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"Bang!" The sound of gunpowder explosion was particularly clear in the sewers, and echoed in this empty space.

The shield also smashed into the already formed bone prison with a cracking sound.

Obviously, Steve took the most prudent wording toward these creatures he had never seen before - going all out.

"Ding~ding~"

The sound of two metal collisions sounded, and the bullet hit the white bones that formed the bone prison, and it was thrown away with only a ding, and the same was true for Steve's shield.

Of course, Steve's shield still left a small hole in the bone prison, but this hole is almost invisible if you don't look carefully.

Angelo also slowly walked out from behind the wall wearing a white bone armor.

Frank and Steve saw that the situation was controlled by Angelo so easily. Although they were a little surprised, they also came out from behind the cover.

Seeing that the main lord appeared, the little turtles also temporarily stopped their movements.

"Let us go out!" Raphael, the most irritable and anxious, shouted to Angelo first.

"Yes! Let us go out, if you don't let us go out, you will definitely be beaten! Let us go out now, I can not hold you accountable!"

Michelangelo's mouth made a futile threat.

These little tortoises are still very kind in their hearts. They are still unwilling to hurt people's lives. They even threatened Angelo to kill him.

Of course, whether it can be killed or not is another matter.

"You continue, I will not disturb you. If you can come out by yourself, I will let you go."

Angelo looked at the four little turtles in the real turtle and said with a smile.

The four little turtles immediately looked at each other, and looked at each other in a daze, not knowing what to do next!

Nonsense, if they can open this weird bone prison by themselves, who will talk nonsense with Angelo, they have broken the bone prison and rushed up to beat Angelo.

I don't know what material this bone prison is made of, even if Leonardo's long knife is cut on it, it will not leave any traces at all.

In the end, it was Prince, the big rat who was a teacher and a father, who stood up.

He reluctantly said to the three Angelos, "Mr. Hell Father, Chief Heresy, and Mr. Captain America, I don't know why you three big men are embarrassing us, if it's because of what my four bad guys did yesterday. I can take my apprentices to apologize to you, they are too ignorant and cause you trouble,

We can return that jar of wine to Mr. Father, and I hope Mr. Father can hold his hand high. If one must be killed, I can lead the death on behalf of my apprentice. "

Sprint's remarks were almost perfect. First, he pointed out the identity of the other party. He naturally knew that the three people in front of him were the **** priest who became popular in New York City a while ago.

They live in the sewers, but it doesn't mean they are isolated from the world. They often pass through the sewer opening next to the base to listen to the information outside, and they also have a wireless signal receiver made by Donatello in their base. , although the signal is not good, but you can still connect to the Internet.

He knew that in front of the **** priest, he and his disciples had no chance of winning, not to mention the heretic referee and Captain America.

When Frank heard the name of the heretic referee, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth: ...Am I that scary?

Then Prislint made a comparison of the identities of the two sides, the big man and the little man. Most people could no longer do anything to them after hearing this.

In the end, he even planned for the worst case. It was better to kill him than all of them, and he regarded the little turtles as his children for a long time.

I have to say that this big mouse is extremely beautiful in terms of judging the situation and dealing with people.

But this is not what Angelo noticed. He asked with some doubts, "Sprint, right? You know me?"

Sprint heard that Angelo could call out his name accurately!

This made Sprint even more uneasy. Since he became what he is now and escaped to the small waterway, he has never contacted humans again. Now that he has become what he is now, it is even more impossible to get rid of himself. recognized himself by his appearance.

Could it be that the achievement was directed at him and his apprentices?

Frank and Steve also looked at Angelo with strange eyes. Unexpectedly, Angelo even knew the name of the mouse in the sewer!

Is there anything Angelo doesn't know?

The mystery of Angel Road became even more mysterious in the hearts of the two of them.

"Yes, Mr. Father's name, of course I have heard it. I don't know what Mr. Father wants to do with us?"

No way, the situation is stronger than the rat, Sprint can only answer honestly.

"Yeah." Angelo nodded, "It's okay, the bottle of wine you stole is nothing to me, it doesn't matter if I give it to you, I just want to see your appearance, if possible, I want to hear what happened to you last night, the specific process..."

Angelo knew from the fact that the little turtles were almost funny but threatening, this matter is definitely not as simple as what Norman Osborn said, not that Angelo felt that Norman Osborn was lying to himself. , but something must have been overlooked.

"That's it?" Don't talk about Sprint, even the remaining little turtles have a look of disbelief, just to see themselves and others, and want to know what happened last night, the **** priest himself Such a big Zhouzhang came to the sewer to catch himself and others? And poured out a bottle of that wine...

"Of course." Angelo shrugged, then waved his hand to remove the bone prison, "Could it be that I am the kind of person who kills innocent people in your heart?"

Although Angelo removed the bone prison, he didn’t run away at all. They escaped. After all, there were only two passages in this channel. If the other party escaped, Angelo’s mental power had already locked the passage behind the little turtles. , With a single thought, the bone wall can rise to block the passage.

However, by then, Angelo will not be as good as he is now. I've let you go. If I'm not guilty of being a thief, what are you running for?

Sprint and the little turtles exchanged glances in disbelief.

Then…

Fortunately, Sprint did not live up to Angelo's goodwill. He stopped Raphael from escaping with his eyes, and made a look at the most mature and stable Leonardo, signaling him to speak.

He believed that Leonardo must know how to speak to the **** priest.

Leonardo nodded to his teacher, stepped forward, and bowed to Angelo, "Mr. Father, what happened last night's misunderstanding..."

Leonardo defined this matter as soon as he opened his mouth, and it really made people feel more comfortable. If it was other little turtles, maybe they would not be so good at talking.

…

After Leonardo's "strictly worded" explanation, Angelo finally understood what was going on!

Co-authoring it was a misunderstanding, can't blame Norman Osborn, and can't blame the little turtles. To blame can only blame the driver urinating everywhere.

Who is to put it, can you be in a hurry to be **** on the top of your head and in the water you drink?

If it were Angelo himself, let alone beating the other party, and not talking about the other party's skinning and cramping, he would be in a good mood at the time.

Even Frank and Steve looked at each other after hearing this, and I really can't blame the turtles for this.

As for the vat of wine, it is regarded as a mental damage fee, and this lawsuit is a sure win in the human court...

"Well, I see." Angelo had already taken out a few small benches and distributed them to everyone to sit down, ah, rubbing his chin, he said thoughtfully, "I really can't blame this. you…"

As soon as these words came out, Sprint, who was originally worried, and the little turtles suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. In the face of the well-known **** priest, who could not be worried!

The tense atmosphere in the sewers also dissipated a lot.

But Angelo's next sentence made Sprint's heart rise again.

"...However, what does that wine do to you? Why did you just grab a bottle of wine and leave?"

"We can return the jar of wine to you, Mr. Father," Sprint said quickly, "I sealed it up after my four scoundrels moved back yesterday, and it still remains intact."

Angelo looked at the worried expression of the big mouse in front of him, and smiled kindly, "Sprint, you don't have to be so nervous, that bottle of wine is really nothing, just treat it as the spirit I gave you. Lost fee, I really want to know, the role of that vat of wine."

"Really?" Michelangelo, the most lively character, looked at Angelo tentatively.

"Really. I mean what I say." Angelo pointed helplessly at Steve next to him, "Captain America testifies for me."

Steve's face sells, yes, you're talking about what you say, even if the brand is not good, if you lose, you want to cheat.

"Yeah." Steve nodded to the little turtles with a heavy face. "I promise."

After waiting for Captain America's assurance, Michelangelo let go of his courage and said, "Mr. Father, I don't know what the specific effect is, but after I drank it, there seemed to be some kind of difference in my body. Something that hasn't appeared, but my gut tells me it must be a benefit."

This…

Angelo fell into contemplation, and the little turtle and Sprint also looked uneasy, like students waiting for grades.

Angelo didn't pay attention to their thoughts, he suddenly thought of a theory in his previous life that sounded extremely nonsense.

what to eat...

A small bone dragon is essentially a keel, and in myths and legends, both dragons and turtles belong to the aquarium. According to the words of the little turtles, is it possible that this thing can make the little turtles evolve?

This is outrageous! Angelo himself felt outrageous.

I don't know exactly what happened, but maybe we'll know the exact reason when the tank sample that Norman Osborn will take away has been analyzed.

Looking at the four little turtles and the teacher Sprint in front of him, a thought arose in Angelo's heart...

"Well, I see." Angelo said with a smile, "But what are your plans next?"

"Then let's go back? We have no plans, we plan to leave New York..." Sprint said, and he really wanted to go back quickly. Chatting with the **** priest like this is really exciting!

As long as he can leave alive this time, he will leave New York with his apprentices! Never set foot in New York again!

Who knows if someday a little turtle will provoke the **** priest again! This time, the priest can talk to them calmly, who knows if it will be the same next time!

Angelo can make countless mistakes, and they can only make one mistake! It's dead in one go!

Angelo looked at the big mouse in front of him, dumbfounded, feeling a little helpless. How could this guy be afraid of himself like this? Do you really look like a devil?

"Sprint, you don't have to be afraid, I won't hurt you." Angelo shook his head slightly, "You leave New York? After you leave New York? Are you still living in a dark sewer like this?"

"Otherwise, what should I do?" Rafi, who couldn't bear his temper, complained spontaneously and whispered. "

Angelo shook his head, "Why don't you come to Hell's Kitchen, um... Of course, in my church, there is no need to continue to hide, there are strangers in the church than you, you should know, like steel Tony Stark, the Hulk Hulk is also Dr. Banner, and there are many strangers than you, they are safe here."

Sprint's expression was a little shaken. Although he was a big mouse in appearance, his soul was a human being. He had longed for a little bit of pitiful sunlight that came in through the mouth of the sewer countless times in the sewer. He has long wanted to return to the sun to live.

But he took another look at the four little turtles named apprentices who were actually regarded as children by him, and he interrupted his thoughts again.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Father, we have to live up to your good intentions, we are used to living underground..." Sprint said against his will.

"Then I'll give you another base in the underground laboratory, and you will live there. By the way, there is also free WIFI and unlimited supply of keel wine!"

For some reason, Angelo suddenly remembered what Skye had said to him, and said it casually.

It turned out to be the straw that broke the camel's back.

"We agreed!" Leonardo said, one step ahead of Sprint. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

Sprint looked at his eldest apprentice in surprise.

Leonardo smiled at his teacher.

The four brothers have long known the teacher's mind. They don't care. They have lived in the sewers since they were young, but the teacher can't.

The teacher used to tell them stories on the ground when they were young, and the longing revealed in their voices.

Even if the teacher never told them, they knew.

They don't want the teacher to give up the chance to return to life on the ground again because of taking care of them.

Moreover, the **** priest Angelo said that he would protect them, and this promise is still very strong...

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