"Smack!" Yan Yichuan slapped Xiao Moran on the back, "Look what you look like now!" Old Xiao, you sober me up!"

"But if you meet him, you'll die!" Xiao Moran roared in horror.

"Even if you can't touch him, if we don't win the confrontation in the end, we will still die, so we will have to fight him sooner or later!" Yan Yichuan grabbed Xiao Moran's shoulder and shook it vigorously, trying to make him sober up.

"You let me calm down first, I have to digest this news......" Xiao Moran said depressedly and stepped aside.

"So, Bai Zhiqiu, do you have any good news to tell me?" Yan Yichuan turned his head and asked Bai Zhiqiu.

"Yes, before I found you, I witnessed a collective offensive by the remaining East Contractors, who managed to cripple Archbishop Foss's team and destroy the Gatling gun by the way. It is estimated that Archbishop Foss is about to withdraw from this race," Bai Zhiqiu provided information from his knowledge.

"Well, that's good news, it's a lot easier without the big killer of Gatirin. Yan Yichuan scratched his head, a little more relaxed, "Go on, is there anything else?"

"That's gone, the other archbishops' teams are mostly intact, although there are occasional injuries. But you have to be careful, Archbishop Raymond's team is the strongest of the four archbishops this time, and Tang Sanchang, the number two person in Raymond's team, is mortal enemies with Xiao Moran's slut!" Bai Zhiqiu thought for a while and added.

"It seems that you really just cared about eating before," Yan Yichuan shook his head with a smile, "I have said to Lao Xiao in front of you several times that Tang Sanchang has been killed by us, and Raymond's people have also been killed by more than a dozen by us." ”

"Really?!Just that frustration?" Bai Zhiqiu pointed at Xiao Moran who was decadent on the side with a look of disbelief, "I still prefer to believe that I can fight with Achilles hand-to-hand, rather than believe that frustration can slash Tang Sanchang!"

Xiao Moran, who was originally decadent on the side, heard Bai Zhiqiu's sarcasm, and immediately came to his senses, "Hey, don't believe it, you blank paper ball, Lao Tzu just beat Tang Sanchang! Don't believe it!" As he spoke, Xiao Moran showed his flying sword and pointed to the third golden pattern that had newly grown on it to show Bai Zhiqiu.

"Ah...... I don't listen, I don't believe it......" Bai Zhiqiu covered his ears and ran to the side, seemingly greatly stimulated.

"Hahahaha, I'm sorry, it's me, I killed Tang Sanchang!" Xiao Moran seemed to be more energetic at the moment than before, "By the way, I remember, we also made a bet before, if I can kill Tang Sanchang in this mission world, you will not eat Häagen-Dazs for a month." Tsk, it's hell for a sweet tooth like you, pinch the ho ......"

Looking at Xiao Moran, who was inexplicably in a better mood, and Bai Zhiqiu, who was inexplicably crazy, Yan Yichuan really wanted to tie the two of them together, tie up the explosive bag, and blow them all away. But now the two men have finally gotten rid of their fear of Achilles.

Yan Yichuan looked at the two of them while falling into deep thought, trying to sort out a way out of all kinds of complicated clues, after all, isn't it good to be alive?

The two people who were arguing over there suddenly found that Yan Yichuan was silent, and thought that he had been shot in the head from a distance by someone with a silenced sniper rifle! Frightened, the two people hurriedly turned their heads to look for Yan Yichuan.

When the two turned their heads, they found that Yan Yichuan was twisting a straw and writing and drawing on the ground, and he was still silently reading something in his mouth.

Xiao Moran tiptoed over, intending to see what Yan Yichuan was doing, and scare him by the way. However, as soon as Xiao Moran walked over, before he opened his mouth, Yan Yichuan gave him a sweeping leg, and then made up a strong volley and kicked him aside.

"Don't think that Lao Tzu is thinking about the problem, you will have a chance!" Yan Yichuan touched his nose, "If you want to plot against me, you are still very early!"

Xiao Moran was not annoyed, patted the dust on his body, and stood up with a hippie smile, "Seeing that you are so confident, you must have thought of a way!"

"Of course, don't look at who I am!" Yan Yichuan said and stroked the bangs in front of his forehead, "Simply put, it's two words-separation! To put it more complicated, it's four words--vertical and horizontal!"

"Big guy, can you say it more complicated?" Xiao Moran scratched his head in embarrassment, "I grew up in the mountains, and my cultural level is not high......

"Don't blame your illiteracy elsewhere," Bai Zhiqiu became angry again at this moment, "Yan Yichuan, are you trying to use the team of the disabled Archbishop of Foss?"

"That's right, it's Archbishop Foss's team!" Yan Yichuan said with a smile, "As for whether to listen to us or not, you must know that some people don't take that step because they need a little 'small' help from others......" Yan Yichuan said, took out three sets of clothes from Raymond's team that had been captured before, and threw them in front of the two of them.

"I didn't expect it, ......I didn't expect it," Xiao Moran pointed at Yan Yichuan with his finger, "I didn't expect you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to be so black-bellied!

Seeing that the two of them understood what they meant, Yan Yichuan didn't explain anymore, and hurried to change his clothes.

"So which side are we going to do first?" Xiao Moran, who had changed his clothes, couldn't wait to ask.

"Since you're all so afraid of Achilles, let's go meet him first!" Yan Yichuan said firmly, "Hey, can you two stop looking like you've eaten, okay?" Yan Yichuan said and started the car.

The two people next to him reluctantly got into the car.