Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 598 Hustle and bustle (22)

"Okay."

Looking at Marco's strangely complacent face under the hood, Fu Qian answered without knowing whether or not.

Obviously, the two people behind them followed all the way, not to rob the house, but to be entrusted by others.

This was not too unexpected, because he had encountered a similar scene on the way to the old seminary just now, and he was still curious at the time.

It may not be such a coincidence that two groups of people in a row are interested in the old man.

In fact, this is why Fu Qian chose to lead people here after discovering this situation again.

However, the mastermind behind the scenes is actually Marco. This conclusion is still a bit shocking and painful.

Because judging from this previous behavior, Fu Qian could almost guess what his motive was.

"It does look good. Crow Feather has already treated you? I wondered if it would affect your actions."

Hearing Fuqian's answer, Marco showed an exaggerated smile.

Frankly speaking, when this guy doesn't make an expression, he still looks more like a person.

It's a pity that whenever it moves, it is easy to make people suspect that there is something hidden under the skin of that person.

"Don't worry, it's a piece of cake."

Fu Qian's tone was full of confidence.

"Not only have I stepped on everything, but I have even been influenced by art."

"You mean Phoenix Palace?"

Marco smiled exaggeratedly.

"I'm afraid you have gone somewhere else besides there?"

"Oh, where?"

I don't know whether to live or die, and I'm still pretending to be stupid.

Marco sneered when he saw this.

"Old Seminary, do you need me to remind you more?"

"Can you tell me, after confirming the action plan, what is the purpose of you running to a place where the night guards are heavily guarded?"

"you……"

There was finally a look of shock in Fu Qian's tone.

"It's too unprofessional!"

"Keep an eye on your colleagues the whole time, have you done your job well? Your work attitude is very successful—"

Whoosh!
Before Fu Qian could finish speaking, a black shadow suddenly passed in front of him with extremely fierce momentum.

And he turned his head reluctantly, avoiding the fate of the mask being pulled off his face.

This is kind of interesting.

Fu Qian saw very clearly that the thing that was thrown over was a powerful long whip, as thick as an arm, well, it was made of an arm.

This Tier [-] Extraordinary of the native council is actually a player of flesh and blood strength.

Looking at the long whip that missed a hit and slowly retracted, Fu Qian felt a little friendly for a while.

"Don't you want to take off the mask so much?"

Marco was not too disappointed, and continued to laugh strangely.

"I knew something was wrong with you."

"Being hunted down by the nightman, forced to cast the curse of divine blood, a mask that can isolate prying eyes, and even made up a demigod's will in the mask..."

"This kind of lie full of loopholes may be able to deceive others. Do you think you can deceive me?"

"You are not Camus at all, but an undercover agent sent by the night watchman. I am afraid that Camus died in your hands a long time ago and was forced to confess something."

In the end, Marco was already full of murderous intent.

"I'm sorry to disturb you."

There was shock in Fu Qian's tone.

"So you want to avenge your colleagues?"

"Revenge haha...are you kidding me!"

Marco smirked again.

"Believe me, no one would be more happy to see that guy die than I am, but that doesn't mean I have a good impression of you."

"In fact, you make me feel even more annoying than that guy!"

"Do you know how I confirmed your itinerary? In fact, it couldn't be simpler, just spend some money."

Seeing that Fu Qian didn't say a word for a while, Marco was full of pride, and pointed to the direction where the two spirited guys left.

"It's a small price to find a bunch of young people with nothing to do, and they're happy to make some extra money."

"Then with a little synthesis, it's easy to piece together your course of action."

"Sometimes, ordinary people are better than superhumans."

"So you are going to arrest me alone now? Is it too risky? After all, the Night Carrier is overstaffed, and I might be disguised as a demigod."

Fu Qian nodded repeatedly.

"Stop bluffing! Infecting a demigod with the curse of divine blood for a little information? No matter how strong the Night Carrier is, he wouldn't be so extravagant."

"And under the demigod, I don't think I will lose to anyone. Speaking of which, you have chosen a pretty good place for yourself."

Marco looked around, and at the same time, the body under the clothes began to fluctuate violently.

"In fact, I'm even a little grateful to you. After all, I've always wanted to kill Camus with my own hands. If there is no chance, it would be nice to kill a fake one."

This is what it is.

After hearing Marco's death announcement, Fu Qian rubbed his temples and looked at his face that seemed to have countless worms wriggling under the skin.

Facts have proved that not only the brain of sperm, but also the brain of any insect can seriously affect IQ.

"Do you play games?"

The next moment, Fuqian suddenly asked a question.

What?
"In some games, there are often various forces. When you act, you need to comprehensively analyze the pros and cons, carefully maintain a balance between them, and finally maximize your own benefits, just like stepping on a tightrope."

"What do you mean?"

Marco, who was on full alert, was a little confused for a while.

"You really don't want to play? In fact, it's still very interesting in all fairness."

Fu Qian didn't answer him, shook his head and continued.

"But there is a phenomenon that when you are alone in danger, go in and out seven times, rely on the wisdom of the tasker, maintain the balance like a genius, and finally get a fruitful day, it will often give birth to a special kind of irritability .”

"This kind of irritability will give you an urge to breathe the faces of that group of people into the mud, and don't bother to listen to their nonsense."

"Then at this moment, suddenly there is a monster that directly leaks blood in front of you without saying a word, imagine that feeling..."

Fu Qian's tone seemed a little intoxicated.

"It even follows you to a place where it won't disturb the guards."

"Go to hell!"

Although it was like listening to heaven, Fu Qian's tone still managed to make Marco's face twitch, and he didn't want this guy to continue talking for a second.

Amidst the whistling sound, both of his hands stretched out into whips, and they swung forward one after the other with a more powerful force than before.

Seeing that the attack was about to hit Fu Qian, blood flashed, and the nails on each finger flew out, cutting Fu Qian's body from all directions.

interesting!
Faced with such a fierce attack, Fu Qian twisted his body quickly, and dodged continuously with incredible movements. At the same time, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, and several air bullets roared out.

This operation obviously shocked Marco, but the sense of crisis brought about by it made his mood more unstable.

The next moment, the weird squirming under his skin was extremely violent, and he managed to find a vent in the wound of the nail.

With the tearing sound that made people's teeth tear, the long whip made of ten red flukes instantly enveloped Fu Qian.

That's it?I thought I could learn something interesting!
Fu Qian, who witnessed this scene, couldn't help being disappointed.

This is your ultimate move?How different is this from squirting gut bugs?
And not to mention the power, it is far from our visual effect.

"What the hell are you—"

The next moment, Marco was horrified, and a giant arm composed of countless black and red tentacles exploded.

And the tyrannical body he was so proud of was like paper in the face of such an impact, it fell apart in an instant, and after a few seconds, there was no fragment larger than the size of a fingernail.

And when the dust settled, Fu Qian, who had done all this, snorted and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

There are so many deceitful behaviors in animals, just keep laughing!
(End of this chapter)