Bear Lord Volibear

Bron imagined Nidalee shooting a long salted fish through the enemy with a glance. The picture was so beautiful that he didn't dare to look at it.

"The enemy does not move, I do not move. If the enemy moves, the strategy shifts."

Rengar spoke concisely, stroking the saw on his hand. This was the only weapon he had in hand at the moment. No other weapons were brought in.

"Does it mean that I don’t have to endure it? When I think of their trembling expressions and desperate screams, I get goosebumps with excitement. I really feel really good. The screams after the laughter It makes me look forward to it. It’s been a long time since I’ve been excited. I have to say that baby bear is indeed a bear who understands art. What kind of trick is better next time..."

The clown is the least nervous person among all the people. While mumbling everyone's horrifying words, he exaggerated his teeth, which is both funny and scary.

At this moment, they heard a familiar roar, and in the ears of two big cats who could understand animal language, they clearly heard a bear begging for help.

"Hey, come out and help, dying to death."

There is a situation!?

Two figures, one gray and one yellow, rushed out like the wind. After a day of nervousness, Bloom also lifted his shield and ran out. He was ready to face thousands of troops. After all, he never expected to deal with the faceless crow. It is not surprising that tens of thousands of people can encircle and suppress themselves if they can resolve the issue peacefully.

But apart from the door, all he saw was the rush of a bear pulling a cart, and it was not the wounded or slave that was pulling on the cart, but a dozen steaming roasted lamb wrapped in giant banana leaves. !

"What's the matter, didn't you go to negotiate?"

Bron asked with his chin not close together, and the huge shield dropped to the ground causing the passersby to feel nervous.

"Yes, Mr. Arow is too enthusiastic, and the host and guest are full of enthusiasm. He thinks you are still hungry, so he packed you up for takeaway by the way.

Ari reluctantly raised his smile, but seeing the twitching of the corner of his mouth, he was already powerless to complain.

[Come and come, one for each person. This is a one-month-old lamb. It is very tender, with a goose stuffed in it. It tastes delicious, but there is not enough.

Volibear held up a sign and enthusiastically distributed food to the confused left-behind personnel. Even the soldiers and Bron volunteers who Ari brought to help drive the car and the volunteers were no exception. The salivating and contented expression seemed to be the three of them. It's really just as easy as a meal.

Although this lamb does look alike, is it time for food?

Bron pulled the feasting bear and others into the tent and asked eagerly.

"These were from the old man. What did he say, did he know our purpose? How did he react? Looking at the gift, did he still give in."

[Why do you have so many questions, can’t you talk after eating? I’ve been chatting for almost three hours just now, I have eaten a bite of rice, I’m almost hungry]

As soon as Volibear raised the sign, Ahri took it and complained.

"Your body fat won't starve you even if you don't eat ten meals. Come on, I don't know where to start."

[Sun, let me take a bite first.

[We must have exposed, the reaction is how far you can roll me, let me take a JB step, we didn't know where to drink milk when his old man went through the rivers and lakes.

"Why do you still have a leisure time to eat! The plan to help the slaves escape is bankrupt, they will come over at any time, and the food does not know if it is poisonous."

The one who is most eager to rescue slaves here is Bron, who almost jumped when he heard the bad news.

But Volibear pressed it down.

[Fear of hair, eat according to meals, act according to drama, continue as planned.

"But didn't you say that we were exposed..." Bloom asked in surprise.

[Yes, we are exposed, but the plan is not exposed]

Volibear said it for granted, and Bron was confused.

The real plan was only known to Volibear and Ari. The others generally only made suggestions and reference and no one saw the final plan. So Yasuo thought it was a beheading, Bron thought it was a rescue, and the clown simply thought It is to subvert the regime.

"The original plan, have you prepared any backup plan?"

[No, I just have one plan.

Volibear wrote innocently, blinking.

At this moment, the ground trembled and swelled slightly, Rengar swiftly lifted the stool and was about to smash it on the suddenly bulging soil bag, but the stool in his hand was held by Volibear.

The nervous people all took a step back when they saw the mud pack and thought it was a faceless crow attacking, but after the mud pack swelled up, it suddenly sank, revealing a pit that was wide and deep.

A sturdy tree root sticks out of the hole and appears in front of everyone. At the end of the tree root sits who is not Zyra!

"Luck is not rough, it seems I haven't been discovered yet."

"After all, we are working hard on the ground, noisy, plus Planck's continuous cannon, otherwise you can hear all the movements under the ground as long as you are not deaf." Ari's originally slightly depressed expression swept away. Empty, her eyes are sly and glorious, she is a cunning Miss Fox, and her plan is not that simple.

Their noise and noise was nothing more than a cover for Zyra's movement under the ground.

"What about things,"

"Here, it's so heavy. If I didn't bring these things, I could dig the tunnel early this morning."

Zyra’s tree roots rolled out three large iron boxes from the pit. Inside, they contained Volibear’s armor, Rengar’s weapon, Bron’s belt, the Joker’s murder props, etc., and the three After the big iron box, she came and pulled out a tall ice block exuding cold air. The ice block was the secret weapon that they depended on most during their trip and was invincible.

[The old man did drive us away, but why should we listen to him.

The brand flipped.

[The actors have just arrived, and the script has just begun. Let us present him with a grand performance that will end the era of slavery]

[The performance has just begun]

Chapter 58: Better to Dance

The evening is dim, the sun is sinking, and it’s dinner time in White Raven City

The old man did not go home for dinner, but continued to stay in the mansion and watched the briefings one after another, rubbing his temples tiredly. Today, don’t look at him talking and laughing, he is the most nervous one, after all, a group of destruction The amazing guy in his city opened his mouth to ask him not to engage in the slave trade. How could he have a time to relax.

And not only did the group of staff and brothers under his staff not help her out of her worries, they also made him feel pained by the quarrel between you and me.

"The group of pirates didn't know if they had any contact with them, after all, the timing of their appearance was too coincidental."

"What is the connection and how is it, who can we fight with the two enemies? Planck’s Underworld is a ship from the age of God, even if it can’t be beaten, it can run away. If the bear really does it with him, you can guarantee it. Wouldn't it be higher than the castle to trample on us."

"Then we are shrinking like a tortoise, this is our territory, how can we allow them to do anything wrong."

"You don't allow it, then you go, the ghosts can see that they must be planning something, but since people have not torn their faces now, we have to find sins, in my opinion, as long as we strictly guard against them, they will be ashamed when they hit a wall. I will retreat when it is difficult."

"Then they don't leave or fight. We spent our entire life with him."

"It's simple. If we have a territory, they don't. As long as we send someone to do something in that bear's house and tell him, I won't believe him not going home."

The old man looked at the triumphant old brother Bage, who was able to come up with a solution, and was still comforting his successor. He was preparing to order the troops to make trouble with the troops. A young man with a strange face eagerly entered the meeting room. , Interrupted the heated discussion.

The old man remembered this man. He and more than thirty faceless ravens were responsible for monitoring the circus. His appearance represented something worth mentioning.