This brave man is a scumbag

Chapter 339 Times have changed, my lord

Is Zim really as vulnerable as he seems?

the answer is negative.

Regardless of Zimu's performance in the battle just now, he is also the uncrowned king who controls most of Tariq's underground black market business and has a close relationship with Yinjue.Zimu's subordinates are not a simple gang of big men, he has a small army of fully armed troops serving him, and that is his main force.At the same time, Zimu is also under the protection of Yin Jue, and those patrols and guards are more or less secretly related to Zimu.

But today, he was framed in the floor by Torea alone, and he was disgraced in front of a large group of people.The reason for this ending was mainly because everything happened so suddenly, it suddenly made him bald.

Just as the most perfect crime is to kill a complete stranger on the street without any purpose, the most successful raid is to rush to a complete stranger who has no intersection and punch two punches.And Torreya's action perfectly fit this point, until she was embedded in the center of the ring, Zimu didn't understand who this woman was, why she beat her, and what wrong she had done.

Who did I provoke, and got beaten for no reason?

In fact, Zimu is not an idiot.If his gang of younger brothers were picked by Torreia alone and came back to sue, Zimu would definitely not help these local products.On the contrary, in the name of the rules, he will make the group of native products apologize to Torea.At the same time, he will take out two sums of money, one is to pay for his little brother's medical expenses to soothe people's hearts.The other is to make friends with Torea, at least not to let the conflict continue.

However, Torea drank alcohol.It was just such a bottle of wine, a bottle of wine from the kindness of the owner of the restaurant, which indirectly gave Zimu a big job.That rough northern man never imagined that his bottle of wine changed the underground black market.

"Call me all the people I can muster, before dark, this woman must die in front of me!"

From the moment Torreya left the underground arena, Zimu issued the highest level of arrest for her.In the dark room, the teeth of Zimu, who was covered in bandages, chattered, and his every nerve was filled with anger.

What a shame, what a shame!
The majestic uncrowned king of the black market was humiliated by a woman, and he was powerless to fight back.The anger at this time had completely overwhelmed Zimu's mind. He directly used the communicator of the ground wire to issue a notice to the entire underground black market.Anyone who kills the woman with white hair and red eyes will get a huge fortune.

Of course, Zim hadn't completely lost his mind.He also investigated the identity of this woman. After learning that this woman was not from any faction, Zimu also specifically asked the Yinjue guards, asking them if any strangers had appeared recently.

"Be careful. Just now the brave man dealt with four terrorists in the underground passage. He is very powerful, and even the king respects him three points in his background. Don't mess with the wrong person."

Zimu frowned. He often didn't like being disturbed by others when watching the game, so he didn't know what happened just now.Holding the communicator, he pondered for a moment and asked, "White hair, red eyes, and a short man with purple hair next to him. Can you recall, is there such a person beside the brave man?"

"Um…"

The Yinjue guards thought for a moment, and then replied firmly: "No, there is a woman with blue long hair next to the brave man. The feature you mentioned is obvious, and I won't fail to remember it."

"That's good."

After hanging up the phone with a smirk, Zimu tore open a magic circle engraved with a one-way connection.Soon, an illusory voice appeared beside his ears.

"what's up?"

"Help me catch someone."

Zimu stared fiercely at the monitor in the dark room, looked at the white-haired girl who was advancing fast, and said sharply: "I'll send you the video right away, she is very strong, and my men probably won't be able to hurt her, so you still need to step in." .”

"cost."

"Twenty healthy pigs without any blood disease."

There was a look of pain in his eyes, but Zimu laughed cruelly when he thought of beheading this lunatic woman.

"not enough."

The voice on the other side was a little lazy, "Pinkerton's office is not short of your blood, you know, I will suffer if I rashly start here."

"Ten thousand gold coins, plus the pigs mentioned earlier."

"make a deal."

The sound disappears.

After confirming that the other party hung up the communication circle, the smile on Zimu's face grew stronger.He is very confident, confident that the group of people can catch this white-haired woman.

Because of their profession, they are Pinkerton detectives.

"Come to live, is there anyone short of money?"

In a small but very exquisite house, the brown curly-haired boy threw the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and said casually: "Ten thousand gold coins, twenty blood food, Zimu's job."

"When did he become so generous?"

Full of tendons, bald head, square face, the body like an iron tower is full of oppression.Holding a bottle of coffee, the man asked curiously, "What does he want us to do? Hunt demigods and monsters?"

"It's about catching a woman."

The boy stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air, a piece of paper engraved with a girl's portrait appeared in front of everyone, "No, it's her."

"Is it beautiful?"

A tall, thin but stooped man walked slowly from the side. He looked at the portrait in the young man's hand and said with great interest, "It's not like the group of thin dogs in the west. It seems that they came here from the outside."

"This skin must be a bright city."

The short woman with a veil covering her face suddenly took the portrait from the shadows, clicked twice and said, "It's so beautiful, it's a pity."

"Is there anyone who wants to go? If you want to go, sign up."

The boy was holding the paper and dangling in the air. He was called a magician and he was the operator of this office.

"I'll go."

The muscular man nicknamed "Iron Tower" touched his head and said honestly: "I have been training my legs recently, and I have consumed a lot of blood food."

"Black cat, what about you?"

The magician looked at the little woman beside him, and asked casually: "Aren't you going to buy a new steam beauty instrument recently? It's a lot of money."

"I'll forget it. I can't bear to part with such a beautiful girl."

Just like her nickname, the black cat curled up lazily on the sofa, waved her hand, and said lazily: "You might as well ask the detective, he is short of money recently."

"Count me in."

Hearing this, the tall and thin detective raised his hand, and said in a soft voice: "I happen to be short of money recently."

"Row."

The magician nodded, threw the portrait to the detective, and then said to everyone: "Iron Tower and the detective are on the field, and each person has three thousand gold coins and ten blood food. I am in charge of logistics and investigation, two thousand gold coins. The remaining two thousand gold coins It’s still the same, put it in the office, and take away the useful ones temporarily, is there a problem?”

"No."

Tieta replied in a low voice.The detective on the side nodded, opened the door with a piercing smile, and disappeared into the darkness.

"By the way, isn't the mission of the Angel and the Musketeer over yet?"

At this moment, the black cat sitting on the sofa beside him suddenly sat upright, and asked curiously, "It's strange that the two of them haven't come back yet."

"I do not know."

The magician swayed in his chair, flipping a card over and over in his hand.He looked at the black market not far away, and said with emotion: "Their task is not easy. It is not an easy job to snatch a demigod infected person from Tariq."

"Too."

The black cat glanced lazily at the magician, lying on the sofa, motionless.

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"Sister Torea, are you okay?"

Crouching in the alley, Ah Zi worriedly patted the back of the pale Torea, and asked worriedly: "Are you feeling bad now? Do you want to vomit?"

"fine…"

Torreya waved her hand, and she was a little more delicate than usual, hugging her knees, and said with some discomfort: "My body has a good digestion ability, and there is nothing wrong except that I am a little allergic to alcohol..."

"I contacted Sister Don Quixote, she is heading here."

After hearing Ah Zi's answer, Toreya nodded and said softly, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble, Ah Zi."

"It's okay, you're here for me too."

Lin Zi smiled, and she stretched out her hand to help Torreya up.

hum~
In an instant, Torreya passed Lin Zi like a sharp sword.With a bang, a long silver thorn fell to the ground.Torreya held a spear in her hand and stared at the two people who were gradually walking out of the shadows.

No inquiries, no pointless exchanges.In an instant, the spear in Torea's hand burst out with thunder.She turned around, turned around in the narrow alley, and appeared above the two of them in an instant.

Class Change - Elemental Warrior

"interesting."

The corners of the thin and tall detective's mouth curled up slightly. He looked at the approaching spear above his head, his eyes were suddenly covered in black, there were no pupils, only black eyes remained.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Drums sounded, and booming explosions came from the alley.Accompanied by bursts of flames, the arms of the iron tower exploded, recovered, and exploded again under the astonished gaze of Ah Zi and Torreya.

What kind of game is this?Explosive truck?

The tip of the spear released the knight's barrier, and Torreya struggled to resist the continuous physical bombardment of the iron tower, her eyes full of astonishment.

"Switch careers at will, proficient in various abilities, and full of combat experience. You are very strong, if you haven't drunk, maybe we really can't catch you."

The detective with only black eyes had a playful smile, in his eyes Torea had become a piece of meat on a chopping board.As the second-to-last weakest detective in the Pinkerton Detective Agency, his auxiliary ability is terrifying.

His ability is analysis.

Analyze everything, analyze all substances in this world.

"Attack that purple-haired girl and distract her."

Accompanied by the detective's simple but deadly order, the iron tower pulled off his right arm, and the star-studded arm directly smashed towards Ah Zi who was not far away.The moment the broken arm was about to fall in front of Ah Zi, Torreya twisted her waist, and with a spear, Yinyue entangled the broken arm and threw it towards the detective not far away.

"Ah."

A ferocious smile appeared on Tieta's simple and honest face. He stretched out his long-grown right hand to catch the stumped arm, and with a little force, the blood and pieces of flesh melted into his body.He stretched out his hand and slammed it heavily on the ground, and a series of explosions began to spread towards Torreya and Ah Zi behind her.

Corpse explosion!

This attack is very tricky, the angle is just right to attack Lin Zi behind Torreya, and at the same time it will attack Torreya's side.With the help of the detectives, this blow from the iron tower almost blocked all of Torea's escape routes and possibilities.

I will not die.

The word flashed through the brain, and Toreya's eyes sank slightly, and the spear in her hand flickered faintly.Unlike the hero's immortality, Torreya's immortality is due to the particularity of her physique, which also leads to a certain price for her immortality.

Lose an emotion.

Feeling the shortness of breath of the petite being behind her, Torea opened her eyes, and complex lines appeared in her pupils.Just when she was about to take the blow with her life, a reassuring force suddenly floated in her chest.

"Eternal Capital!"

A familiar voice sounded from behind her, and a girl in knight armor appeared in front of Torea from the air holding a huge shield, and the light array on the tower shield, like a ring of red flames, spread throughout the alley.Just like that, the demigod-level explosion was blocked by the giant shield without any ripples.

"Drinking?"

Don Quixote's short fiery red hair is like a blooming rose, and there is a little smile on his heroic and elegant face.She looked at Torea behind her, and said calmly: "It's a partner anyway, trust me more."

"She has no long-range ability, the iron tower consumes her."

The eyes flickered through the haze, the detective retreated slightly, and calmly analyzed: "The three major families of Magnum, the Guardian Shield focuses on defense and lacks offense. But her footsteps are obviously leaning forward. With the changes of the times, their tactics The law should have been upgraded. But it's useless, the guardian knight is always the guardian, her long-range ability is weak, and she can bomb with all her strength."

"it is good."

For the analysis of his partner, Iron Tower has great trust.He nodded, flung his arms, and the bombardment exploded.

Facing the flying wreckage of the explosion, the knight's power was poured into the tower shield. Don Quixote turned around and shouted angrily, and the shield burst into dazzling and resplendent light.The sudden light directly caused the iron tower to lose sight, but with the help of the detectives, he quickly regained his sight.

Then he saw a classic Magnum .90 caliber revolver.

I

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Before the country scolds, the bullets go first.

A terrifying roar like a metal storm rang out from the revolver in Don Quixote's hands. The iron tower caught off guard subconsciously protected the detective at the side, and a layer of crystals wrapped him to block the attack of bullets.But the rate of fire of the bullets was terrifying, even if he was saved from being pierced, he was still retreating steadily under the terrifying impact.

"waist!"

The detective suddenly yelled, and the iron tower froze for a moment, subconsciously covering his waist.

"I mean her waist!"

The detective's shout was obviously a bit late.At this time, Torreia had already untied the magic electromagnetic grenade on Don Quixote's waist, and with a precise parabola, three grenades exuding magic energy rolled to the soles of the two of them.

send.

(End of this chapter)