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Chapter 96 The buns that show their power

"Why should I be afraid?" Sean sneered, suppressing the urge to vomit.

"First, you are only the heir of the Adolf family now. Although you are most likely to become the person in power, you are still not the person in power, and you may not become the person in power; second, this is the Manyu military leader, not Wata

King Les, no matter how much authority you have, it's not easy to use here. And let me say it again, he is my servant Baozi, not your captain of the guard. As you can see, my servant's IQ is somewhat problematic.

, you won’t tell me that your captain of the bodyguard is also a mentally retarded child, right? If you continue to mess around here, I will notify the sheriff.”

"I'm so messy, you're saying I'm so messy?"

Swindi couldn't believe his ears. It was the first time that he was seriously trying to reason with someone, but it turned out to be nonsense!

Is there any natural reason for this? Is there any royal law?

Swindi's eyes were filled with ferociousness, "I'm going to show you what real nonsense is! Buns, buns, buns, you know the damn buns! Let me all die!"

Swindi's long sword swept across, fast and ruthless, showing good skills, and his physical fitness was at least knight level.

Sean was well prepared for this, and when Swindi's arm showed signs of attack, he jumped back quickly.

The late stage of this kind of secondary disease is usually accompanied by another complication, impulsiveness and irritability. Even in Sean's previous life, a young man who was educated in an era when laws, morals, and education were relatively sound, he would always get in trouble with others.

The red knife comes out, not to mention this world with incomplete laws, distorted morals, and defective education.

Such a rich and powerful person doesn't regard human life as human life at all. He just kills a few people without batting an eyelid. After he was diagnosed with this disease, Sean has been highly vigilant to prevent the other party.

It would be unfair to be hacked to death and injured by such a person in a violent attack.

Whether intentionally or not, the two baskets of steamed buns and the pot of mutton soup that Eller had just brought were swept to the ground.

As for Button, the alpha dog who has been squatting at the dinner table fighting for buns with the Vallettas butcher, he is also an old and cunning master. He has the essence of Sean. As soon as the air became tense, he slipped down from the dinner table and stayed away from him.

Already.

It understood a truth a long time ago that the most terrifying creatures in the world are not those ferocious birds and beasts, but people walking on two legs, especially when holding sharp blades and strong bows, they can hide as far away as they can.

It's the wisest choice, those who jump up are stupid dogs.

"Baozi, my, Baozi..." The Valesta Butcher stared blankly at the buns rolling all over the world, a flame burning deep in his eyes.

"Baozi, Baozi, I will give you Baozi! I will give you Baozi! I will give you Baozi! I hate Baozi!"

The furious Swindi didn't realize the potential danger, and kicked the meat buns that rolled to his feet, one at a time, causing the meat fillings to fly everywhere.

Sean screamed inwardly, and shouted loudly: "Baozi, don't mess around!" But he was still a step too late.

"My buns!" Valesta Butcher uttered a complete sentence clearly for the first time since he was rescued. It was like thunder exploding, and his whole body burned, entering a state of madness similar to the Kentana barbarian.

In this state, he kicked his legs, like a giant toad, directly crossed the log table and appeared in front of Swindi.

"Young Master, be careful." The guard was not promoted to the position of captain by pure luck. He had some ability. At the moment when the Butcher of Valesta suddenly appeared, not only did he appear in front of Swindi, but he also killed himself

The sword was taken back.

Judging from the speed he showed, he is probably also a great knight. From this, we can see the profound heritage of the Adolf family. He is an idle fourth heir, followed by several great knights. The three above

An heir? How extravagant is the contemporary patriarch?

Bang!

The new captain of the guard was like being hit by a battering ram. Not only did he fly out, but he also knocked Swindi into a rolling gourd. The two were at odds.

It is true that the Butcher of Valletas has a problem with his head, but his physical fitness as a great knight has not been affected. As for his combat effectiveness, it has been affected in one aspect, but on the other hand it has become extremely terrifying.

Naturally, it was the tactics that were affected. His IQ dropped to the point where he was worse than a dog, so it was naturally impossible to talk about combat tactics.

But the fighting instinct has been raised to a terrifying level. At the level of the Great Knight, after accumulated training, many things have become instincts of the body. When it comes to instinct, humans are not as good as beasts, Valletas

The butcher's IQ has decreased, but his beast-like instinct has increased. Taken together, his combat effectiveness has increased.

His current fighting style is a bit like that of a ferocious beast. There is no routine at all. He just does whatever he wants. He comes as he gets the most energy and goes as smoothly as he wants. No one knows what his next move will be.

The new captain of the guard was not as good as the Butcher of Valletas. Under the opponent's violent attack, he had no power to fight back and could only defend passively. In just a few seconds, he was pushed back more than ten steps, and the blood in his chest surged.

Although they are both great knights, there is a big gap between them in terms of strength.

Swindi got up from the ground in disgrace. Not only did he not learn the lesson, he continued to roar like death: "Asshole, you damn bastard, you dare to attack the fourth heir of the Adolf family, you are alive."

I'm getting impatient, I don't care whether you are Herbert or a damned bun, you are going to die today, you are all going to die today...ah..."

boom!

The new captain of the guard, who weighed nearly 300 pounds even with armor, had a slight flaw in his defense. He was grabbed by the Vallettas Butcher and used as a hidden weapon to throw at Swindi. It was obvious that this guy was very vindictive and had no intention of killing him.

Forget the hatred of buns being stepped on.

Every great knight is an excellent pitcher, and Vallettas Butcher is no exception to this. Even if what was thrown was a big living person, Swindi, who had just gotten up, was knocked to the ground on the spot.

Sean rushed forward and comforted the Valletas butcher who was in a state of rage: "There are still a lot of buns, I'll bring them to you right away. Control, control yourself, take a deep breath, control yourself, take a deep breath, Elle, still

What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and get some more steamed buns?"

Swindi can be offended, but he cannot die here. Once a murder occurs, Solo City's security team will pursue it to the end, both publicly and privately.

Duke Borg, Swindi was a serious nobleman, died in his own territory. Duke Borg must give an explanation to the Adolf family.

Privately, Shiwendi came to Manyu Army Leader to watch the gladiatorial competition. He is the guest of Manyu Army Leader. If the safety of the guests cannot be guaranteed, who will come to Manyu Army Leader to watch the gladiatorial competition in the future? If there are no more of these

Where can the foreign lords, nobles, and military leaders Manyu make a lot of extra money?

When trying to dissuade him, Sean kept a certain distance from the Vallettas Butcher. Although he had always shown a state of dependence on him, his current IQ was about the same as that of a slightly smarter beast, and his behavior was full of unpredictability.

Especially since this is the first time I have encountered such a violent situation, I naturally put my own safety first.

The Butcher of Valletas behaves like a beast in many ways, but he is not a beast after all. Even when he goes berserk, he still has a trace of his own rationality. At least when facing Sean, his savior, he can barely control himself, just like a

The patient with ADHD kept scratching his scalp, pacing back and forth anxiously, mumbling thickly: "The buns are mine, the buns are broken, the buns are mine, bad guys, bad guys, deserve to be killed."

"It's okay! It's okay! The buns are just dirty. You can still eat them if you peel them off later. There will be more buns later." Sean had the kindest smile on his face and comforted him in the gentlest tone.

He glanced hard at Elle who hadn't moved yet, "Why are you still standing here?"

Elle said with a sad face: "I made these buns today and brought them over before."

Sean almost ran out of breath and yelled, "You usually look very smart, but why do you act stupid at the critical moment? You can't get steamed buns if you don't have steamed buns? Even if you don't have steamed buns, you can just get a basin of noodles. As long as it's something to eat, put more meat."

"

The Butcher of Valesta's current state is similar to that of a beast guarding food. In his eyes, buns probably refer to food in general. Even if there is no way to calm down his anger with other foods, it will be easy as long as he can calm down.

"Baozi! My! Bad guy! He deserves to be killed!" Valesta Butcher kept spinning in circles while looking at Swindi with a fierce look.

This little expert at committing suicide finally realized belatedly that this weakling in front of him really wanted to kill him, and he immediately gave up. At the same time, he was secretly afraid. If Sean hadn't blocked them in time, he would have killed him.

Torn to pieces by the humanoid beast.

For patients in the late stage of chuunibyou, those who like to seek death are not afraid of death. They are purely passionate and impulsive. In fact, they are also afraid of death.

The same is true for Swindi. His prime years have just begun, so why would he be willing to waste them here?

"You still won't leave? Why don't you wait until my servants tear you into pieces?" Sean said angrily, "Now it can be proved that he is not the knight you are looking for, right?"

"Let's wait and see, this matter isn't over yet." Swindi is a typical loser who doesn't lose. Even if Sean just saved his life, it doesn't mean that he will have the slightest affection or gratitude for him. When the new captain of the guard is appointed,

With support, he walked out in embarrassment, while not forgetting to say harsh words.

"I may not be able to stop you if you provoke him next time."

Sean didn't pay attention to Swindi's cruel words at all. With his intelligence, there were only a few methods he could use. If he really made him anxious, he would at most abandon the medical clinic and restaurant and return to Andys.

The mountains are just that. No matter how powerful the opponent is, can he still chase him into the Andis Mountains and bite him?

This is something even Duke Borg could not do.

The Valester Butcher managed to save face for Sean. Although he kept staring at Swindi with extremely fierce eyes, he did not go past Sean and take action directly.

After Swindi, the source of hatred, left, Butcher Valester's temper improved significantly. When Eller brought a large basin of noodles, the murderous Butcher Valester disappeared and turned back into the warm-toned one.

He swallowed the big buns, held the rice bowl, and ate happily, "I like the noodles, they are delicious, I want more."


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