The Fate of the Gunman

He didn't expect that his temporary kindness would cause such trouble, but then he breathed out abruptly.

"Forget it, anyway, what is the relationship between'Red Ghost' and my'Lancer'."

Seeing Lancer drinking with a free and easy expression on his face, the head of the ship couldn't help but shook his head. Although this guy was a bit strange, his optimistic character also made him less troublesome.

'I really envy him...'

After a sip of wine, the ship's first officer couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

But at this moment, the wine bottle suddenly stretched out in front of him and filled the wine saucer he took a sip.

"Hey, just say what you have. How can I know if I don't? Could it be said that you haven't dealt with it?"

Looking at Lancer who also filled himself up, he didn't know what to say for the first time.

"Hey, why do you look at me like this?"

"Are you really Lancer?"

The words of the other party caused Lancer's forehead to burst into blue veins.

"Is it strange that I care about you? What kind of image do you think I am?"

Regarding Lancer's problem, the ship's first crew touched his chin and then tried to recall the several meetings with Lancer. It seemed that he was either on the way to defeating monsters, or on his way to defeating monsters, or simply practicing spear skills...

"Probably a fighting freak who is full of fighting, right?"

"I'm not a fighting freak, okay, I just like to practice guns."

'This is the fighting freak, right?'

For Lancer's answer, the first ship did not even have the desire to complain.

"By the way, the topic has been skewed by you again. Let me tell you what it is. I don't mind if I can help. After all, I always want to stab something at this time..."

There is no doubt that even if Lancer's inner anger has not subsided even after several days, it would be good news if he could find him a goal to purify the fire.

Seeing Lancer's expression different from the previous seriousness or fighting spirit but full of murderous intent, for the first time in the first battle, he found that he had never known this man in a real sense, but then he shook his head.

'I also heard about the temple. If you are not angry, then is there a real problem?But look at him now...'

"Although I also hope that you can help, but you may not be able to help me with this matter. After all, this time the matter cannot be solved by a simple battle... No, it should be said that if you go there might make the situation change. Worse."

Although he was a little moved by Lancer's suggestion to help, in the end he chose to refuse the first battle. After all, he didn't want Lancer to make matters worse.

"Can you tell me what is going on?"

If Lancer was just looking for some sandbags at first, then the response of the first ship at this time really made him interested.

In his impression, the guy at the first ship always had a smirk, and he knew it was a black belly. Normally, he would pretend to be indifferent if he took the initiative not to pay to help the other party, and then he agreed while he was not paying attention. But now this kind of righteous rejection really makes him curious!

And the first ship who noticed that Lancer's eyes were wrong, now only one voice sounded in his heart---No, this guy is interested!

Although Lancer is tall, he looks very young. It feels like he was in his early twenties. The first ship was an uncle in his thirties. Even his son was about to start a family recently. He was very familiar with the look in Lancer's eyes just now. When his son was young, he showed a similar expression when he first discovered the'guan fox' he raised.

Naturally, he couldn't hand it over to his work assistant. Then his son had a fight with him for several days. Of course, the end result was that he was entangled and couldn't get a Guan Fox to his son.

There is no doubt that once the bear kids are interested in something, then their terrible action will make them do some incredible things, and Lancer is no bear kid, but the problem lies in his action ability. More terrible.

"Oh~ Forget it, let me tell you if I tell you, it won’t last long anyway."

In the end, the ship's head rubbed helplessly.

"Do you know about the three neon monster races? So it's much simpler to say. This time, the matter is related to the most troublesome race among the three races-'Ghost'."

"If one of the three tribes is the most harmful to mankind, I am afraid no one can say clearly, but which is the most troublesome one, then there is no doubt that it is a ghost. After all, even now we don’t know exactly. How should I communicate with the'ghost' clan... No, I should say I know but I can't implement it."

The expression of the first ship here has become a bit ugly.

"The ghost tribe does not specifically attack humans, but this does not mean that the ghost tribe is harmless to humans, but because in their opinion, humans are no different from ordinary pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, and they want to communicate with them. The only way is to get their'recognition'."

"Recognition?"

"Yes, it's recognition. The vast majority of'ghosts' are tall, terrifying and very combative..."

Halfway through, he paused suddenly and glanced at Lancer. The impression Lancer gave him was indeed a bit like a ghost.

"Hey, why are you looking at me again."

"Ahem~ It's nothing."

However, Lancer had been tested before working with Yin Yang Liao, and there was no doubt that the other party was definitely not a ghost.

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Chapter Twenty-Five Big Tengu·Daifengqian Ghost Workshop (5/10)

"Simply speaking, the ghost clan is a standard fighting freak. Once it finds the target, it will destroy it without scruple. But the only good news is that the number of ghosts is not large and the reproduction ability is low, so it did not cause too much Large-scale destruction, and perhaps because they feel that other races are too weak, they have not actively attacked humans or other monsters for a while."

He paused again when he said this, because in fact things were not as simple as what he said. Another key reason is that ghosts like to drink very much, and Yin Yang Liao provides a lot of alcohol to the ghosts every year. Of course, it also includes a lot of meat.

Maybe it’s a good choice for the ghost clan to have wine and meat at home without going out?

After all, in this way they can focus more on the'examination' with the same race.

"However, some strange things seem to have happened recently. The last time the samurai who went to the ghost settlements to transport supplies came back to report, it seems that the atmosphere there has been a bit tense recently, and indeed some people have heard about it from some drunk ghosts. It seems that some "ghosts" intend to leave the settlement. Recently, our people have basically gathered near the settlement of the ghost tribe. Although they haven't moved yet, they are vigilant every day... alas~"

If there is anything in this world that is more terrifying than death, then eight achievements are the process of waiting for death, right?

Moreover, he really couldn't help the other party with the problem that the first officer said.

But just when the two were drinking in silence——————

"Wow"

A sound of wings stirring suddenly came from above his head, and Lancer reflexively touched the'Zero' placed aside, and then he looked up and saw a brawny man standing in the air with a monk's clothes almost broken. in.

"Boy! You really make me easy to find!"

There is something wrong with the other party!

This was almost Lancer’s first reaction. After all, a strong man who looked like an iron tower stood in the air in the middle of the night, no matter how he looked like a normal person, and the words of the other party did not make people feel at all. Kindly, Lancer reflexively wanted to throw the Spear of Deaththorn, but at this moment a hand was blocked in front of him.

"Master Qianguifang! I don't know why you came to see Mr. Lancer? Could it be because of the tengu?"

At this time, the ship's first service could not see the exhaustion just now, and the whole person returned to his usual posture again, but the brawny man raised his brows.

"Oh, kid, do you know me?"