"Come!" Yao shouted fearlessly, "Let's get together!"
Queen Charlotte had just woken up, but was frightened by Yao's shout and fainted again.
Seeing the queen being so fragile and sensitive, Xiao Ran couldn't help but feel a little pity. This girl in her 20s just inherited the family crown and was not a bad person.
She is a bird raised in a canary and became the pet of three horses. Just imagine, who wouldn't want the Queen of Great Britain, who once occupied half of the world, to come to greet her every day, so that she would feel conquered.
The same cannot be said for the others, who are all as vicious as a snake and a scorpion, especially Emperor Meiko, who has a pair of small eyes that look around in all directions, which is not serious.
There is an infuriating fact that no one usually mentions, either because they don’t want to mention it or because they are too lazy to mention it, that is Emperor Meiko is actually the Governor of Greater China!
What a shame!
Three horses gave him something that the emperor could never even dream of getting. Why?
The more Xiao Ran thought about it, the angrier he became, his fists clenched with fire, and he tried to speak calmly.
"Okay, let me fight for Yao. Since this is the last time, all the fighters present should join together."
As soon as the words came out, the whole place fell into silence.
Hundreds of fighters couldn't help but take a step back.
Fight with Xiao Ran?
Since Marburg's death, when the word "Xiao Ran" is mentioned, the image of the God of Death appears in the minds of the fighters.
Now that the real person is sitting in front of him, no one dares to look at him.
He was afraid that if Xiao Ran was unhappy, he would be beaten to the ground with one punch.
"Brother, don't scare them," Yao said with a smile, "I know you care about me, but it's beneath your status to do anything. You'd better enjoy the wine. I can smell the alcohol. It's obviously an old wine, and the taste is still the same.
Not bad.”
Everyone was dumbfounded and dumbfounded.
Yao called Xiao Ran brother, her tone was particularly gentle, and everyone could hear the warmth in it. Oh, it seems that Yao is not just Xiao Ran's bodyguard, the relationship between the two is very ambiguous.
Mark was jealous to death. If Yao could be so gentle to him, then he could do anything and it would only be a matter of one sentence.
"Yao, I understand. It turns out that you like Romanée-Conti red wine. Come on, please bring a box to the underground wine warehouse!"
Mark waved his hand and said.
"Mark, we have only made two cases of Romanée-Conti red wine in total. We are usually reluctant to drink it. That is the last case."
Martin said depressedly that this guy is stingy and not as generous as Mark. It can be seen from this incident that he loves to care about everything.
"It doesn't matter, Martin. We can make wine continuously, but we can't make a girl as outstanding as Yao, hahaha."
Mark laughed and said.
This is true. It is easy to create people, but it is difficult to create outstanding people.
Take Regina, for example. She also has an innate outstanding soul, which was created by combining the attributes of the goddess of victory. It is not just a matter of saying a word.
Hearing Yao's words, Xiao Ran's anger subsided a lot. Well, respect is worse than obeying orders. Mark is obsessed with Yao, Xiao Ran can see it, but he knows that Yao doesn't even bother to look at Mark, so he won't be angry about it.
At the very least, Mark is a bit human and knows how to bring a box of good wine for Yao to drink.
As for this stingy and sinister Martin, Xiao Ran didn't have a good impression of him at all.
Find an opportunity to blow him up!
Picking up the crystal cup, Xiao Ran gestured to Yao, then took a big sip and showed her a bright smile.
Yao laughed as if there was no one around. In the banquet hall where tigers, leopards, snakes and scorpions gathered, she didn't have a trace of fear and regarded those people as just dogs.
…
Martin looked at Yao and Xiao Ran, furious.
You think there is no one on my paradise island, right?
He gave me a high five.
A group of people came out of the long and narrow corridor.
Everyone felt fresh, brand new armor, brand new fighters, a total of eleven people, each with a strong back and a wolf waist, majestic.
At first glance, he is an agile fighter.
It possesses super-high-speed mobility and super-fast striking power.
The eleven people all wore wolf-head battle helmets, and looked like wolves when staring at people. They were different in height, short, fat, and thin, but the weapon they held in their hands was the same, a mace.
Martin introduced it proudly.
Since Marburg's death, he has taken over the Super Fighter Experimental Factory.
He likes wolves and created the "Eleven Wolves" based on the 11 subspecies of wolves.
They are the Iberian wolf, the Italian wolf, the Asian wolf, the Arabian wolf, the Himalayan wolf, the Arctic wolf, the Eastern timber wolf, the Great Plains wolf, the Canadian wolf, the Mexican wolf and the Australian wild wolf.
The colors are yellow, black, white, brown, tan, gray, sand, purple, blue, earthy and variegated.
Very easy to identify...
Everyone was stunned by what Martin said. After all, it was just 11 werewolf fighters. Why is it so complicated?
I heard Martin continue to show off that the new generation of fighters are far more capable than the previous fighters. Those old fighters were almost killed by Mr. Xiao Ran. It doesn't matter, it's survival of the fittest.
He glanced at Xiao Ran and continued.
The starting setting of Eleven Wolves is that of a super-first-class fighter, and it also introduces the concept of grouping-a single fighter always has advantages and disadvantages, so it is better to form a combination, some people are strong in attack and act as shields, and some are strong in assault.
, acting as a sharp knife. Some people have strong explosive power and act as terminators...
"What an amazing werewolf team. Let's get rid of the wolf and fight together."
While everyone was listening in confusion, Emperor Mingguang took the lead in clapping his hands and said that he couldn't wait to see the scene of the werewolf tearing apart the leopard girl.
Yao was already bored to death and shouted.
"Stop talking nonsense and come on!"
Martin's throat rolled, he slapped the table and shouted.
"Eleven Wolf, it's time to show off your skills!"
The eleven wolves stood in a row, put their right hands on their chests, and bowed to the respected leader Martin, which made Mark extremely dissatisfied.
The setting of the primary function is too ridiculous. Don’t you know the difference between the boss and the second child?
The battle begins.
The eleven wolves stood in two rows at the front and back at an astonishing speed, surrounding Yao in the center.
The mace glows faintly and is consistent with their body color. This is a morbid aesthetic that comes from Martin's meticulous military craftsmanship.
Werewolves are superb fighters, and their weapons are as powerful as the three divine swords.
In Martin's opinion, Yao is dead this time!
…
Group attacks and tacit cooperation create a strict and orderly battle formation!
Eleven ferocious werewolves shuttled back and forth at an astonishing speed. Maces whizzed at Yao's front, back, left and right. Yao dodged in an incredible way. In the seemingly airtight formation, I really don't know how she found out.
void.
Queen Charlotte felt like she was almost out of breath.
The enemy was arrogant for only ten seconds before Yao found a flaw. She hooked a mace with her sharp claws and dragged the werewolf away, knocking down several people around her.
The formation suddenly fell into chaos.
Without giving the werewolf warriors a chance to regroup, Yao went on a killing spree.
I saw her pair of sharp claws slicing through the enemy's armor, bringing out dazzling lightning and red blood flow. She broke through the armor and ripped out the heart at the same time, killing one after another like a chicken.
In the face of absolute strength, everything is just a cloud!
Martin suddenly collapsed on the golden chair, his face ashen.