Chapter Eighty-Six: Can I Look at Your Ass?

With Debo's guidance, Deborah soon led people to surround Ronald's room. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Reaching out and knocking on the closed iron door a few times, there was the echo of 'bells'.

"Deborah Deborah, what's the matter?" Cowan's questioning voice came from behind.

At that banquet, Cowan was also one of the people who followed Ronald over, although he did not speak, but he had also seen Deborah from afar, so it was not difficult to recognize.

The Hydra Regiment followed, staring at Deborah and the soldiers he had brought with them.

"It turned out to be Captain Cowen, and I came here to ask Captain Morton about something. Deborah turned around, with a kind smile on his face, and said in a kind tone.

"Talk about something? The Prescott family is used to bringing soldiers to talk about things?" Cowan looked at the smile on Deborah's face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt the urge to punch him.

Deborah's eyes were cold, and he chuckled: "Hehe, Captain Cowan really likes to joke." ”

"My axe gun likes to joke too, would you like to get to know him too?" Cowan walked over to Deborah and stood still, lowered his head, and looked at Deborah, who was barely as tall as his chest, with a grim smile on his face.

"Hehe......"

Deborah put his hands behind his back, and his fists were already bursting with fighting energy.

Cowan stood still, his fists condensed.

Both sides, sabre-rattling!

"Squeak~"

The iron door slowly opened, and Ronald stood there dressed neatly: "Cowen, stand down." ”

Cowan snorted coldly, his fighting spirit dissipated, and he turned and walked in front of the group members, his eyes swept over Deborah's body coldly, like a butcher weighing where the pork on the board is better to knife.

"Excuse me, Captain Morton. Deborah looked at Ronald and took the initiative to speak.

"Bringing a gift to the door is called a disturbance...... The chief deacon should be preparing to be detained, right?" Ronald said in a cold tone as his eyes swept over the group of soldiers.

Deborah frowned, he didn't expect Ronald to be more direct than Cowen.

"But it's not right, they want to detain me with such a small number of people? I guess they don't have enough fun for my members. Ronald didn't wait for Deborah to speak, his words were like knives, and he stabbed them into the hearts of those soldiers.

Many soldiers looked at Ronald with annoyed eyes.

The members of the Hydra team also sneered, and their unkind eyes swept over their backs from behind, like pins and needles.

"Captain Morton, I'm here to see only one thing. Deborah stood there, his spine straight as a gun.

"Oh, what's that?"

"I hope Captain Morton can lift my clothes and give me a glimpse of my lower abdomen......"

When the people present heard this, they were stunned, they didn't expect Deborah to make such a stance, just to take a look at the lower abdomen?

Only Ronald knows in his heart that this is because they have doubted themselves, but judging from the current situation, it should be just a simple suspicion, without the slightest evidence.

Since there is no evidence, it is easy to say anything......

Ronald was reassured, with a confident look on his face, and he looked at Deborah without the slightest fear: "Look at my lower abdomen?

"Just a glance at the lower abdomen, a glance, we turn around and go. Deborah didn't back down, and made eye contact with Ronald.

Ronald chuckled, "I don't know exactly what happened, but I'd like to see the deacon's ass right now...... I'm just going to take a look and leave, what do you think, deacon?"

Deborah's face was suddenly covered with frost when he heard this.

The deacon of the prescott family, the head of the foreign affairs, and the master of the silver level for decades, when has he ever been ridiculed like this.

"Is Commander Morton really unwilling to cooperate?" Deborah was like frost, and his eyes were cold and scary.

Ronald's eyes moved slightly: "Chief Deacon, you are leading people to block my door like this and ask me to lift my clothes to show you, do you think I agree or disagree?"

Deborah pursed her lips, glanced at the soldiers behind her and the members of the Winter Mercenary Group, and nodded slightly: "It's me who is too anxious, but this matter is very important, and I am also on the orders of Young Master Fei Rui to do things, I hope that Commander Morton can cooperate." ”

"Can I find out what's going on?" Ronald asked.

"I'm sorry, but this is a family secret, and I can't tell you. Deborah shook his head and refused: "However, Young Master Fei Rui promised that he would definitely compensate Commander Morton afterwards, and I hope your group can understand." ”

"Since Your Excellency Fei Rui said so, I can't refuse. Ronald had a look of embarrassment on his face, and those who were not familiar with him would probably think that he could not resist the benefits of Fei Rui's promise, so he was ready to compromise.

didn't know that Ronald already wanted to laugh out loud at this time.

With that, Ronald stretched out his hand and lifted his clothes, revealing a muscular abdomen, only to see the six-pack abs contrastingly arranged, and the skin was smooth and delicate, like jade.

Deborah's eyes were like electricity, and he quickly swept across Ronald's abdomen, his eyes first subconsciously revealing a trace of doubt, and then regained his composure.

"Is that okay?" Ronald asked, putting down his clothes.

"Excuse me, the Prescott family will surely have an apology afterwards. Deborah regained a kind look on his face.

Deborah had come to personally check Ronald's abdomen for the scars left by the magic hit, and now it seems, let alone the scars...... Ronald's skin is smooth and delicate, comparable to the best-maintained maiden among the aristocracy.

In this way, doubts are naturally dispelled.

"Is the chief deacon going back?" Ronald asked, pulling his clothes on, a smile on his face.

Deborah didn't doubt him, and nodded: "Yes." ”

"In that case, let the chief deacon help me bring something back, lest I have to make another trip. ”

"Oh, what'......?"

Before Deborah finished speaking, his face changed instantly, two fine lights shot out of his eyes, his arms were crossed his chest, and his fighting spirit was released with all his might.

Ronald punched Deborah without using his weapon, but the Ice Abyss's fighting spirit exploded with all his strength, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped...... The ground, the walls, the iron gates, the roof, and even the armor on those soldiers all condensed a layer of white frost under the strong low temperature of the Ice Abyss.

As the main target of the Ice Abyss's fighting spirit, Deborah was the most uncomfortable, only to see him with his arms crossed in front of him, blocking Ronald's fist. But the Ice Abyss Fighting Qi on his fist was the strongest, and a piece of cold ice spread along his arm, as if it had covered him with a layer of armor made of solid ice.

Although Deborah's fighting spirit exploded with all his strength and was able to break the layer of solid ice on his arm, the ice abyss's fighting energy seemed to be endless, and if Deborah's fighting spirit broke a little, new solid ice would cover it again.

The two forces were frozen there, and in the end, neither could help the other......

Deborah looked at Ronald with a shocked expression, although he had long known that Ronald was a silver-level strength, but when he personally fought it, he realized the domineering and terrifying fighting spirit of the ice abyss.

"Captain Morton definitely won't be that person...... Although they are all ice-type fighting spirits, they are too far apart. Deborah mentally confirmed this.

Sighing secretly, Deborah suddenly put away his fighting spirit of resistance, and let the fighting spirit of the ice abyss invade and slaughter with it.

However, as soon as Deborah's fighting spirit retreated, Ronald's Ice Abyss fighting spirit followed closely and also retracted.

The two of them each took a step back, and neither continued the stalemate. However, in the eyes of outsiders, it was Deborah's arm covered with ice, which was obviously a small loss.

Deborah shook his arms, and the ice cracked, peeling and falling layer by layer, and both arms were unharmed.

"Retire!" Deborah said with an apologetic look on his face.

"Not anymore!" Ronald stood still with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.