What else could Pfister do? Even though there were thousands of reasons to oppose it, he only silently wept and confessed

According to the affirmation information of the West Coast Psychic Division, Prince Pfister is a junior Psychic Master, and since he easily passed the junior promotion, this gentleman has never applied for a promotion, but he has lingered in the Dream Hall and must go every month. [Novel Bus So, the comparison of the identity and strength of Pfister and the fifth-level master cannot be divided according to the rank.

Will anyone take Pfister's junior micro-chapter seriously? Born into a family and holding a corner of the mainland, such a person is not only a fortune, but the key is that this gentleman also has the signboard of "Outstanding Extraordinary Talent"! This is where the future strategic weapon and huge interests of the Abnormal Masters Guild lie

None of the others can do it, and neither can Townsend. He doesn't have much prestige yet, and people from far away know who Townsend is?

Only after Pfister is qualified to carry this black cauldron, can everyone occupy the moral high ground and keep each other. It's not a half-hour scene, and Pfister can clean him up slowly, as long as he takes a breath when he finally throws it back to the club.

Why?

Although Pfister's grandfather had a cold personality, he also made some good friends, and this was a harmonious and large network of relationships, covering many high-ranking people; besides, Pfister's reputation as a "talent" was earned entirely by his own strength, and it was useless to do any crooked ways.

Such a young man, most of the two major factions within the guild, the upper and lower levels of the guild, are recognized: the ability talent is not called out, there are only two in the whole guild, and the fifth-level guy with the future of Pfister can't catch up with him even in his dreams

Therefore, this is not a simple offense or even a violation, no matter how you look at it, there is a framing factor of jealousy and hatred

Professional framing, who doesn't hate this?

Therefore, this person is also nominally castrated for you, but Pfister-kun, you can castrate him as long as you love, and you can castrate him as much as you love...... It's okay to slide your hand from your butt to the back of your head, and it's okay to slide it down your lower abdomen to the Tianling Gai.

Technical issues...... Come back to practice......

The only thing Pfister failed to figure out was why he had to stay at the fifth level, but on this issue, Pfister trusted Townsend's judgment with unreserved trust. [^The only thing he's struggling with is that you bastard, can't you tell me sooner!?]

Pfister Jun thought so, that was really wronged Townsend.

Townsend had doubts before, but he wasn't sure, and later in the ten-minute speech of the fifth-level master, he also thought about it more deeply. But because according to the rules of infighting that the prince said before, everyone's trouble will be over, and there will be no distinction between life and death, so Townsend thinks that this is because his spirit is too tight, war thinking, look at everyone to say hello......

But when the fifth-level master turned over the little book for the second time, he knew that this was not an illusion, and this was not a simple infighting

Mild in-house fighting, need + passion Do you want to investigate the affairs of Master Ingmar's ancestors for eight generations? The grandson of the fifth-level master is not even familiar with the life-saving information, it is obvious that someone else gave him temporarily, and what is the nature of this information? The previous one about the loopholes in the bill can be said to be a professional need for the fifth-level master to make his own experience notes, but the latter one is terrifying.

That's Ingmar's habit of thinking

No matter what time it is, the thinking habits and judgment standards of characters like Ingmar are top secrets of life and death

That's why Master Ingmar doesn't do anything at the club, and if he is in charge, he will be tempted until he steals this kind of information. The fifth-level guy, hum, he's only at the fifth level, how can he get this thing on his own?

Unless he has a gang of accomplices behind him...... Even the hosts.

Therefore, the logical relationship of the whole thing should be like this~ The fifth-level guy brought the information that he could get out of Ingmar's hands, which means that the other party is very well prepared and almost foolproof, but at the same time, the fifth-level master is a scumbag, and he is not distressed when he is killed by Ingmar, so he can't be the protagonist.

Yintao City, where he sang, was not the home field. ["Green"* Yo

He came to Yintao City, and Master Ingmar followed, but they didn't come to their home field. Therefore, this is a very eary plan for Ingmar to turn the tiger away from the mountain. So you can't follow the other person's rhythm now.

It doesn't matter if he leaves the fifth-level guy behind, it doesn't matter if he opens his mouth or not, the fact that he was left behind can disrupt the other party's rhythm and plan. Because Townsend wasn't there, he could theoretically have succeeded. At most, he was beaten by Master Ingmar, and if he was lucky not to be killed, he could return to the club, and then he was successfully killed.

The plot that people want to carry out will be successful............"

Therefore, the biggest variable in this matter, the one that the other party can least guess, is the presence of Townsend in the hall. Speaking of abilities, Townsend may be almost there, but when it comes to talking about intrigues, hum, they are going to mourn......

In this moment, Master Ingmar also had some experience.

"Jacques, the people in the chapter are being bullied, and you don't speak. Master Ingmar said, "Look at your fat, move the activity." ”

With a wave of the master's hand, the big sleeves waved, and countless benches flew out of the sleeves, and the "crackling" piles were almost to the sky. Seeing this momentum and lineup, the fifth-level one ...... Poof!", he squirted a third mouthful of blood, and his body collapsed directly to the ground.

"Yes!" Jacques replied in a deep voice, striding over, and was stopped by a straw stick, for it was Townsend who was holding it.

"Ask the person who helped him write the booklet, or he will have to mix it sooner or later. Townsend put it succinctly: "There is no reason to guard against thieves every night!"

The Jacques branch president pondered for a moment and realized. Then he nodded and said with a serious expression, "I'm Yagui...... Robin. From now on, Mr. Townsend, you are a close friend of the Robin family. ”

"It's my pleasure. Townsend turned around and said to Master Ingmar, "Master, has there been anything particularly important, grand, or quiet but fatal happening at the General Assembly recently? ”

"If you say that, there really is such a thing............ If something goes wrong, if you're lucky, only a few Bivigny. Master Ingmar smiled: "If you're unlucky, then there will be at least a dozen more." ”

Hearing this, everyone's hearts are hairy, a dozen?

Master Ingmar was not stupid, he knew what others were going to do, and what he was going to do, so he stretched out his finger, and the light from his fingertips drew a bright little circle in front of him, and then, he said, "Who's there?"

This phone call is really welcome

A sound of knocking things over came from the aperture of light, and then a voice that was forced to calm down but was actually very panicked sounded: "Vice President of Chaoxia Palace, salute the contemporary masters!"

"Hmm," Master Ingmar's tone was hard-boiled, "how many of your chosen Alternate Couriers are there, and when will they leave?"

The voice over there was slightly surprised: "Respected master, there are a total of three candidates for the preparatory messenger recommended by the guild, and they have been off for half a day. ”

"Oh. Ingmar said, "Get it back for me." ”

There were a lot of things knocked over there, and his voice was particularly embarrassed and entangled: "But the master...... It's already gone............ It's about the face of the guild............ Master, can you ......?"

"So?" said Ingmar, "then I wish them a long life." ”

Ingmar's words seemed to be a spell, because the stiffness over there suddenly rose to a high pitch: "Get it back! I will get it back! I will go myself! I will go now! I will lock them up in the dungeon and wait for the master to come back!"

Master Ingmar would have shaken his hand and fanned the small aperture into smoke lightly.

The hall was very quiet, because Ingmar and the vice president on duty of the general association had this conversation, which made everyone fascinated...... What does it mean to say that there is no other? What does it mean to coerce the world? What is the tip of the lightning rod on the pyramid?

Do you still need an explanation?

However, is this a contemporary master? This should be a contemporary horror master and the number one killer of our time, right? Even Townsend thinks that it is so happy to have such an acquaintance, and now I am a crab walking sideways all over the world

If anyone is not convinced, I will ask Ingmar to call him and just say that I wish you a long life.

Just thinking about it, Townsend was targeted by Ingmar again.

"What about me," Master Ingmar said, looking at Townsend, "it's called Ingmar." ”

Townsend smiled shyly, very patiently waiting for the next one, Master Ingmar also has a family?

"From now on, what about you," said Master Ingmar, "the apprentice of my apprentice." ”

"Uh" The smile on Townsend's face froze: "Can you, forget it?"

It's nice to have an acquaintance like Ingmar, but if you get too close to the sun, you'll be scorched. Besides, what's so good about him following Master Ingmar? Feel free to explain to someone why Master Ingmar was able to beat him? After working for a long time, he must have a distorted personality

"No," said Ingmar, "when I said to my face that Ingmar was a little chubby man, he became my disciple, and the last one was called Hughes." ”

"That's my old man!" Marcia smiled very sweetly, "Townsend, you're in luck!"

"Uh" Townsend was very entangled in his heart: "Can you ...... Adjust it a little?"

Even if you have to follow you, Master Ingmar, you have to show some sincerity, don't you? Why is it so strange?

"Can't" Da shook his head deeply: "I have to think about Marcia, if you are with Hughes, she doesn't want to call you uncle?"

"Hahahaha Ingmar, you're so funny!" Marcia's laughter was arrogant: "Okay! Let's go, everyone, let's eat! I'll invite you to this meal! Don't fight with me!"

"You guys are waiting for me outside," Master Ingmar said with a smile, "I'd like to exchange some pastime with Jacques......"

"Poof!" the one over there vomited blood again...... But no one cared about him.

"Marcia" When he walked out of the door, a voice came from behind Townsend: "Follow Townsend is really bad at learning............"!~