Chapter Ninety-Five: Johnson
The merchants of Candlestick Village moved their families away to become a traveling merchant group? Hearing the fire man's words, Qiao Li was stunned for a moment, he wanted to say more than that.
"There are saints in the village...... Call! Taking a deep breath, Qiao Li sneered, "There must be something valuable on them, and they can even get a curse mark......
"The saints have entered our powerful settlement?!" Hearing this, the fire man suddenly straightened up, and there was a hint of evil between his eyebrows: "What a gut!" Drink—"
The high-pitched shouts rolled out, and a scorching heat erupted from the body of Huo Nan Zhou, and the heat distorted the air around him. With the first rays of sparks bursting out of the air, Huo Nan's momentum soared in three seconds, and he bent his legs and jumped out of the candelabra suddenly, like a rocket bursting out, Huo Nan's side burst out with scorching firelight, carrying a furious momentum into the Candlestick Village.
Dealing with Camelot's saints, Fire Man is not a temptation to show mercy to his subordinates like Jory, and his absolute strength is 100%.
Hundreds of years of continuous war, Camelot and Castlevania, never die!
On the third road in the village of Candlestick, four tall, short, fat, and thin saints had not yet left, and at this moment, they entered the only bar in the village, sat around a table, and used the hinterland of the devil as a place of vacation, and the table in front of them as a sand table for looking forward to the future.
"Smack!"
The tall man poked a finger on the table, drew a semicircle, and said, "This hunting trip to the Demon Territory can be said to have been a great harvest, but it can also be said that we have not reached our greatest goal. ”
The slender woman inadvertently asked, "What is our biggest goal?" ”
"Huh." The tall man smiled proudly: "It's rare for our Doubi Four Heroes to go demon hunting once, we didn't enter the main castle of Castlevania, and we didn't put the banner of our Doubi Four Heroes on the throne of the castlevania city lord...... It's a pity! ”
The slender woman nodded again and again: "It's a pity!" It's all to blame for the 'Engraved Angel' and the 'Ultimate Spell Seal', which will cause the front line to demand that we return to the border immediately, otherwise we may have conquered Castlevania by this time! ”
"Silver, silver, silver—"
I can't see the little man or woman, he is about to go crazy, and the little man is madly pointing at the mantra energy pointing wheel on the fat man's waist. The spell energy finger wheel on the fat man's waist shimmered with a silver-gray luster, and the pointer pointed in one direction fixedly.
The little man was in a hurry, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he threw himself directly at the fat man, reaching out and grabbing the thumbwheel on his waist.
"Old man! Be quiet, don't you hear the boss making grand plans for the future! The fat man was very unhappy and pressed the little man's head with one of his hands, and pushed him out of the way.
After taking a few steps, the little man sat down on the ground with a flutter, and seeing that the three saints just didn't notice the reaction of the spell energy finger wheel, and didn't let himself speak, he burst into tears.
The three Camelot saints all showed the loneliness of the heights.
"Lonely—"
"Boom!"
A flaming meteor suddenly fell from outside the bar window, and the figure falling from the sky slammed into the ground, and the surface of his body was distorted by the heat.
After the fire man fell, he looked around with evil eyes, and immediately jumped onto the top of a small building, standing on a high place and looking down on the movement in the village.
"Yo? There's a demon who is sending him to death. Looking at the fire man outside the window, the slender woman smiled.
Seeing the fire man's unusual momentum, the tall man groaned for a moment and said, "Little sparrow, don't pay attention to him, let's continue to talk about business." ”
The four Camelot saints did not go out to meet the fire man, but continued to huddle in the tavern and talk.
The hands of the spell energy finger wheel shimmered silver-gray, still unnoticed.
The fire man standing on the high place observed for a long time, but still found no trace of the saint, and his little patience would not keep an eye on the saint's movements. Jumping from the top of the small building, the fire man, returned to the entrance of the village.
"Camelot's little mouse is hiding." Back on Jori's side, the fire man said with a calm face: "Don't care about Camelot's people first, let's wait here, look at the agreed time, it won't be long before 'he' should arrive." ”
"Well, don't the saints really care? They might have good things on them, like spell seals, gold coins, and ......," Jory asked reluctantly.
At this moment, Jory didn't understand what the fire man was nervous about. The "most recent poem" in the form of a flower, in the embrace of the dots, the fire man does not allow it to be lost, so the comparison of the saints of Camelot is not very important.
During the long wait, the fire man sat down on the stone calmly, closing his eyes and resting. Jory walked around, looking at his baggage, standing at the entrance of the village and looking inside, in short, he couldn't be idle, he didn't look like a seriously injured man at all.
Instead, he looks like a robber sharpening his knife.
I don't know how long I waited, but a staggering figure gradually passed in the distance.
When the other party approached, the fire man suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, his eyes blazing at the people walking this way.
"Johnson!" The fire man stood on tiptoe and waved at the man.
The man with short hair like a steel needle, carrying a weapon behind him, walked towards this direction with heavy steps. With each step he took, the sole of his shoe left a shallow pit in the ground.
Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and the man with short hair heard the shout, and he looked up ahead. Huo Nan was waving his arms at him in front of the entrance to Candlestick Village, and there was a stranger next to him.
At first glance, Johnson knew that the young man in tattered was not an enemy, and if he was, he was afraid that Huo Nan would have already fought with him.
It's just that the most important poem is important, is it appropriate to have outsiders present?
While Johnson was watching Jory, Jory was watching him.
Because the fire man is waiting for a fire hunter who has a good relationship with him, Jory is not afraid of Johnson, but Johnson's size is too impactful, just his height of more than two meters two can cause a height crush when attacking.
Johnson, covered in sweat with muscles like steel pouring out of his body, walked over step by step with the weapon behind him on his back.
The weevil-trunk beast at the feet of the fire man, after Johnson's arrival, was cowering and hiding behind the fire man, and it seemed to be very afraid of Johnson.
"John, let me introduce you, this is ......" The fire man was stunned for a moment when he said this, then turned his head and asked Jory, "What's your name?" ”
Jory swears he'd heard Fire Man ask this question more than three times.
"Jory, Maupassant."
"Oh yes! Johnson, this is the guy I found out the other day, Joe Bolan, I think he's going to be a very interesting fire hunter. The fire man said to Jory, who had an ugly face, "This is brother Johnson, he is a cultivator. ”
However, Johnson, under the recommendation of the fire man, did not show a friendly look to Jory, but looked down at Jory with the oppressive force of his height.
Johnson, to be exact, was looking down at Jory's face.
Then Johnson's gaze moved down to a black tattoo on Jory's sleeve, the coat of arms bestowed by Castlevania.
Johnson's murderous aura dissipated silently after he saw the coat of arms on Jory's arm.