Chapter 339 Connector People

The sweaty Tyres coughed, cherishing the water in the desert, screaming at the rare air and shaking.

But Grivo did not let him go, his imprisonment is still so difficult to break free.

"Really, no matter how many thousand or two thousand gold coins, I will give you double," Taylors regained his senses and gasped and sweated. He was so weak: "The royal family is very rich, and the stars are very rich... The secret family is good enough for hundreds of thousands of industrialists in Longyan City..."

Grivo raised his eyebrows.

"well……"

"Wait," but after a second, the man's face sank: "What do you mean, go to the Star Kingdom?"

"Secretary, the secret department will do," said the star of Venus, who had just been relieved, and blinked his eyes: "They will definitely give..."

The next moment, his neck was a lot of oppression, and the trachea was closed again!

"Shut up, really, when I am a fool," this is the voice of Grivo's anger: "Listen, Laozi only accepts cash!"

Tyres struggled to **** in the last breath.

Damn... this bastard...

I am like a cashmere!

"If you take me back..." Taylors tried to win the opportunity:

"Pray the city... fight with the Freedom League, and the stars..."

Grivo interrupted him impatiently: "Shut up, I don't understand politics!"

Tyres, who once again stared at Venus, only felt a sigh of relief.

Who are these people!

"Forget it, go to the dead face, be safe..."

Grivo murmured, he increased his strength and wanted to stun the Tersler.

Tyres’s heart was not good. He struggled with his brain and struggled with the air and the enemy, shouting out the word desperately:

"Shield!"

Only a few seconds after the word was exported, Grivo’s arm was loosened again.

"What?" he asked, frowning.

Thales took a few breaths of air and accelerated his head.

Yes.

Shield area.

"I heard...you just had a conversation." The prince took his head back slightly away from Grivo's chest and painfully.

Just now, no matter what kind of insult and contempt, Grivo is not moving.

But only when the enemy began to use the shield area and began to threaten him with his brothers and sisters...

"Here, this is the shield, right?"

Tyres gasped, and the words gradually became smoother: "And you are probably here to manage things... Look around you, it's already ruined... One or two thousand gold coins are not enough to rebuild, you need more, not just money. ......"

Grivo was silent for a while.

But in the end, he snorted and shook his head: "Shut up, I am content, not interested in trouble."

Seeing that Grivo had to start to force him, Tyres hurriedly opened:

"And, I heard it!"

"Those who died in the shield six years ago, that is your brother, right?"

When the words were exported, Teres felt that Grivo was a little trembled.

"In six years, their surviving family members also need to be pensioned and need to live. You should be very worried... I guess there is no disaster emergency fund in Longyan City to compensate for the loss of the shield..."

Tyres was fluently squirting his words, thinking hard about getting away.

Grivo made a dull, dissatisfied throat.

"To shut up!"

This time, the veteran’s words were a little unpleasant.

But he immediately said: "Disaster... Kim, what is it? Can compensate for the loss of the shield?"

In the heart of Tyres, I felt that I found a breakthrough.

"It doesn't matter, it's important," the prince took another breath and gritted his teeth: "As the boss, you have a lot of responsibilities, you can't look at the shield, watching your brothers and the territory have been trapped in poverty and threats. ......"

Grivo’s breathing slowly became rushed.

"Shut up," Grivo's voice became extraordinarily indifferent: "Don't talk to someone else's home."

But Tyres didn't pay attention to his tone. He has been tortured enough tonight: "But now, I, a rich king of gold can help you, you have a chance to save the shield that nobody cares. Rebuild it, not just knocking on the stars, as long as you take me..."

Grivo whispered.

"Shut up!" He bit his teeth.

Tyres greedily sucked into the next air, thinking about dragging it over, and extracting all the information about the shield and the place where the wheelchair warrior meant it:

" Six years ago, when the disaster came, I was there. I saw...the people in the shield, they are so innocent, but they have to go through such disasters..."

Grivo did not speak, but he began to tremble slightly.

Thales has a drama and can't help speeding up the speed: "You are not like the cold-blooded and selfish person, Grivo, the opportunity is in front of you, you can't give up the shield because of trouble, you can't stand by and watch their suffering, so that those The dead can't rest in peace..."

rest in peace……

Hearing here, Grivo’s body slammed!

"Shut up," his voice began to tremble with a temperature that was hard to ignore: "Little kid."

Taylors only felt that the other's arms were getting looser.

He should be getting closer and closer to each other's pain points - he can't help but think of it.

"After the disaster, the people in the shield have suffered hard. They depend on you. They can't live like this! You have the responsibility to do everything to protect them, help them, save them..."

Grivo's breathing is getting more and more urgent.

Tyres suddenly increased the volume: "Grivo! You can't escape! Your inaction doesn't just make the dead people unable to rest. For those who are still alive and suffering, it is tantamount to murdering them personally..."

When the word "murder" was exported, Taylors suddenly felt: hooping his hands and trembled!

His ears shook, and Gryvo had never had a big drink:

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

Surprisingly, Tyres only felt that his ears were still squeaking. If he didn't have time to relax, Grivo's arm was tightened again, holding his neck!

What happened to this...

Tyres struggled again in pain, but this time, there was no room for Grivo's strength.

Like to hoop him directly!

For some reason, Grivo seems to be caught in anger and madness, and the voice is getting more and more horrible:

"You listen to me, boy, what the **** is yours, less to teach me..."

His arms are shaking, but the strength is not loose, indicating the master's tempering and rich experience in the "killing" technique.

"Let me teach me how to guard the shield..."

Grivo is emotional, like the edge of a crash:

"Six years ago, I was holding a stun gun, standing here, standing in the shield area, standing between countless blood and death, with the damn, **** blood... the blood disaster killed and killed..."

"Slaying..."

Grivo gasped, but it was a few times.

"Scrapping -"

Tyres feels that at this moment, this warrior is still strong and open-minded, and his teeth are actually shaking...

It seems to remind you of the deepest nightmare.

The next moment, Grivo slammed his teeth and screamed like a volcanic eruption:

"--killing you when you die!"

In the moonlight, the veterans in the wheelchair roared in agony and angrily: "You **** wearing a pair of trousers - eating milk in the arms of the old grandmother!"

Tyres couldn’t take care of the ears that had been smashed.

His eyes began to blur again.

bad.

this is a……

Abnormal sadism.

Tyres closed his eyes halfway, feeling the lungs and the desire for breathing and life.

His consciousness gradually disappeared.

But at the same time, a strange feeling came to the whole body: the sin of the prison river once again boiled on its own.

Like a violent beast.

Waiting for the moment to rush out of the cage.

At the very least, it keeps the stunned Taylors in the final clearing.

Under the double torture, the exhausted Thales trembled and tried to make a last breath, spit out a word: "No..."

Just at this time.

"Squeaky, groaning, groaning..."

In the ruins of the empty shield, there were sudden hooves and wheel sounds.

A carriage came to a location not far from them.

A lively, brisk young voice rang: "Grivo boss, your guest, I already..."

The voice was a little bit.

Gryvo, who looked like a face, raised his head and looked at the owner of the voice.

He is dying to live with Tyres, and his strength can't help but loose.

The blue-faced taylor breathed into the air again, and he coughed up frantically—in the struggle he had inhaled a lot of spit.

The sin of the more violent prison river in the body has gradually subsided.

next moment.

"Wow, ah! The boss is right, I am sorry, I am wrong!"

"No, no, I mean, I shouldn't, I can't, I can't, no, no, I mean, I won't, I won't say it, no, no, I mean, I didn't see anything. I don't know if I just came for a walk tonight, no, no, no, I mean, I have never been to the shield tonight..."

Gryvo shook his head and tried to wake up.

He looked at the carriage in front of him and its leader.

That is... Kevin?

On a covered freight wagon, a young driver was screaming and yelling.

In the rear bar of the carriage, he was sitting on a sly figure and coughing slightly.

Grivor stunned.

Tonight is very different for Kevin, the poor boy in the shield.

He was supposed to drive this ruined inferior carriage and take the guests of the Grivo boss to a special and remote place in the shield.

Kevin didn't know why Grivo boss had to choose to meet carefully in this place - but as long as the boss told him, of course, it must be done.

That is a single gun, in the disaster of the disaster and the legend of the multi-headed Kileka, defended Drew Grivo in Longyan City!

Yes, Kevin still remembers that year, remember those disasters...

The nightmare is the same.

but……

When Kevin arrived at the destination and met with the boss, he couldn't believe what he saw.

What's that?

Kevin refers to the body and blood of a place. Of course, as the man of the most man in Longyan City, where is the Gurney boss who is in the wind?

That is a teenager.

Correct.

A handsome and thin teenager.

Under the moonlight, the handsome boy was sitting in the arms of the boss, looking excited and painful.

I saw the teenager holding his hands behind his back and twitching on the knees of Gryvo’s boss, as if – what rubbing on the touch?

The boy sat on the boss's lap, his face was flushed, his lips couldn't hold his lips, his expression excited and excitedly twisted his waist and swayed up and down.

Stupid?

Kevin’s heart was so stiff when he saw this scene.

No way.

And the old-fashioned Grivo boss is always open-minded?

Kevin narrowed his eyes and tried to look more carefully.

At the moment, the boss of the majestic shield in his heart, the civilian hero Grivo is sitting in a wheelchair, in...

Grivora was rough and powerful, but lost his left hand with two fingers. He was close to the upper body of the boy from the rear ring and pressed him into his arms.

The boss's right hand is holding the young body, placed in a place that Kevin can't see, and it is shaking with the movement of the boy.

what?

Kevin's eyes widened and his chin fell.

Not only that: the usual easy and heavy work of the easy-to-go Grivo boss, at this moment actually violently gasping.

His iron body is following the teenager's left and right, and the suspicious rhythm of the up and down, also undulating back and forth in a timely and tacit manner.

The boss himself is distorted, emotional, and even close to the boy's ear, biting his teeth and calling some unclear words.

It seems like venting something.

vent?

Kevin snorted.

This is this...

Looking at the two excited and excited people in the wheelchair, watching the youth and the boss's body fit together, painful and happy forgetfulness, Kevin's face is getting whiter.

The old man in the shield told him: For a long time, there were all kinds of girls or women living in the shield. No matter how good, beautiful, and able to hold a family, the prestigious Grivo boss never looked at it. Anyone.

The old man sighed and said to Kevin: There is a reason.

the reason?

Kevin, who is in the heart, feels that he has just found the reason for the single.

Grivo boss in the middle of the night, in the no man's land with a beautiful little boy, one after another, one after the other...

Oh my God!

The young poor boy didn't dare to think anymore. He was subconscious and raised his whip and drove away in a carriage.

But at this time, the face of Grivo has raised his head.

With Kevin straight in the moonlight on the line of sight.

Kevin suddenly got a glimpse.

It’s over.

I found it……

The secret of the boss...

I will... will be killed...

Kevin’s screams not only cut the sky, but also made Grivo a little clear.

Tyres gasped hard, and he had given up on negotiations with Gryvo - it was probably a madman.

No way to talk.

"... Boss boss boss since I have not been to the shield, that is to say ..." Poor Kevin desperately buried his face in his hands, yelling and yelling: "No, no, Gryvo boss, I swear I didn't see anything..."

Grivo frowned, first glanced at the prince who was held in his arms, and then turned to the carriage impatiently.

"Kevin!"

The boss of the shield yelled: "Shut up!"

Under the glory of Grivo, Kevin’s voice slammed like a moment, and it seemed to be caught in an instant.

"How many years have passed," another voice, slowly coming from the carriage, contains an infinite emotion:

"Old friend."

Grivo was slightly shocked.

This voice...

Taylors also stunned.

Then... isn't that...

In the dark night, a wooden cane twitched down the carriage, followed by two fragile and old legs.

"Sorry, it’s slower than the appointed time." The man walked down the carriage and looked at the surrounding place. He frowned and raised his nose: "Oh, it seems that you are still Dry old camp."

Gryvo stared at the people, and even the tens of Terry in his arms didn't bother to notice.

"My mother is really fucking," Gryvo opened his mouth and looked at the passengers on the carriage. His expression was like seeing the dog next door:

"Fucking, I am still thinking about the invitation of the lack of goods, it is actually you."

The person chuckled and said: "Is it very unexpected?"

"Cut, you are not dead yet," Grivo snorted and his emotions were complicated:

"Old crow."

Hearing the familiar nickname, Tyres struggled to turn his head and saw the coming.

It was an old man with deep wrinkles and vicissitudes.

The Bachelor of the Dragon Kiss College, the teacher of Gilbert and Putier, who is not qualified, is also the teacher of him and Selma.

Old crow, Meri Hicks.

At this moment, he was standing in the moonlight and nodded at Taylors.

It's him.

At that moment, Taylors figured out a lot of things.

(End of this chapter)