Trafford’s Trading Club

Picking up the motionless dog on the ground, Alduin looked closely, "Fafner, don't pretend to be dead."

The khaki pastoral dog remained motionless.

"So you know Mr. Fafner, hello." Little Butterfly Demon communicated with everyone in a fluent foreign language.

Leia, who was originally worried about how to communicate with strangers, immediately breathed a sigh of relief - communicating with a stranger in a day is already the limit. When asking about pangolin spirits, several households drained her energy.

The pangolin spirit suddenly realized that he was not good, and when Farrell's attention temporarily shifted to Luo Pianju's body, he slammed his hands out.

I saw a thick white powder mist spread out from the hands of this pangolin spirit, and everyone instinctively waved their arms to shoot the white powder mist away.

"What is this..." is the voice of the psychic witch.

"The person is gone, the woman, the pangolin, and... Favner!" This was the voice of the black-clothed youth.

"Water, give me water, I will wash it." Miss Soul Witch took a bottle of mineral water at this time, and she was about to clean her eyes.

Unexpectedly, Leia was taken aback at this moment and said in horror: "No, don't use water...Don't! This way your eyes will and will be blind!"

"What?!" The scared Miss Witch stopped her hand immediately.

"This should be the legendary lime powder!" Leia said in a panic: "I have read many novels by Hua Guo, and they all mentioned that you should not wash your eyes with water if you are touched by lime! It is a trick that the masters here like to use. It is one of the necessary equipment for the masters to go out. Especially in terms of escape, it is more miraculous!"

"This is just ordinary flour." Farrell said abruptly.

"Huh?" The Juggernaut's granddaughter was dumbfounded.

But those stories about fried chicken fantasy and good-looking fried chicken are all written like this?

After some cleaning, the spiritual witch said angrily: "This nasty spirit actually uses such a despicable trick."

Farrell said quite admiringly: "This is a tactic, and it is very effective to interfere with the enemy... Although it violates the way of the knight, if we can make good use of this tactic, we may be able to Reduce some casualties. I look forward to the masters of China."

"You... are you serious?" Miss Witch blinked.

Farrell said: "This is a country that I have never stepped into. Maybe I can find a way to fight against those demons here... Before seeing the true dragons of China, I want to try the power of these spirits. what is the difference."

With that said, without even giving Miss Witch time to react, Farrell walked straight to the petition team of the monster race in front of the hospital.

"I'm not going crazy with this old guy!" Miss Witch gritted her teeth at this time and looked directly at Leia and Alduin and said: "Two, I know that you are also unwilling to be caught by Farrell... Here, Farrell can't use power either, we can completely break away from him!"

Alduin glanced at Leia subconsciously, and seemed to have moved.

"Let's break up!" Miss Witch said decisively, and she was about to run away: "If you want to stay with him, I have no objection, but you know something that is not good... Sorry, I will not accompany him!"

Lifting the skirt, Miss Witch ran away without looking back.

Alduin suddenly shook his spirits and grabbed Leia’s arm. “She’s right, we have no reason to follow Farrell this lunatic... His madness will only be lost forever! Leia, we After leaving first, then go back to [Inhuman Realm] and find a place to hide. I don't believe he has the ability to find us this time!"

"But... but... how about we talk to Mr. Farrell before leaving?"

Alduin didn't want to change, and directly picked up the fat Leia, found a way indiscriminately, and ran away.

I saw Farrell walking straight to the front of the demons without looking back.

"Who are you?" A demon man in his forties holding a peach wood sword frowned at this time: "The petitioner leans aside. This position is for me. Don't block me. Die Mingzhi! Otherwise I will cut you off!"

Speaking of the Taomu Sword, he lifted it high, looking like he wanted to split.

I saw Farrell directly stretched out his hand at this time, grabbed the blade of the peachwood sword, and firmly grasped, "This kind of wooden sword can't kill people, why do you use the wooden sword?"

"Let...Let go! I don't know what you say! I warn you, if you don't let go, don't, don't blame me for being polite!"

This guy has a lot of strength...Although this little strength is nothing if it is not for the forbidden law, but in the environment of the forbidden law, there can be such performance. Is this guy a naturally strong type?

"Under Farrell, please advise."

Since the words are different, the mad knight returns to the most primitive way of making friends: a fight.

In a fight, I can reach your heart, and at the same time you can leave a mark on my body. We understand each other, and the number of fists is so deep.

There is no better way to recognize a person than in a fight.

fist!

The one holding a mahogany sword and preparing for Ming Zhi, although he doesn't know what the thin man in a crumpled white suit is saying, but seeing the appearance of the other person punching out, don’t guess, this is clearly a signal to go ahead. .

"Good fellow, you are afraid that you don't know how I became famous! Back then, when I was on the shore of Bohai Sea, I gave a left punch...Oh!"

The fist was too fast, the uncle holding the peach wood sword hadn't finished speaking, and his left eye was instantly hit.

"Do you know the etiquette, I haven't said yet...Oh!"

"You angered me! I have a three-hundred-year-old peach tree...Oh-!!!"

Uppercut, uppercut, round kick... When the uncle holding the peach wood sword was blown and kicked, the peach wood sword in his hand was also instantly taken away by Farrell.

This kick directly kicked the peach tree spirit more than two meters away, and directly hit in front of a group of sitting elders... the peach tree spirit is not a big problem, after all, the physical fitness is also there, but the face is not good. How good-looking.

Farrell was holding a mahogany sword at this time, looking around everyone...monsters, frowning, "I want to learn your Eastern tactics, don't hesitate to let your most powerful guy come out."

Confrontation.

The spirit guys of the demon race hurriedly helped the peach tree spirits up at this time, gritted their teeth, and looked like they were trying to try—they didn’t understand what the other party was saying, but it didn’t matter, just hit it. It's the whole country...the whole world.

"Old Feng, this person is weird!" Peach Tree Spirit covered his chest at this time, his face changed, "I suspect that this guy may have been called by Lord Long Jun."

"how do I say this?"

"For many days, Lord Long Jun still waited for me to avoid seeing me. Now that the meeting is about to be held, Lord Long Jun is bound to come out... I think this guy is probably called Lord Long Jun, deliberately provoking The purpose of making trouble is to make me retreat when I know the trouble! Otherwise, who can take the big risk, knowing that I'm waiting here, and catch up with the trouble? You see, even the bureau has nothing to do with us, and finally closed This way, avoid humans from coming in! How can there be people like this! Feng Lao, you are all seniors in our demon world, and you are highly respected... If there is no Lord Longjun behind this person, I will affirm that he will never I dare not do that."

"Well... it's a bit of a point." An old man sighed at this time: "It seems that Lord Longjun really doesn't want to meet us, so he sent this guy on purpose...How can this be good."

"Old Feng, seniors!" Tao Shujing said with a serious face at this time: "For the sake of this plan, I can only tear my face...It is better to rush forward and throw this guy down and rush directly into the hospital. As the saying goes, the law does not blame the public... I am waiting for the future of the demon clan, and I have long been prepared to sacrifice myself and become benevolence! As the general trend is going down today, it is the time for us to wait for the demon clan’s rise, for the demon clan’s great cause, I'll wait...I might as well be admonishing!"

"Death, death...death advice!?"

"Yes! Deadly advice! If you fail, you will become benevolent!" Peach Tree Spirit gritted his teeth and said: "For the demon race, throw your head and shed blood! I don't believe it, I waited in front of Lord Longjun to die, she can still remain indifferent !"

"Good point!" Feng Lao knocked on the cane at this time, "I should have such aspirations for the monster race! But!"

"But?" Peach Tree Spirit was stunned.

"This matter is big!" Feng Lao said with a serious face: "Let me go back and take care of the things behind me, arrange the young and old in the clan, and look for a tomb in the treasured feng shui place, I will definitely come with you! Don't worry, Huangquan Road first You go one step first, and my thoughts will walk with you! Good brother, don't rush to drink Mengpo soup on the bridge, wait for me three to five hundred years, I will come with you!"

"The wind... the wind is old?"

I saw Feng Lao picked up the crutches, put on his hat, and quickly speeded away.

The peach tree spirit subconsciously looked at another old demon clan next to him, "Uncle Shui?"

"I...I also have to deal with the aftermath! Wait for me and come back as soon as I make a will! It doesn't take three to five hundred years, one or two hundred years is almost the same! Remember not to drink Meng Po soup first, we will still be good brothers in the next life! "

Stride...speed up!

"I suddenly remembered that there is something else!"

"I... my stomach hurts?"

"My mother called me!"

A group of demonic elders scattered things in front of the peach tree spirit one by one... the peach tree spirit can only watch a group of sudden demonic spirit guys-but it is like a signal.

The spirit lads of the Yaozu didn't say a word at this time, and immediately dispersed.

There was only one peach tree spirit left. He watched the original vigorous petition team, and now only one of his lonely petitions was left.

"Death! It's lighter than a feather!" Peach Tree Spirit looked up at this time, looked at a window upstairs in the pet hospital, walked towards Farrell step by step with impassioned and tearfulness, and directly tore his chest with both hands. One pair said sadly: "Heavier than Mount Tai! Come on! Lord Longjun, look at my heart! Come on, kill me! Come on!!!"

Farrell stared at the approaching guy blankly.

He didn't even plan to stop this group of Ghost Alliance guys when they disappeared—this group of guys felt like a mob.

This is the spirit alliance of one of the two major forces in China?

"Come on, kill me!"

Do not understand.

But Farrell didn’t like a man showing his breasts in front of him, so he punched it without thinking about it. Although this is a forbidden space, Farrell’s power is mostly based on his own training. Coming.

Even if the power of the Knights of the Round Table cannot be used, at least the physical fitness is the maximum limit that humans can reach before transcendence.

With this punch, using the correct way of exerting force, even the iron plate can be dented.

KO——!

Looking at the peach tree spirit who had fainted, Farrell shook his head, picked up the peach tree spirit in his hand, and threw it into the grass beside the road.

He weighed the peach wood sword in his hand and found that the quality of the sword was not bad, and it was quite easy to hold, so he simply stayed.

At this time, the psychic witches had been walking far for a long time, and Farrell walked directly to the door of the pet hospital without intending to search.

Slap the door.

"Farrell, I hope to meet the Eastern Dragon!" He cried in a calm voice, "Is the Eastern Dragon here? Please open the door!"

Boom, boom, boom!

"Who are you looking for?"

After a while, a woman's voice appeared behind Farrell... The mad knight frowned. Although all the strengths in the forbidden space have been reduced to freezing point, it still makes people approach this level. It made him extremely surprised.

I saw a woman in jeans and a white shirt with a tall oriental face whose hair had not been washed for more than a week, already standing behind her, with one hand on her hips, and looking at herself sideways.

"Are you the one inside? I'm looking for the true dragon from the East."

The woman listened suspiciously, and then blinked-suddenly she took out the phone as if remembering something, and after speaking a few words to the phone, she turned on the speaker again.

Farrell had already heard the translated voice.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

They immediately passed the phone's translation function and began to communicate-Farrell explained his intentions without saying a word.

After the woman understood it, she thought about it.

"What are you doing with the true dragon in the East? She is not seen by anyone. She is very busy. There are many important national issues to be dealt with, and there is a whole army waiting for her to command."

"It should be so, worthy of being the guardian of the mysterious East." Farrell said with a serious face at this time: "I know this is very abrupt, but I do have important things, and I hope to meet the true dragon of Shenzhou! I want to meet Shenzhou. True Dragon discusses how to deal with a group of terrible demons, for our world!"

This is not a fool...

The woman thought, and nodded immediately, "Okay, but you didn't come at the right time, the true dragon of China is not here now, you won't see it today."

"Excuse me, where can I find the true dragon of China." Farrell asked sincerely at this time.

"Why should I tell you?" The woman shook her head, "If you are against the real dragon..."

"Please trust me!" Farrell looked at the other side frankly, it turned out to be clear without a trace of impurities.

The woman was a little surprised, and nodded, "Well, you can tell you...but don't say that I said it. Real dragon and I are also friends. Today, the real dragon is not here, so I called me to come and see the house. of."

"Grateful!"

"This is the address... Forget it, let me write it to you."

After a while, the woman opened the phone album again, zoomed in on a picture, and placed it in front of Farrell, "This is the true dragon of China, you can see clearly, don't find the wrong person."

In the photo, it is a man wearing a white training suit with white temples standing with his hands on top of a mountain.

There is some tolerance, even if it is just across the screen, even if it is just a photo, it can be overwhelming. The moment he saw the photo, Farrell's expression became extremely solemn.

"This person is very powerful."

Farrell was taken aback, and he had firmly remembered the appearance of the person in the photo... He took a deep look at the woman in front of him, and said calmly: "Thank you, even if he is not a real dragon, Like the person I was looking for. I will come again."

"scare?"

But seeing this weird man in a white suit just left happily.

The woman scratched her head questioningly, and muttered to herself: "Speaking...When did the group of petitioners outside have dispersed?"

Shaking her head, the woman took out the key and opened the door directly.

play game!

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Outside the city, Heping Hotel.

At this time, a young man walked quickly through corridor after corridor, and finally came to a conference room.

In the meeting room, there were several terrifying people sitting at this time...They are the truly terrifying existence of the Monster Race Alliance, the patriarch of the Monster Race Divine Beast Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Xuanwu Suzaku and Four Spirit Race.

The group leader of the Four Spirits who had arrived long ago, as well as some of the people who spoke to the big clans, did not move into the city at the request of the administration, but instead stayed directly in the Peace Hotel.

The two major forces in China, the Daomen Association, the Yaozu Association, and the Daomen are close to the Administration. As for the Yaozu Association, there have always been frictions with the Administration.

"Received the news, the old Feng gang who petitioned in front of Lord Longjun has disappeared. The reason is not yet known." The young man said with his head down quickly.

"It's gone and it's gone. I never thought it could be done." In the dim, a mad voice said indifferently: "This group of old guys who are about to be buried in the ground have no strength and no subordinates. Because I am old enough, I always jump out and say that I have lost a little bit as a bargain for them. If it weren't for the sake of my clan, I should have torn them away."

"Okay, we already know about this, you can go down." Another clear voice suddenly ordered.

The youth can only leave.

He had many eyes, and took another look. He found that besides the three four-spirit patriarchs and the one who temporarily acted for all affairs of the White Tiger tribe after the disappearance of the Huangbai Talisman, in this conference room, at this time, there was another one dressed in black. Cloak, invisible guy.

I don't know who it is.

I just heard vaguely that, as the patriarch of the Four Spirits, they seemed to call this mysterious person: Lord Gongsun.

Gongsun?