Chapter Forty-Eight: The Game of Rawls and the Dragon

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"Huh?"

Poole turned his head and looked at the expressionless old man in white who suddenly appeared behind him at some point, and frowned slightly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If the ordinary middle-level personnel of the Abyss Mercenary Group encountered this situation, they would definitely be annoyed and angry and couldn't calm down, what is the situation now? When did their Abyss Mercenary Group fall to the point of being bullied by a little ghost and an old man? And this is still in Tagus City, in their base camp! It's simply disgraceful, it's unbearable, it's unbearable!

However, it is obvious that Poole is much more mature and calm, and he did not make an arbitrary decision immediately, but forcibly restrained himself from getting angry after making an analysis from his heart in an instant, looked at the old man in white, and said in a low but polite voice:

"Your Excellency, you should know who we are, please don't interfere with my official duties, the Abyss Mercenary Group is grateful. ”

The entire forty-first basement floor of the Alchemy Hall was blocked by three teams of mercenaries from the Abyss Mercenary Regiment, and even a fly could not fly in. So the question is, where did this old man come from? There may be only one -- less than fifty floors underground!

Only those who came up from the fifty floors below could appear directly in the forty-first floor, which was located at the bottom of the blockade, and if that was the case......

"This person's identity should be unusual, he can appear quietly by my side, and his strength is unfathomable, so it's better to be careful. ”

With such an expectation in his heart, Poole's eyes kept staring at this uninvited guest, hoping that he would have some scruples after hearing the name of the Abyss Mercenary Group, and retreat, and everyone would save them any more trouble. However, it is clear that things are not as simple as he imagined.

From the first time he saw the old man in white, Rawls recognized him, and he was a little surprised when he raised his left eyebrow, but his heart was also stable. With this guy here, he's not afraid he'll get into trouble for Curry.

This person is none other than the mysterious old man who had previously been ordered by Saren to take Curry to the Killer Guild - Boyar.

Originally, I was just going to the ninety-third floor of the Alchemy Hall today to deal with some things, but I didn't expect to encounter such a dramatic situation when I returned. Originally, with his temperament, he would not care about such idle matters, but when he saw Rawls, he immediately changed his mind without hesitation and chose to shoot directly.

Whether it was as a friend of the president or his own special true identity, boyar did not allow Rawls to have an accident in front of his eyes. And this is the more important of the two reasons.

Seeing that Poole didn't let go of Rawls as he asked, Boyar's eyelids moved, he stopped talking nonsense, and the hand that grabbed Poole's shoulder suddenly exerted force, and directly threw Poole out like a chicken!

"You...... You are. Poole fell to the ground in embarrassment, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, staggered to his feet, waved his hand to stop the mercenaries under his command who wanted to take action, and looked at Boyar who was standing indifferently beside Rawls without blinking, and it was hard to hide the shock in his eyes: "You are a saint-level powerhouse!"

Just now, the moment Boyar threw himself out, he clearly felt the terrifying power hidden in Boyar's body that was as unfathomable and terrifying as the ocean, and he was not allowed to resist at all!

Saint-level powerhouse!

As soon as Poole said this, not only the mercenaries present were shocked, but even An Linka covered her small mouth lightly, and looked at Boyar and Rawls, who had become the center of all attention, in disbelief, and blinked with big eyes. She really didn't expect that Rawls, who usually looked brainless, not only was he strong, but he also knew a saint-level powerhouse!

Taking a deep breath, Poole closed his eyes to heal the injuries in his body, and when he raised his head to look at Boyar again, his face was filled with more respect.

The strong will be respected wherever they are, this is the eternal law of this world, even if Tagus City is the territory of the Abyss Mercenary Regiment, it will not be an exception. But...... Having said that, even so, Tagus City is still Tagus City, it is, the territory of the Abyss Mercenary Regiment!

"My lord, please forgive the villain just now for having no eyes and bumping into the adult. Since this person is a companion of the adult, I believe that his suspicion should be reduced, but ......" Poole's gaze swept to Rawls, and flashed slightly: "There are still them, so, according to the ban set up by the Abyss Mercenary Group in Tagus City, it should be taken away for investigation! Please don't embarrass the Abyss Mercenary Group!"

Poole is also out of the question, whether it's anger or devotion to his duties, no matter what, it can't just be just like that! Originally, mercenaries were a group of hot-blooded lords who cut down the king of Hades, and in their hearts, if they could rank second, they couldn't be first, and the first might be wine, a woman, a brother, or glory, but it couldn't be their own little life! There was only one reason -- the mercenary's life was worthless!

What's more, he really didn't believe that anyone would dare to do anything out of the ordinary to the law enforcement officers of the Abyss Mercenary Group in Tagus City!

Looking at Poole, who had never said a really soft word and vowed not to admit defeat, Rawls nodded in admiration in his heart. It is worthy of the command of the giant whale king Lansar, if the people of the Abyss Mercenary Group are like him, then this force is really terrifying.

"Abyss Mercenary Group ......"

Looking at Poole, who was staring at him without flinching, Boyar was silent for a while, and finally raised his eyelids and nodded slightly.

"That's it. ”

"Your Excellency. ”

Poole's face was overjoyed, and just when he thought Boyar was finally willing to give in, his face suddenly changed.

“...... Forcing the tone into a line. Looking at Boyar's slightly moving lips, Rawls raised his eyebrows slightly: "This is the Terran sound transmission technique?"

"Originally, as you are, you are not qualified to let me talk to you about this. Looking at Poole with sweaty eyes flashing on his forehead, Boyar's face did not change at all: "In fact, you don't even have the qualifications to talk to me, and now that I have given enough face to the Abyss Mercenary Group, do you know what to do." ”

"Yes...... Got it. ”

I don't know what Boyar said to Poole, in short, Poole seems to have completely given up all thoughts about Rawls, and even when he looks at Rawls, there is a faint flash of fear in his eyes, and Anlinka on the side is surprised.

"What did you say to him, old man?"

Looking at Poole, who was no longer pestering himself, Rawls stroked his chin and groaned, elbowed Boyar on the side of the pestle, and asked.

"Said something that needed to be said. ”

Boyar's voice was calm, and he looked at Rawls with expressionless squinted eyes: "Aren't you leaving?"

"If I wanted to go, I would have left a long time ago. The corners of Rawls's mouth curled slightly, his arms were folded in front of his chest, his golden eyes looked at the kneeling statue of Ximeier not far away, his eyes flashed, his back left the pillar for the first time, and he stood up:

"Don't you think this murderer is funny if you dare to kill someone in front of me, or use such a creative method?"

Boyar followed Rawls's gaze to the girl's golden statue, his gaze moved slightly, and he did not speak.

"This game, played until now, has finally begun to officially enter the climax, how can you just give up halfway...... Not to mention ......"

Tilting his head and looking at Boyar with golden pupils, Rawls's face suddenly showed a somewhat distorted smile, quite creepy:

"What's more, the dragon is a curious creature......"

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