Vol 3 Chapter 278: Head-on

"Huh ... where is this time?"
"Gur City."
"... Your mother!"
After the weak greetings, Oliver, who was originally leaning on the roadway, sat directly on the ground, grabbed his hair, and waved the dew above him, looking depressed and abnormal.
On the side, Samp still covered his face with a black robe and could not see any expression, but judging from the movement of lowering his hat from time to time, it seemed a bit awkward.
Yes, Samp is indeed awkward. Six times, for a whole day and two nights, none of them were right. Although the probability of each decision is basically constant, so many consecutive misses are enough to make him feel helpless.
"Are you saying that someone is watching us and spreading the news?" Oliver looked around and asked with some suspicion.
"Impossible!" Samp shook his head and quickly denied. "We used space to move in and out of the city. We only stayed for a few minutes, and we couldn't be watched."
"What the is going on!" Oliver hugged his head and snarled with a tangled expression. "Is that man really lucky? Strategy is really so good? Or are we too old ..."
Samp heard that he was silent, the other was not easy to say, but he was definitely bad enough ... half-snapped and suddenly looked up: "Oliver, you judge this time."
"Uh ... me?" Oliver looked up suddenly, and pointed his finger at himself in surprise. Then he seemed to understand something and touched his hair. "Ahem, Sang, don't get me wrong, I don't blame you ..."
"Not this." He waved his hand, Samp said. "From the portrait in that newspaper, the other party should know us, and he must have guessed that we must have come to me. If he knew me Personality. This kind of result can be explained. So this time, try it for you to judge. "
"So ..." Oliver hesitated and finally nodded, then scratched his chin thoughtfully, and hammered his palm, "Well. Let's go to the city of fire."
"Oh? Is there a reason?" Beacon City's counterpart has been there, the probability is really not high. However, Samp did not object, just asked a question.
"No, mongo!" Oliver's answer was very straightforward.
Snapped! Samp snapped his fingers after a stun, and his whole body shone in white light: "Yes, that's the effect."
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When a scene becomes rigid and needs to be broken. Strength, wisdom, outside moves, etc., as long as they are strong enough, are all effective means of breaking the game.
Of course, luck is also, it can even be said that this is the most counter-insurgency means. No need to pay anything, just sit and solve the problem ... and for the broken side. Uh, admit it, this Nima is fate!
At noon, Beacon City.
Tang En, who feels very good, enters the city, and then follows the main road towards the city center. This time he was not in a hurry to go to which city gate to prepare to run, but was going to find a secret agency to see how long the staff of the Bright Temple could reach.
This kind of help Tang En certainly does not intend to let it go. And Samp, they are not likely to be scared away, so what he has to do now is to find a way to let the two groups meet and fight, and wait for the results happily.
The traffic flow in the city was very dense. Tang En glanced at the snail-speed lane, jumped off the horse, and held the reins to cross the square.
I don't know if it was because of the lesson learned from Mountain Creek City. After the news of the arrival of the two Samps spread, the security in the city was significantly strengthened. The city center is not to mention here, beside the mighty general statue. Guarded by a cavalry heavily armed guard.
Just then, at the fork in the square, Samp and Oliver appeared out of thin air.
As soon as he stepped out, Samp did not care about the horrified crowd around him, his palms flying. Settle quickly.
Beacon City is a large city, and the squares in the city are full of soil and gold, so naturally there will be no roadways around it. Appearing here will inevitably attract attention. Their identities were revealed yesterday, and if they stay too long, they will definitely cause riots.
Although Samp and Oliver did not care about these ordinary people, the trouble that followed was that they did not want to provoke them.
Soon, the white spots of light gathered between Samp's fingers began to dissipate. Oliver on the side first glanced at the people around him who had clearly recognized their identity, and then lazily turned back and asked, "Where is this time?"
In a casual tone, Oliver really did not expect the other party to be in Fire City. After all, Samp had failed to calculate after so many calculations. Could he still be defeated by him once? Alas,
The wave ... a light noise, the white light spots flowing on the nail suddenly exploded. Samp shook his body, his joint palms were thrown away, and he stepped back involuntarily.
Is this ... forcibly skipping the magic end phase? Oliver opened his mouth suddenly, and quickly stepped forward and gave a hand: "What's the matter?"
Samp didn't answer his question and looked up suddenly. The blade of the black hood seemed to hide the blade. First, he swept sharply around the crowd, and then turned to the square not far away.
Outside is a stream of horse-drawn carriages, and inside is a bustling crowd. They are shoulder-to-shoulder, densely packed ... that is, like ants who moved collectively before the rain, but also worker bees who are hard-working to find food. If you want to find someone here, even an acquaintance, the difficulty is quite large. Strange words, it's tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack!
Where and where ... middle-aged man, middle-aged man ...
Pushing away Oliver's arm, Sample lifted his body three feet off the ground and just suspended in the air. Eyes like a torch look like a falcon soaring down, with a slight swing of his mind to filter all kinds of faces. However, the positioning of a few kilometers is too large, so look for it ...
Wait, there's a horse ... Sampe's eyes were frozen in the square in the square, a man who turned his back on the black horse, struggling to advance through the crowd with the reins of the black horse.
Half a day back and forth between the cities, even if the opponent speeds, they will never leave the horses.
It seems that because Samp's eyes are too sharp, the man subconsciously looked back, oh, it was a normal youth face. The eyes of the two men faced each other, because they were too far apart to see clearly. The young man seemed to raise an eyebrow, then nodded politely, grinning brightly.
Not a middle-aged person ... Samp quickly ruled out ~ EbookFREE.me ~, his eyes flickered and he swept away. Damn, where is it ...
"Samp, is that man here? Did you find him?" Oliver was rough-headed, not stupid. Seeing Samp's reaction was so fierce, he also knew instantly that the person they were looking for was right in front of him.
Shaking his head slightly, Samp replied, "Here it is, but not yet ... eh? No!"
A lightning flashed across my mind, and the entire cerebral cortex was numb ... he was floating now. Why wasn't the young man surprised at all?
The eyes turned back instantly, the dark horse was still there, and the huge horse was disturbed, its owner was gone ...
"Shit!" Slam yelled, patted his brain again, his body vacated again, and flew towards the field.
"Oliver, ready to clear. The other party is here, a young man!"
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