Chapter 108: Reunion

Along the way, Rayvet didn't say a word about what had just happened, and Abraham and Abraham still affectionately called each other brothers, but both of them knew that something had changed.

Revent needs a powerful jump, and he needs to keep the mercenary group's heavy weight, that's all.

In the casual chatter along the way, the group came to the headquarters of the Split Sky, because of the conflict with the sky these days, there was a serious and tense atmosphere around them.

Abraham greeted the mercenaries respectfully, and entered the hall with a bold smile on his face.

"Dear friend! You're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time! ”

The smiling Lei Wente had just stepped into the doorway of the hall with one foot, and a familiar and elegant voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and his tone hung just the right amount of excitement, which made people feel a little bit of bad feeling.

But Abraham found that Revent's pupils that had not fluctuated too much emotion since just now instantly stood up, and the smile on his face disappeared directly, leaving only the coldness that penetrated the bones.

"Let me introduce you! This is my best friend back then, Shawshank. ”

Abraham stepped forward and introduced with a smile, trying to temper the sudden change. The expressions of these two people were too far apart, one was full of enthusiasm, and the other was cold resentment. Now that the Heavens Splitting Situation can't afford to lose a powerful ally for no apparent reason.

But his efforts were obviously in vain, and Revent didn't have any reaction at all, his eyes just staring at Shawshank with his arms outstretched and smiling gracefully.

"It's you 。。"

The simple two words seemed to be squeezed out of the teeth, with a clear hatred.

The Shawshank in front of him didn't seem to have any consciousness of his tone, but clapped his hands in surprise and continued to speak in that magnetic voice.

"My dear friend! I didn't think you'd remember me! Our reunion is really fateful! ”

"Yes! It's really fateful so you can. Die. ”

Rayvet narrowed his eyes and said coldly. The same words contained diametrically opposite meanings, and in the moment he finished speaking, he had already disappeared in place, and the air in a straight line between the two of them rang out with a crazy popping and twisting sound.

Like a stack of furious tornadoes, it drowned directly towards the still nonchaliant Shawshank. At the moment of seeing him, any planning, all the gains and losses have been thrown away by Lei Wente, it doesn't matter if you fail, kill him, you must kill him!

All that's left in my mind is this one and only tumble!

Everyone around was dumbfounded by this sudden change, no one expected that Thunder would suddenly turn his face in the headquarters of the Split Heaven, and no one had time to stop it, and maybe no one could stop it.

But the Shawshank in front of him still didn't say anything, as if the angry attack in front of him seemed to him to be just a friendly greeting, raised his eyebrows, and said bluntly.

"Your friend's resurrection method. I know! ”

With a 'bang', Revent's fist stopped in front of Shawshank, and the frantic air currents made his hair flutter. Completely violating the flow of power, he stopped attacking stiffly, and the reflected damage caused Thundert's fist to crack a large area of blood, and in an instant, the whole was dyed blood red, and it fell to the ground in a winding drip.

"What is it..."

Quivering lips, he asked coldly. But in his tone, there was anxiety that everyone else could hear.

At this time, Shawshank put away his smile instead, with a sad and painful face, as if he had been betrayed by his most trusted friend.

"I didn't think that the best friend I was looking forward to is treating me like this now, it makes me so sad, you kill me, my life has lost its meaning!"

But the corners of the grinning mouth are filled with inadvertent arcs.

This kind of behavior instantly reminded Lei Wente of how bad the essence of this thing is under the elegant mask.

Take a deep breath of cold breath and spit out the residue within. Revent's face turned into a look of great excitement, and he contracted his chest vigorously as if he had been questioned as a knight of the Queen.

"My dear friend! How can you question our friendship like that, can't you see that this is just a harmless joke, your behavior disappoints me so much. ”

** The naked upside down rake, which was understated by Lei Wente. This thing wasn't a good thing after all, a harmless joke? If Shawshank had said it just now, that fist would have definitely been in close contact with his fragile head.

Now he looks like he has just been wronged, and a big hand stained with blood is directly pressed on Shawshank's snow-white shoulder clothes, and he is happy to wipe it.

Seeing that the clothes he had just changed turned into a typical scrap, Shawshank's smile finally couldn't be maintained, and the corners of his mouth froze to the side with twitching. He found out that no one could play with this thing.

Because he is shameless at all.

"It turns out that you are joking with your uncle, you scared me to death just now."

At this time, Vivien jumped up and ran over from the side, looking frightened, and said like a rabbit.

And Abraham, who was stunned for a long time by the shamelessness of these two goods, finally reflected, and walked forward to play the round with a smile, but he could see it. Joke? It's pure.

"However, uncle, how can you and Dad both call the master a best friend, he is obviously about the same age as Vivian, so people don't want to call him uncle too."

Suddenly, Vivien hesitated for a long time, blushing and pretending to protest casually, but in her heart she had a small calculation that she knew.

Even if she knew Rewente's name, she still liked to call him a master, because it was her own unique name.

Abraham was stunned for a moment, glanced at his daughter and Revent, and was about to open his mouth to scold Vivien for not knowing the rules. Shawshank on the side rolled his eyes, suddenly showed a wicked smile, patted Vivian's head, and said approvingly.

"My niece is right! This generation is not messed up. Although we hit it off at first sight, Xiaoyou and her niece are also friends. That's it, I'll suffer a little loss, and give this title to my niece, do you say it's good, good nephew! ”

“。。。。”

The corners of Leiwente's eyebrows twitched, and he almost slapped him directly without a mouthful. Virtuous nephew, who is your virtuous nephew... You old bastard, wait for me to ask everything and see if I don't kill you.