The latter nodded, waved his hand, and immediately led a group of soldiers to stride away. Daun stood up and thought for a moment, then led the others straight to Hebron's palace. "The king who dares to cooperate with the flame thief, I would like to see what kind of person he is"

In Yan's heart, he already had a very bad impression of the king of the Xiru Kingdom, he had never seen this king. The king is the best person to know the whereabouts of the god of the Ming world. At the same time, there was a big explosion. "You see, Lord Binsek, these new shells are of pretty good quality, and certainly more powerful than most of the shells in the world," the little man said with a flattering smile on his face, and a monkey with a pointed mouth chased after him.

"Do you have the oversized shells we wanted?" Binsek asked coldly, without answering a word. "The shells are too big. Our craftsmen need time," the short man smiled reluctantly. "Also, giant shells, if they are to be fired, need to be redesigned" "So not ready? It looks cold. Behind him, there was a group of flame thieves with their hands on their waists, their eyes cold. The dwarf trembled and said, "Don't worry, sir, we'll do it within the time limit!" "We are world-famous craftsmen and we will do it!" Bingsec looked at the man deeply, then nodded. "That's great!"

In the Flame Thief Zone, Binsek is a special existence, although he has his own small combat power, but he is the brother of the Ming World God, and he is also the intelligence of the entire Flame Thief. If the gods of the Ming world played a leading role in the battle of the Flame Thieves, then Binsek was a central planner. Therefore, the ship's thieves respected and trusted him.

The importance of the giant cannonball to the Ward Thieves was almost central to what they were about to do, and leaving it to Binsek was a clear indication of his status. The reason why the Flame Thieves chose Hebron as their business card library is also related to the history and resources of the island. In the past, the kingdom of Silu was part of the ancient weaponmakers, and the items they were responsible for were cannons and ammunition. This technology has been lost for a long time, but it is still there.

The soldiers of the island, in battle, are the most proficient in the use of weapons, as well as various artillery. At the factory, Binsec was inspecting the production of cannons and ammunition, while Yan and her retinue were already at the gates of the palace. "Stop, who? You are forbidden to enter the kingdom! The iron-clad guard shouted, a long knife at his waist and a strangely shaped cylindrical cannon in his hand, blocking the path he was waiting for. In front of them were palaces and castles. The Hebron Palace is a magnificent ancient citadel with only one gate at the entrance, guarded by the king's elite guards.

"We are the Yan Army, and we want to meet your king," Baldocan said calmly. Without Torrance in the way, his job was to conduct preliminary negotiations. "Yan Jun?" It's been a long time since the Shaylo Kingdom has had a Flame Army," the steely guard whispered as he observed Dawn and his men up close.

Moreover, at this time, a group of Yan thieves were still in the capital and did not leave, this was a sensitive period, and this group of strangers came. "Please inform, we just ask your king a few things, and leave after asking, don't disturb the heart" Shuren smiled. The guard's face was obscured by his helmet, but the crowd could feel the chill he was exuding. "I can tell you, but if the king sees it or not, it's not certain!" A soft voice spread, making Xiulun smile on his face.

"Thank you very much!" After a while, the guards returned. "You're in there"

In the second half of the Great Passage, the Yan Army has a humble, if inadequate, decent image, so access and the like are rarely hindered. The crowd came in through the castle gates and walked around the crooked passageway, which was quiet all the way. On the surface, Yan seems to have lost her mood swings, but no one knows what's going on inside. About ten minutes later, a tall red door appeared in front of them, inlaid with strange runes. As the guards on either side pushed open the heavy gates, Dawn and the others also saw the halls of the palace. In the middle there is a large, long red carpet flanked by brass cannons that glitter in the lit lights. His Majesty is inside. You can go in."

The guard who opened the door whispered. A hundred meters from the entrance to the hall, about 100 elite soldiers in steel armor and armed with artillery stood on either side, looking straight ahead. Dawn and the others passed among them and walked into the hall. At this time, the palace appeared very quiet, there were not many people, and when they reached the depths, they saw the king of this kingdom. An old man of about fifty years old, wearing a crown and some wrinkles on his skin. "Yan Jun, I don't know how many years, I haven't seen you."

The words of the old king, some vicissitudes and memories. When he was young, he probably had a lot of dealings with Yan Jun. Downstairs, Daun felt a little strange, her eyebrows slightly raised. The king's first impression came to him as strange. Judging from the performance of the old king, the other party is not a vicious person, but a person who looks very decent, how can such a person cooperate with the Yan thief? "Yes, Your Majesty! And others bowed symbolically. The old king waved his hand.

"Don't be so polite. Tell me why you're here. I won't refuse to help," Yan said, looking up at each other without beating around the bush. Where is it?" The king's face changed with his words, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became dead silent.

The old king's eyes became fierce. "Are you here for him?" Yes! "Nodding." Young Yan Marine, I advise you to be nosy. If nothing else, you can go" The old king's voice was cold and unforgiving. "I'm here for him, Your Majesty, I won't leave without news from him," Yan · Delhi said coldly.

This sentence made Lao Wang's face even more ugly, and he looked so mothy. "Don't let my patience run out, Yan Jun, World Yan has nothing to do with my Shaylo Kingdom, and don't think that my forgiveness is merciful," Yan said, dumbfounded, but still. "Tell me Bundy · Where is the god of the Ming world, Your Majesty," he said, his tone becoming serious. This trip is the target of the Great Flame Thief, and he will not give up on the other party easily. And for this, what is it to offend the king?

"Oh, your courage is so great" Lao Wang came back with a sneer, his big hand waved, fluttering between his sleeves and robes, and the two words spread throughout the hall. "Anyone!" In an instant, the elite steel guards standing at the door slammed and strode towards the crowd. It was impossible for Yan to bring all the people into the palace, and there were only about twenty soldiers with him. When the king's army moved, they were immediately surrounded. "I don't care what your intentions are, but, Yanjun, if you interfere with my plans, I will be damned!"

"Take them down and put them in jail!" The old king let out a cold cry from his mouth, and the steely guards immediately raised their weapons, all directed at Yan and the others. "Your Majesty, I don't care why someone like you wants to cooperate with Bundy Munishin" "But I can define you by your actions" After a pause, Dawn said two words coldly. "Enemy!" On the throne, Lao Wang's pupils contracted, and when he saw the young navy blue cold eyes, his heart suddenly trembled.

"Let's do it!" His eyebrows trembled, and the old king was drunk. The Iron Guards charged forward without hesitation. But at the same time, she stepped forward, her eyes wide open. “ ! ” The air was so oppressive that for a moment there seemed to be an invisible shockwave rippling through the void, towards Yan and the Iron Guards around him. "Uhhhhh Bearing the brunt of the attack, the guard's eyes turned, his body trembled, and he buzzed to the ground.

The guards, one by one, stiffened and fell to the ground. Like mowing grass, hundreds of guards swirled in place. There were only three of them, Dawn and the others lying in a mess. The old king shuddered, his right hand grasping the handle of the chair beside him, his eyes full of shock. At dawn she stepped out, and with ripples in the air, she stood before the old king. He lowered his head, expressionless.

"I don't care what your reasons are, and I don't care what your intentions are, now, tell me where?" The old king shuddered and looked up at the young Yan army, so powerful, so close. "If, if I had your strength, perhaps, she wouldn't" The voice trembled, and the old king stopped speaking. His face hardened as he inhaled. "The god of the Ming world pinned all my hopes on him, his will is my faith, I would rather die than tell you anything about him, then be it" To Yan's surprise, the old king's tone was unexpectedly strong. "It's funny that you're pinning all your hopes on a flame thief,"

Sneer at. A scumbag like Ming Shishen, a beast, he can't imagine what hope the other party will have. But he had to get the news of the gods. With his right hand, he put a loop around the old king's neck and lifted him up. "My patience with that Ming Shi God scum is limited, you'd better tell me the truth" "Otherwise, no matter what hope you have, no matter what persistence you have, I promise, they will disappear in the next moment" The voice was cold, and there was a feeling of suffocation, which made the old king tremble. But the old king kept his mouth shut and said nothing. Her eyes grew cold, and her hands grew strong again.

"You don't look like a stupid king who believes in an evil flame thief who only knows how to destroy. What's the point? "He tried to break the old king's heart by figuring out his plans. The tip of the latter's tongue had come out of his lips, and the feeling of suffocation made it dizzy, but its lips remained tightly closed. "His goal is to destroy the Yan Army and destroy the World Yan, is this also your dream?"

Yan said casually, but closed his eyes, and the old king's lips became excited. The feeling of hypoxic suffocation made him dizzy, unable to fully control his emotions, and in a near-death situation, he was able to abandon everything. "Not bad! I'm going to destroy the world! "Executioners, dark ones, fools, they all deserve to die!"

"They killed my cute, they all have to die" "What a world fire, they are just an organization of a group of people, outsiders, civilians, in their eyes we are all insects, they are a group of demons"

"I am willing to give everything, my body, my soul, for their destruction!" The old king exclaimed. Yan's eyes were fixed on him, his right hand was released, and the old king fell to the ground. Well, so it's clear. In the distant past, the old king's call for Neuna was attacked by the world's flames. This also annoyed the old king. No, not at all. For years, he has been immersed in revenge, and the worldflame is his worst enemy. As a result, the state severed ties with the outside world, especially with the countries of the world.

This time, the only reason the old king wanted to see Yan and the others was because he was also a sailor. Bondi · What kind of monster is the god of the Ming world, doesn't the old king know? Of course. He was well aware of how many towns and people had been destroyed and killed in a short period of time since he arrived in the Kingdom of Silu. But the old king would rather turn a blind eye, if only for revenge, revenge, then it would be worth it!

For this, he is willing to give everything! He reached an agreement with the other party, willing to provide the other party with enough weapons, willing to use the Xilu country as a temporary base for the other party, and willing to provide all the help for the other party in a crazy way. "You fool, do you think it's really going to help you get revenge?" He's just satisfying his own devastating desires, teaming up with a man who kills without blinking.

"You're a complete fool," quipped. "Blowing up the world is wishful thinking. He can't do whatever he wants" Along the way, Dawn saw too much darkness, too much fear. What happened to the old king must have been a tragedy, but at this moment, there was nothing he could do. "Tell me where he is!"

"Nope! You're going to ruin everything! The old king shouted. He was crazy, even though he didn't think Yan Jun was a match, and he didn't want his hopes to fall on him. "Death! The eyes were very cold. And the old king is willing to pay the same trust in the heart of the office, and in order to kill that guy, he is also willing to give everything, pick up the butcher's knife, and die! But at this moment, the phone worm in Badokan's arms behind him suddenly rang. "We're busy, Dorrens," Badogan whispered.

"What? Have you found the home of the thieves, and Badokan's voice was raised. Before ascending to the throne, the eyes of both Dawn and the old king changed. "Major General, Dorrens asked me to ask if you want to act immediately" "There aren't many of them, and there aren't many Bundy Munishin"

Badogan said quickly. "Tell me the location and the leader," Yan replied. "At the southwest armory in town, led by Binsek" "They were inspecting guns and cartridge casings," Dorrens whispered. I could tell he was very close to his target, and his voice was quiet. Dawn nodded, and a short old man flashed into her encephalitis. "Keep an eye on them, and don't do anything until we arrive," Dawn hung up. Then, squinting at the old king, he waved his hand and said, "Tie him up" The soldiers did so without hesitation, tying up the old king of Silu.

How could you be so careless? The short man sat next to Binsek, smiling cautiously, his forehead covered with sweat. With these guys, you have to worry about your life all the time. It's too much pressure. "Yes, it was a little slower, but it was done very carefully," Binswick finally said, "and there was no problem with the shells." "As a lieutenant captain, he was responsible for many business card purchases, the largest of which was a wide variety of artillery shells, and of course he had a relative knowledge of ammunition. Rest assured, my lord, we will speed things up as well.

"The weapons of the Shilu Kingdom are always reliable," the short man said with relief. "You see, before the old king forbade communication with the World Yan, we were even responsible for a part of the Yan army's armaments, but at that time, they could only get ordinary goods, and these high-quality ammunition could only be given to you and Lord Myoshijin," Binsak heard as he smiled and nodded. He didn't say anything more, just a simple order. "Hurry up, we're in a hurry"

"Yes!" The short man said immediately, knowing that the evil spirit was finally leaving. Along the way, he was afraid that they would find out what the problem was. The last batch of hapless business card managers were brutally murdered by these guys. You know, shell manufacturing is a delicate, dangerous industry. At the same time, the amount demanded by the other side is also very huge, and in this case, the problem is natural. If others, but will not affect the premise of the delivery time, at most a few accusations.

Where did they come from? They killed him. As you can see, the cruelty of these people is insane. Binsek glanced at the ordnance officer again, and after making sure he hadn't missed anything, he took the thief away. Eight tenths of the shells have already been made, and the remaining two-tenths, he predicts, will be completed in two or three days at most. If we hurry, we should be able to catch up with the tea party of the god of the Ming world. Binsek couldn't help but smile slightly when he thought of this. Working with the Shiro Kingdom was an accident. They just wanted to plunder the country, but the king of the other side expressed his willingness to cooperate. After much deliberation, Pinjak agreed that it would undoubtedly be safer to have a country that supported their actions.

In fact, in a short period of time, their flame thief power will be even stronger. Because of this, he was able to get Ming Shishen to hold a tea party. Walking out of the armory, Binsec was ready to take a break, which left him exhausted for a while. At the same time, Dorens's eyes, hidden in the woods around the munitions factory, were immobilized. "Sir, they're moving!" Yan Jun whispered behind his back. I saw it, Binsek. "That guy is leaving," Torrance nodded. "Should we go?" There were only six of them," Yan Jun snapped.