"Okay!" The third prince took a puff of his cigar, narrowed his eyes comfortably, blew out a deep smoke ring, and then said: "Since you have already made such a request to me, as a nobleman with a gentlemanly demeanor,
, I will definitely not satisfy you!"
"Boss, let's fight him!"
Giroud looked at the distance between them and the third prince, then estimated Virgilio's strength, and came to the conclusion in his mind that they had a high probability of subduing the third prince before everyone took action, so that they could all
No need to die.
As he said this, he was still gearing up to take action.
"Wow!"
However, before he had time to take action, the men in black behind the third prince all loaded their bullets, and then, the black muzzles were all aimed at Virgilio and Giroud's bodies.
, Giroud even felt that his little brother was being targeted by the other party.
At this time, as long as the Third Prince gives the order, no matter how powerful they are, they will probably be beaten to pieces by these bullets in an instant.
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. With so many pistols aimed at themselves, even masters in the Earthly Immortal Realm would not dare to confront them head-on. At most, they would just avoid their sharp edges and save their own lives.
Virgilio was not a strong man in the realm of earthly immortals, so he could not guarantee that he could survive in such a formation, and Giroud was even more hopeless.
Of course, he won't show it, because even if he dies, he can still bring many people to be buried with him.
Giroud's body, which was about to attack, also stopped. He glanced at Virgilio, then raised his hands high and said, "I surrender!"
The third prince did not look at Giroud, but at Virgilio, and said with a smile: "Look, look - the rags I picked up are useless after all. I haven't even fired yet, and he surrendered."
No, it’s unreliable, it’s unreliable!”
"If you have the ability to fight with me with real swords and guns, what kind of hero can you be with a gun?" Giroud muttered, "I'm not a fool. I will fight with your bullets with my flesh and blood!"
"Oh!" The third prince glanced at Jirou, then frowned and said: "You - what is your name? Nine-five-two-seven? What is the number? I didn't expect that you had a new master, and you had the guts to follow.
It’s a lot bigger! What’s wrong, with the new master’s support, you don’t take my old master seriously anymore?”
"I am not 9527. 9527 is dead. I am Giroud now. I have my own name. I am different from them. I am a human being. They are just a group of killing machines with only code names. They are not worthy of being a human being."
Man!" Giroud retorted.
"Yes!" The third prince did not refute, but nodded and said: "They are indeed not human beings, they are just a group of machines that only know how to kill and have no names, only code names, but so what? You guys will still end up in the same situation.
In the hands of these machines? What does this mean? Does it mean that you are not even as good as these machines? Names? What is the use of names? Can names save your life?"
"The name - it represents dignity!" Giroud said, "I will never live like a walking zombie again. No, that is already dead, not alive at all!"
Giroud's words were so exciting that not only he was moved, but even the men in black around the third prince were a little moved. The third prince even clapped his hands gently and gave him applause without hesitation.
, said: "Not bad, not bad! Very good. I didn't expect you to say such reasonable things. In the past, it seemed that you were overqualified..."
The third prince's words were very helpful to Giroud, and he looked like he was very powerful.
However, he was not proud for a long time. The third prince's words later turned his face into the color of bitter melon.
"However, what's the use of this?" The third prince asked, "Can this change your fate of becoming a prisoner?"
"I——!" Jirou opened his mouth, but found that he was speechless.
After chatting for so long, the third prince felt a little bored. After taking a puff of his cigar, he said: "It's not fun anymore, arrest them all!"
After hearing the words of the third prince, several men in black around him began to take action. The two of them formed a team, and then took out handcuffs made of an unknown alloy from their arms, while holding a handcuff in one hand.
The test tube, with a clear liquid inside, seemed to be intended to be injected into the bodies of Virgilio and Giroud.
The other men in black held guns in their hands to prevent Virgilio and the others from counterattack, and they were very well prepared.
"No need to go to such trouble!"
At this time, a hearty voice came from afar. The sound floated from far to near, resounding in everyone's ears, giving people a very strange feeling.
"Who, who is pretending to be a ghost?" The third prince's expression changed, he stood up from the chair and scolded in a low voice.
"Even if it is fastened now, it will still have to be untied later. Why bother?"
Soon, the reeds parted, and a gray shadow rushed here quickly, and soon arrived in front of the third prince.
Seeing Sulin coming, Jirou couldn't help but show an excited look on his face, which meant that he didn't have to die, so he was naturally happy.
"Boss, Su Lin, Su Lin is here, he is here to save us!"
"I saw it!" Virgilio curled his lips and said disdainfully: "I was fucking tricked by him again, he must have calculated it!"
Su Lin looked at the third prince. He was not angry, and there was no sign of any tense atmosphere. He said, "You must be the third prince! Although this is the first time we have met, it is not the first time we have fought against each other! Your character has impressed me.
Although I don’t know you very well, I know one characteristic of you, which is that you cherish your life very much! I don’t know if I’m right?”
The third prince waved his hand, and the man in black stopped. He looked at Su Lin, then grinned and said: "Who doesn't cherish his own life? Especially a noble noble like me should cherish his own life even more.
.”
"Haha!" Su Lin also grinned, and then said: "The relationship is good, you and I are the same. I also cherish my life. It seems that we still have common characteristics. I don't think it's better to be like this. I will take care of you.
Let’s go, we’ll talk about other things slowly in the future, what do you think?”
"Give me a reason!" The third prince looked at Su Lin, then said with a smile: "Why?"
"How dare I stand in front of you!" Su Lin touched his nose and said proudly.