Vol 3 Chapter 394: Familiar camouflage

"Keekekekekekekeke ..."
Banging ... One hand was covering his throat, one hand was holding his chest vigorously, and the middle-aged man was holding his body, his expression was very painful. This time it wasn't loaded, but because I swallowed a bite of cheese and choked.
It was that person ... Little Carlo glanced, and confirmed the true identity of the middle-aged person. Although her previous attention was on the big man who did not lose bread, under Tang's teachings, whether it was intentional or not, it was a natural habit to observe the scene. What's more, the young man swears by the cheese with raisins ...
But though she saw the other person ’s pretense, Little Carlo did n’t have any other ideas. She did n’t know this young person, and she did n’t have any enemy. The enemy was a friend, so she turned away when she saw it. .
"Cough ... water ... cough ..."
This middle-aged man is really tragedy, because just now I saw the vigorous performance of the little girl, and now I suddenly see the real person, it will inevitably be frightened, plus the reason of raising his head, accidentally swallow the whole mouthful of cheese ... It is naturally impossible to suffocate. After all, the cheese is still soft, but the suffocation feeling that stays on the throat can not be tortured. The middle-aged man has a chest and his feet, so he can't be embarrassed.
Little Carlo stepped in a footstep, turned her gaze coldly and stared at the meeting again, landing lightly, pulling out the kettle from the small cloth bag, opening the lid and handing it over.
Taking it by hand, the middle-aged man didn't care about the other heads up, he just slammed a lot, and grunted ... That posture, I am afraid, is a bottle of poison in front of him. He would not hesitate to choose to drink first.
"Well ..." For a moment, the middle-aged man drank no drop of water. Breathing comfortably, he patted his chest and slammed his stomach again, and immediately returned the kettle. Thanks, "Thank you, thank you ... you are my benefactor."
Little Carol didn't respond and took the kettle. Looking down at the obvious drool mark on the bottle mouth, he pursed his lips.
The middle-aged man also saw this situation. He just had to pay attention to these details before drinking water. He scratched his head rather than the image, and said shamefully, "This ... I'm sorry. Otherwise, I'll buy you another Right. "
Shaking his head, Little Carlo took out her cloth and wiped it. Close the bottle caps, put them in a small cloth bag together, finish all this, and turn away.
"Uh ..." With the palms on his head, the middle-aged man was a little stunned, staring blankly at the short back. But didn't take a few steps. Little Carlo stepped in a footstep, turned again, frowned slightly, and looked at the middle-aged man's face with a little doubt.
"What, what?"
With a pout, Carlo said thoughtfully, "You just froze. Why is your face red?" This was a question, in the situation just now. Because of suffocation, his face should be a large flush.
"Uh?" The middle-aged man touched his face subconsciously, blinked his eyes, "This, that ... Oh, that's because I'm sick, I'm weak, so my face is like that, eh, that's right. Keke ... Look, it's serious, Keke ... "
Little Carlo ignored the other's poor acting skills, and still said to herself: "It shouldn't be like this ... you have a camouflage mask, you should not see your face. But now it is red, this camouflage prop only……"
I figured it out. Little Carlo took the first step, and Frost's face became extremely serious: "Well, where did you get it?"
Why, under what circumstances, she seemed to see that I was wearing a camouflage mask, but what this meant ... uh, is it that I am too advanced? Does she want to grab ... the middle-aged person's heart is full of emotions, but the inner face is a blank look: "What? What have I got?"
Little Carlo heard that her face was even more indifferent, she looked at the other person seriously, her right sickle was slightly inclined, and she took another step: "Where did you get it?"
Taking a step back, pressing his arms down, the middle-aged man stared at the sickle's body tightly and chuckled his head and smiled, "Oh, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive ... uh, do you want to ask where this cheese was bought ……rub!"
The words did not fall, the meniscus blade light quickly killed, the middle-aged man burst into swearing and turned without hesitation. What's so special, what's the matter ...
...
In the lane, several big men of the Blood Sword Society are still searching. If you look down from the sky, you will find that there are many such teams, almost all over this area.
"Damn, where's the little miscellaneous piece!" Said a rather irritable Han Han, wielding a machete and cursing.
A person beside him shook his head: "I'm afraid it's hard to find. The terrain here is too complicated. You have to hide anywhere for a long time."
"You can't find it! If you don't kill her, we won't have to confuse the blood knife."
"That's the reason. Fortunately, she doesn't seem to be familiar with the situation here. We just need to be patient ..."
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh at the end of the speech, the big man made a pause gesture, looked at the open alleyway, frowned slightly," Did you hear any sound? "
"Voice? What voice?" The irritable big man asked in surprise, and then his face changed, and he heard the voice of cricket, like wind, and it became clearer ...
Suddenly, everyone looked up subconsciously. Alas ... A figure passed over the aisle, landed exactly on the other side of the wall, and then quickly turned and waved his arm.咝, 咝, 咝 ... The dense half-moon blade spins out, covering the rear from all angles.
Then a rather furious voice sounded, "Don't chase after Nima, misunderstanding, I don't even know you ..."
Half Moon Blade hasn't completely crossed the alleyway, a little figure raised a sickle and jumped from the other side into the air, appearing in the sight of the big men.
"It's her!" The exclamation sounded just below, and the sickle glowing with metal luster burst into a brutal spirit, and then the short figure in the air and the crescent moon-shaped sword-shaped mane daredly chopped towards the blasting net. Half moon blade.
Ding, Ding, Ding ...
The impact sounded like an iron strike, and the fitted sword was shot straight from the middle, and the half-moon blade swirling around like a small animal that was scattered by the beast, fled around. Daomang remained intact, rushed out of the encirclement, and chopped on the side wall of the roadway.
boom……
In the desperate gaze of those big men below, the half-cut wall slammed down and the dust was flying. Alas, in this dense dust, Little Carlo rushed out quickly, and the flowing blue silk and frosty face were stained with a little dust, but the persistent clear water eyes had not moved a point, persistent and firm.
"You ... you lunatic!" The middle-aged man was extremely tangled when he saw his face, and he stepped back against the wall.
Depression is a certain thing. The battle was inexplicable. Until now, this middle-aged person has no idea why. And if fighting strength is concerned, the middle-aged person is the one who stabilizes the other. However, this is not the case. Whenever he wants to break out and fight directly, he is interrupted by the opponent's ghostly figure and fighting style. And if you want to fight close to one another and give full play to the advantages of rich combat experience, the opponent's sickle attack is even more weird, often drawn from a variety of incredible angles.
However, since he couldn't afford it, he couldn't afford to hide, and ran the head office, but the little girl's speed surprised him again. To say that the fanfare is pretty much is to put gold on one's face, the explosive power of the other side even faintly presses him, it is impossible to get rid of.
You see, here it comes again ... Sideways avoiding a knife that shrunk to an inch, the middle-aged man tumbling tumbling on the ground a few times, too late to get up, lingering to the side, avoiding the sword.
"Nima, it's almost done!" As soon as the cuff moved, he pulled out the short sword to attack, and took a few steps back. "I can't bear to see you as a child. I'm really welcome to come again ... wipe!"
恍 If you haven't heard it, the meniscus blade of light from the bottom to the top draws a beautiful arc and falls, and then turns your wrist step by step. The sickle is dragged on the wall to draw a deep score on the road, with gravel dust Cut his head and cut his face.
"You are forcing me to explode. I can tell you very responsibly that the consequences of my madness are serious ..." The endless attacks gradually made the middle-aged man lose his patience, his face paled, and he was preparing to fight back.
He is very embarrassed right now, but if he puts everything aside and starts a fight, he may be injured or even seriously injured, but he can definitely win the opponent. It was because it was unnecessary before, but now it has to be. After all, blind passive avoidance will only fall into a deeper despair.
"Okay, mother! Isn't it just desperate, Uncle Arthur will let you see what it is ... uh?"
The middle-aged man's voice did not fall, the attack that never stopped was a stunned meal, and the sky-knife shadow disappeared. A few meters away, Carlo showed her figure with a sickle and frowned. "You're also Arthur?"
"Crap!" The middle-aged man took a few steps back, still looking wary, "What is it ..."
Interrupted ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Little Carlo then asked: "Do you know Brother Tang En? Your mask was given to you by Brother Tang En?"
"Tang ... brother?" The turning tone was obvious. The middle-aged man opened his mouth, his face was ridiculous, he trembled his fingers, and stuttered, "You you you you you you ... you are Tang En's Guy's sister, sister? "
Snapped! I patted both palms, and immediately jumped up, "I rub it, it must be ah ... where did I say the child was so perverted, it turned out to be the perverted sister ... Hehe, what, I didn't mean that ... haha, I'm familiar with Tang En, we met each other more than two months ago. By the way, I still gave him his potty dagger, Black Meteor, and now I feel bad about it ... Well, this Did you believe it? "
Leaning his head, Little Carlo seemed to remember something, his eyes were cold, hesitant to say, "You are the insignificant thief that Brother Tang En said, Jack?"
The middle-aged man who was overjoyed calmed down, his expression collapsed a little, and a loud scream came.
"Nima! He is insignificant, his family is insignificant ..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read m.)