Butterfly family I guard." Davis continued.

"Isn't that so-called friend of yours enough to protect that family?" Hearing Davis mention some of his friends earlier, Prism asked.

"No, he's just an intermediary. Although I can entrust him, his energy is limited after all, and it is estimated that he can only play a supporting role at most. Davis shook his head, and then looked at Prism's side: "The one next to you can also do it, I can feel that he has a very strong aura." ”

What Davis was talking about was the black ten who walked slowly from behind the flying star at some point, and at this time, the black ten was carrying a skinny man in black with one hand. Take a closer look, isn't it the guy who claimed to be the twenty-best on the killer list and the leader of the Backfire Mercenary Regiment before? However, this guy's current state seems to be extremely bad, his naked half of his body is a blur of flesh and blood at this time, and he has obviously been brutalized by the black ten.

"You used a 'Silver Cross' before?" Flying Prism turned his head slightly to look at the black ten beside him, and his good-looking brows furrowed slightly.

From the moment when Flying Prism Star released Black Ten to let him chase the man in black just now, Flying Prism Star felt that Black Ten seemed to be missing something, and now he was even more certain. Because Hei Shi nodded, you must know that Ji Qì is a real monk and does not speak, and many of those on the earth are bullshit.

"You're only seeing it now?" Hua Zhongyue came out with such a sentence for some reason.

"yes!" Prism replied casually.

"The last time you asked him to solve the Cold Demon Gang headquarters in the most efficient way, didn't you just use that trick, otherwise it wouldn't be efficient." Hua Zhongyue explained for Black Ten.

"Okay." Flying Prism nodded, and then said to Black Ten: "You are too big and useless, next time if you don't encounter hard stubble, don't use it, you can cut those small characters casually, don't waste energy anymore." ”

Black Ten's eyes flashed, and he didn't make any movement. Although Flying Star and Hua Zhongyue knew that he had carried out the order, but in Davis's opinion, it was a surprise, the master had given orders to his subordinates, and this guy in black didn't show any movement at all, what a freak. And the Flying Prism Star has no meaning of blame, and it is even more eccentric.

"What is the mediator?" Prism turned back to the topic.

"The intermediary is the one who is a person of our ability who uses the guidance of this crystal block to divide a part of his ability and transplant it to someone who is suitable for receiving this ability. Such people are also called artificial abilities, and generally have one-fifth of the strength of the original ability. Davis couldn't help but wonder when he saw that Flying Prism was so powerful that he didn't even know about this kind of thing: "Aren't you a stranger?" How could you not know this? Or do you ask knowingly? After asking, Davis tossed a blade-shaped blue crystal block to Prism.

Seeing it, Flying Prism took it and took a closer look: "It seems that this thing needs to be studied." After satisfying his curiosity, Flying Star turned to Davis again: "I am indeed not a supernatural person, and I don't know anything about these at all, and there is no need for the weak to do such a boring thing as knowingly asking, would you knowingly ask an ant who can't understand your language?" ”

"And what's up with your abilities? What kind of people do you belong to? ”

"Even if you're really a dying person, I don't need to tell you so much, but if you really want to know, I can still tell you in general, this is technology."

"Technology?" Davis's eyes lit up for a moment, and then he muttered faintly: "It turned out to be related to those people, no wonder, no wonder ......"

"What you're doing makes me wonder, how do you know I'm going to help, don't you know we're hostile?" Prism looked at Davis carefully, looking him in the eye as if to see him through. Regrettably, Davis has always been indifferent.

"I believe that you will not refuse the commission of a dying man." Davis also looked into the eyes of the Flying Star, and if anyone else was present, he hoped not to cause them to misunderstand unkindly.

"I didn't expect you Westerners to know the grace of dripping water, and you should repay it with a spring! I'm ashamed. Unfortunately, it's strange that you have an outsider to help you, and I'll stop by when I have time. Prism said that he reluctantly agreed.

"Okay, here's the map." As he spoke, Davis touched it out of nowhere, and a map made of unknown materials appeared in his hand.

"Dio! Even the map is ready, it can't be that this kind of plan has been planned a long time ago! Flying Star felt unhappy for a while. And the map is made of no known products, after the burning of the glass fire just now, there is not even a trace of burning, or maybe the place where Davis is hiding is too good.

"Actually, you and they can only be regarded as half outsiders at most, because the people of that family are ...... He is also a Chinese person. Daviston paused, "It's just that they live in Europe." ”

"Huaxia?" Flying Star showed a slightly surprised expression, but it was not obvious: "There are a lot of strange things in this world!" At least I've encountered a lot of them. ”

"Strange, perhaps! It's just that I'm used to it, but I don't think there's anything. Davis shrugged his shoulder, which was about to shatter.

"Are you really going to die? Look at your optimistic look. Prism looked at Davis's body that had been shattered to his shoulders and asked, "And if you had made more intermediaries to protect the Blue Butterfly family before, wouldn't you have to trouble me?" ”