Section 10: Master's Style! (I)

Townsend's explanation, though simple, is convincing. The other party's consciousness can't keep up, and he hasn't found the key point and can't refute it.

Because Townsend is explaining from the perspective of Master Ingmar, he uses the perspective of a superior person - what rules does this rare creature tell people... They are talking about principles: only the basic principles in everything! Although details, methods, laws, and so on also serve the goal, when there is a conflict, all must give way to the principle.

Now, for example, only when they understand why this law came into being, do they know that they should stand there: as long as they stand in the right position, then you will be invincible, let alone beating you, killing people and setting fires.

Because only those who stand in the right position are in line with the spirit of the law: protect the interests of the Miracle Master Guild!

Nerds who don't know how to be flexible will naturally become losers. Just like the fifth-level one, Townsend cleaned his protective clothes with a word, and he would be surrounded by everyone at any time to beat him with an abnormal panic, what if someone accidentally misses and is killed?

Ingmar looked at the fifth-level master who had an idea in his mind and smiled mysteriously at him.

"No, Master Ingmar, you won't!" Who would have thought that the fifth-level master would dig out a small book from his body: "Master, listen to me, Master! When you killed the first apostle, it was because the other party killed innocents indiscriminately in the name of the law! Master, you fought fiercely with him for three days and three nights on the grounds of common sense and human nature, and finally won with serious injuries! So that you were left with a skinny sequelae......

He chirped for more than two minutes and analyzed Ingmar's character and affairs from all aspects, trying to trap the hands and feet of contemporary masters with righteousness. Townsend forgot to walk back, staring at the dead man, trying to figure out what his brain was and something else.

"Master, you can ignore the law, but what about common sense?" the fifth-level master finally shouted, "What reason do you have to beat me now?"

"Bang!", he stuck to the wall for the third time, but this time the force was so great that the wall behind him was completely cracked.

But when he slid down, the fifth-level master didn't give up. He gritted his teeth, then looked up as if he was dead, and said, "This...... This is your belief that you have risked your life! You will not turn your back on it! Your poor background, your experiences...... So you won't turn your back on yourself!"

"Of course, no!" replied Ingmar proudly.

Townsend thought to himself, every time you do it first and then make sense, no wonder you are the first!

You're also playing with a trigger first and then a warning!

Townsend didn't want to be okay, and at this thought, Master Ingmar's gaze turned to look at him.

Townsend looked back at the master with the eyes of a new species, and thought to himself, no, master, you don't, right?

"This brain-dead doesn't know why I hit him. Sure enough, Ingmar didn't say anything polite to him: "You go and talk to him." ”

It's really a good thing to drill holes, and a good person should be a genius who is not a so-called genius, and it is definitely difficult for ordinary people!

Townsend sighed, shook his head, turned around, and spoke directly without even thinking about it.

"Why did you hit you? because of you," Townsend nodded at the fifth-level master, and then flicked his finger behind him: "Touched his ass!"

In an instant, Townsend's words made everyone in the hall stunned.

The fifth-level guy only felt that his eyes were dark and he thought that he had turned back time, he seemed to have heard it once before?

+ Passion

There was one person who reacted particularly loudly, and that was Marcia. When she heard the word "touch" from afar, she was really frightened and frightened, and the whole person flew out with a "whoosh" and stuffed herself directly behind the screen, and couldn't help but start to tremble~ She just has a thick skin, that is also a woman, and even carries two big black pots that touch her buttocks, this is going to die!

It was as if Marcia had heard the dead talk, which was the talk behind it: "You know what? In less than a day, Miss Marcia was touched twice by the same person!

Maybe there will be a sarcasm to his face: "Oh, my Miss Marcia, do you feel in love with this?"

As long as you meet the enemy in the boudoir, who can bear it?

So Marcia's grief and indignation at this time were very feminine: "Townsend, you big bastard! If that's the case, I won't live me!"

But after waiting and waiting, she didn't see Townsend chasing after her and pointing at her head, and it was so quiet outside that it seemed like even the sound of breathing had stopped.

Marcia felt very strange, and although she was still trembling, she couldn't help but poke her head out to take a look.

She was shocked by what she saw: Townsend wasn't pointing his finger at herself, he was referring to the masked guy!

Marcia nearly wiped her eyelashes off before she finally made sure Townsend had her fingers crooked.

Wow, it turns out that Townsend still has a conscience, and the person who was not pointed out by Townsend died happily, but what about the person who was pointed out by him?

Pfister's shoulders trembled slightly, his fists clenched, and there were various colored lines on the masquerade. It's like a fireworks show, one by one, who knows that he was also black-eyed just now. Almost fainted to death?

It's all about someone's popularity!

In the matter of being angry, Townsend is more effective than the two apostles of Fengji, Bivigny.

Pfister could be so dark that he could not think of such a crooked idea as an orthodox person, or he could have thought of it when he joked, but he would never think that such a method would solve the problem.

But now, does this reason seem to solve the problem?

Ingmar was speechless, and Jacques was speechless: but Jacques finally knew where Marcia's trick came from. And Jacques had the illusion in several moments that the prince was going to rush over and chop Townsend into pieces, cut it into slices, fry it, fry it, chew it, chew it, and swallow it......

In fact, it is not an illusion, because a certain prince has this in mind, but he just didn't rush over......

Orthodox people should think twice.

And the criminal who was pointed out by Townshend, the grizzled fifth-level master, he was slowly kneeling on the ground, his body seemed to be boneless, and then opened his mouth and spewed out "poof!". Blood............ He vomited blood so consciously, obviously remembering what happened before.

The answer he decided was that Townsend and Marcia were taught by the same mentor!

So, what is fate?

The answer is probably no refusal.

If it's yours, it'll always be yours, and it's useless to struggle. But don't complain about the injustice of fate, after all, it still allows you to struggle.

"You framed!" the blood-stained fingers trembled and struggled to point at Townsend, "You framed me......"

"He said you were framed. "Ingmar seems to be a little unbearable to let Pfister carry this big black cauldron, he is a prince in his prime, after all, it is not a good reputation, Townsend you are really, just find an old man!

I said, "He didn't think he was an old man, because he looked at Jacques, "Are you pointing the finger?"

Jacques immediately went soft, and he almost urinated incontinence~ Master Ingmar, you should remember, right? I am your disciple's disciple!

The contemporary master is famous and rarely opposed, who would dare to do it if he expressed his opinion so nakedly? Even Jacques himself felt that it was really more appropriate for this black cauldron to be carried by himself......

"That's right" Townsend shook his head, not changing his words as Ingmar said: "It's him, touch him!"

Townsend had already put away his smiling face at this time, and he answered Ingmar with a very calm and cautious attitude, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. Everyone is asking, why is this?

For a moment, everyone was silent.

Master Ingmar should have been furious, and the most strange thing was that Prince Pfister didn't blow it up! Even the brilliance on his masquerade was still calming, and there seemed to be some good way to deal with it.

So Master Ingmar turned his head and put the decision in the hands of Prince Pfister: "Are you really like this?"

"I didn't ...... Wrong!" Pfister's tone was very strange, unwilling, reluctant, and had to do it but it was very refreshing: "He touched it!"

"Poof!" The fifth-level master over there spurted out another mouthful of blood.

"You ......" Master Ingmar was surprised, but he was particularly polite to the prince: "It's really grown." ”

"Thank you very much. Pfister's answer was also quite polite, and the mood was really calm.

Master Ingmar frowned, he was not in charge of affairs at the general meeting, so he was not particularly sensitive to this kind of twists and turns, but this did not mean that he was ignorant, and that an ignorant person could become the number one in the world?

Pfister and Townsend fought side by side, they had a tacit understanding, and Townsend's expression was very serious, which means that it is necessary to do so, and Pfister's willingness to pay this price also shows this necessity......

The intention of the two is obvious, they must leave this person behind!

Master Ingmar's judgment was correct.

When Townsend's expression changed, Pfister already knew his intentions, so he didn't hesitate to pick up the black pot and run.

Because the model of this black cauldron is relatively rare, others can't afford to carry it: Jacques is an old opponent of the fifth-level master, and he can't figure out the other party's sentence of "communiqué personal vendetta": Marcia is quite suitable, but it is not important enough, and the heavens will beat him to cripple at most, and he can't leave anyone.

How long does it take to break your hands and feet? Give you half an hour, is that enough?

Ingmar is weighty, but if Townsend dares to point his finger at him, he will slap Townsend and the fifth-level guy into a picture!

Then, the history books will record Master Ingmar's explanation of the incident: "Oh, little Townsend is really pitiful, he was actually touched by that fifth-level guy until he died...... Fortunately, they met me in the end, and I helped him preside over the justice ......"

Because he is a contemporary master, this matter is like this, and no one will ever ask him stupid questions......

...... Section 10: Master Style!