Wow!The explosion rate is really high

Chapter 129

After confirming that the sound of footsteps from the other party had indeed gone far away, Gong Yancai glanced at Dai Lian who seemed to be in deep thought. Gong Yancai murmured to herself in a confused tone, "Why did she teach me?"

"Divorce!" Dai Lian's eyes shone with divine light, so determined, "Throwing grass and scaring the snake! She may be suspicious of us!"

With a guilty conscience, Dai Lian was a little flustered when he saw these two people, but he felt that it shouldn't be a big problem for him to cover up perfectly.

He just didn't know if the swallow had any flaws, and he couldn't know how the swallow behaved under too weak light conditions.

But Yanzi is very smart, so I think it should be easy to understand.

Dai Lian squeezed her chin, and analyzed rationally, "NPCs in this world have no concept of our player identity. In her eyes, we are members of a small force in the black street... Although the fact is true. If we follow the normal As far as the situation is concerned, our faction chose to oppose the Arbitration Institute, and she taught you these skills for free, which will undoubtedly make you jealous in the organization. In the end, there may be some conflicts and get some clues from you .but……"

"Don't worry about the swallows."

It can only be said that these NPCs understand people's hearts, but they don't understand players.

Whether it's a hook or a bait, take it all!
As for the adults... don't say that the adults can't find it, even if the adults find out, so what?

Wen Jie's precedent is the first, and the adults obviously don't care that people in the organization go to other forces to steal their teachers.

All you can learn is skill.

Before, Dai Lian was a little skeptical about why the adults had such strong confidence in the members of their own organization, as if they would not betray after a long time in other organizations, the ideal was so naive.

After what happened to the Ratman, it was discovered that the adults did not have confidence in the members of the organization, but in themselves.

[Without your self-sacrificing self-assertion, I can bear the consequences of all your choices. ]
The magnificence of that back is unbelievable.

This suffocating kingly charm is the source of his self-confidence.

"Let's go, continue, as if they don't exist." Dai Lian cleaned up the mess, checking for gaps and making up for omissions.

Some of the mice injured by Franke were still struggling a little bit, and they might bleed to death if they didn't care, but the heads were not their own, it was definitely a waste.

[Hit the target with melee attack, +4 combat proficiency experience. 】

[The battle is over, and 3 combat experience points are obtained. 】

[You killed a plague rat, the progress of "Sub-quest - Clearing the Rat Swarm" is 15/100. 】

Pick up a few knives ~ hee hee.

Just now, Yanzi followed the opponent to kill and kill, and the progress is estimated to be a lot behind him, so he has to hurry up and keep up.

Gong Yan seemed to have just come out of the daze of the sudden incident, "That's right, leave her alone, let's continue..."

"That's right, hurry up and finish the task, I still want to see Kuang Xin punching..."

A place like underground black boxing is not a good place to get along with. He is afraid that Kuang Xin will be sold and counts the money for others...

……

"Zhizhizhi~" A group of plague rats huddled together in the depths of the dark sewer, and the squirming and intertwined scene was enough to frighten some timid children.

"King" disappeared...

"King" abandoned them!

They need a new "king"!
A plague rat with black, hard and watery fur slowly stood upright, quietly stood up from the chaotic group of rats, like a tidal rock, unshakable...

……

In the hazy night mist, the woman made the last stop, "Hans, you have to understand that people don't get better physical strength just because they get older, and they don't feel more flexible in their hands and feet... You are already old. Don't learn the reckless aggressiveness of those young lads."

"I know, I know... I'm just going to take a look." Old Hans was a little impatient, "Isn't this some money in my hand... I'll go and see if I can give it a go."

"It's up to you... Anyway, it was tricked by you black-heartedly, so it's fine if the output is gone."

"What kind of black heart is not black hearted, don't say it so ugly, it's not like you don't know about it. Well, I'm leaving, you go to bed first and don't wait for me."

"Understood..." The woman complained and muttered, the moment she closed the door, she folded her arms and looked suspiciously around the darkness, "The weather is getting colder and colder..."

Lying on the bed and hesitating for a moment, the woman still fumbled and got up and lit the grease lamp on the table.

The woman's shadow was reflected on the wall under the swaying yellow flames, and wisps of smoke floated on the shadow.

"Leave him a lamp..." The woman fell asleep peacefully.

……

The underground black fist is not underground, but in a solid concrete building.

The city has been developing and changing for many years. Some ambitious buildings were abandoned before they were used. Like human ambitions, they slowly retracted into the city.

The ear-piercing music of heavy metal forcibly stimulated the secretion of hormones in the human body, and the sound of the explosion nearly burst the eardrums.

The most primitive impact causes the most primitive stimulation, and people who live a boring life also need a little shock to shake their dead hearts.

They didn't have the courage to set foot on the battlefield, and they could only find a little proof of being alive in the din of people.

The old steps stepped into the dusty concrete floor, and the decayed heart beat fiercely with the heavy bass.

Holding tightly the one hundred black water coins in his arms, it seemed to be a gift from the heavens for his poor life in this life.

Let him regain the passion of his youth when he is old and frail.

Money is a man's guts.

For some reason, at the moment when he got the money from that kid, his body seemed to be awakened together.

Like a most valiant warrior, his physical strength is unrestrictedly bred in his body, yearning for blood and the glory of battle.

Be a fool to challenge the windmill!Recklessness is closer to courage than cowardice!

Man wants to fight!
Sneaking into the lively crowd, the excited hormones filled the air with sweat, smelling the smell of sweat, body odor, and wine, Old Hans' eyes were bloodshot and red with excitement.

He found a position where he could squeeze his head out, and looked at the duel that was taking place on the field with a pair of cloudy eyes through the huge hole in the iron net.

The two muscular men swung around, with blood flowing from their bruised noses and swollen faces.

The bright red liquid stimulated one's nerves, and the tyrannical desire could only be vented through a younger body.

Man bet!
"The game has started! No betting allowed."

"tui!" Old Hans held the 100 black water coins in his arms, and spit at the opponent's back.

"Huh...huh?" As he walked away in disappointment, he glanced around, and there seemed to be a familiar figure in front of the relatively quiet registration desk.

Is that... big fool?

(End of this chapter)