"Fishman Karate, Sharka Shoken!"

Crash! The guard fell into the sewage and struggled to get up, only to fall to the ground again after standing up.

Moblon put his arm around Fia in one hand and the steel railing in the other. He craned his neck and looked out, almost thinking it was another nightmare!

"Mo Brown! Mo Brown! ”

"We're here to save you!"

It wasn't until the second shout that Mo Brown came back to his senses. This is the voice of the Fishman Street partner, who grew up together and begged for life together, he is too familiar with it!

"I'm here! I'm here! ”

"Here, here!"

Fia shouted for help.

Mo Blanc's loud voice came through the rain curtain, and freedom was only a wall away.

The fish-man knocked down the wall with his hands and walked in through the scattered bricks!

There were more than a dozen of them, most of them fishmen, but there were also a few sturdy humans.

The red-skinned snapper fish-man standing in the midst of them was none other than Fisher Tiger.

"You kid! I knew you wouldn't die so easily! ”

The familiar fish-man ran forward and smiled, and that smile actually made Mo Brown feel like he was suddenly out of the world.

"Get out of the way, watch me split the cage!"

The fish-man said, a few clicks, and the chains didn't move.

"Get out of the way, let me come!" A human shouted.

He wore samurai braids, but he was topless, and he held a sword in one hand.

The sword flashed, and the chains fell.

The samurai stood up, let out a long breath, and gestured to Mo Blanc please.

Mo Brown was slightly stunned, and with the samurai's kind smile, he opened the door of the iron cage.

The usual noises that wake people up from nightmares were so pleasant at this time, and Mo Brown stepped out of the cage.

"Are we free, Mobraun!" Fia in the crook of Moblan's arm asked.

"Yes, we are free!" Mo Brown replied.

"It's too early to tell!" The serious snapper fish-man said, "Can you fight?" Mo Brown! ”

"No problem, Brother Tygo!"

"Then come with me and save more of my compatriots!"

"Yes!"

Mo Brown felt his blood boil after a long silence. He ran out of the slave yard with his own people, following in the footsteps of Big Brother Tiger.

At this time, Fia secretly poked Mo Brown's chest, causing the fish-man to lower his head.

"Mo Brown, what should Qiu Lin do, he asked us to wait for him!"

"yes...... Qiu Lin!"

Mo Blanc's pace slowed.

"Big Brother Tiger!"

"Huh?" Fisher Tiger turned his head

"I'm going to save someone, to the mansion of the Celestial Dragons!"

Fisher Tiger looked at him in silence.

"Have you thought about it? Almost all the escort forces are concentrated in the mansion of the Draconians, and our purpose is to rescue more compatriots, and it is impossible to be with you. ”

"Think about it, I'm going!"

"Mo Brown!" The good fishman looked at him puzzled.

"Because we're friends who have been in the rain together!" Mo Brown laughed.

"Can you run with her, big brother!"

Mobley gestured to the little human girl he was holding in the crook of his arm.

"Mo Brown! I'm going to be with you! ”

"Don't be willful, Fia, I'll bring Qiu Lin back. When the time comes, the three of us will sing together on the boat. ”

"Don't!" Tears welled up in the girl's eyes. She hugged the fish-man's arm tightly, but was pulled away and hugged by the human warrior who couldn't look at him.

"I'll protect her!"

The samurai made a decision for Tiger, and some of the fishmen were not happy, and in such a fierce escape battle, this little human girl would be a great burden.

"Take this well, throw it when you encounter an invincible enemy, and it will explode."

Fisher Tiger took some of the bombs that the clown gave him and gave them to Mobley. After a short pause, he could already hear orderly footsteps. The footsteps were not of the runaway slaves.

"A Thousand Blows of Water!"

Fisher Tiger, with a knife in his hand, struck the rain curtain, and the water met his strength, gathering into a dozen thin columns of high-pressure water, surging through the agents who were ambushed in the corner.

The fish-man roared and fought with the ambushed agents, and Fisher Tiger wielded a masterful fish-man karate, with each blow sending an agent flying upside down with a broken bone.

Mo Brown took a few steps back, turned around and ran in the other direction, which was the direction of the Draco Mansion. He climbed hundreds of times on this road with the Draconians, and fantasized thousands of imaginaries of escaping.

All this was all too familiar, and he skillfully used the terrain to evade the city guards who were grabbing slaves, and soon came to the front of the tall courtyard walls of the Draconian's mansion.

The gate is guarded by two CP agents, and Mo Brown intends to jump over the wall to avoid them!

He was going well, and the dragon's roar caught all the agents' attention and made them uneasy.

"Tianlong people like to watch Qiu Lin's performances when they eat, so the first place, the restaurant!"

It was still going well, and the agents moved to a safer place with the Draconians.

Mo Brown stepped into the restaurant, and there was blood on the floor, dripping like someone had cut his hand.

Mo Brown followed the bloodstains, step by step, in the direction of the dining table.

He vaguely saw something, but he couldn't be sure.

I should have read it wrong! He thought.

His body trembled and he slowed down.

But he took a step forward, and then he staggered there, and fell to his knees.

His hands, pinching his thighs, almost pulled out two large pieces of flesh.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the grim scene in front of him.

It was a puddle of flesh mixed with broken bones and green cloth......

The guards spotted the intruder and were rushing towards the restaurant. Mo Blanc clenched the bomb in his hand, ready to die with them.

At this moment, the dragon roared, and the surging dragon flames instantly scorched the flesh and blood of the guards.

The sound of the wind waving the dragon's wings brought the clown's hysterical laughter

"Ahhh......h

The flames burned in front of him, and a magical mist evaporated, and the air already smelled of burning.

For some reason, the angry, grief-stricken, hateful Mo Brown cracked his mouth, his sharp teeth and bright red gums exposed to the light.

He...... Laugh out loud!