What Should I Do If I was Forced to Marry the Elf Queen

40. The Force Warrior Linden Figure

After hearing the screams, my heart suddenly tightened.

Oops, I originally wanted to observe the form after occupying the favorable terrain before setting them up.

It's okay now... this stupid old man exposed our position as soon as he landed.I hope he was not from the Fried Chicken Association.

But soon I heard the startled and angry roar of the clown leader:

"What? There are people in the opposite house?! Hurry! Hurry and hide, rush over from both sides and surround them!"

"Yes!"

Bastard.... This is what I'm afraid of.

Then, only a rustling sound was heard, and the sound of rubbing against the ground with the clay pot came from the opposite forest.

More than twenty clowns used hammers to move their bodies, moved along the edge of the woods, and quickly surrounded the two-story building.

"My Envoy! They are here!"

Seeing this formation, Sir Jacob suddenly became nervous. He immediately took up the hammer in his hand and assumed a shooting posture.

"Don't worry! Let's leave here first!"

I stopped the Violent Mage, and then smashed the wooden door behind me with a hammer, trying to withdraw from the other end of the room to the grass behind.

But as soon as I smashed the door open, I saw a dozen old men with white hair curled up, dragging the clay pots of the lower body, crawling forward in the grass very funny.

Hearing the sound from the hut, the old men took up their weapons almost at the same time.

Just listening to a series of continuous loud noises, a dozen hammerheads suddenly shot at me like raindrops!

"damn it!"

I cursed secretly, hurriedly fell back, and rolled aside with the help of the round body of the clay pot.

Bang bang bang--

The next moment, more than a dozen heavy hammer heads hit the fragile walls of the small building at the same time, causing the already crumbling building to shake violently again.Countless debris, wood slag and stones shook off the ceiling.

Bah...what kind of garbage tofu project is this?

Spit out the dust from my mouth, patted the dust on my face, and I stood up from the ground supporting my body with a hammer.

"My Envoy... what should we do?"

The violent mage held the hammer in his hand and leaned toward me with a vigilant expression, while his eyes were staring nervously outside the house.

"Do you want to stay here forever?"

"Of course not." I shook my head and pointed to the crumbling ceiling. "This is the broken house. If they are shooting a volley, we will both be buried here later!"

"Then.... What should I do then? The gang of scumbags is getting closer and closer?" Raising the sledgehammer in his hand, the violent mage's expression tightened, "Want or not, I will kill first!"

"There is no need to do it first... Since the guests are here... let's go out and see the situation first. There is nothing terrifying anyway..."

After speaking, I lifted the hammer to break through the obstacle blocking the exit, and jumped out by hooking the outer wall of the house with the hammer.

Think about it carefully, I was actually completely caught in a misunderstanding of thinking just now.

Since the restraint just now is completely ineffective to me, that means I am not restricted by the rules of the game, and there is no need to follow the rules to accompany them in this stupid game.

Isn’t it just a group of vendors selling fried chicken?

They are all sitting in clay pots stupidly. I can’t deal with them because of my dignified powers?

What a joke.

Thinking of this, I felt confident in my heart and shook the hammer directly to the ground, saying loudly:

"It seems that you are here faster than I thought."

"It's you?!"

Seeing me appear in front of the cabin, the clown leader jumped from the ground excitedly.

"The one who moved me... dare to appear in front of me like this! You bastard are so bold!"

At this moment, the funny face of the clown painted with exaggerated paint was distorted with extreme anger and shock.

It seems.... The loss of two men in a row made him very shocked.

Since you are so angry, then I will give you more fire.

"Of course." I pretended to be innocent, and said yin and yang weirdly. "Considering your poor IQ, I am afraid that we will not be found in another year... so I had to take the initiative to help You save some trouble."

"You...you arrogant!"

The clown leader was trembling with anger, he immediately ordered:

"Launch! Launch! Beat me into a pig's head!"

Bang bang bang--

Along with a loud noise, dozens of heavy hammer heads ejected from the wooden handle, and at the same time rushed in my direction.

But I didn't panic. Instead, I used materialism calmly to build a transparent barrier in front of my body.He wielded the hammer indiscriminately and yelled in his mouth:

"Eula Eula Eula!"

Then, just listening to a crisp sound, the hammers shot from all directions were blocked by the transparent barrier, and they fell to the ground ping-pong.

After doing this, I swung the sledgehammer in my hand and sneered in a very flat posture:

"Oh... it's like tickling it...you guys just use a little bit of effort..."

Although I know very well, this leisurely defense is all due to the transparent barrier.

But from the perspective of the clown on the opposite side, I swung the hammer a few times, and then all the hammers shot by them flew out.

"This... how is this possible?"

The faces of the clowns showed amazement.And the face of the clown leader even had a ghostly expression on his face.

"No... impossible.... Under the suppression of this forbidden magic circle..."

Looking at the unbelievable clown leader muttering in his mouth, I couldn't help but feel a little teasing in my heart.

So I took an eight-fold mirror from the hand of the violent mage, and said to the clowns in an extremely generous and heroic gesture.

"Nothing is impossible!"

I straightened my chest, with the lonely smile of a master on my face.

"If you don't believe it... you can try again!"

After finishing talking, I threw the eight-fold mirror in my hand towards the clown leader in a posture like throwing garbage.

"Here... this is an eightfold mirror, I will give it to you."

I moved the clay pot on my lower body, took a step forward, and pointed to my forehead.

"Hurry up! Aim now, just hit here! Hurry up?!"

Seeing my arrogant performance, the clowns looked at each other, but no one dared to reach out to pick up the eight-fold mirror, and no one dared to lift the sledgehammer in his hand.

The clown leader's face was even more cold and sweaty, mixing the paint and sweat on his face, twisting it into a ball with the strange expression, looking very embarrassed.

It has been stalemate for a long time.

The clown leader finally wiped the cold sweat from his face and gritted his teeth:

"I...I'm coming!"

Then involuntarily squeezed his hands away, pulled the eight-fold mirror from the ground and set it on the wooden handle, posing for a aiming posture.

On the other hand, I put the sledgehammer on my shoulders, swinging the stick, and winking at the clown leader:

"Come on...Would you like to take a bet...Where will the hammer head hit by me fly?"

As I said, my eyes glanced at the clowns:

"It's you... or you... or you?"

The clowns retreated back with guilty conscience, and distanced themselves from their leader.

"You...you timid trash!"

The clown leader said with a trembling body. He wiped the sweat from his face and finally raised the wooden handle with a trembling hand.

Just when I was ready to let the hammer bounce back on the head of the clown.

Suddenly, a smiling voice came from the side:

"Brother, don't worry.... How can I be missing from such an interesting thing?"

41. Good luck, eat chicken tonight!

Then, I saw a smiling white-haired old man, surrounded by a dozen of equally dressed men, stood in front of the clowns.

Seeing the white-haired old man, the clown leader put down his sledgehammer, obviously relieved.But immediately put on a ferocious look:

"Dead old man! This is my Golden Arch family's work... it is not your turn to intervene!"

"Haha... Brother, what are you talking about?" The white-haired old man didn't care about his face, he still smiled and said, "They are all from the Fried Chicken Union... You have trouble seeing brothers. , The old man will naturally come to help and help you mediate the conflict with this friend."

As he said, he looked at me with a friendly gaze, but gestured calmly on the other side, letting the fellows surround me and the violent wizard.

"I believe... you don't have any misunderstandings that are unclear. This friend... are you right?"

It seems that the old man is also gloating about the fact that the clown was killed by two of my men.Perhaps the two groups of people can find ways to make use of it.

Knowing this in my mind, I immediately put down the hammer and said in a friendly manner:

"Yeah, yeah.... if you have something to say, it's not good to fight and kill."

"Shameless! Wasn't you the one who attacked me first?!"

The clown retorted furiously.

"Hey... what are you eager for, brother? Wait until this friend has finished speaking, can you add more?"

The white-haired old man pulled the side frame seriously, and then looked at me with a smile:

"Okay... friends, go ahead."

"Haha.... Let me just say so much. I don't know how this old man should be called?"

I winked at the clown a few times, and politely asked the white-haired old man.

"Oh...Look at my memory, I almost forgot to declare my home."

The white-haired old man slapped his forehead and said with a smile:

"The old man is the president of the Western Continent Fried Chicken Trade Union, the "Godfather" of the [Home Delivery] family-Colonel Kentucky. Friends, you just call me "Colonel"."

As soon as the old man's voice fell, the frustrated voice of the clown leader rang again:

"Kentucky, you old immortal thing fart! It is obvious that our Golden Arches family is the orthodox of the mainland fried chicken union! I am the president!"

Regarding the clown's retort, the old man completely ignored him, but slowly introduced to me:

"The young born in a funny dress over there is the vice president of our Fried Chicken Association and the'godfather' of the Golden Arches, Uncle Medlau."

(PS. In order to be harmonious and serious, change one word in the middle of the name, anyway, everyone knows 23333)

"Fart! You are the vice president! Your whole family is!"

Completely ignoring the protest of the clown Medlau, Colonel Kentucky continued to say to me:

"I wonder how this friend should be called?"

"This gentleman is the special envoy sent by the headquarters of the Mage Association to rescue us!"

Before I could speak, the Violent Mage could not wait to step forward and introduce it.

"Oh... the special envoy... that's really a young hero." There was a hint of suspicion in the Kentucky colonel's eyes, but it flashed quickly. "When I heard the special envoy speak last night I still don’t believe it.... I saw it with my own eyes today, and it really deserves its name... just..."

The Colonel of Kentucky turned his head and said quietly: