Fantasy game evolution

"Come in." No one knocked on the door, but Randy took the initiative to say this.

With the owner's permission, Lloyd opened the door softly and slid in along the crack in the door.

"Well, I think you should come to me almost."

Randy didn't look back, knowing that Royd's face must be full of toughness without looking.

The two people thought of the same thing, but Randy just thought, and Lloyd was ready to act.

After so long of acquaintance, Randy has long understood that this person is not as rational as he seems. Once it comes to his inverse scales, he is crazy without reason at all.

Especially since he is now confident that he can defeat his uncle, this means that this seemingly calm guy has enough power to realize his madness.

You know, the Support Division is one of his inverse scales, and the Red Constellation is now provoking this inverse scale with a knife.

"If you are here to ask my opinion, I will say don't go, really don't go."

Randy said: "I don't know what you experienced during this period, or when you first met, you actually hid a lot of power, but I really don't want you to pass."

Lloyd was silent for a while and asked, "Because I am your friends and they are your relatives."

"Huh? Do you think I care about this?" Randy looked at him suspiciously: Although they are my relatives in name, I don't have a so-called bond with them.Blood relationship is just a name."

"I'm just afraid of you being hurt."

"You know, the titles and strength of my cousin and uncle are not built up by strength alone."

"If it wasn't for absolute certainty, I would dare to go with you right now-as if you hired me once." At this time, Randy pushed the closet directly away, revealing the various elite equipment of hunting soldiers. Lloyd looked at it, and his tone was sad: "Even though, we are not their opponents."

It's not that he doesn't know Lloyd's ability to transform, or he doesn't know that Lloyd actually hides a lot of power he doesn't know--

But facing the elite of those mercenaries, the most terrifying should not be his uncle and Shelly, but the cooperation between them and one hundred and fifty elites!

Their red constellation is famous for its cooperation!Rather than the mixed tactics of West Wind Journey!

"Really..." Lloyd breathed a sigh of relief. After knowing what Randy cared about, he nodded: "Then, ours should be able to do it."

"Friend? You don't know any assassins, do you?"

"No." Lloyd scratched his broken hair and said, "A guy you know?"

"what--"

boom--!

At the moment Randy was shocked, a sound like a firework explosion rang.

Looking at the destruction caused by fighting spirit outside the window-Randy knew that his uncle, the man called the war ghost, had already lost!

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Ling Yan intends to temporarily let everyone in the red constellation lose their combat effectiveness.

Of course, in this freshman Clos Bell, any horrible tricks will not work, it will cause panic.

Moreover, if it is really that simple and it can be done, they won't be regarded as a strong enemy by Randy.

So, I can only do it myself.

Although they can't be killed directly, after they make the scene, it is necessary to keep them quiet!

However, they are all of Randy's blood relatives and close friends. Although knowing that Randy was not as pleasant as what he said in his heart, Ling Yan finally decided to let Lloyd go and stabilize him first.

Just leave the other pots to your own guy to carry them~ right?

It was late at night, and the Crimson Chamber of Commerce was still brightly lit. About the purchase of a stronghold in Clos Bell, there would naturally be a pleasant reception, and the decoration of the Crimson Chamber of Commerce must be determined quickly.

After a drink, it was late at night, and Shelly, who had a temperament as a child, could no longer hold it up.

She greeted her father and the others early, and Shelly walked into her room while yawning greatly. It was a very strange room.

The furnishings are nothing more than crates and all kinds of weapons, but in the center of the room full of gunpowder, there is a soft red bed with curtains hanging down, which is quite girlish.

This room fully reflects Xie Li’s heart: full of fire and blood tyranny, but still maintains a girl’s heart-just like a young child who can throw a cat in boiling water at any time and still smile. She just doesn't have a correct view of good and evil.

Shelly was lying on the bed. The alcohol made her groggy. She didn't even take off her clothes and only one shoe was kicked off. She happily sank herself into the soft bed and closed her eyes.

In the darkness, Ling Yan smiled.

It is not difficult to sneak here.

Because this is Rubacher's old house, the Red Constellation doesn't understand it, and now almost half of everyone is having a banquet, so defense is weak.

However, the real difficulty is the assassination.

Hunters, who are on the verge of life and death all year round, have a particularly obvious perception of murderous intent.

If you sneak into the Chamber of Commerce full of hunters with a murderous intent, I'm afraid you will be discovered all at once.

Therefore, Ling Yan's purpose was not assassination from the beginning.

If you don't want to kill, naturally you have no intention to kill.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be that he just caused those guys to fall into a severe coma and it would be over-right?

He rolled over gently, fell to the ground, and walked silently to Shelly's quiet sleeping face.

Just looking at this cute face, you can't match the nickname "Blood Stain".

——Thinking about Lixia that this guy will pit in the future, Ling Yan sighed, and directly reached out and beat the power of the seal into the girl’s heart.

"Woo!" Under the power of the seal, she felt something instinctively, but her body was too rigid to move.

As if the consciousness has been stripped out, the command of the body has changed.

Seeing this guy sinking into a coma, Ling Yan raised his hands into fists, and then planned to smash the bones of her hands and feet, causing her to lose combat effectiveness for a while.

It's just that when I was about to sleep more, the hand that was originally clenched into a fist immediately turned into a palm and lifted it straight to the right!

boom!

The ammunition of the howitzer was shot out at this moment, the shattered wall turned into a wall and the attack that shot out was completely [completed].

"The reaction is really fast." Ling Yan sighed as he looked at the figure behind the smoke.

Looking at the door again, Sigmund was carrying his two axes on his back, while holding a large-caliber grenade launcher-like weapon, smiling at himself.

That is a bloodthirsty and angry smile!