Macho Wars

Dragon intended to talk to the girl along the way, but the other party never let go of his guard, so the conversation between the two was full of embarrassment.

Soon, the two arrived at their destination, and Dragon looked at the house number and signboard, and it was indeed the same as the girl said before.At this moment, a chubby middle-aged aunt suddenly ran out of the store, limped to the girl, and hugged her excitedly.

"Xia Li, thank goodness, you are back!"

"I'm sorry, Aunt Emilia, I worried you."

"It's fine if people are okay, have you bought the medicine? Who is this officer?"

"he is……"

"Let me introduce myself! My name is Dragon Lee, a soldier. I happened to see Miss Xia taking to the streets alone, and I was afraid that she would be in danger, so I acted as a flower protector. messenger."

"Oh! Thank you so much. This kid and her father are working in our shop. There was a disturbance in the city the other day. Her father fought with the little hooligans who rushed into the shop, and this was hurt. , What a crime!"

The fat woman babbled for a long time, and then took the girl to bow and thank Dragoon.

Only then did the girl take off her hood, revealing her long gray-purple hair.Only then did Dragon discover that the girl was still a mixed race of ethnic minorities.Among the many nations under the rule of the empire, only the Sairas have purple hair.

But the reputation of this nation is very poor. It is similar to the Gypsies on the other side of the earth. In terms of social status, it is only slightly higher than the New World natives who do not obey the king's law.

Maybe it's because of the courage of relatives around, the girl was obviously calmer before this time.

In order to thank Dragon for helping herself, the girl named Xia Li invited Dragon to enter the house for a cup of tea before leaving.

Dragon hesitated slightly, and agreed.

Following the two women into the bakery, Dragon sat down directly by the window of the store door, as if enjoying the night view outside.

The decoration of the shop is the same as that of a general bakery, and there is a smell of food in the air.

Xia Li took the medicine and ran upstairs in a hurry. The chubby aunt went to the back kitchen to make Dragonon tea, and the loud voice of the other party's enthusiasm continued through the curtain.

Dragon was looking around when there was a scream and crash in the kitchen.The fat aunt seemed to have accidentally knocked over the kettle, and was shouting "hot" in the kitchen.

When Dragoon heard this, he got up and walked towards the kitchen. Just as he opened the door curtain and asked "what's wrong", suddenly a dark shadow came from the left side of the door.

Relying on his precautions, Dragoon, who responded quickly, could have avoided the attack.Only then did I discover that there were still two brawny men carrying sticks in the kitchen, and it was one of them who just wanted to attack Dragon.

Seeing that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, the other person swiped the stick apart for the second time, and the other person rushed forward to hug Dragon's waist and stop him from taking the gun.

But they obviously underestimated Dragoon's skill. Although they couldn't beat a demon warrior like Tafe, they couldn't get close to ordinary people.

Dragon staggered to avoid the stick, then raised his leg and hit the knee with one blow, making the face of the person who rushed to blossom.Then he opened his bow left and right, and taught two big men how to behave with a set of swift and fierce "Da Qin Fist".

The fat aunt who pretended to be injured didn't expect Dragon to be able to fight so much. Her two helpers were knocked to the ground by the other side. She was dumbfounded for a long time before she remembered to help.But before she picked up the rolling pin on the chopping board, Dragon had already pulled his gun in his hand, and a shot interrupted the rolling pin.

"Auntie! Just be honest if you don't want to die!"

Pointing at the fat aunt calmly, Dragon rubbed the blood on his fist against his clothes.

He had guessed that there might be a revolutionary army here!

When saving people in the alley before, Dragon did not simply doubt her identity because of the pitiful girl named Xia Li.

As the two patrol officers said, this kind of extraordinary period would have to come out at night, which is suspicious in itself.

If the girl is really filial, then naturally there is no problem. Dragon is happy to be the live Lei Feng who has been left behind, but if he really makes his guess right, then the clues Dragon wants will be available.

So Dragon pretends that the hero saves the United States, but it is actually fishing law enforcement. The note he stuffed with the patrol corporal only wrote two sentences-"There is a problem, cooperate with me."

Hearing the gunfire, the opponent should rush in immediately.

This is much easier than finding the revolutionary army through a sieve among thousands of rioters!

However, just as Dragoon looked like he was winning, the fourth revolutionary came suddenly.

The opponent's speed is unusual, and he is very good at hiding his breath and murderous aura. As soon as Dragon noticed it, he was touched behind him by the opponent.

Dragon only felt a sudden sharp pain in the back of his neck, and then lost his instinct.

Chapter 81-Elliot Votel

I don't know how long it took, Dragoon woke up from a coma in a daze.He found himself in a closed room, and when he lowered his head, he saw that his body had been firmly tied to the chair, and the back of his neck would hurt even a little bit.

After a long delay, Dragon finally got his brain out of the state of being confused.He vaguely remembered that he rescued a super punctual and big-breasted beautiful girl from two police officers, and then sent her home.

Unexpectedly, I ran into "Fairy Jump"!

In fact, Dragon was not completely without doubt at the beginning, but his momentary softness made him make a stupid move that seemed very stupid in hindsight, that is, to use himself as a "bait" to fish!

If the big-breasted girl is really just a simple filial girl, then Dragon is deemed to have done a good thing. If the situation is not right, he will shoot and notify the patrol behind them to rush in and arrest people.

But the actual situation proves that an overly ideal plan can never change as quickly as possible.

Although Dragon fired the gun, the response speed of the patrol was horribly slow, otherwise Dragon would not become the miserable appearance it is now.

Recalling the passing, Dragon sighed.

At this time, the door of the room opened, and a strong man with black eyes walked in from the door.

Dragon was taken aback when he saw this guy. He vaguely felt a little familiar. He recalled it for a while, and suddenly realized that this was one of the attackers who was beaten by his own fat in the bakery?

Seeing that Dragon was awake, the other party's expression suddenly became a little unnatural. It was an attempt to show a fierce face, but the painful expression that accidentally affected the wound.

"Hi! Man, where is this?"

With a seemingly indifferent expression, Dragon pretended to be relaxed and started talking.

The black-eyed man immediately glared at him, trying to make a super fierce expression to shock Dragon.However, his panda-like respect at this time, his staring behavior will only make him look extraordinarily funny.

Seeing that Dragoon's expression did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh a little, the big man who knew he lacked deterrence finally chose to give up with his head down, and then said with an urn.

"Don't be proud! The commander will come to clean up you!"

"Commander? Elio Voltel? Are you from the Revolutionary Army?"

"You are right, Major Dragon Lee."

Hearing the answer from someone outside the door, Dragon followed his reputation and saw a purple-haired Sierra youth coming in. Dragong looked at him up and down, and then asked tentatively.

"Are you Elio Voltel?"

"It's my humble person."

The purple-haired young man learned to look like a nobleman, stroking Dragon's breasts, as graceful as an aristocratic son.

"I didn't expect it! The leader of the revolutionary army is so young."