Spirit Boss - 98. Melee (middle)

Barr took Wang Xiaoming to a towering tree, “How are you?”

Wang Xiaoming sat down leaning on the tree trunk and said smoothly: “It’s much better.”

Barr took out mineral water for him to drink from the space. They were quite thorough in preparing for the trip.

Wang Xiaoming took it, twisted the lid and took a sip, eyes suddenly condensed on the lid.

“What’s wrong?”

“It seems that it has expired.” Wang Xiaoming looked at the day carefully, “It just expired yesterday.”

Barr said: “Wait to go back and find that factory to settle the account.”

“…I misunderstood it, but it did not expire.” Wang Xiaoming quickly remedied it.

“…” Barr’s eyes swept over the lid in his hand, and he said in a bad tone, “Do you think I can’t read the numbers?”

Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes wide, “Do you understand?” Ah, he got the first question in the customs clearance right. Wang Xiaoming secretly reviewed himself.

Barr: “…”

Seeing his darker and darker face, Wang Xiaoming found a question to continue the discussion without knowing him, “Right. We are leaving like this, will Michelle and Andy be angry?”

Barr said inexplicably, “What does it matter to me whether they are angry or not?”

The unlucky traits that grew up made Wang Xiaoming cultivated as long as someone shows good to him, he doubles the way of doing things well to him. Because there are too few people who can withstand his implicated traits. Therefore, he always felt uneasy about Barr leaving Michelle and Andy away like this.

But Barr’s thinking mode is completely opposite to him. In his mind, there are four kinds of creatures-the updated version.

The first is him.

The second is Wang Xiaoming.

The third type is opponents, such as Lucifer, Michael, Isfer and so on.

The fourth type, others.

For the fourth kind, he never felt that it was necessary to spend much time.

Wang Xiaoming wanted to refute, but he didn’t dare to refute it openly, so he muttered in a low voice: “In other words, we are on someone else’s turf.”

Barr arrogantly said: “So what? Is it necessary to pay attention to home court advantage for opponents like pigs?”

Wang Xiaoming felt that he should be a wake-up call when he was overwhelmed, “but we are here to ask for help.”

Barr looked at him in surprise, “Who said we were here to beg?”

Wang Xiaoming was stunned. Didn’t they come to beg Cain to turn him into a blood clan? Although he feels that this is a bit redundant, as long as he is not bloodthirsty and has no sequelae, he feels that there is no problem with being a four-generation, five-generation, or even a sixth-generation.

“Huh. If it weren’t that Bloody Night Mountain couldn’t use the domain, I would prefer to go all the way in and pull him out of the coffin.”

Wang Xiaoming: “…” So Bloody Night Mountain can’t use the domain. He felt that Cain was actually very foresight.

The surrounding leaves shook.

The light orange leaves in the green fell leisurely, struck Wang Xiaoming’s nose, and landed on his palm.

“Autumn is coming so soon?” He raised his head curiously.

Baldow: “It’s not autumn, it’s distasteful.”

As soon as his words fell, a blood clan wearing a thick black woolen long trench coat, a jazz hat and leather gloves of the same color slowly walked out from the depths of the woods. He held a long black umbrella in his hand, which made him look a bit like a British gentleman.

He walked slowly in front of Barr and Wang Xiaoming, slowly took off his gloves and hat, and bowed slightly to them: “It’s nice to meet both of you. I’m Alan Fandro.”

Wang Xiaoming quickly stood up, patted the grass clippings on his butt, and followed his pose again, “I am Wang Xiaoming. He is Edward McAvey.” If you lie too much, you will become fluent.

Allen smiled and said: “Yesterday Nophele said that the new friends must be two. I’m sorry, I have been delayed until now.” He was not surprised that a human like Wang Xiaoming appeared in the Forest of Disillusionment.

Barr narrowed his eyes dangerously. “It was your person who set the arrow yesterday?”

“It should be ours.” Allen said, “McAvey is also the most loyal member of the secret party.”

Not to mention that Barr is not a member of McAvey, even if he is… look at his relationship with Hell and know how low the binding force of the word member is on him.

“Purpose.” Barr was straightforward.

“Cooperation.” Allen looked at Wang Xiaoming and said, “It seems that we need to work hard to get two more places.”

Barr didn’t even bother to lift his eyelids, “Not interested.”

Allen didn’t seem to be surprised by his answer. He smiled slightly and said, “What can be done with the hands of others is always more convenient than doing it yourself, isn’t it?”

Barr finally stood up and stared at him.

The four eyes are similar, one sharp and one calm.

For a long while.

The corner of Barr’s mouth curled up and said, “It’s interesting.”

Allen said: “If you don’t mind, can I talk about my plan first. Of course, this is just an expression of my sincerity, and there are no additional mandatory conditions in it.”

Barr was noncommittal.

Allen put the glove in the left pocket first, then turned out a piece of paper from the right pocket and spread it out slowly.

This is a map, although there are only a few circled dots and a few words of annotations.

“This is the forest of disillusionment. We are in this position.” His fingers are in the outermost circle, but very close to the second circle. “At night, all the players will choose the outermost rest. Because there are no beasts and no monsters, it is very quiet.”

Wang Xiaoming pointed to the dots and said, “What is this?”

“These ten origins represent the previous ten players. Including me. The small circle next to us is our resting place.” He smiled, “You know, for our blood race, territory is very important. You guys. The area where I rested before belongs to Giovanni and Levono.”

Barr said impatiently: “What you want to tell us is your address?”

Allen smiled and shook his head and said: “Of course it’s more than that. The last game is eliminated and accepted, in fact, there is a lot of information in it.”

Everyone has a gossip field in their hearts, and Wang Xiaoming and Baer are no exception, so they listened quietly to him.

“Of course, elimination refers to reducing the number of places to ten. But acceptance, in fact, does not refer to acceptance among peers, but acceptance in the Forest of Disillusionment.” Allen paused, then said, “There are only a handful of secrets. Only members of the secret party knew. I was also told before entering the playground.”

Wang Xiaoming heard the cloud in the mist, “What is the acceptance of the Forest of Disillusionment?”

“I was recognized by this forest.”

…

Wang Xiaoming thought, this explanation is similar to the one taught by the elementary school teacher to turn the sentence’turn’ into the sentence’bei’.

Allen seemed to see his doubts, and then continued: “This forest is spiritual, it can distinguish your heart, and then choose whether to recognize you.”

Wang Xiaoming thought for a while and said, “So, we have to take care of the flowers and plants here?”

Barr looked at him speechlessly.

But even more speechless, Allen nodded and said: “You can say so.”

“Actually,” Barr said, “Is it enough to eliminate and accept the election?” Since ten places are stable, as long as the other opponents are eliminated below ten, then even if the forest does not accept it, he has to let him. Enter the Bloody Night Mountain.

Allen said: “So what are the two choices?”

“Accepted.”

“disuse.”

Wang Xiaoming and Baal spoke at the same time, and then looked at each other silently.

Allen shrugged: “Since there are differences of opinion, why not try to do both?”

“A two-pronged approach?”

“I just said, why we must do it ourselves if we can use other people’s power.” Allen said, “We are both secret parties, of course we should watch and help each other at this time. Dealing with the Mo Party is something that should be done.”

Barr snorted coldly: “You want me to deal with the Devil Party?”

“No. Quite the opposite.” Allen’s answer was beyond his expectation, “We will deal with the Demon Party, and all you have to do is to gain the approval of the forest. Then even if we fail, you can successfully enter the Bloody Night Mountain. Isn’t this the best of both worlds?”

Barr looked at him suspiciously, “Why?”

“Because I don’t want you to join the Magic Party.” Allen confessed.

“It’s just that?” Barr felt that he was taking advantage of it.

Allen said: “I can feel your power. Although I don’t know why a six-generation blood clan contains power that makes me feel scared, I believe that neither I nor the entire Fanzhuo clan definitely don’t want to. Losing such a friend, one more enemy like this.”

Barr’s complexion was slightly stunned. He never hesitated to accept praise and awe.

Allen said: “What’s more, McAvey is a member of the secret party. I don’t want it to be separated from the secret party because of the blood night sacrifice.” The Vandros are the leaders of the secret party, so they often have to consider things. It is more refined than the other members of the blood family.

Barr pondered, as if considering the feasibility of this matter.

Wang Xiaoming pulled his sleeves quietly, and whispered: “No matter what misunderstandings we have with Michelle and Andy, we are also friends and cannot betray them.”

Since everyone is not far apart, even though he was talking in private, Alan heard it very clearly. “You don’t need to betray them.” He put forward the best terms. “You just don’t need to be on their side.”

When someone gives you a hat, begs you to be a fisherman, and waits for him to compete with other snipes and clams and lose both, and let you benefit, but if you refuse, then you are definitely not a pig, you are a fighter, and a pig. Fighter.

Barr is neither a pig nor a fighter, so he readily agreed: “Okay.”

Allen put the hat on his head again, took out the gloves from his pocket and put them on, and handed them the map. “Trust me, you will need it.”

Seeing that Barr had agreed, Wang Xiaoming couldn’t say anything, he reached out and took the map, “Thank you.”

Allen said: “Trust me. When you get to the Bloody Night Mountain, you will find that this decision is extremely correct.”

Baldao: “I will give you this discovery in advance.”

Allen smiled, “Then, I will leave now. Hope to meet again in Bloody Night Mountain soon.”

After he left, Wang Xiaoming asked, “Do we really care about everything?”

Barr sneered disdainfully: “A bunch of inexplicable guys do a bunch of inexplicable things. If I follow along, it will be really inexplicable.”