Yatai Policy: The New Order of the Mainland

Chapter 11 Blood Thorn

Looking at the fat man who was staggering and trotting over with the woman in his arms, Wilson's complacency just now was diluted for some reason, and he felt tired for a while.

That chubby face that smiled uglier than crying, his trembling body, and his indescribable obscene virtues were really unbearable.

"Ouch!" The fat man who ran to the front was in a great panic, exhausted, his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground.The rucksack he was carrying also left his body, and a bunch of strange things spilled out of it, some of which "coincidentally" rolled to Wilson's feet.

"Hmph!" Wilson sneered with contempt on his face.

The fat man fell unexpectedly, he pushed Silaire aside, and let the beauty collapse on the ground.On the other hand, I was in a hurry to pack up the scattered items. I wanted to get up for a while but fell down again, and I was in a mess.

"What are you doing? Mom!" Zhuzhu, who had been held in front of Quinn all this time, suddenly broke free and ran towards the fat man.When she heard that the fat man wanted to hand over her mother, she was already very anxious, and when she saw her mother being hugged by the fat man and fell down in front of Wilson, she was motionless, so she rushed over desperately.

Old Quinn yelled "Miss! It's dangerous!" and hurriedly followed, he hugged Zhuzhu tightly, and stared at Silaire who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Wilson had no time to pay attention to Zhuzhu and Quinn at the moment. He squinted his eyes and watched the fat man's movements.

I saw this guy flustered, he didn't have time to get up, he just kicked his legs to reach a small box that fell on the ground.

Everyone has curiosity!

curiosity kills the cat!
So, what about the teacher? !

"What?" Wilson asked subconsciously, curious about the fat man's strange behavior.

"The antidote!" Fatty also replied subconsciously.As soon as he finished speaking, the frightened expression on his face became a little more serious, as if he had accidentally revealed some big secret, and at the same time he stretched out his hand to grab the small box desperately.

"Bring it!" The poisonous thread in Wilson's hand shot out, wrapping the small box back at once.

The small box was rolled up to his eyes, and Wilson was just about to grab it with his hands, but suddenly noticed a strange flash in the fat man's flustered eyes.

Recalling the reporter's evaluation of Fatty's "good use of tricks", his heart moved, and the poisonous thread stopped in an instant and tightened.

The small box cracked open with a sound of "嘙", and a cloud of colorful powder was sprayed out, spreading all over Wilson's head and face.No matter how fast he reacted, it would be too late to open the protective barrier at this time.

Wilson suffered because he didn't pay attention to the fat man at all.

Although the person who sent him the message mentioned that the fat man had some tricks, but as a high-ranking apostle, how could he care about tricks?Moreover, the obscene affectation of the fat man just now was too realistic.

In his mind, no matter how cunning a pig is, it is still a pig after all, and it cannot escape the fate of becoming a meal after all.

But what if this is a pig who is not only cunning, but also acting and unscrupulous?
At this time, Wilson looked very happy, his colorful head and face seemed to be sprinkled with rainbow particles.If he knew what he looked like now, he might really want to commit suicide.

The composition of this powder is very complex, and the taste is even richer. There are spicy red peppers, choking green mustard, salty white salt, sour yellow lemons, and the smell of gray bamboo shoots...

Wilson, who had been tricked by the fat man, was surrounded by all kinds of feelings, and burst into tears for a while.And he quickly discerned a familiar sweet fragrance in the messy smell.

It was the sweet scent that could corrode a big hole in his burqa, the sweet scent that seemed to corrode strongly once it encountered toxins!
What a vicious fat man!

Wilson didn't dare to mobilize his concentration. He was afraid that the poisonous energy would cause a corrosion reaction. Just now, his skin would feel burning through the burqa. Now the powder is on the skin. Once triggered, the consequences would be disastrous!

He could only take off his coat and wipe it in a hurry. For a while, he was as embarrassed as he wanted.

Fatty had stood up neatly at this time, but his whole body was still shaking non-stop. He had just successfully played with a high-ranking apostle teacher, so it was impossible not to be excited.

What's more, although the first battle was successful, the good show is yet to come!

The fat man took out another small box from his arms, and threw it at Dunpla together with the remaining half of the purple-red fruit.

Deng Pra had just seen a scene that was seriously beyond his understanding. Who could have imagined that the domineering and perverted high-level annotator would be so embarrassed in the blink of an eye.He is still in a state of confusion at the moment, and he has scruples about what the "unfathomable" fat man throws?What's more, it is actually a small box!
He took a step back as if avoiding a bomb, and let the small box and fruit fall to the ground, looking at the fat man like he was looking at a monster.

In the eyes of the fat man, this is the look of admiration!
He put on an air of a master, and said with a smile: "Hey! I accidentally made a mistake just now! That is the seasoning box I use for eating! This is the antidote! It is specially designed to cure the poison of these people! Remember Then, the juice of the fruit should be mixed with the medicinal powder in the small box to be effective."

seasoning box!asshole!It turned out to be a seasoning box!
"Hahaha!" Someone in the crowd laughed unscrupulously.

Soon, a whisper of laughter rang out.Including those knights and commoners who were injured and poisoned, most of them took the time to laugh twice before continuing to "Shh!"

After all, the poison on them has not been cured.

Since Wilson's appearance, everyone has been suppressed by his powerful momentum.His arrogant, vicious and despicable actions made everyone, even Qiu Dun included, full of hatred and anger.

Helpless, under the huge gap in strength, everyone can only swallow their anger and dare not speak out.

But I didn't expect that as soon as this mysterious fat man who could act made a move, he made Wilson colorful and helped everyone vent their anger.

The atmosphere at the scene was weird, tense and a little funny!

Old Quinn didn't laugh, but showed a thoughtful expression when he heard the "unscrupulous" laughter.While trying his best to stop Zhuzhu who was still about to pounce on Silaire, he looked around, as if he was looking for the person who laughed first.

After wiping for a long time, Wilson still couldn't open his eyes. Hearing what the fat man said, amidst the laughter of the crowd, he made a move!

Although he didn't dare to urge his concentration, he started to move his fingers, intending to use the poisonous silk to clean up this vicious fat man first.

There was no response from the poisonous thread, the feeling that the thread moved randomly and the mind was connected for decades disappeared!
Wilson's heart seemed to be gouged out by a sharp knife, and a mouthful of blood spewed out wildly.

"Ruyi poisonous silk" is not a real silk thread, but a rare creature called "tencelia".

This kind of bug is naturally poisonous and highly spiritual, and it is extremely difficult to tame.It must be kept in the host's blood vessels and fed with the host's essence and blood.In the process of eating blood, tencelia will bring unbearable pain to the host, and at the same time, it will leave the toxin in the host's body.

Ordinary people, even if they just think about the feeling of poisonous insects wandering in their blood vessels, they will shudder!
Wilson got this worm in an adventure. For decades, he worked hard and endured unimaginable sufferings to train it to the point of "satisfaction".He and Tianfilia are connected in mind, and forty percent of his kung fu can only be used by this poisonous pet.

Just now, the fat man took advantage of everyone's attention elsewhere, and rubbed half of the Xuanzaoli fruit into the seasoning box.Afterwards, he intentionally lowered Wilson's vigilance, and calculated every step of the opponent's reaction. The purpose was to use the special effect of the Xuanzaolan fruit to destroy the "Ruyi Poisonous Silk", and at the same time restrict Wilson's use of concentration with poison. .

The small box burst, and the powder containing the xuanzaolan fruit not only sprinkled Wilson's face, but also covered it with wishful poisonous silk.When Wilson was busy wiping himself, the highly poisonous tencelia had been corroded by the cyanophyll fruit, leaving only a puddle of viscous liquid with a pungent smell!
At this moment, the corner of Wilson's mouth was bleeding, and blood was dripping from his heart.

Regardless of the pain, he forcefully opened his eyes, let out a low growl, and rushed towards the fat man. "Even if you can't use your concentration, you will smash this fat man into thousands of pieces just by hitting!" This is the only thought in his mind at the moment.

"Hey! How dare you lift your foot! That's it!" The fat man was waiting for Wilson's step.

"Middle!" With Fatty's shout, Wilson felt a pain in his foot, and amidst the sound of the machine amplifier, a nail had pierced into his ankle.

"It's been tricked again!" Wilson thought of the weird things that rolled from the fat man's backpack to his feet just now.

After all, he is a master, his reaction is extremely fast, and he was terrified by Fatty's previous tricks, fearing that there would be another deadly trap. At this time, he was suddenly attacked, and before he had time to think, his concentration was aroused, and he had already soared into the air.

"Ah!" Wilson let out a scream as soon as he was in the air.

"Hmph! Is it amazing to jump so high? Use your concentration, right? Xuan Zaolan, burn him!" The fat man pouted his mouth and said inwardly.

"No!" Old Quinn, who had been staring at Silaire, suddenly shouted.A bright green halo was reflected in his eyes. Silaire, who had fallen on the ground, had already stood up, focused all his attention on the black wooden cone, and threw it towards the place where Wilson was about to fall.

Fatty's "Zhong" was the secret signal to launch an attack that he had agreed with Silaire before.

At this point, Fatty's plan was finally completed, and he felt extremely relieved. It depended on whether Wilson could block the blow from Silaire!

According to Fatty's calculations, Wilson will undoubtedly die this time!
Just now, when Silaire launched his first attack, Fatty was greatly shocked by the destructive and berserk energy. He was sure that if that blow could hit Wilson, "Dead Man Ash" would never be spared.

Now, Wilson has no poisonous thread, and is corroded by Xuanzaoli, his concentration must be greatly reduced, and if he is nailed again, will he still be immortal?

Indeed, Wilson had already smelled the smell of death before he landed.

He used the concentration just now, which has already caused Xuan Zaoli's reaction, and now his face is in piercing pain, so he has to use more concentration to strengthen the anti-corrosion.

Although the face is painful, it is not fatal for the time being.

But Wilson never expected that Silaire would wake up and launch an attack.Judging from the momentum of the wooden cone piercing through the air, this blow was no weaker than the previous stab.

He knew that the moment he landed might be the end of his life.

"Didn't this woman fall victim to my wishful poison thread? It's lucky she didn't die, how could she still have the power to attack?!" Wilson's thought was fleeting, and he had more important things to do now. Do.

Things to do even if you die.

"Kill Unforgiven! Do it!" Amidst the roar, Wilson had already landed on the ground.

The jet-black wooden awl stabbed head-on with the force of thunder.

Suddenly, the dark blue color flashed away, condensed on the solid ice, and lay across in front of Wilson, blocking the fatal blow for him.

The wooden awl pierced into the solid ice suddenly, and continued to protrude forward without stopping.

Layers of solid ice cracked and finally exploded, but at the last moment, the power of the wooden cone was exhausted.

Wilson flew back with the jet of ice, and then turned around and fled away, leaving a line of blood, and his venomous roar echoed in the air: "What you do today will definitely pay off!"

"Papa Quinn!" Silaire shouted and rushed over.

The solid ice that Quinn melted just now has been shattered, and a black wooden awl is nailed to the center of his chest.

The blue light was no longer flickering, and Quinn's eyes were already loose. He held his breath and stood there tenaciously, refusing to fall down.

"Why did he help Wilson block the fatal blow?" Qiu Dun, who was stunned by the sudden scene just now, saw Quinn's shot this time, and knew that the old man had hidden a lot of strength before.

Not to mention why he hides, but to say that he can immediately turn into solid ice for defense after escaping. This ability to control the elements is really amazing.

Quinn's face was pale, and the light in his eyes faded a bit. He slowly took out a dark blue ring from his arms, on which was impressively engraved a figure composed of six blood-red spikes.

Quinn looked at the ring carefully, with complex expressions in his eyes, nostalgia, attachment, unwillingness, loneliness, regret, and remorse, as if this small ring carried all of his life.

"Why?" Cyril asked tremblingly.

She hesitated for a moment, but still took old Quinn's hands, and slowly sent a wave of life energy over.

Zhuzhu also came nearby at this time.She didn't say a word, looking at Grandpa Quinn who was closest to her in the past, big tears fell down, and her brown eyes were full of grievances, sadness and puzzlement.

Old Quinn also looked at Zhuzhu, his eyes gradually became watery.He frowned, closed his eyes and opened them again, but he looked behind Silaire, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Behind Silaire, a slender, bald old man seemed to appear out of nowhere, wandering out of nowhere.He has a thin and clear face, with a distinguished expression. He is wearing a blue gown and a pair of hemp shoes on his feet. Just looking at his attire, he has the demeanor of an outsider.

However, he was carrying a huge burden on his back, and he didn't know what was packed in it. It seemed very cumbersome and procrastinated when walking.The fat man's pocket rucksack is not too small, and it is also bulging, but compared with this old man, he is like a little witch out of a big witch.

The old man held a bamboo stick in his hand, and with a few random strokes, he swept everyone in front of him to the sides.He walked closer, glanced at Xilaier and Zhuzhu, nodded, and then turned to Quinn.

Quinn looked at the old man, feeling a little agitated. He wanted to speak, but blood gushed out of his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Zhuzhu took a step forward, snuggled up to Old Quinn's side, and cried aloud.

With a crisp "ding", Quinn popped out the ring in his hand, and the old man snatched it into his hand.

"Blood thorn! Huh!" The old man looked at the ring in his hand and snorted coldly, his face uncertain.

Quinn's face flushed, and the light in his eyes seemed to recover a little.He stared fixedly at the old man, his eyes full of expectation.

"The world is unpredictable! Although you and I met only once before, it is considered an old acquaintance. I really didn't expect you to endure it for so many years. It must have been very hard! Good! Missing you did not hurt this mother and daughter, I will not pursue your matter anymore! Go at ease! I will give the ring to that person!" the old man said lightly.

After finishing speaking, he ignored Quinn, half-turned around, and began to stare at the fat man who had regained his innocent face, as if he was very concerned about the orange coat.

Old Quinn was relieved when he heard these words, and a difficult smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.The light in his eyes dimmed again, as if he was very tired and was about to fall asleep.

He relied on Silaire's life energy to support him until now, but his vitality was exhausted, and it was now the last moment.

As the old man turned around, Old Quinn's eyes also moved to Silaire.

Seeing Old Quinn trying to open his eyes and looking over, Silaire's already lifeless eyes were full of apology and a hint of helplessness.

Sad in her heart, she increased the transmission of life energy, but she saw Old Quinn shook his head, bowed his head with difficulty, as if bowing, and then fell back like this, fell to the ground, and died of exhaustion.

Tears fell uncontrollably, and Silaire knelt beside Old Quinn, hugged Zhuzhu, and sobbed.She said silently in her heart: "Father Quinn! You don't have to blame yourself! No matter what the reason is, I believe you have a compelling reason! Thank you for taking care of me over the years! I really miss you!"

The atmosphere is sad and depressing.

The fat man showed his supernatural power just now and almost killed a high-ranking punctual teacher, but now he is not happy at all, and his heart is heavy instead.

Although he didn't deal with Old Quinn when he first met, and the facts proved his doubts and speculations about Old Quinn, but now seeing the old man end up in such a dismal way, he was not happy.

He knew that Old Quinn was Wilson's subordinate in all likelihood, or at least had some kind of special connection.The last sentence that the dead man said, "Kill without mercy!", was obviously addressed to Quinn. From a literal analysis, it should be to let Quinn take the opportunity to kill Silaire or Zhuzhu.

If Old Quinn had really done that at that time, the outcome would be really hard to say.At least judging from the previous situation, Silaire is going all out in his shots, and will not protect himself at the same time.

Fortunately, Old Quinn did not hurt the mother and daughter Silaire, but chose to protect Wilson with his life.

"Little fat man! That's right! It's you!" the bald old man shouted at the fat man.

"What little fat man? Where am I?!" The fat man was thinking about something, but was suddenly interrupted, feeling very uncomfortable, and returned angrily.

The old man was not angry either. He smiled and pointed to the strange things scattered on the ground and asked, "Did you make these things?"

"Hmm! A family tradition! What's the matter?" the fat man returned in an annoyed voice.

"Very good! Besides, you are quite good at acting!" The old man continued in a joking tone.

"It's so-so! I haven't studied for a few years!" The fat man was about to continue, when he suddenly thought that Old Quinn knew this bald old man, and seemed to respect him, "Isn't it some big man?!" His heart turned With this thought in mind, he stopped talking, ignored the old man, and started packing his treasures in his rucksack.

"Hey! I say you! Look what this is?!" The old man ended the conversation with the fat man without warning, took out a golden sign from the huge bag, turned his head and threw it to Deng Pra.

Deng Pra was taken aback by the old man's sudden change of subject, and subconsciously grabbed the gold medal!
This is a waist card made of pure gold, with a phoenix spreading its wings carved on it, and the word "pupil" engraved on it.It is the token of Queen Su Lier, seeing this object is like seeing the queen herself!
Shocked, Deng Pra turned over and was about to kneel down, but was stopped by the old man with a wave of his hand.

The old man immediately issued an order unceremoniously: "Go find some comfortable cars now, and let's go back to the palace! Even bring those few Turji people along!"

Before Deng Pra could respond, the old man turned the conversation to Silaire again: "Sisi, don't cry now! This person is dead, so let's take care of the living first! You save people first! Otherwise, some people may want to I can't stand it any longer! Hurry up! Come back to the palace with me when you're done. There are still many things I want to tell you!"

The old man's "Sisi" completely frightened Xi Laer. This is her nickname, and no one except her close relatives has ever known it.

Who is this old man?

The moment he saw the bald old man, he almost made Deng Plata kneel down. The fat man confirmed his speculation even more, "This old guy has a lot of background! It seems better not to mess with him."

As he was thinking about it, the old man said to him again: "Little fat man, pack up your things and put away the silk that just turned into water, oh! No! It should be the water that turned into silk and put it away for me! Don't look at it!" It's a little gross, but that's a good thing!"

As the old man said, he grabbed an empty medicine bottle from his huge rucksack and threw it to the stunned fat man!

　The old man said: This is the beginning of the fun!Go ahead and vote!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)