vs 227 Obsession
Blackjack only felt that the world was spinning, and before he could figure out what was happening, he was kicked out of the way, slammed down in front of the stairs of the doorway, and rolled like a roller to the solid ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Boss!" said Fusa and Lafitte, who came running over from a distance, crouching beside Blackjack with earnest concern.
Blackjack pushed them away and stood to his feet.
"It's Master Promi!" exclaimed Fusa as he suddenly pointed at the man in the doorway.
Blackjack jerked his head, and Promi was already at the stairs, Davy following him. And Ingres, who made him jealous, leaned against the doorrail and looked at him with a cold expression.
"Master Promi, I'm not here to trouble you. In front of Promi, Blackjack put away his rebellious attitude, "I just have a grudge against him!" Blackjack pointed at Angel with anger on his face.
"I don't care who you have a grudge with!Not only do you do it in my store, but you also dare to do it in front of me, you are bullying rookies in the Sky Tower, you are addicted, I don't know how to write the word dead, right?!" Promi didn't bother to listen to Black Jack's explanation, not to mention Ingre's identity, just because Black Jack dared to despise him, it gave him a reason to take action!
Promi glanced at the card that had been cut in half on one side, "Since you like hanging upside down so much, hang it for me!"
Out of nowhere, Prome pulled out a sturdy rope, tied Black Jack all over, and hung himself upside down from the doorway.
Promi's level of strength is much higher than that of Black Jack, and he can't even resist from beginning to end. Not only was he hung upside down, but his mouth was stuffed with a ball of rags, his eyes were red with bloodshot, and his face swayed helplessly in the wind.
"You're in the same league as Blackjack?" Promi patted the dust off his hands after tying up Blackjack, and looked at the two people on the other side.
Fusa and Lafitte stood on the sidelines, not moving. At this time, he was named, and Fusa said tremblingly: "Black Jack is our boss...... But but we are friends with Ingres!"
As soon as Fusa finished his first sentence, Promi was ready to do it. But when he heard Fussa say the second half of the sentence anxiously, he looked back at Ingres.
Angels glanced at Fusa and Lafitte.
Fusa and Lafitte looked back pitifully.
When the two of them were anxious, Angel said leisurely: "The two of them entered the savage cave with me. ā
It is not said that it is a friend, but it is also not said that it is an enemy.
Promi has lived for decades and is definitely a human being, and he heard the meaning of Ingres's words.
Letting go of Fusa, Promi turned back to the alchemy shop and greeted Angel with a smile.
Seeing Promi's courteous attitude towards Angels, Fusa and Lafitte breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, they had a wave of favor just now. But how did Ingres meet Promi, and how did Promi treat him so earnestly?
Angel and Promi exchanged pleasantries for a moment, at which point David walked up to Fusa and pointed to Blackjack and asked.
"What's going on with this guy? He was fine just now, why did he suddenly run over and say that he had a grudge against Angell, shouting and shouting to kill? Did you two speak ill of Angel behind your back?"
Fusa hurriedly shook his head, and the fat on his cheeks shook like jelly: "I don't know! Just now he asked us where Ingres's clothes were ordered, and we don't know...... Later, Lafitte said that Angel was dressed like Master Sanders, so he changed his face and ran back. We can't stop it!"
When Fusa said this, Ingres had some understanding in his heart, but it was Prome who understood it earlier than he did.
Promi sneered, "Sure enough. ā
"Master, do you know why?" said Fusa bowing in front of Promi. Lafitte did not forget about it.
"His story was very famous in the early years, but the apprentices of his class are now either promoted or dead, and the underground market is now all newcomers, but the spread has faded. Promi ignored the two men, and said to Angell:
"Blackjack's talent is actually very good, and Lord Treant praised him a few words at the beginning. However, when assigning a mentor, this guy clamored to worship Master Sanders as a teacher, and even if an adult gave him a flying post, he didn't go. ā
Black Jack, who was hanging upside down, had red cheeks, and he didn't know if it was because he was angry, or because of the reason why the blood was falling from hanging upside down. He glared hard at Promi, trying to get him to stop talking, but Promi didn't pay attention.
Blackjack glanced at the two younger brothers again, but at this time, the two younger brothers were looking at Promi doggedly, eager to hug the new thighs, how could they have time to pay attention to Blackjack.
"All these years because there is no one to teach him, his level has been at his current state. If he was willing to accept the other wizards' flying posts, why not. But he never accepted it, and he wanted to worship Master Sanders as a teacher, and even imitated the way he dressed. ā
"Why is he so persistent? Could it be that his talent is illusionism?" asked Davy, confused.
Promi shook his head: "Of course not, his talent has nothing to do with the illusion department. As for why he had to look to Sanders as a teacher, this ......"
"Actually, I don't know much about it. ā
"I just know that he and Master Sanders seem to be a little related. Of course, it's not a kinship, it's a side branch that was separated hundreds of years ago. I don't know where this guy got the information about Master Sanders, and before he entered the savage cave, he became his magic barrier. Speaking of this, Promi shook her head and sighed.
Promi looked at Ingres: "Now you should know, you worshipped Master Sanders as a teacher, that's why he didn't like you." ā
Angel glanced at Blackjack, "I think it's just an excuse. ā
Promi's expression was stunned, and a ghostly light flashed in his eyes: "Excuses?
Black Jack's eyes glared at Ingres, and his mouth squeaked as if he were cursing.
"I don't believe that he has such a long-term obsession with a man, and it's not a lover relationship, it's just a distant relative from a hundred years ago, a relationship that can't be beaten by eight poles, where did such a deep obsession come from. Angel shook his head.
Black Jack's anger spread all over his face, and he kept swinging his body, trying to use a force to hit Angel.
However, all efforts were in vain.
"If you have an obsession with a person, how can you be willing to be a speck of dust forever. If it were me, even if he was standing in the clouds, I would try my best to get close to him, or even surpass him. How can he be stubborn in the name of a 'master and apprentice', refuse other wizards to fly, and not be able to improve for many years. It's just a joke, so, if he's not a fool, it's all his excuse. ā
"Forget it this time. After Angel said this, "The next time he dares to trouble me again, kill him." ā
At the beginning, he was a little weak against Blackjack, but now Angel has accumulated hundreds of games of experience. If you really want to kill Black Jack, what's so difficult.
Angel and David were the first to enter the alchemy, while Promi took out a knife and cut the rope.
Fusa and Lafitte hurriedly stepped forward to help Blackjack up.
Blackjack silently stood up and spat out the rags in his mouth.
"Even an outsider can see it, and I advise you to stop making your own life a joke. It's best to stop here, and Magic won't be waiting for you to turn back. After Promi said this, he said coldly: "This time, for Angel's sake, I will let you go." Next time you dare to go wild on my territory, I will definitely not let you have a good time!"
Blackjack silently wiped the filth from his mouth, his eyes dark like the deep sea under the night fog.
After Promi also left, Fusa leaned forward with a shy face: "Boss, should we go to the twilight well? Maybe the auction there is already a new one?"
Blackjack stared at the three people in the store, especially Angel. The fists were clenched tightly, and the green tendons were tensed.
After a long pause, he turned around and said, "Go back first, and come over next week to buy a knife." ā
......
The lights in the store are dim, and on a unique log table, Promi smiles and brings out the long-cherished Xiang'an red wine.
"This is a wine that has come all the way from the Chambord seaside, and it is the best of the best wines in Chambord. It is said that when picking raw materials, the plumpest young woman spits out one by one with fragrant lips, and when she steps on the curvature, it is trampled by the purest virgin with jade feet bathed in morning dew. The production materials are very particular, the taste is even more mellow and beautiful, and some moonshine grass powder is added, which can activate qi and blood, which is very helpful to the body. ā
Ingres looked at the bottle of red wine and suddenly remembered the past many years ago. When Pat Manor used to produce red wine, it was extremely popular among the aristocracy of Waterford, and the slogan was that the most fragrant wine was made by the purest maiden, and the most mellow wine was stepped on by the most beautiful young woman.
If the upper echelons of Watford knew that the people who stepped on the wine were all ugly and reckless men, and all of them were stinky feet, I wonder if they would spit out all the old?
"I really appreciate you, but the wine is okay. Angels' refusal caused Promi a moment of embarrassment: "My mentor once told me not to drink alcohol before I was eighteen years old, it is not good for brain development. ā
Angel says that the mentor is Jon, but Promi mistakes it for Sanders. Although there were some doubts that Sanders would really say such heartwarming words, Promi put away his wine, and the embarrassment on his face dissipated.
"Then drink tea! I have the finest black tea here, from the workshop of the Night Demon Nation. ā
"Don't bother, I'm here to thank you, if you hadn't saved me during the game against the parasite, I'm afraid I'd have become a corpse. Ingres talked about the game with the parasitic mother at that time, and the danger was full of dangers, and Promi sighed again and again.
"I didn't expect the parasite to have such a trick, directly eroding the soul, it's impossible to prevent it!" Promi sighed.
David nodded again and again: "If we reveal how ugly the parasitic mother's true face is, maybe those crazy fans won't be so dark about you now." ā
"It doesn't matter, except for you, few people know my true identity. "Ingres is optimistic.
"By the way, if I have no accidents tomorrow, it will be the last day of competition. After the fight, I should have time to discuss the alchemy weapon you mentioned with the master. Angel said to Promi: "I wonder if Master Promi can introduce the weapon you want to make, and what are the specific requirements?"