The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

The Scarecrow didn't speak, she just watched the two argue.

The alchemist insisted that the executioner was killed out of emotion, but the hunter denied that the prey and the hunter could not have any special feelings and thought the alchemist's inference was absurd.

This kind of debate itself is meaningless. The Scarecrow feels that whether he likes it or hates it is a problem for the executioner alone. As a partner, he can only help out.

But the problem is that patrolling is really too boring, so the scarecrow's mind is also very curious: where the logic of the alchemist and the hunter's chatting with each other will extend.

However, the Scarecrow doesn't know that those who gaze into the abyss will also be raped by the abyss.

"What do you think of the Scarecrow?"*2

"...why put the question on me?"

Neither the alchemist nor the hunter spoke, they just looked at the scarecrow with the eyes of a fool.

It seems to be saying that if you don’t ask who you are asking at this time?

"Why don't we ask the Almighty Father."

The Scarecrow tactfully threw this question to the iron-blooded father: Lycoris.

As a result, the information about Qin En's going to the Iron Blood Industry was spread to the Iron Blood Network.

"Qin En has promised to come over." The agent told Lycoris the news.

"Understood." Lycoris nodded.

And his gaze turned to the projection in the room: the projection belonging to the lady.

Lyco said gently: "He promised you to come over."

"En." The elegant lady in the projection nodded vigorously.

Lyco could feel that she was in a very good mood, and the brows that were frowned because of the pain also loosened.

"You'll have to work harder these few days, be patient, and you'll be fine when he arrives."

"Well . . . I'll be patient, Father—I'll be patient until he comes."

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Even though he did not agree to go to Sangvis, Sangvis will continue the contract with Neptune.

It would be too inhuman for the other party to be so kind.

Besides, Qin En is still very curious about Jagged Works.

Now that he has gone through so many things, Qin En has probably figured out the general character of the Tie Xue Gong's group of dolls.

"These guys are not bad guys."

If he came back to Chernobyl once in his life, and Qin En faced the executioner's invitation again, he might agree to go with Iron Blood.

Qin En knew that the people made by Iron and Blood would welcome him, but he didn't expect that the executioner, Tie Hanhan, would run over all the way.

From a long distance away, Qin En could hear the rumble of hundreds of galloping horses, and the figure of the executioner appeared on the other side of the horizon.

"Damn it, Executioner, do you know how much you weigh!? Running like this!?"

"Kuhahahaha, I don't care about that, stop talking nonsense about Qin En, you will kill me!"

The executioner took advantage of the kinetic energy of the galloping belt from several kilometers away, turning the mechanical knife and slashing towards Qin En.

White steam burst out from the mechanical knife, and the knife chopped the air into pieces.

Even the sound couldn't keep up with the knife.

But for the current Qin En, it is really not a threat.

The telekinetic force was wrapped around his fingers, and Qin En firmly clamped the executioner's mechanical knife with two fingers.

After catching it, the white air flow fell on Qin En's body, and this power was only to make his hair dance more beautifully in the air a few times.

"What kind of weird laughter is this bitter hahaha, executioner, do you have no electricity to count your own weight? Your knife, your armor, and that big power claw plus your body have already exceeded a ton Already!"

"So what about one ton, you stopped it casually." The executioner put away his knife, without looking at the messy road behind him, and said, "It's a big deal, I'll subsidize you with my pocket money."

"You'd better do it."

"Hey, don't be angry, I will definitely compensate you!"

The executioner opened his arms and hugged Qin En vigorously.

"It looks like I'm going home with you, Tie Hanhan, so—how do you plan to arrange the route?"

Qin En originally thought that no matter how stupid the executioner was, he would have already made a plan, but he didn't expect that when he asked the executioner so casually, his arms relaxed.

"..." "..." The two looked at each other.

It took four or five seconds for the executioner to react.

"what……"

"Ah, you are big!"

Qin En angrily hit the executioner's lower abdomen.

The executioner grinned and covered his lower abdomen and said, "I was too happy to forget it before, wait a moment—give me time to think about this, and I will ask the Scarecrow."