Make cards, I am your ancestor!

Chapter 259 He dare not move, I dare
Ask Jiang to leave.

The other party probably didn't want to lose face, so he said with a tense face: "Helena, is it your first time to come to Salem City, are you going to fight against the King of Arms?"

Salem City is a place where the weak will be preyed upon by the strong to the end. There is no pity for the weak here, only the endless oppression of the strong.

Therefore, their characters and methods are simple and rude.

If Helena didn't give the King of Arms any face, she was on the opposite side. This threat was as expected by Jiang.

Wen Jiang turned his head and raised his eyelids: "What, you want to kill me?"

After saying this, she turned around and left.

Only the woman was left staring at Wen Jiang's back, and because this was the main street, where the spirit card masters were focused, they didn't make a direct move.

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The people of the King of Machines would not be so stupid as to directly trouble Jiang, after all, Jiang and the King of Machines were both card makers of the sixth branch.

It's all a good thing to make money. If the King of Arms is stupid enough to take action against Wen Jiang, he will directly offend the Sixth Division.

But they can do some tricks in private.

Salem City will turn a blind eye and close its eyes. After all, the King of Arms is still the cash cow of the sixth branch, and his status needs to be maintained. Even if Helena is a new spirit card master and has made good results, but she If she doesn't know how to be modest and low-key, then she should start from the people around her to make her realize that in Salem City, the spirit card masters have to be graded.

So they went to Saon.

Saon was taking care of his elder brother in the hospital. His elder brother had a very strange disease. He was lethargic for a long time and his body was so weak that he needed to be suspended in the hospital with various nutrient solutions.

This is the main reason why Saon is overwhelmed.

He was carrying a lunch box and gorging on food. When someone came in directly by kicking the door, he didn't need to say too much, he immediately knew that the person was not good.

"Saon?"

The person who came was small, thin, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, but he also had a kind of sinister vigor, being stared at by him was like being stared at by a mouse.

Saon tensed his nerves.

He knew this person. Plague was such an unlucky name, and it was his code name.

He is under the hands of the Tool King. Although he is a B-level spirit card master, he is good at flattering horses and doing things viciously, so he is highly valued by the Tool King.

As a B-level, Saon can't beat him, but he can't do anything to the plague who is under the King of Machinery.

Saon put down his lunch box, his body tensed up like a little wolf cub, looked at Plague, and subconsciously guarded his brother's bedside: "Plague, what do you want me to do?"

Plague looked at the person on the hospital bed, and laughed: "Saon, you are lucky to be favored by the sponsor, but unfortunately you are unlucky. Your sponsor is very uninterested and wants to fight against my boss. I’m here today to advise you to be more sensible and give up the mechanical angel card, otherwise, your brother can still stay in the hospital now, so it’s hard to say what will happen in the future.”

This blatant threat made Saon's eyes red: "You want no one in Salem City to dare to use her cards? Plague, you are not an idiot, don't you know if anyone uses the good cards she made? It doesn't matter, her cards will still be popular."

Plague was a little displeased with Saon's words, he walked over suddenly, his slightly thin and sharp hands really looked like animal claws, he pinched Saon's neck, and said in a sinister voice: "What our boss has decided , you don’t need to worry about it. Immortals suffer when gods fight, and you, a B-level spirit card master, want to swim in the muddy water of an A-level spirit card master, first think about whether you have the qualifications.”

"After playing a few times in the arena, do you really think you are a human being? If you are obedient, my boss will say something casually, will your brother still have to worry about the medical expenses in the hospital for the rest of his life?"

This is a lure.

The eyeballs of Saon's pinched eyes were red and almost bulging.

But he gritted his teeth and stared at the plague without saying a word.

The conditions were very attractive, but he knew that if he hadn't been lucky enough to be favored by Helena, someone like the King of Machinery would not have valued him at all.

What kind of temptation, as long as he agrees, it is only a matter of one sentence for the King of Weapons to repent, and he still expects these spirit card masters in Salem City to keep their promises?
What's more, in the arena, Helena gave him a chance, otherwise he should have died outside with his brother by now.

He could be let off as long as he bowed his head, but he couldn't.

So he doesn't talk.

Plague sneered: "It's kind of cool, but you are in Salem City, why are you fighting with us?"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly summoned a long sword Kaling, and the Kaling swung violently, and the tip of the sword was about to cut off Saon's arm.

Saon's pupils shrank, and he immediately summoned a mechanical angel, "Bang——"

The tip of the sword just happened to hit the mechanical angel that appeared suddenly, and Kaling was turbulent. This time, he was not blocked by the mechanical angel holding a card. Saon was dizzy, but Plague hesitated for a while, and Saon took the opportunity to break free from Plague's hand come out.

Plague also knew that the mechanical angel card was very powerful. At this moment, two Kaling appeared in the hospital ward, filling the small space and making it look cramped.

The voice of the plague was poisonous: "Saon, fight against the King of Machines, I think you really don't want to live!"

"You want to chop me with a knife, but you still won't let me resist?" Sa On also stared at Plague viciously: "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out when you come to find me today?"

With that said, he manipulated the Mechanical Angel to block the direction of the door.

Plague is not afraid, instead he is laughing at Saon's innocence: "You really think I can't beat you? Or, if you dare to fight, you are not worried about your brother's life or death at all."

How could Saon have the guts?
Saon really didn't dare to move.

Even froze for a while.

He offended the King of Armaments today and let the plague go back. One can imagine his fate in the future.

But if you don't let go, even if you really try your best to kill the plague here, what can you do?
At this moment, Saon finally realized the despair of the people at the bottom of Salem City. Even if he was a spirit card master, there was no room for change if he offended these people.

At this moment, he didn't think of putting the blame on Helena. From the moment he failed, he and his brother could still lie here peacefully. Time had been stolen.

Seeing that he has not moved for a long time, his immature face is full of entanglements despite his vigilance. After all, he is not deeply involved in the world, and there is no better way.

Plague let out an ugly laugh: "Look, Saon, what will happen to you if you fight against the King of Weapons? Just now, you still had a chance to repent, but unfortunately, you don't have it now."

"Saon, if you choose to do it, maybe I'll give you a high look, for the sake of a foreign spirit card master, you're stupid and don't know it."

As soon as the words fell, a clear female voice suddenly came from behind.

"He dare not move? I dare to move."

(End of this chapter)