Vol 2 Chapter 200: Shadows are immortal, eternal

Chapter 200, the shadow is immortal, and it will last forever.
"Boom!"
The man’s horrified expression was too late to appear on his face, and he was mentioned in the air by the burly Rumba!
Looking at the window, all the tales and little slickers were surprised.
"Why did he want to..." The little slicker was scared.
"Quiet, keep watching." Taylor looked at the situation calmly, stopping the words of the little slippery.
The strange man suddenly encountered a crisis. He reacted with his hands very quickly. A dagger and an awl appeared in his hand and handed it to Rumba!
But his arms only reached half, and they were firmly clamped by the other person from behind.
He had a number of ties with Tyres, and escorted him to one of the five battles of Exeter in Longyan City. The "Fire Knight" of the black sand collar, Lord Toulha, appeared behind a strange man. The expression indifferently took the man’s struggling arms.
Rumba continued to hold his neck and his face was blank.
"You!" The man who was not breathing well widened his eyes. He wanted to say something, but he could not say it.
In the next second, Tuleha turned his hands.
"Kala!"
The sound of the dislocation of the muscles came.
The man trembled desperately, closing his eyes and making painful embarrassment.
Tulleha let go of his hand, and the man's arms fell weakly behind his body, and the dagger and the awl fell together.
Dangdang!
"I have given you a chance." Lombard coldly.
"What?" The man braved the cold sweat and struggled to say a word from the corner of his mouth.
"Have you heard a word?" Rumba said: "To be a fool, you must be prepared to be fools."
The man muttered in despair.
Lombard loosened his hand slightly.
"Breakfast!" got a hard-won air. The man bit his teeth and looked at him: "We arranged so much for you before and after, but you..."
But his words could not continue, and Rumba grabbed his neck and tried again!
"I'm fed up," said the black sand dagong's expression as if it were a thousand years of ice, but in a pair of scorpions it was killing: "Sariton's hand, Commas's line, the gang's strength, It is the black sand collar that gambles on everything. The forces that control the situation are my troops, top secret information and cover, including the most critical disasters, all relying on the people in the south!"
"In addition to moving your mouth, you haven't done anything with this bunch of hybrids!"
Disaster.
The people in the south.
Tyres took a sigh of relief as he heard the key words.
Everything outside the car was still going on, and Lombard held the other's neck, and Lord Tulha stood behind the man, staring coldly.
"It is clear that nothing is willing to pay, and the hurricane ignites and pushes the waves, but it is necessary to enjoy it." Rumba's voice contains a chilling murder.
"And you dare to threaten me?" Dagong slightly raised his eyes, and his tone suddenly rose. "What gave you so much confidence? Are you those dark arrows lurking in the gutter? See the worms that are not light? The garbage that eats garbage. ?"
The man struggled with desperation, but he could not say a word.
In the carriage, Tyres gasped for two breaths, throwing a mess of thoughts to the side, and looked up and continued to look outside.
I saw that the expression of Rumba began to change. He bit his teeth and his eyebrows gathered into a peak.
"Do you think that you are very smart? With the pervasive intelligence infiltration, the insidious and insidious schemes, happily playing with the noble aristocrats, arrogantly playing the long-established national political power, but also proudly smug and enjoy the fun behind the game. ?"
"But you are neither a secret nor a dark room. There is no strong country behind it." Lombard raised the man higher and hated it in his eyes: "You are just a hundred years away from the east." The rat nest is worse than the disaster."
"Do you think that I am the stupid material of Peifu? Let you take it?" The words of the Dasha Dagong changed from the unkind icy to the anger, but the tone was surprisingly calm and indifferent: "You think that I am really To the extent that you can tolerate your hand reaching into my army and burying dark lines and spies in my territory?"
Lombard blinked slightly: "I control my magical guns and play with my officers. Is it fun?"
The man stunned his eyes with a pair of eyes with suspicion and fear, and his arms hanged weakly.
Dasha Dagong continued to use his calm and terrible tone to say the fierce and terrible words: "You thought that I found you, contacted you, and negotiated with you. I don’t want to smash you all the time. Is destruction done?"
Tulleha seemed to feel the sight of Tyres, and he turned his head sharply toward the prince.
The little slicker couldn't stand his gaze and was scared to retract his seat.
Tyres was slightly surprised, but he still gritted his teeth and observed the scene outside the car under the oppressive eyes of the Fire Knight.
"Don't think that I don't know, you said it well, and you still continue to infiltrate my power in the dark," said the grand public. "You guys will only eat junk in the gutter."
"When you are forced to go nowhere in the stars, you see Exeter as a paradise for freedom?" Lombard bit his teeth, and the gully on his face gathered a scary outline: "Believe me, the North is more terrible than the South.

"For me, I will dig up every dirty mouse like you from the darkest pit, regardless of cost, regardless of cost, without sacrifice."
The man seems to have forgotten to breathe. He stared at Lombard and even struggled.
Dagong’s words continued, and even the distant Tels listened, and did not feel a glimpse:
"I will send every nobility who secretly contacts you and sneak a song to the noose, tearing every little person who has dyed you into pieces. Wherever my flag goes, let each of you Can't hide, can't escape, can't live."
"I will drain the air you breathe, clean up the nutrients you have taken, crush the dens you live in, and I will bury all the mice in your gutters in the North, until you have rooted everything."

No pest can survive on my land,
Lombard gently squeezed the hand that gripped the other’s throat. The eyes sparkled with dignity and killing:
Whether you believe it or not, I will be one inch and one foot. Find one of you, one family, and then go from top to bottom, killing them."
Dagong gently closed his mouth and his eyes were still stunned.
The man trembled his lips and groaned with a word:
"The Shadow Lord... The Shadow Lord will not let you go..."
Rumba heard the words, slightly squinting, revealing a fierce and deep smile: "Do you think I will let him go?"
"He is in Longyan City, right in the spear area, isn't it?"
The man is stunned.
Thales adjusted his breathing and remembered what he had seen and heard.
Assassination.
Sariton.
Disaster.
The people in the south.
Pefitt, magic gun.
And ... "shadow master."
Rumba suddenly let go of the man who was raised in the air.
The man fell on the ground and gasped continuously.
"And you..." and Dagong slowly squats, revealing a smile that is almost equal to no one in the man's eyes full of fear.
"Hey……"
"Do it, we all have consciousness..." The man closed his eyes with a fate, showing a look of death:
"The shadow is not extinguished, and it will last forever."
Hearing this strange sentence, Tells exhaled and confirmed what he thought.
But in the next second, there was a dramatic change in the field.
I saw that Lombard suddenly reached out and grabbed the left arm of the man who was unloaded.
Then he held the other person's shoulders firmly!
"Kala!"
In the screams of men, Rumba made a deep laugh.
Tyres widened his eyes.
One second.
Two seconds.
The man with a cold sweat opened his eyes.
He found himself alive.
He is stunned.
The man breathed awkwardly, and he moved his left arm, which he had just been connected to, and then looked blank.
"Don't be too nervous, the brazier," I saw Dagong patted the man's shoulder, quietly and plainly whispered: "Just just a joke with you."
"We are partners after all, aren't we?"
The man, code-named Brass, looked at the incredible eyes. He turned his head and looked at Lord Tulha behind him.
However, the latter is still expressionless.
"You should lick your face," Lombard laughed. "You will laugh at yourself."
The brazier turned his head and looked at Rumba incredulously.
"You, you...just...why!" he gasped in surprise.
"It doesn't matter, report these to your master," said the tycoon, who patted his face again, his face full of chilling smiles: "So, he will understand my attitude."
The man looked at Rumba slyly and seemed to never know the lord again.
"Hey, pick up your right arm," said Rumba, standing up and looking down at him. "I took the boy away, when your master thought about it..."
The man did not move and seemed to be shocked.
"And, don't remember to hate me," Rumba turned and calmly said: "You know, the jokes are much more open."
Rumba turned back and bowed slightly, and the scorpion showed strange colors:
"There will always be a real time."
The man clenched his teeth and lowered his head.
In the next second, Lombard took a step and left without returning.
Tulleha kept up with a word.
Leaving the man who was breathing slightly behind him.
It seems that the dangerous dialogue just never existed.
Tyres looked at the scene with amazement and watched Rumba and Tulha walking towards the carriage.
In his ear, there was another dialogue between Dagong and his subordinates.
"Through the help over there, we successfully won the last gate in front of the Palace of the Spirit," the voice of the Fire Knight was steady and plain: "The Palace of the Spirit has been isolated by us."
Lombard nodded slightly.
"Our rumors are very effective. The garrison officials and the people in the General Order Office have sent troops into the shield. The Prime Minister of Brisbane has also begun to try to control the spread of the news - this will help us a lot before we are exposed." Leha is faint.
"According to your plan, we still have three hours."
"Very good," Dagong's expression did not change, and he said with approval: "But your expression is wrong... What else do I need to know?"
"There was an accident," Lord Tulerha nodded gently, his voice sinking: "We took Grivo, but Niely ran."
Rumba frowned.
Hearing this news, Tyres also stunned everything.
Comet, Nilai.
He is still alive...
"I remember you brought the Rising Sun Knife?" asked the grandfather at the foot of the public.
"Yes, but some people accidentally broke into the battlefield," Tulleha did not move, and did not seem to be bothered by the failure of the mission: "Although we are fully committed to killing, leaving him a lot of commemoration, but the intruder still carries Niely highlighted the encirclement."
After years of tacit understanding, Rumba did not ask any more. He simply asked a word:
"Who?"
Tulha’s answer, once again let Taylors hold it.
"A man of ordinary looks, superb," ​​just listened to the fire knight whispered: "With a black sword."
Taylor's gaze condensed on the door.
The sin of the prison river flows away like a low tide, taking away the extraordinary hearing, but also leaving him a tired.
The next moment, the Grand Master of Lombard opened the door and boarded the carriage under the gaze of the little slicker.
Thales licked his sore head, eased the aftermath of the crime of the prison, and adjusted the confusion that became more and more chaotic through the information he had just eavesdropped.
He breathed a sigh of relief, sitting in the carriage, glaring at the cold Rumba:
"I thought you were going to sell me."
Rumba turned his head and looked straight at Taylors.
"You are worth more than you think," said the fair and calmly: "The buyer has to go back and discuss the offer."
Tyres sneered like a mockery.
"Those who brought disaster to you," the second priest asked intentionally. "They know how you plan to deal with me."
In the face of Tyler's temptation, Rumba just snorted and turned back, no answer.
"Okay," looked at Lombar, who was not leaking. Taylors sighed:
"Nun is dead, but what are you going to do next?"
Hearing this, Rumba narrowed his eyes.
"How to do it?"
Dagong sighed with a sigh of relief, and his eyes seemed to burn with flames: "Go to save this country."
Taylors stunned.
The carriage was started again.
Drive to an unknown future.
(End of this chapter)