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Chapter 154 I Have a Relative

"Where is the crow? Tell him to roll over and meet me!"

On the screen, Great Elder Su Mir kept yelling. When Lott heard it, he was taken aback for a moment, and then frowned: Didn't the crow return?Wasn't it a waste of time before that?
At this time, another old man of medium stature appeared on the screen who looked energetic. While comforting the big fat man sitting on the massage chair, he asked the people around him to go down until there were no other people in the room, with a solemn tone He said calmly: "Great Elder, the crow may not be here anymore."

When the fat man heard this, he turned around in shock and said in a voiceless voice, "What's going on? Who else in this world can touch him?"

Kingsman is not as simple as it is said, unless he is surrounded by powerful enemies who are several times more fierce than himself, otherwise no one can touch him!

"I don't know, Great Elder." The old man lowered his head to think for a moment, and finally raised his head again and said, "I just got the news that when the crow's reconnaissance team entered Sala City to collect intelligence the day before yesterday, several people from the Principality of Doras Let’s follow the leaflets of the dungeon together, and we already arrived at the dungeon as early as the day before yesterday.”

But now it seems that the world has evaporated, and there is no news at all.
After the old fat man heard this, his eyes widened immediately. This matter was beyond his expectation. Not only him, but even Lott himself could not grasp the current whereabouts of the crow—it was not in the city anyway, and the artificial intelligence was always monitoring it. .

The old fat man opened his mouth, and then asked, "Where are the people from the Duchy of Doras who are with him?"

"Great Elder, this is the main point I want to say!" The old man looked around, as if he was afraid that someone around would eavesdrop, he leaned closer and lowered his voice, "I don't know if you still remember, we took 5000 million to bet on a In the entertainment project of fighting in the wild?"

"PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds?"

"Yes." Speaking of this, the old man's face was covered with a shadow, and he said heavily, "I have a relative in the Principality of Doras, and he arranged his nephew to be gilded in the investigation team. What does that kid look like? I didn't think of this for a while, but after receiving the news that the crow and Doras's investigation team were all missing, I just remembered that the guy we bet on who died in the end was my old friend's nephew! "

"hiss!!!!"

Hearing this, the old fat man gasped.

It's not the identity of the short-lived ghost, but his position. Since he was inserted by a high-ranking person, the position is definitely not low, which means that even if he is in danger, the people below will desperately protect him life.

In other words, if he is here, it means that the entire Doras investigation team is here, and it is self-evident what will happen to the crow team that came with Doras.

"The crow is over." The old fat man sighed suddenly. This is the trump card investigation team, and it is quite easy to use. If it is gone, what should we do in the future?
The old man next to him said again: "Grand Elder, since the lord here dares to kill our assassins and pull them out to make money, this is not giving you face!"

The old fat man raised his eyelids, looked at him with a frown, and asked, "Old rules?"

"Old rules, send out high-level spies, and after the investigation is over, destroy this place in one fell swoop, what do you think?"

When the old man said this, his eyes were full of violence. Things like massacring cities and households were commonplace for them, and they had already spent enough money here, and once they took the city here, Then not only can they recover the cost, but they can do whatever they want here in the wine pool and meat forest in the future!
The more they thought about it, the more excited they became. When the old fat man nodded in agreement, he accidentally glanced at Pikachu who was lying on the bench next to him, sleeping soundly. He was stunned for a moment, and then fell silent.

"Big elder?"

"Before that, I want to ask." The old fat man pointed to Pikachu and said, "As far as I know, although there are few guards in this city, everyone has this kind of pet on them, and they are absolutely powerful. It is very different from what ordinary people hold, how should we deal with these things?"

When the old man heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Don't worry about the Great Elder, I wonder if you still remember that the group of alchemists we wiped out five years ago, their Graeme technology was snatched by us, after several years of digestion , we already have more than 100 Graham Corps!"

Graeme, that is, rock giants, has many types, and the stone made by Sumir's technology from the alchemist is artificial: 5 meters high, infinitely powerful, immune to any spells and magic, except for a little bit of action. In addition to the lack of slowness, it is almost invincible!

"Ordinary swords, guns, swords and halberds can't do any harm to Graeme, let alone these little monsters who only know magic!"

The old man kept egging on, and the big fat man had obviously loosened up. Who wouldn't want to have such a splendid and rich dungeon.

After pondering over and over again, the fat man said seriously: "Go and get Ye Xiao, let them act tonight, and after they have investigated all the strongholds here, give me an explanation tomorrow morning."

"Obey the Great Elder."

The big fat man turned his head to look at the lively arena outside the floor-to-ceiling windows ahead, and asked, "Shall we still buy it for the next game?"

After hearing this, the old man said mysteriously: "Hehe, don't worry, Great Elder, there is someone here, he is the son of another relative of mine"

"You have a lot of relatives." Lotte leaned lazily on the sofa and looked at the holographic screen in front of him, while opening his mouth to eat the orange slices stuffed by Maria.

"Vickers, show me the kid's information."

The goblin called up the information on the tablet, handed it over and said, "My lord, if possible, I would like to take one of their Graemes and disassemble it for research."

Lott lowered his head while checking the information and replied: "This has to wait until you get the scarab out. After all, facing 100 5-meter-tall almost invincible stone men, the Death Knight will be completely wiped out."

"Yes, so I hope that the damage will not be too severe, and I want to have a complete one."

Lott nodded, continued to look at the tablet, and said, "Vader."

"Yes my lord."

"You know what to do."

The scarabs on foreign expeditions are in charge of the Throne Knights.

The black warrior who received the order turned his head to look at the goblin, and replied: "I will grab 10 of them for you at that time, and you can take them apart and play slowly."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Knight Officer!" Vickers' old face suddenly smiled like a chrysanthemum, and the goblins on the second deck also whispered excitedly - the newly appointed Knight Officer seemed to be easy to talk to, but he didn't Miss Deacon is so scary.

"Well, Vader, give me some advice. This old man's relatives are quite powerful in combat, and Jill is probably a little out of control." Lott said while raising his head and handing over the tablet. For tactics and strategies, he still has to ask the Knight of the Throne. Just a suggestion.

Vader reached out to take the computer, swipe on it, and after reading the information of the old man's relatives, he handed the tablet back to Lot, nodded and said, "There is no problem, my lord, we can do this." Then we started Explain in detail.

After a while, the game of 16 into 8 began.

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