Chapter 149: My Friend's Temper Is Not Very Good
"Oh... Oh, who are you?, the new inhabitant?" the hatter seemed to notice the Roger siblings, and then complained to Alice, "You know what virtue Wonderland is now, and it shouldn't be ...... Not allowed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Why? Wonderland is also populating, resulting in a shortage of housing space?" quipped Roger when he heard Mad Hatter's words.
"No, it will ruin everything until the end of the world, never stopping. The Mad Hatter shook his only head, and spoke with nervous tension: "You don't like this at all, you don't like anything when the fake turtle manages the Weedless Route, this railway is a bloody slaughterhouse! ”
Roger plucked out his ears and snapped out the hat merchant's upside-down words: "You mean that the train that passed just now will destroy the fairyland?"
Mad Hatter: "Ah, that's true. ”
Alice, who was standing on the sidelines, said, "I have a note, Hatter: a stopped train." ”
"Never stopping, like a frog on a clockwork, nothing can stop it. "The Mad Hatter wants to change his position, and it's obviously hard to do without his limbs.
Simply gave up moving, he looked at Alice with unfocused eyes again: "Now the world is in chaos, Alice, the madman runs the madhouse, there is no sin, and the worst thing is that I don't have any tea to drink now." ”
"That's a tragedy......" Roger complained.
"Now, through my heart, if I have one...... Find my limbs and throw them into the waterfall, and the rest of the hatters will do it, go at once!" said the Mad Hatter, the last half of the sentence as if it were shouted.
Isn't it clear that Roger's words are not sympathetic and kind?
"If I do help you, can you help me?" asked Alice, haggling, pondering the feasibility of the matter.
"It's a good deal. The Mad Hatter nodded and said, "Through the face of the clock, there are old friends waiting." ”
Alice immediately lifted her skirt and pulled the kitchen knife called "Decapitation Blade" from the scabbard tied to her thigh like an agent.
Although he didn't understand where the hat merchant's words offended her, Roger still pressed Alice's shoulder: "You can do it later, I have a question for him." ”
Then the boy turned to the Mad Hatter and said, "You can see that my friend is not very good-tempered... I hope you take your attitude a little more right, or I won't be able to stop her from breaking down your two remaining parts into ten or eight pieces......"
The hatter ignored him at all, and instead fell into a frenzied babble of his own mind.
Alice, too, was very shameless and carried a kitchen knife and walked towards the metal garbage pile on the left.
Roger pointed to the girl who had already left and said nonsense: "Oh~ Look, she has distanced herself...... My friend is not ordinary, the first time he slashes someone, he has to sprint to cut it, so the force of the slash will be very strong......"
There was a loud noise, and Alice swept a knife through the bottom of the scrap pile, revealing a thick, circular pipe buried in it.
"She's almost unbearable, she's venting with garbage, if you don't know each other anymore, I won't care about you~" Roger sensed that something was wrong, but still tried to scold the hatter.
However, Alice got headlong into the pipe......
Really...... From Alice walking towards the garbage dump, Roger felt that the girl was not pulling out the knife to deal with the Mad Hatter...... Then why are you so fucking fierce!
Seeing that her friends didn't follow, Alice turned back and reached out of the tube and waved in, signaling them to come quickly.
"It's so hard, isn't it... I respect you as a man...... Give you ten minutes to think about it alone, and when I get back, you won't be able to deal with anyone...... You can get a taste of my methods. Roger pointed to the Mad Hatter's outrageously large nose and walked backwards towards the pipe, releasing cruel words to himself.
Caroline, who had been standing at the mouth of the pipe and waiting for her brother, tapped her head and quickly ran over and pulled him into the pipe: "Oh my God, don't you know what embarrassment is......?
"It's okay... I feel like I've scared him......" Roger touched his nose and said Shi Shiran.
"Phew!, shameless!" said Caroline.
Roger shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "You can't blame me, who let Alice pull out the knife with a brush, I thought she was ready to turn her face." ”
"Is that me?" said Alice, who led the way, faintly.
Roger surrendered: "Okay... My bad... I don't blame you. ”
Caroline was surprised: "Huh~ Young Master Roger will also admit his mistake?"
"No way... It is impossible to think that the hat merchant dismantled himself in eight pieces and then stored the bits and pieces separately. Roger sighed, looking down for something.
"You mean there's an enemy?" Caroline was startled, her muscles tensing.
"That's for sure," Roger said, nodding, and ran to the side of the trash and pulled out an intact, but rusty, pickaxe.
The boy weighed it up and down, the pickaxe should be just right for the size of an ordinary person, just by looking at the mad hatter's head, which was as big as his own, he knew that it was not for him.
"Alice, what about the Mad Hatter still doing the work of striking iron?" asked Luo Ming.
"What?" the girl looked back suspiciously, and when she saw the pickaxe, she suddenly said, "Oh, that's not his, it should be the tool used by the former hard labor... The kind of guy who's about the same height as us, who looks like a mad hatter... I've always suspected that the Mad Hatter is of the same race as them, but the Mad Hatter has made his body a little bigger. ”
Roger pouted, how could this hellish wonderland be different from the movies he had seen?
Hand the pickaxe to Caroline: "This pickaxe is pointed at both ends, so let's take it before you have something in your hand." ”
Caroline looked at the rusty head and dark handle of the pickaxe, and did not reach out in disgust.
"You also saw what kind of virtue the Mad Hatter was just now, so don't think that the enemy for a moment is a cute slime, your claws can't scratch the iron skin. The boy handed the pickaxe forward.
Who would have thought that a trip to Oxford would be dangerous to investigate a fire more than a decade ago? Roger's wand and Pandora were all left at home, and several knives on his body were lost along with his clothes because of his forced entry into Snape's wall of fire at Hogwarts.
As a result, of the three people, only Alice still has a kitchen knife to use.
Caroline glanced at her brother angrily: "Who said I can't scratch the iron sheet, it just depends on how thick it is......"