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Chapter 69 Games, how can you play without doing anything

Aowei hammered the young man's shoulder hard, signaling him not to touch the fish, it's time to work hard.

At this moment, Sister Astarte stepped forward and asked, "Hello, are there any halfling female slaves here?"

"Yes, sir, please come inside." The young guard bent down and prepared to welcome the guests in.

But Aowei, who was cautious at the side, immediately went up to him and said, "My lord pastor, you are not allowed to enter the business with weapons. Look..."

Sister Astarte froze for a moment, scratched her head and said, "Then you keep my weapon well, and your firm will compensate me if you lose it."

"Okay, okay, please forgive us." Aowei hunched over, with a naive smile on his face.

The young soldier opened his mouth, held back the words "the firm does not have such regulations", and fell silent.

"Well, please guys..." Sister Astarte took off the mace from her side and handed it over.

Aowei breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that he was thinking too much.

The next second, the hammer passed over suddenly accelerated.

"Die first!"

Aowei, who was bent over, only had time to open his mouth, but before he could react, his head was spun around by the whistling mace.

The youth guard screamed and was about to pull out the long sword around his waist when he saw Sister Astarte kicking him in the stomach. It penetrated mercilessly into his chest.

He opened his mouth, and his eyes fell down with some confusion. Looking at the priest who shot suddenly, his brows and eyes were smiling like a ghast that was looking for his life.

"No pity, no regrets, no fear!" Sister Astarte roared, and strode into the gate with a mace in her hand.

He could vaguely hear his grinning voice from the street: "This mace is much better than divine magic!"

Amidst the terrified screams from the street, he controlled his body, which seemed to have endless strength, and rushed directly into the slave trading house.

In the backyard, some internal personnel have already found that the situation outside is not right, and they are going to protect some customers who visited inside and evacuate through the small door.

But at this moment, there was a shrill cry from the front desk.

It was the wailing of the supervisor who was in charge of receiving the relevant guests outside.

The voice stopped before calling out for a second time. The director's head was hammered into the wooden cabinet at the front desk by Sister Astarte, and he could vaguely hear his soliloquy coming from the front desk:

"Oh, so your head is not much harder than a cabinet!"

At this time in the backyard.

A businessman dressed in Chinese clothes folded his hands, bent over, and said to the nobleman beside him with cold sweat, "Mr. Hansen, I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, it's our side who was careless and didn't do a good job in protecting it."

As he spoke, he kept cursing Aowei and the new young warriors for their futility.

One of the guards standing beside the nobleman looked at his boss and said, "Master Hansen, do you want me to help you deal with it?"

"No, no! You can watch here now, how can you let customers go and quell the riots for us." The slave trader Tyrant wiped the cold sweat from his head.

If the guests are really allowed to do this, there will be no chance to develop themselves on Happy Street in the future.

No customer would like to come to this kind of slave business that can't even protect their own safety.

"The two of you go together. After raising you for so long, it's time to show your value." Tyrant turned to look at the two guards in the inner courtyard, and added through gritted teeth: "Don't keep alive, dare to break through Those who enter the business and cause trouble, just kill them directly."

As for whether killing the man outside would cause any bad consequences?
Please, what can happen!The guys I have to eat are almost gone, and it is very likely that the pants will fall off, who cares about you!

After Tyrant finished speaking, the two warrior adventurers who had been by his side glanced at each other, took out their weapons and walked towards the front desk.

The two adventurers who rushed over reacted very quickly after entering the front hall. One of the warriors with a one-handed sword came up with a set of slashing and three combos.

The Sister Astartes who bumped into her head-on didn't even have time to react too much, and two bone-deep injuries appeared on her body in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, he didn't even have time to think about how to dodge, but just grinning grinningly, when the soldier was about to take his head, he threw the mace at the soldier's chest in exchange for his life.

"madman!"

The soldier has never seen such an operation of biting off a piece of flesh from the enemy without taking his own life!

Decisively retreat and give another fighter next to him a chance to attack.

The two had obviously cooperated for many years. The moment the sword-wielding warrior retreated, the other warrior took the opportunity to bully him.

Wearing the knuckles, he took advantage of the moment when Sister Astartes lost control of the mace bye, and punched him hard in the chest.

Amid the clearly audible sound of cracking bones, Sister Astarte let out a muffled grunt, her upper body instantly sank, and the small conical thorns on her knuckles left four deep holes in his chest.

"Assault, death, silence like a swan!" Sister Astarte, who didn't stop at all, roared, daring to face the danger of death, she leaned forward and pushed her knees hard.

The sword-wielding warrior who caught up with him cut off his left hand at once, and achieved the result he wanted - the face of the knuckle-fighter who was close to him suddenly turned liver-colored.

"Hey, look here!"

The knuckle fighter who was attacked by the explosive egg trembled with his feet, and smashed the small wooden chair thrown towards him with his fist. He looked at the two unemployed people rushing towards him with bloodshot eyes, and laughed angrily.

Forget about that desperate mad dog.

You're not even a pro, dare to run over and attack yourself, a novice sixth-level fighter?

Just when the two fighters were about to hit the three guys who were recklessly attacking the firm, the Knuckle Warrior suddenly felt a biting pain and a pulling sensation from his shoes.

Looking down, the pastor lost an arm, and his left leg was broken. He was still grabbing his leg with his remaining arm, biting the soles of his feet fiercely with his teeth.

What kind of hatred is this? !

For a moment, he only felt terribly terrified, and subconsciously raised his foot to kick the lunatic away.

He didn't want to stand next to this madman for a moment.

"Xiu~ Nun!" The nun who was thrown into the air was caught by Nan Ke who was a little flustered.

Sister Astarte, whose mouth was full of blood, looked at Nanke and Luan Xiaoyu who had rushed over at some time, with a ferocious smile on her face: "You two...cough cough, what are you doing here instead of completing the mission?"

"Mission mission, I can go to the mission of TM, I am here to play the game, not to let the game play, the mission is not done! Let me help you kill this guy, let them see what the fourth natural disaster is!"

Luan Xiaoyu clung to a long bench and waved it wildly, with an excited look on his face.

She did the stool that was just thrown over.

It's a game, how can you play it if you don't make trouble!
Sister Astarte's eyes moved slightly, and she opened her mouth to say something thankful, but the words turned into a vicious ridicule when she reached her mouth:
"The two of you came really slowly. It's okay to do the mission to catch fish. Is it possible that I should call '123 to start the group'?"

But the next moment, the shadows under their feet squirmed, and the expressions of the three froze instantly.

"Don't move, my shadow blade control is not so good, if you don't want to die, stop it all for me!"

The rogue adventurer who accompanied the emerging noble slowly rose from the shadows, bared his teeth and looked at the three players and said, "Shh, don't make a sound, seeing rogues dancing in the shadows is a good experience. "

He suddenly grabbed the hair of the restless Xiaoyu who wanted to make a little move.

Feeling the pain of her hair being pulled, she screamed "ah".

Before he could speak more arrogantly, he suddenly felt his scalp go numb, his eyes looked at the light blue energy thread wrapped around his hands and feet at some point, and his fine hair exploded.

When did this happen?

An indifferent voice sounded: "I can understand your behavior as... are you trying to provoke me?"

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　Street diary:
　　【Black History Series】

　　It was around the second semester of my sophomore year. At that time, I "just" broke up with my ex for more than a year, not because I was waiting for him, but because I didn't like anyone for the time being.

　　Then one day when I was on the bus to the driving school to practice, I suddenly received a call from home.

　　My mother and I chatted for a long time, and suddenly when we were about to hang up the phone, he said: "Son, you don't want to be gay!"

　　I froze for a moment and said, "Why do you have such a mess of thoughts."

　　My mother: "But it's been more than a year, and I haven't seen any news from you!"

　　Me: ...I'm really sorry for not being too lazy to find the next one!
　　(Comment: If you want to be single and keep clean in college, remember to tell your family that you have already talked about boyfriend and girlfriend, otherwise you will basically be talked about by your family)

　　
　
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