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Nick **** the five flowers, his mouth was stuffed and he couldn't scream, only one leg remained. He barely got up, hooked Alan again, and fell to the ground. He seemed to give up this fruitless move, and could only sit on the ground resigning his fate, his eyes wandering and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Allen sat down with a smile and looked directly at Morocco: "I believe Mr. I heard yesterday that we were attacked on 34th Avenue."

Morocco nodded and glanced at the door subconsciously. There was no sound outside. There was such a big movement in the room, but his confidant, Yuga, had not seen him for a long time, even if he was not dead, he would be controlled. The big businessman thought of a countermeasure in his heart, and said: "I have heard about this. I originally planned to send people to support the adults. But I heard that it was the city lord Gurant who did it, so I wouldn't be able to intervene. And I also believe that with the strength of an adult, an army of a hundred people can't hold a few people. The fact is the same, but I didn't expect that Gulant would invite several assassination unions, and even later invested 500 troops. ."

"I didn't care much at that time, but when my people rushed to 40th Street, I heard that the adults and the nobles were missing, so I stopped."

There is no flaw in this answer, and Morocco is not just talking about it. In the latter part of the round up operation yesterday, he did send a man out, and he did go to Forty Street. It's just that these people are not to support Allen, but to inquire about the news.

Allen said "oh", his smile remained unchanged. Moroccan saw his scalp numb, and Allen didn't show his expression at all, so he couldn't guess what the wasteland co-owner was thinking now. Because of this, it shows that Allen doesn't trust him anymore, otherwise he would not choose to come home at this time, and he would not be unpredictable.

"Mr. Moroccan was interested. Fortunately, we finally had some luck and escaped. However, it is not suitable to stay in the city for a long time. At most this evening, we will leave Mocdan. Before leaving, I don’t know that Mr. will take care of me. Is there any news about the inquiry?" Allen changed the subject.

Moroccan smiled on his face: "I'm sorry, sir. With regard to the secret weapon that Baal brought, due to time constraints, it happened again yesterday, so I can only inquire about it. That weapon is now being used. It is placed in the military warehouse of Mokdan, where it is heavily guarded, and it is difficult for my people to penetrate. If you give me some more time, I believe I can infer a general idea by knocking on the side."

"It seems that I have gained very little from coming to Mokdan this time. If nothing else, if the guy who leaked my whereabouts is not picked out and stared at by such invisible eyes, I will have trouble sleeping and eating. . Are you right, Mr. Morocco."

Morocco can only make up for it with laughter.

Allen patted his head again and said, "Look at my memory, this does not find out the news that Mr. Nick next to me provided to Master Gulant. I believe Mr. Nick will give me other clues, so please Mr. Nick, as long as you tell me where the news comes from, I will immediately have someone send you out of the city safely, and send you a batch of green crystals to help you make a comeback. What do you think?"

Dejected Nick heard this good thing, his eyes lit up and nodded desperately. He glanced at Morocco, and the latter squeaked in his heart, wondering if Nick knew that the news was deliberately leaked to him. If he tells this wasteland co-owner, he doesn't have to leave the store today. At this moment Alan bent down and took away the contents of Nick's mouth. Although Morocco's sight was blocked, it looked like Nick was whispering something to Alan.

Then Allen looked at him, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes kept getting cold. Morocco knew that it was going to be bad, so he couldn't care more, roared, and raised his arm like lightning. There was already an elegant beam pistol in his hand, but unfortunately he hadn't had time to fire it, and Allen snapped it up. A gray light flashed, cutting off an entire Moroccan arm.

Moroccan screamed back and knocked over his chair. Then seeing the smile on Alan's face again, he slowly raised his body, and when he saw Nick behind him, Moroccan's pupils shrank. Nick didn't speak at all, because Alan pinched his neck with one hand, his expression was painful, and he couldn't make a sound. Moroccan's face was dusty, and he knew that he had put one for Allen.

Allen plugged Nick's mouth back, let go of him, patted his shirt and stood up, and said calmly, "Why do you do this?"

"Why do you do this?" Morocco is now considered to be free, and he laughed wildly: "I have spent 30 years from nothing to today's glory. Do you know how difficult it is? But now because of you Relationship, all this is about to be wiped out, I will not agree! I will never allow this to happen, so you have to die! I hate that Gurant is such a mess, even messed up on his own territory, what a bastard!"

Allen looked at the stern Baer, ​​and suddenly felt sorry for him for some reason. Allen shook his head and said, "You are wrong to say that. If you don't have the support of the legacy, you can reach the height you are today? Since you have received support from the legacy, you should pay for it. You are just avoiding this. ."

"Whatever you say, I am now in your hands anyway, do whatever you want!"

"Of course I will. Do you think I will let you go?" Allen raised his hand and pointed to Morocco: "There are still many chess pieces like you. I hope they can learn a lesson from you. As for your industry, Don’t worry, the big merchant Morocco will still be alive. It’s just that the person is not you."

Morocco yelled: "No, that's mine..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

An intermittent gray light pierced his forehead, the luster in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the man fell softly to the ground. After a while, a drop of blood poured out from the center of his eyebrows. It seems that the injury is slight, but if you pry open his head, you will find that the Void Secret Flame has been burned to ashes inside.

In the room, Nick's eyes were full of fear. He looked at Ellen in a panic, whimpering in his mouth. Allen knew what he wanted to say, shook his head, and walked by him. Nick wanted to get up, when a thin wound was opened on his neck, and then blood sprayed out from the wound. He really felt that his strength and life were desperately flowing from the wound, and he eventually turned into a corpse.

Alan walked out of the room, Lucky was leaning against the wall by the door. The woman glanced at him, and said strangely: "My lord's face is not so good?"

"It's really uncomfortable to kill the guy who couldn't resist for the first time, and kill two." Allen exhaled.

Lucky obviously can't understand Allen's feelings, in fact, looking at Allen's life. He has killed a lot of powerful enemies along the way, but it is indeed the first time to kill someone who cannot resist. Of course, even if things start from the beginning, he will kill these two people without hesitation. It's one thing to be uncomfortable, but another to be soft-hearted. On Agareth, the most undesirable thing is kindness.

Kill when you kill!

"We will take care of the aftermath. As for what you said, I can use a person to pretend to be Morocco and continue to manipulate his business. This is something I can do. But the adults are not afraid that the Moroccan industry will be annexed by us?" Lu Qi smiled Dao, now she doesn't look like she was confused when she first saw it, but she is terribly shrewd. She meant to swallow the Moroccan industry, and she knew that instead of doing it secretly behind Alan's back, it was better to be clear at the beginning, and instead had an appetite for this young strong man.

Allen said happily: "Ms. Lu Qi is a smart person. Let's put it this way. Even if Miss Lu Qi didn't say that today, I have nothing to say about the annexation of the Moroccan property after the fact. Since you are now clear, then I might as well. Tell you, I can give you the Moroccan property. In return, the Black Ball must do something for me."

"Let me guess, your lord wants to know the details of the secret weapon stored in the military warehouse?"

Allen nodded: "We will attack Mokdan soon. It's better to get a feel for this city."

"The deal, but at least we have to give us a week. A week later, we will pass the news to the adults through the black heart." Lu Qi put up a finger and said.

Allen did not refuse, and they walked to the store lobby, Moroccan confidant Yuga collapsed in the corner. Next to him stood Tracey. She was wiping the blood on her head, but she heard the gunshots coming from behind, knowing that Morocco was the instigator. Immediately he wiped Yuga's neck, turning this half-hearted strong man into a real corpse. Lu Qi looked at Trisiliduo a few times, and then said: "My lord, I will arrange for someone to take you out of the city in the afternoon. Is there anything else I need to do?"

"There is one thing, I need a map of Mokdan, the more detailed the better."

"This is easy, you can see it before you leave."

When they walked out of the desert boat shop, the number of professionals on the street gradually increased. But no one knew that in the shop behind the two of them, the legendary figure on this street had disappeared. Even if he will hear his name in the future, that person is no longer Morocco.

Before sunset, a convoy had left Mocdan after careful inspection. In one of the land vehicles of the convoy, Allen looked back at the fortress city behind him. Mokdan hung on the sunset wilderness like a giant, leaving him only a black silhouette. He squinted his eyes, thinking that the next time he saw this city, it should be time to attack.

A few days later, Allen returned to the wasteland. At the same time, he received a notice from Mokdan, asking the Great Wasteland to disband the army stationed outside of Stormwind City, otherwise it would be regarded as a threat, which was rather preemptive. Previous Chapter Back to Contents Next Chapter

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Nick **** the five flowers, his mouth was stuffed and he couldn't scream, only one leg remained. He barely got up, hooked Alan again, and fell to the ground. He seemed to give up this fruitless move, and could only sit on the ground resigning his fate, his eyes wandering and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Allen sat down with a smile and looked directly at Morocco: "I believe Mr. I heard that yesterday, we were attacked on 34th Street."

Morocco nodded and glanced at the door subconsciously. There was no sound outside. There was such a big movement in the room, but his confidant, Yuga, had not seen him for a long time, even if he was not dead, he would be controlled. The big businessman thought of a countermeasure in his heart, and said: "I have heard about this. I originally planned to send people to support the adults. But I heard that it was the city lord Gurant who did it, so I wouldn't be able to interfere. And I also believe that with the strength of an adult, an army of a hundred people can't hold a few people. The fact is the same, but I didn't expect that Gulant would invite several assassination unions, and even later invested 500 troops. ."

"I didn't care much at that time, but when my people rushed to 40th Street, I heard that the adults and nobles were missing, so I stopped."

There is no flaw in this answer, and Morocco is not just talking about it. In the latter part of the round up operation yesterday, he did send a man out, and he did go to Forty Street. It's just that these people are not to support Allen, but to inquire about the news.

Allen said "oh", his smile remained unchanged. Moroccan saw his scalp numb, and Allen didn't show his expression at all, so he couldn't guess what the wasteland co-owner was thinking now. Because of this, it shows that Allen doesn't trust him anymore, otherwise he would not choose to come home at this time, and he would not be unpredictable.

"Mr. Moroccan was interested. Fortunately, we finally had some luck and escaped. However, it is not suitable to stay in the city for a long time. At most this evening, we will leave Mocdan. Before leaving, I don’t know that Mr. will take care of me. Is there any news about the inquiry?" Allen changed the subject.

Moroccan smiled on his face: "I'm sorry, sir. With regard to the secret weapon that Baal brought, due to time constraints, it happened again yesterday, so I can only inquire about it. That weapon is now being used. It is placed in the military warehouse of Mokdan, where it is heavily guarded, and it is difficult for my people to penetrate. If you give me some more time, I believe I can infer a general idea by knocking on the side."

"It seems that I have gained very little from coming to Mokdan this time. If nothing else, if the guy who leaked my whereabouts is not picked out and stared at by such invisible eyes, I will have trouble sleeping and eating. . Are you right, Mr. Morocco."

Morocco can only make up for it with laughter.

Allen patted his head again and said, "Look at my memory, this does not find out the news that Mr. Nick next to me provided to Master Gulant. I believe Mr. Nick will give me other clues, so please Mr. Nick, as long as you tell me where the news comes from, I will immediately have someone send you out of the city safely, and send you a batch of green crystals to help you make a comeback. What do you think?"

Dejected Nick heard this good thing, his eyes lit up and nodded desperately. He glanced at Morocco, and the latter squeaked in his heart, wondering whether Nick knew that the news was deliberately leaked to him. If he tells this wasteland co-owner, he doesn't have to leave the store today. At this moment Alan bent down and took away the contents of Nick's mouth. Although Morocco's sight was blocked, it looked like Nick was whispering something to Alan.

Then Allen looked at him, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes kept getting cold. Morocco knew that it was going to be bad, so he couldn't care more, roared, and raised his arm like lightning. He already had an elegant beam pistol in his hand, but unfortunately he hadn't had time to fire it, and Allen snapped. A gray light flashed, cutting off an entire Moroccan arm.

Morocco screamed back and knocked over the chair. Then seeing the smile on Alan's face again, he slowly raised his body, and when he saw Nick behind him, Moroccan's pupils shrank. Nick didn't speak at all, because Alan pinched his neck with one hand, his expression was painful, and he couldn't make a sound. Moroccan's face was dusty, and he knew that he had put one for Allen.

Allen plugged Nick's mouth back, let go of him, patted his shirt and stood up, and said calmly, "Why do you do this?"

"Why do you do this?" Morocco is now considered to be free, and he laughed wildly: "I have spent 30 years from nothing to today's glory. Do you know how difficult it is? But now because of you Relationship, all this is about to be wiped out, I will not agree! I will never allow this to happen, so you have to die! I hate that Gurant is such a mess, even messed up on his own territory, what a bastard!"

Allen looked at the stern Baer, ​​and suddenly felt sorry for him for some reason. Allen shook his head and said, "You are wrong to say that. If you don't have the support of the legacy, you can reach the height you are today? Since you have received support from the legacy, you should pay for it. You are just avoiding this. ."

"Whatever you say, I am now in your hands anyway, do whatever you want!"

"Of course I will. Do you think I will let you go?" Allen raised his hand and pointed to Morocco: "There are still many chess pieces like you. I hope they can learn a lesson from you. As for your industry, Don’t worry, the big merchant Morocco will still be alive. It’s just that the person is not you."

Morocco yelled: "No, that's mine..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

An intermittent gray light pierced his forehead, the luster in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the man fell softly to the ground. After a while, a drop of blood poured out from the center of his eyebrows. It seems that the injury is slight, but if you pry open his head, you will find that the Void Secret Flame has been burned to ashes inside.

In the room, Nick's eyes were full of fear. He looked at Ellen in a panic, whimpering in his mouth. Allen knew what he wanted to say, shook his head, and walked by him. Nick wanted to get up, when a thin wound was opened on his neck, and then blood sprayed out from the wound. He really felt that his strength and life were desperately flowing from the wound, and he eventually turned into a corpse.

Alan walked out of the room, Lucky was leaning against the wall by the door. The woman glanced at him, and said strangely: "My lord's face is not so good?"

"It's really uncomfortable to kill the guy who couldn't resist for the first time, and kill two." Allen exhaled.

Lucky obviously can't understand Allen's feelings, in fact, looking at Allen's life. He has killed a lot of powerful enemies along the way, but it is indeed the first time to kill someone who cannot resist. Of course, even if things start from the beginning, he will kill these two people without hesitation. It's one thing to be uncomfortable, but another to be soft-hearted. On Agareth, the most undesirable thing is kindness.

Kill when you kill!

"We will take care of the aftermath. As for what you said, I can use a person to pretend to be Morocco and continue to manipulate his business. This is something I can do. But the adults are not afraid that the Moroccan industry will be annexed by us?" Lu Qi smiled Dao, now she doesn't look like she was confused when she first saw it, but she is terribly shrewd. She meant to swallow the Moroccan industry, and she knew that instead of doing it secretly behind Alan's back, it was better to be clear at the beginning, and instead had an appetite for this young strong man.

Allen said happily: "Ms. Lu Qi is a smart person. Let's put it this way. Even if Miss Lu Qi didn't say that today, I have nothing to say about the annexation of the Moroccan property after the fact. Since you are now clear, then I might as well. Tell you, I can give you the Moroccan property. In return, the Black Ball must do something for me."

"Let me guess, your lord wants to know the details of the secret weapon stored in the military warehouse?"

Allen nodded: "We will attack Morkdan in the near future~lightnovelpub.net~ It is better to get a good grasp of this city."

"The deal, but at least we have to give us a week. A week later, we will pass the news to the adults through the black heart." Lu Qi put up a finger and said.

Allen did not refuse, and they walked to the store lobby, Moroccan confidant Yuga collapsed in the corner. Next to him stood Tracey. She was wiping the blood on her head, but she heard the gunshots coming from behind, knowing that Morocco was the instigator. Immediately he wiped Yuga's neck, turning this half-hearted strong man into a real corpse. Lu Qi looked at Trisiliduo a few times, and then said: "My lord, I will arrange for someone to take you out of the city in the afternoon. Is there anything else I need to do?"

"There is one thing, I need a map of Mokdan, the more detailed the better."

"This is easy, you can see it before you leave."

When they walked out of the desert boat shop, the number of professionals on the street gradually increased. But no one knew that in the shop behind the two of them, the legendary figure on this street had disappeared. Even if he will hear his name in the future, that person is no longer Morocco.

Before sunset, a convoy had left Mocdan after careful inspection. In one of the land vehicles of the convoy, Allen looked back at the fortress city behind him. Mokdan hung on the sunset wilderness like a giant, leaving him only a black silhouette. He squinted his eyes, thinking that the next time he saw this city, it should be time to attack.

A few days later, Allen returned to the wasteland. At the same time, he received a notice from Mokdan, asking the Great Wasteland to disband the army stationed outside of Stormwind City, otherwise it would be regarded as a threat, which was rather preemptive.