The people who came seemed to be a little surprised, what is this? Just now, the leader repeatedly stressed that he should avoid encountering Lancelot. Who would have thought of running into it here. Didn't you say that Lancelot showed up in Saknath?

Is this - is it fake?

But he didn't know the person in front of him at all, why would this guy make up a Lancelot to come out? The person who came guessed that he didn't expect Olivier to hear him call the revolutionary army a worm, so he suddenly made up what he had just said. The purpose is to get the gang to go ahead and find out what is going on. A person who is hostile to the revolutionary army should behave when he hears the name Lancelot, right?

The people who came were a little hesitant.

To believe? or not to believe?

Thinking about Lancelot's style, let's believe it for the time being!

Most of them were probably actually Lancelot in the house.

Embarrassed!

What should I do? Pretend not to know? But everyone has already run over, and they dare not pretend not to know? This man himself was a little suspicious of the leader's words, and his own group of people could not defeat Lancelot? He was very unconvinced, and when he heard someone shouting the name of the revolutionary army, he wanted to come over to find fault!

As a result, I ran by myself, listened to the name, and ran away in a gray way?

It's a shame!

In this form, he didn't want to show his timidity.

The thought flowed, and the decision was made, and he said loudly, "The 'Light of Truth' Muse, come and visit, Mr. Lancelot, please show up." "I don't dare to bring any arrogance between my words. Lancelot's murderous reputation is placed there, far from the level he can reach, and if he is slightly offended, he is killed by Lancelot on the spot, then he is completely wronged.

But I can't retreat, and now I'm scared away when I hear Lancelot's name, how can I turn around?

Bello listened in the room, a little apprehensive in his heart, he didn't know what Olivier thought, the "Light of Truth" gang and Lancelot were not dealing with each other, and he heard everything on the way. If Olivier reveals his relationship with Lancelot, the matter will be in trouble.

This was the reason why he refused to join the revolutionary army. A person who wants to live a stable life. Such a force is absolutely impossible. The so-called life of a chivalrous man who is happy and revengeful, Bello doesn't want to live at all.

The so-called heroes of the rivers and lakes are not the big bullies of the snake in the final analysis. Occupy the mountain, do not pay taxes, do not serve, communicate with the government, collude with black and white, kill people, and escape from government control. Is this kind of person good?

said that the romantic point, across the world, wandering the world is very longing. To put it mildly, you don't need money to dominate the world? Wander the world without eating? Where does the money come from? Is it difficult to rob houses every day? If you don't sell your martial arts to rulers, how can you get money?

Martial arts are the embodiment of violence, and violence itself cannot be rewarded under the current system. Violence is not equal to rights, but it can be equated with rights to a certain extent. And these rights are often in violation of the current system. If the violence is strong enough, then the current system and class can be completely destroyed and new ones can be rebuilt. It's a pity that chivalry is something that is good at single violence, and it is impossible to destroy the current system and class.

As his mind turned, Bello knew that this Olivier must be playing tricks, and it was impossible for the other party to see Lancelot appear here. What is his purpose?

Bello didn't know what this guy was doing, and the rest of the house didn't know, and a group of people didn't sleep, listening nervously outside in the dark room.

Lancelot?

Who's that?

The people in the room looked left and right, and in the dark room, these people could not see the expressions of the other people on the left and right, which did not hinder their worries and worries.

After experiencing the events of the day, the people in the car have become frightened birds, full of vigilance and fear of strange visitors. Although the events during the day did not really cause any harm, the coins paid were secretly taken out of the corpse by the young man and distributed to everyone.

Nothing really hurts, but no one wants to do it again.

This night, having been frightened a few times, a normal trip, there is not so much at all. Many people in the room had begun to wonder why they had chosen this time to go to Saknaus.

The members of the Light of Truth outside the house were silent for a while, and when they saw that there was no response, they said loudly again: "Mr. Lancelot, since you have met, please come out and see you!" On the one hand, he said this to ask Lancelot to appear, and on the other hand, to speak loudly, presumably his own leader can also hear it, and he can arrange countermeasures in time.

After the second shout, the room still did not move, and the muse of the Light of Truth was a little impatient, and he did not dare to enter the house directly, if Lancelot was really in the house, and he broke in, it was not looking for death. The big guys have the face and temper of the big guys.

Just when the muse couldn't wait any longer and wanted to shout a third time, the broken grass curtain shook twice and was lifted from the inside. The coachman's head popped out of it, and in a timid tone, he whispered, "Sir, you have found the wrong person, and we don't seem to have the person you are looking for here." ”

The muse was stunned for a moment, he glanced at Olivier next to him, and asked in a low voice, "Boy, do you see clearly?"

Olivier had an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, but the tone of his mouth pretended to be hesitant, and he said with some uncertainty: "I only saw the back, I was taught a lesson by Mr. Lancelot, and ......I was deeply impressed" Then he slurred and said, "Maybe—maybe I was wrong!" and laughed embarrassedly.

Could it be that I was scared?

See who looks like Lancelot?

"Cut!" The muse cursed in a low voice, he didn't dare to run into the house to see if Lancelot was inside. After muttering a few words, he left the room and went to his lodgings.

Olivier watched the muse enter the house, and said to the coachman, who was still holding a straw curtain at the door, "Is Monsieur Bello inside?"

Before the coachman could answer, he heard Bello's angry voice from inside: "Don't dare to be a gentleman, your husband is not good." I don't dare to call you that. Mr. Olivier Amerio!"

Seeing that the main owner he was looking for came out, Olivier smiled slightly, he knew that he had guessed correctly, Bella and Lancelot were not around, and Bello was here alone. It's a godsend.

"Come out for a while?" said Olivier, who was completely unconcerned about Bello's attitude, coercion on the one hand, and final temptation on the other.

Whether Lancelot was in the house or not, Bello's reaction would definitely be completely different. Lancelot was in the house, Bello would at most say a few sarcastic words to himself to make himself embarrassed, if Lancelot was not in the house, then Bello would have to come as he wished, as long as he was not stupid. Otherwise, whether it is to make his own move, or to name Bello's identity to those people who are light of truth, his fate will definitely not be better.

Bello proved with his actions that Lancelot was indeed not in the house. The boy came out of the house, stood in front of Olivier, and asked, "Just stand here and talk, find a place!" Uncle, where can I go around here?" he asked the coachman who was looking at the straw curtain.

"Nowhere to go, the road might be safer!" replied the coachman in a low voice, the man who had been walking the car all the year round was very well-thought, and needless to say, he could feel that Belo and the man in front of him seemed to be at odds. As a guest chatting all the way, the young man Bello was very interested in his taste, and wanted to help, but he couldn't help it, so he couldn't help but be a little discouraged.

"Thanks, uncle, let's go, let's go for a walk on the side of the road!" Bello did not have the consciousness of being coerced at all, his expression was very relaxed, in fact, he was extremely vigilant in his heart. This guy in front of me definitely wants to do something with himself.

"Just! Before the moon rises, you must go back to the house!" the coachman looked at the young man in front of him and cautiously admonished. "It's dangerous!"

"Okay, thank you, uncle!" Bello thanked easily, as if he didn't take it to heart.

Olivier and Bello followed Bello one after the other, and soon melted into the faint moonlight, and their backs were not visible. The coachman looked in the direction the two were heading, shook his head, and sighed back into the house.