"Othello, you're ......"

Without waiting for Othello to get closer, Bishop Pige had already rushed over first, grabbed the opponent's arm and shouted loudly, saliva flying and immediately sprayed Othello in the face.

Even because he was so anxious in his heart that Pige's big fat hands had been deeply buckled into Othello's muscles, he didn't know it.

Poor Othello first had the honor of enjoying a "saliva bath", and the strong breath of the other party almost made him faint, followed by a piercing pain in his arms, and even his bones began to make a burst of overwhelming creaking sounds.

To say that although this dead fat man is in a high position, but this hand is really not small, the most important thing is that Othello really dare not resist, for fear that a dead fat man will be completely angered, and then he will become a punching bag aggrieved.

Fortunately, although this Othello was carried away for a while because of anxiety, his mind was still calm, and he quickly realized that something was wrong from the other party's faintly deformed and sweaty expression, and immediately let go of his hands.

It was only after taking a step back that a pair of small eyes immediately opened to the size of a wheel, glaring at Othello fiercely, and it seemed that if he did not give him a satisfactory explanation, this fat man would definitely not give up!

"Bishop, I am guilty!

After taking a deep breath, this Othello also knew that stretching out his head was also a knife, and shrinking his head was even more a knife, so he simply knelt on the ground with one knee and half half.

"I have failed your trust, and the army of the walking dead is too cunning, so I can only save these people even if I try my best to kill!"

"Holy!"

I saw that Pig's huge body was constantly shaking like a tumbler, and it was not until he finally crumbled that he barely stabilized his figure, but his fat face was suffocated to purple, and it took a long time to hold back the foul mouth of these two words.

I'm guilty of your sister!

At this time, Pig's anger was so bad! I really wanted to rush up and kick Othello to death! So many people only escaped back so little, and all of them hung up the lottery, and a few of them obviously only had half a breath left, what difference is this from the annihilation of the whole army?

You know, among the mercenaries of the Tempest Mercenary Regiment, there are quite a few knights from the Temple of Light!

Don't look at the beginning, although there were casualties in the Tempest Mercenary Group, but Bishop Pige still looked calm and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, it was because the damage was all his Othello's people, and his own people were still in the rear so they did not suffer the slightest loss, what did he Pigg have to worry about?

It's just that in today's view, even his own people will inevitably be affected, and may even be wiped out, so where can Pigg bear it?

After all, this is the foundation of his foothold in the Ukrainian province in the future! And now that he has been squandered by Othello, a loser, why should he fight against the Iron and Blood Academy in the future?

"Your Excellency, please be calm and listen to me first!"

Seeing that Bishop Pige was about to go completely furious, Leng Feng suddenly stood up and spoke.

"Master Cold Wind, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly!"

He was still extremely interested in Cold Wind Pig, so after he spoke, no matter how angry Pig was, he still suppressed the anger in his heart and said.

"In my opinion, this matter is extremely unusual, being able to swallow two groups of people in a short period of time proves that this necromancer is definitely prepared, and it is still necessary to quickly mobilize reinforcements to support, otherwise the situation will be even more critical!"

"Master Cold Wind is right, I'll send someone to mobilize reinforcements immediately!"

Othello, who was still half-kneeling, sprang up like a spring on his body at this time, and then hurriedly went to the back to arrange.

If you want to say that the current Othello really doesn't dare to stay here, for fear that Bishop Pige will get angry again and use himself as a punching bag, then he will be really sad.

Now that I know I'm in a hurry, why did I go earlier?

Looking at Othello's distant back, Leng Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said in his heart.

If this guy hadn't been in a hurry to achieve success and was greedy for success, then how could he have been hit by the enemy's fist? So now let alone Pig, even Leng Feng would have wanted to slaughter this guy.

Although this cold wind did not say this, the faintly revealed dissatisfaction still fell in the eyes of Bishop Pige on the side.

What a shrewd person Bishop Pig is? He immediately understood what Leng Feng was thinking, but now he was extremely sympathetic to Leng Feng's thoughts!

Of course, Bishop Pige still selectively forgot that the reason why he let the team be greedy for merit in the first place was actually that he should also bear a lot of responsibility, but as a superior person, how could he remember this?

Poor Othello didn't know at this time that he had become an outcast in the heart of Bishop Pig, and was about to be abandoned!

However, to say that this Othello can achieve his current position, there is no doubt about his ability, it didn't take much effort at all, and the people and horses carefully selected by him had already left in three ways, and they went to move the rescue troops towards the Iron Blood Academy, the Bright Church Branch, and the Ukrainian Provincial Governor's Palace.

"Master Cold Wind, where are you going?"

Seeing that Othello had arranged all this, before Bishop Pige could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly found that the cold wind had turned around and walked in the direction of the dense forest, which made him hurry over to block it.

Bishop Pige can be said to have suffered a heavy loss, although it is not enough to destroy all the arrangements in the Ukrainian province, but it is also extremely painful, and now he can't bear the slightest loss at all, so seeing that Leng Feng wants to leave, how can he let it?

You must know that cold wind is an extremely important chess piece for yourself in the future, and even now, it is the God of Wealth who is related to your own fortune plan, so it is absolutely impossible to lose.

"Master Cold Wind, please don't be impatient! It is estimated that it will not be long before reinforcements arrive!"

In Othello's heart, he wished that the cold wind would also quickly follow in the footsteps of his own people, and it was best to be made into a walking corpse by the cruel necromancer, just to befriend Bishop Pig, no matter how unwilling he was in his heart, this guy still came up to persuade him in a fake way.

Looking at Othello in front of him, who looked like he was smiling and not smiling, Leng Feng couldn't wait to rush up and strangle him to death, even though Leng Feng spent a lot of effort to suppress that impulse, but he still glared at Othello angrily.

The undisguised cold air and killing intent in his eyes made Othello's heart feel inexplicably cold, and then he took several steps back in shock.

After glaring at Othello fiercely and not daring to step forward, Leng Feng reluctantly smiled and said to Bishop Pige on the side.

"Lord Bishop, I'm still a little worried, so I think it's better to go over and see for yourself!"

You must know that there is still Xiaoxue among the missing people, and now that she doesn't know her life and death, she makes the cold wind almost want to fly to her side immediately, and she is not willing to delay any more moment.

Seeing that the worry on Leng Feng's face didn't look like a fake, and thinking of the young and beautiful girl in the team of the Iron and Blood Academy before, Pig immediately woke up!

Knowing that even if he stopped him, he might not be able to do much, Bishop Pige said after weighing it in his heart for a moment.

"Well, since Master Cold Wind has to go, then I'll just accompany you!"

"This! Bishop, you are a golden man, and you are also responsible for the overall deployment in the future, how can you personally get involved in danger? This is absolutely unattainable!"

Leng Feng didn't expect this dead fat man to be so righteous, and immediately refused after being slightly stunned.

"It's okay!"

I saw that Bishop Pige waved his hand very indifferently and said.

"Master Cold Wind, don't you think that I can sit in this position because of luck, just a necromancer, but it's not enough for me!

"In that case, please be cautious, and if you find that the situation is not good, please leave me alone as soon as possible, after all, this place is really inseparable from you!"

Leng Feng didn't expect that he underestimated the other party's determination, so he simply stopped stopping and hurriedly said.

In fact, where does Leng Feng not know? Even if he doesn't say it, once he finds out that the situation is not good, then this dead fat man will definitely run faster than a rabbit, and he won't care about himself at all! Therefore, he didn't expect the other party to help at all, as long as he didn't cause trouble at the critical moment.

After all, in his opinion, except for himself, if the price is enough, then everyone can be abandoned at any time.

The reason why I insist on working with the cold wind is mainly to hold the hope of being able to protect the safety of the cold wind as much as possible.

After all, his weight in his heart is very heavy, not to mention far away, just say that the benefits he brings to himself in the future are enough to take a risk for him, of course, such a premise is still based on the premise of his absolute safety.

Although he thought so in his heart, but hearing Leng Feng say this, it still made Pige feel very moved, and he saw that the big hand of the dead fat man patted Leng Feng's shoulder hard, although he didn't say it in his mouth, but the meaning in his small eyes was obvious.

"Boy, I'm optimistic about you!"