Chapter 302: The Death of the Little Flea
Slimmore blushed when she heard Andy's words, she immediately rushed over and slapped the other party's two big mouths, and then pursed her lips and roared: "You are a complete pervert, not to mention that I still have the strength to resist, even if I have no power to fight back, I will not let your treacherous plan succeed!
Andy covered his hot face with his hands and explained aggrievedly: "Are you a little unreasonable, you know, I just want to borrow the dagger on your leg to deal with the dead frog, which can also cause your dissatisfaction?" ”
"Forget it, I don't want to stay here for long. As soon as the words fell, Andy pulled out a blitzkrieg, bent down and picked up Xia Zuo on the ground and turned to leave. "You pervert, how are you going to deny it this time?" shouted Sreemore.
"What's the matter?" Andy reluctantly turned around, and saw that the Auston girl who was originally wearing tight underwear was actually half-naked, and her undulating breasts were covered only by a pair of white and tender hands. "Why did you become like this?" asked Andy, puzzled. "Why is this happening? Srimore blushed as if suppressing the lava from a volcanic eruption.
Andy raised the blitz, then looked closely, and a silk thread seemed to flicker in the shadows of the hammer handle. "What is this?" he asked, picking up the thread. Slimmore bit her lip and replied, "That was the hem of my dress, and now it's ruined by you, and the whole skirt is ruined." Andy had never faced such a problem, and now it was impossible for even a tailor to reweave the threads back together into a dress. "You can't blame me for this, who knows when this silk thread will be wrapped around my weapon, and I can't help it now, but please don't continue to insult me, okay?"
"No, I can do whatever I want, you and those two fools can't stop me. Sremore replied proudly. Andy didn't care, in the face of such an unreasonable woman, he could only avoid her edge, he tore off the silk thread and strode towards the depths of the cave.
The light of the blitz was lost, and the surroundings suddenly darkened. Srimore waved his hand, then muttered, "Fool, I'll see how far you can go." With that, the woman who was hiding the secret sat down and searched for the mechanism on the chain. With a click, the chains that had been connected together shattered into knots, and she fumbled to reassemble several of them. "No, I have to change places, otherwise it will be a big delay. With that, Sreymor stood up and prepared to find a place of light.
"Don't go yet, you explain to me about the little flea. A Saxon whispered with a torch in his hand. This unexpected question really scared Sremore enough, her legs were limp, her scalp was numb, and her whole body went limp. "Do you even say it?" the Saxon continued.
Srimore turned slowly, his eyes half-squinted by the light of the torches, and because she was half-naked, she was not prepared to answer the other person's question, but wanted to quickly solve the other person's life with the dagger hanging from her lap. "Don't think of using that unsheathed dagger, for I'll kill you before your dagger serves its purpose. The Saxons warned solemnly. Sreemor calmed down her mood, her originally rapid breathing began to slow down, she didn't quite understand the meaning of the other party's words just now, in order to regain control of the situation, she calmly asked, "Am I your enemy?"
"I'm not sure, but I'll figure it out quickly. The Saxons replied. "Very well, since you haven't figured it out yet, I wonder if it's rude for you to threaten a weak woman with a big man?"
The Saxon laughed, he pointed to the big frog on the ground and asked, "The little flea is lying there, are you sure its death has nothing to do with you?" Sreymor glanced at the big frog by the light of the torch, and then asked loudly: "Is your little flea it?" The Saxon nodded and said, "I have been with the little flea for two years, and you are so cruel that you killed it for your own selfish desires, and today I want you to pay for your life!"
"Stop! I killed your frog, and it has nothing to do with that stupid woman. Andy said loudly as he stepped out of the shadows. Hearing this word of solidarity, Sreymor was very embarrassed, and although he succeeded in stopping the Saxon torches, he was saddled with the title of "stupid" woman. She didn't know whether to thank Andy for saving her life or to hold on to the other party's slanderous words.
"It's been a really lively day! I can't even remember how the last time the stranger who broke into the cave died!" said the Saxon arrogantly. Andy grabbed the handle of the blitzkrieg with one hand, and dragged the crumbling Xia Zuo with the other hand, and then said, "Is this cave your private territory? ”
"Joke, you are forced to break into my territory because you are helpless, is it also forced to kill the little flea?" Andy looked at the frog in front of him and asked questioningly, "Are you talking about it?"
"Yes, it's my little flea, my everything!" cried the Saxon excitedly. Andy saw this situation and had to admit that he was unlucky, this frog named Little Flea did die under his hammer. At that time, Srimore shouted, and he thought that there was really some big monster in the cave, so he quickly ran over and killed it. But after searching for a long time and finding nothing, just as Andy was about to return, the big frog attacked him from behind. In a hurry, his behavior was often uncontrolled, and the big frog was smashed on the head with a hammer from the ancient artifact, so it became what it is now.
When the Saxons heard Andy's explanation, they immediately retorted: "My little flea never takes the initiative to attack people, except in estrus. You must have released urine or feces in the underground river water, and that extreme smell might be considered a courtship object by the little flea, so its death is still up to you!"
When Andy heard this, he immediately denied it: "I didn't pee there, and I ...... Unless!" He turned his gaze to the red-faced Sreemore.