Smith thought for a moment and agreed. Ouyang Dao shook the rose wine bottle in his hand, sat sideways by the fountain, and poured the wine into the fountain. Smith wondered, "Gaia, what do you know about fish farming?" "I don't know anything about fish farming," Ouyang Dao said with a smile to Smith, "I'm just fooling fate" "These fish don't get drunk," said Smith, who was sitting next to Ouyang Dao, "Besides, you can't fool fate when you're drunk, you can only lie to yourself." ”

The two men sat back to back on the edge of the fountain, and soon the wind began to blow, the sky became overcast, the rain began to rattle, and then the two men ran into the main house in confusion. The dinner on the set was sumptuous, and the wind and rain outside did not affect the warm atmosphere inside. At Smith's invitation, the five officers and the private secretary all sat down, and Mr. Gaia, knowing that we had nothing to hide, the butler and secretary unbuttoned their trench coats, revealing a hidden corpse.

Although he knew that it was not easy for housekeepers and secretaries, Ouyang Dao was still amazed by their beauty. Then Ouyang Dao remembered his conversation with Smith, his expression disappeared, and he hurriedly asked Smith: "The last time we met, you were on the side of the two elites?"

The shooting left them dumbfounded, "There was something wrong with one of the departments, and I let them in," Ouyang Dao said, his face pale, ignoring the food and wine on the table, "Which department?" Smith asked hurriedly.

"In the herbal medicine department, my wife used to be in charge. After my wife's death, there was a little fluctuation, so I sent Yanni and E-Z" The expression on Smith's face was still calm, and he seemed to think of something, something hidden deep in his eyes. Smith seemed to calmly say to the captain of the guard on the side: "Mr. Ouyang Dao and I are going to hunt the joint enterprise, and you go to prepare the carriage. "Hearing that Brother Yeny and Ez were sent to the Herb Department, all five of you babes are fidgeting. The burly witch rises and falls on the dining table, tightly surrounding the shootout. "Is this this? The person who shot them looked up and was dumbfounded, seeing his expression, Director Ouyang sighed slightly.

"I have already told you that the women of your house are not simple," said the captain of the guards, who rushed into the rain, knocked on the door of the living room, and poured wind and rain into the room. The captain of the guard was drenched from head to toe in the rain, leaving mud spots on the ground. "Your Majesty, the manor is surrounded by unknown plants, and all exits are blocked by thorny plants!

I've asked my brothers to start slashing with their swords, but the result is not satisfactory for the captain of the guard to look nervous, and the sudden situation makes him feel terrible!

Prosperity. The captain of the guard, who was standing at the door, flew as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, his body flew 78 meters and crashed behind the gunshot. Ouyang Dao looked very serious, he noticed that the captain of the guard of the blacksmith group fainted to the ground, their main business was mining, and they were wearing armor made of second-class materials, but this blow left a deep dent in the armor behind the elite level attack, Ouyang Dao said to himself, you can't do this. If you hit me, I'll be dead After the captain of the guard was shot, his shadow was exposed outside the door.

The five women who surrounded the scene of the shooting were terrified when they saw the man "gela"! "How could it not be me?" The delicate girl who had seen Ouyang Dao had now been stripped of her delicate girl's clothes and was wearing green body armor, "It turned out to be you," Ouyang Dao thought to himself. Now the situation is very bad, judging by his troops and the vice-captain of the report, this is an elite level of a natural witch. Any profession that reaches the elite level exhibits unique and extraordinary characteristics. These characteristics are all within the framework of Kung Fu, can be truly mastered, and passed on through trial and error. The longer the same kung fu has been passed down, the more people have practiced it, and the more extraordinary techniques have been recorded, and it is clear that the mystery of the origins of the current and former Mrs. Smith may be a very mature genre. Like the Yeni and Ez brothers recruited in the shootouts, there is no hereditary Wild Child elite.

Without extraordinary skills, they are likely to fail, even if they face Jira. Now there is not a single elite in the estate. The five women who surrounded the scene of the shooting did not say anything when they saw the visitor, but just began. The clothes of the two of them suddenly appeared, and a set of emerald armor, just like the one just now, appeared on their bodies.

The two female soldiers reached between their tattered clothes on the ground, and the two swords were already in their hands. With a muffled shout, the Muslim guerrillas raised their swords and stabbed directly at Kira, who was standing in the doorway. The remaining three took a handful of seeds from their pockets and scattered them on the ground, each holding a rune, and began to chant.

As a result of the collaboration, four half-human-tall exotic plants emerged, which were physically indistinguishable from ordinary flowers and plants, but with sharp serrations on the leaves and petals. At the doorway, Gila was already wielding a long green whip, tangled with the two men with two swords.

Their weapons technology is clearly superior to that of the Gila, but the huge gap between them makes it impossible for them to be directly attacked by the Gila. He kept trying to attack Jira on the perimeter, only to be repelled again and again by the whipped whip. Four strange flowers were summoned, and at the behest of the remaining three witches, Meng closed the petals. In the blink of an eye, only a few beeps were heard, and four 10-centimeter-long spikes were sprayed out by these strange flowers.

When the two women came forward with two swords to entangle, as they struggled to stop him on the way to the stake, Ouyang Dao watched their dexterous movements, his heart tightened, "This is definitely a genre with a long history," Kira said, four pieces of wooden armor piercing his abdomen. The witch who summoned these strange plants cried out, Jira, stop making useless resistance. What does a thorn do?

You know, surrender at any time!" "Hahaha" The beautiful girl took a few steps forward with charming steps. With a twist of the waist, some of the thorns on the wooden armor fell off. "What!how is that possible?" The rest of the women exclaimed, as if they had seen something absolutely impossible. "What's impossible?" Guerra waved her whip at a female warrior standing aside. Seeing the shadow of the whip coming, the female soldier ducked aside. Then an invisible force suddenly struck from the right side and hit her waist and abdomen.

The tight-fitting wooden armor was shattered, and the fragments were deeply embedded in the white skin. Great pain came, and the actions of the actors were changed. Jira's whip swept across the woman's neck, splattering a stream of blood. The stiff body of the female warrior fell to the ground, reaching out to grab something, and the broken throat made a "haha" sound.

Another female soldier saw this, her eyes reddened, and she began a silent and deadly dash. The wooden floor is full of holes. In front of Gera, a piece of the wooden floor suddenly lifted under her feet, and the female warrior struggled to walk at this moment. He turned to Gila's back and stabbed both swords forward from the lower part of his back. Jira stood there smiling as if nothing had happened, and the woman behind her, the steel knife, was some distance away from her, and then suddenly stopped.

It was as if the thorns were not in front of the air, but in a thin and dense web of entanglements. The farther they went, the tighter the line became, until it stopped two or three centimeters from Jira's skin. No matter how hard you try, you can't move forward anymore. There was another loud bang, and the body of the female soldier was slammed against the wall. The white walls were instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks. The body of the female soldier had fallen, and her back was covered with debris. "Spiritual materialization! Summoned the witch's two large flowers and sat on the ground in despair.

"How? She muttered to herself, her eyes wandering. "How?" How? Jira smiled hatefully and laughed heartily. Unexpectedly, so many people, I was the first to enter the elite Her mouth was cracked wide, and her smile was twisted in the dark rainy night. ”

Didn't you think of that, dear red rose? "Hahahahahaha Jira laughed and waved, appearing on the ground. With a popping sound, three wooden thorns flew out in an instant, ending the lives of the remaining three wizards. A wooden wall was erected at once, and the figures of seven other maids emerged from behind the hail of bullets. "We've opened the wall of thorns at the back door, Smith, run!"

The maids, also in green armor, ran over Smith, their hands pressed against the high wooden wall. The fluctuations inside are working desperately, frantically reinforcing this huge green wooden wall. Seeing their movements, the other three witches, slumped to the ground, stood up together, and pressed their inner-breathing hands against the wooden wall. The strong women turned to Smith and shouted, "Go! Smith was stunned by the change. He stared blankly at the women and said, "You, who are you?" Jira's breath became more and more violent as she crossed the wooden wall, hitting it repeatedly.

The strong woman turned to Smith and shouted, "We are the druids, run fast Ouyang Dao began to run back, dragging the butt of his gun behind them heavily, while saying the same thing in the voice of all the women: "We love you, kill them." ”