The fat man imagined a picture of a big fish crossing the waterline in a pond, but in comparison, the fish were much cuter! Especially when grilled...
The fat man attaches great importance to his eyesight, and as soon as he met him, he fell in love with this guy who suddenly appeared.
This guy was wrapped in a gray burqa. Although his face could not be seen, his whole person exuded a gloomy and dull aura, especially his voice, which was so unpleasant, like a shovel stirring vigorously in a rice pot.
It made the fat man upset and angry for a while.
"This guy is not a friendly person. If we can't reach an agreement soon, be sure to give him a hard slap. In addition, it's best to launch a large-scale attack or something so that we can escape in the chaos." I hate it, I hate it.
, this must be taken seriously. The fat man had already sensed the dangerous aura emanating from the man in gray, and he quickly whispered into Silaire's ear to explain the next strategy.
"I, I'm afraid I can't do it, I can't do it! It's okay for me to put up this barrier, but I don't know how to attack, and I've never attacked anyone!" Siler said in embarrassment, as soft as a mosquito.
The reply made Fatty's head buzz.
"The beautiful great injectionist who injured Qiu Dun as soon as she struck, and which greatly changed Temple's attitude, actually said that she didn't know how to attack!!!! Is there such an injectionist?" Thousands of horses raced through the fat man's heart,
It was a mess.
Seeing that Xi Laer didn't look modest at all, he just had a guilty conscience. The fat man felt empty in his heart and had no foundation at all. However, time was tight, so he could only act as a doctor and give random instructions: "Don't worry! Now!
Just think about it, even those tricks used by the dumb couple will do! By the way! It’s better not to learn the self-destruction trick!"
"Mr. Wilson! Why are you here?" Dempla recognized the person who was the organizer of this international mediation group, Wilson, the deputy leader of the McCann Republic Mission, and quickly saluted respectfully.
"Thankfully I'm here! Otherwise, wouldn't you be planning to let the criminal go? Let the captain of the guard of the Telji Federation Mission be beaten in the street, and you are still hesitant to arrest him! This is your way of hospitality
"Is that so?" Wilson's tone was cold and condescending, and he spoke without any mercy. He treated a major general from another country as if he were reprimanding his own servant.
Temple's face changed slightly when he heard this, but he was already very angry in his heart, "This Wilson is too arrogant. After all, this is Su Lier! It's not McCann! Even if the fault in this matter lies with the female anesthetist,
It's not your turn as an outsider to uphold justice! What's more, the matter has not yet been clarified, so it is concluded like this. It is obviously biased towards Baz's side. You actually falsely accuse me of wanting to release the murderer privately. You can criticize me as you like, my Majesty the Major General.
Of?"
Temple wanted to have an attack, but he forced himself to hold it back. As a major general of the kingdom, many times he can no longer act as impulsively as he did when he was young, and must think carefully.
When the mediation team stationed in Suril a few days ago, the almost flattering attitude shown by Chief Minister Gammil when facing the McCann mission made many Suril officials present feel that it was disrespectful to the country.
.However, if McCann can really mediate, use his strong strength to alleviate the situation, deter the arrogance of the opposition, and save Su Lier from the flames of war, what does the so-called face mean?
As a core figure at the top of the military and political hierarchy, Templeton understood very well how severe the crisis faced by Su Lier was.
Five years ago, the always healthy old king suddenly became seriously ill. When he was dying, he unexpectedly did not pass the throne to his eldest son Sigdon. Instead, he raised his 21-year-old daughter Capricorn to the pinnacle of national power.
For this reason, Prince Scotton, who had always cared deeply for his half-sister, ran away in anger and returned to his fiefdom in the east, not even attending his father's funeral.
After Capricorn took office, he launched a war against the Telji Federation. Although he achieved a brilliant victory, won the respect of other countries, and won the hearts of the people, it also caused a drain on national power. At the same time, it also caused a lot of trouble for those who adopted the strategy of watching the fire from the other side.
An opportunity for Scott to expand his own strength.
Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye can see that behind this growth, there are shadows of the Tergi Federation and even the Republic of McCann.
The dispute between the opposition led by Scott Ston and the conservatives who support the Queen is actually a battle over the country's system, a battle between the republic and the monarchy.
Then, it is self-evident why countries such as McCann, which have always advocated a republican system, would secretly support Scotton's power.
Originally, with the Queen's unrivaled record, her status as a high-level physician, and the series of policies she implemented to benefit the people after taking the throne, although the opposition had people behind it, there was no market for it in Suriel.
However, I don’t know why, Queen Capricorn Eyes has undergone some changes since a year ago. Her temperament has developed from fiery to violent, and she will often execute ministers who express different opinions. She often makes weird decisions that change orders day and night, and she can’t help but revoke them.
The monitoring of the eastern forces has also led to large-scale cuts in the army under their control. So much so that resentment has appeared in the army that was originally monolithic and sworn to be loyal to the death.
Temple was born into a noble family, and he was considered Queen Capricorn's cousin. He had cared for Capricorn like a little sister since he was a child and was loyal. Although the army under his command has always been a strong support for the kingdom, it can also
I could clearly feel the undercurrents.
Under such circumstances, the senior military and political leaders gradually began to criticize the Queen more and more.
However, instead of changing, Capricorn Tong simply gave up and left all military and political affairs to the Chief Minister Ganmil starting from half a year ago.
And she herself began to indulge in male lust.
She continues to collect various types of men from her harem, from teenagers to old men in their sixties and seventies; from gentle scholars to meaty-faced butchers. No one can figure out the Queen's true preference in this regard.
Among them, many are men with families, and many families have been broken up as a result.
Although these matters have been strictly controlled and supervised by Su Lier officials and are not allowed to be leaked. However, various rumors gradually emerged among the people, and under the deliberate exaggeration of some "careful people", they slowly transformed into rumors about the Queen.
scandal.
The reputation of Queen Capricorn Eyes is no longer what it used to be.
Templeton has always been skeptical about these things. He couldn't believe that the hot-tempered girl he watched growing up would become like this.
But he had no way of verifying it, as he hadn't seen the Queen in person for a long time.
He could only stick to his duties silently. He knew very well that he must be the general who would always stand in front of the queen and face everything.
It was under such unfavorable circumstances that the opposition gathered troops and began to openly rebel.
Those who are still in the Queen's camp know very well that under such a situation, once the war starts, it will inevitably result in less victory and more defeat.
This is also a group of senior officials with Chief Minister Gammil as the core. They know that the arrival of the international mediation team will definitely seek a lot of power for the opposition, but they are still willing to place their hope in this, hoping that through mediation, conflicts can be temporarily avoided.
The reason is to get buffer time before making plans.
Templer felt very uncomfortable when he thought of Gammier's humble expression in front of the McCann mission!
"Don't ruin the country's important affairs because of conflicts of temper! Especially the Queen, she must be exhausted mentally and physically for these things, and I can't let it cause trouble." Thinking of this, Dempla breathed out a sigh of relief, and calmed down.
Stay calm and prepare to explain to Wilson tactfully.
Temple was still considering his words when he suddenly felt a majestic energy fluctuation. His eyelids jumped wildly and he shouted "Oops" in his heart!
Silaire, suddenly got angry.
As soon as the bright green light disappeared, Silaire had already dodged to a place four or five meters away from Wilson. This should also be the limit distance of her escape technique. She did not pause, and continued to pounce on the opponent with a delicate foot.
, before the person arrived, he had already grabbed three or four purple-red fruits from the plant in his hand and threw them out.
Wilson already knew the "unfathomable" identity of Silaire. Although he felt that the rumor was not credible, he did not dare to make too much of it. So he ostensibly asked Dempla, but secretly kept a mysterious figure.
The consciousness is locked on Xi Laer, just in case.
Even what he said to Templeton was intentional, hoping to arouse Silaire's anger and make her take the initiative. In this way, his winning rate increased by a few percent, calculated deliberately and unintentionally.
But Wilson didn't expect that as soon as he said a few words, Siler would launch an attack with a firm attitude. This made him feel a strange uneasy feeling in his heart.
The situation at the scene no longer allowed Wilson to think. The skills used by Silaire were a little weird. Why was she holding a pot of flowers during the battle? What was that thing thrown at her?
Wilson did not release the protective barrier immediately, because based on the characteristics of the elements, his protective barrier was not suitable for dealing with such throwing weapons. He only saw him shrinking his neck and shoulders, leaning back, and he was completely trapped in the
In a gray burqa.
His burqa is made of special materials. It doesn't look very mysterious, but it is actually extremely tough and infused with the elemental power of the body. It is a very good protective device.
The violent collision that was imagined did not happen. When the fruit thrown by Silaire came into contact with the burqa, its force was much weaker. Once it was blocked, it split open with a "pop" and sprayed out some dark green juice.
Wilson was puzzled, wondering what mystery Siler was up to. When he looked at himself, he realized that those "weapons" were actually just the fruits of plants.
The fruit has been broken into pieces, and the juice that splashed out still has a sweet fragrance.
"Huh!?" Wilson is very sensitive. This is probably a poisonous substance with psychedelic properties that smells like this! His heart moved, and then a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Use poison with me.
This is simply a big joke!”
Wilson activated his attention, and a gray halo of condensation appeared around his body.
Indeed, as a powerful high-level poison injector, he would never believe that a few poisonous plant fruits could cause any harm to him.
"Since you want to use poison, I will play with you." He wanted to see what would happen to this beautiful but stupid woman who burned herself by playing with fire. "At that time, I was afraid that I would have no choice but to die! Haha!
It would be nice if I made you my poisonous pet!".
A layer of smoke with a pungent smell floated on the gray robe. Under Wilson's attention, the "poisonous" fruit juice was completely eroded in an instant.
"No!" Wilson was proud and was about to fight back when he suddenly found that a large piece of his robe had been corroded by the pungent smoke.
"Could it be that the juice of the fruit itself is non-toxic, but once it encounters my toxin-laden attention, it will cause corrosion?" An idea flashed through his mind, and Wilson didn't have time to think about it carefully. The smoke was very corrosive, and it was also
It was expanding and infiltrating. In an instant, even the skin on the head, face, neck, and wrists that were in direct contact with the burqa felt a burning sensation.
"Broken!" Wilson yelled angrily, his attention surged, and he shook the gray robe to pieces, resolving his urgent need.
After all, he was a powerful and experienced injection master. Even though things happened suddenly, his reaction was extremely quick.
At this time, Siler had already rushed towards her. Her pretty face was covered with frost, and her beautiful eyes were shining brightly. She concentrated all her attention on Wilson without any protection at all. She held a black wooden awl in one hand and aimed at Wilson.
When the chest is inserted.
Wilson lost the opportunity due to his misjudgment, and was a little overwhelmed when faced with Siler's desperate fighting style that completely ignored his own safety.
A fatal sense of crisis hit him, and the hair on Wilson's body stood on end. He clearly noticed that Siler's hit had gathered all his attention, with an indomitable determination to move forward, and it had the potential to overwhelm the sea. If he took it head-on,
The best outcome is that both sides suffer losses!
With a sudden decision, Wilson decided to make a risky move. He grabbed the empty space and actually pulled the closest, astonished Templer to his chest.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was a very thin gray silk thread wrapped around Wilson's finger. It was this thread that instantly tied around Templer's waist and pulled him over.
This action was beyond everyone's expectations. Although Temple was not weak in strength, he was not at the same level as Wilson. Moreover, he was unprepared. When he woke up, his waist and abdomen were numb and he lost consciousness.
, let alone struggling to escape. At this time, Silaire's wooden awl had already pierced the armor on his chest.
In shock, Templer knew that if this stab hit him, he would die without leaving a trace. He had no time to open the protective barrier, so he could only roar, try his best to pour all the energy into his still conscious palms, and aimed at
Siler struck, hoping to knock the opponent away in time and save his own life.
Siler was also caught off guard. He didn't expect that he would hit a cone with all his strength, but was blocked by the opponent in such a shameless way.
She knew very well that with her current power, as long as the cone penetrated according to its original route, Temple's body would be exploded, and the residual power of this blow could seriously injure Wilson even if it could not kill him.
But, can she do this?
Silaire was kind-hearted by nature. Although he acted with hatred at this moment, he could not bear to let Dempla die in vain.
However, it was already too late to take back this blow.
"Is this life?!" Silaire sighed in his heart. In desperation, he changed his moves in a hurry. He could no longer avoid the palms pushed by Dempla. He only had time to lift the wooden cone, which was close to the
Temple's scalp went through and stuck in the empty space.
Following this stab, surging energy surged out, and a crackling sound was heard, as if the air had been pierced. The violent energy caused an air explosion, and the air flow rolled out in waves,
It hit the air and made a thunderous sound, which was extremely frightening.
The high-level injection master's full blow was truly extraordinary.
Wilson's long hair was blown wildly by the air waves, revealing his true colors.
This is the face of a middle-aged man, with narrow eyes, a flat nose, high cheekbones, and a terrible scar from the corner of his mouth to his ear, making him look hideous and terrifying.
At this time, this terrifying face once again had that cruel smile.
Facing a cone piercing the air, with the door in front of him wide open and no protection, Wilson shook his fingers without hesitation. The thread seemed to be alive, and instantly broke away from the shackles of Templeton, and the arrow
Generally, it is inserted directly into Siler's chest.
Seeing Temple's palms hitting his chest, Siler turned sideways subconsciously. He was knocked away, and suddenly felt numbness on his shoulders, and saw a very thin silk thread retracted into Wilson's hand.
"Despicable!" Siler cursed secretly in his heart, knowing that he had been plotted by Wilson.
A poisonous conspiracy.
"I'm afraid this life is hard to save!" Silaire closed his eyes sadly while he was in the air.
At this moment, a silly fat face appeared in her mind.
***The author has something to say***
Wilson: Is my poison silk working? What do you think its name is?