Global Knights. Fudge the school girl to steal the belt

"We have no experience in dealing with different demon gods. If you are willing to help, it would be great, thank you."

Fu Qiu stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Ling up from the ground: "You're welcome, let's go there first, the county town in the suburbs may be a little far away, we have to race against time to get there."

"Well, let's go."

Lin Ling and Fu Qiu came outside the cafe.

Then, Lin Ling took out a lock from her bag and opened it, turning it into a knight motorcycle.

Now there are a lot of fruits in the Rabbit Country, Fu Yun began to draw some fruits to make locking vehicles to enhance the efficiency of Kamen Riders when performing tasks.

Almost everyone in the Miaocheng base now has a seed-locking vehicle.

When you are on the road, you no longer need to transform to summon the runaway locomotive.

Lin Ling strode forward with her long legs and took the lead in riding in the front seat. Then she turned her head and said to Fu Qiu, "Student Fu Qiu, get in the car!"

Fu Qiu didn't talk too much, got on the back seat and hugged Lin Ling's small waist.

"Buzz buzz!!......"

With a burst of engine sound.

The two rode away on this knight locomotive.one.

Chapter 447

Lin Ling's knight locomotive enjoys a little privilege, so it is almost running at a red light along the way.

When they arrived at the positioning coordinates, Xiaopang and others hadn't arrived yet.

This location coordinate is the location given by Yege after divination.

According to Yege himself, within 500 meters of the positioning coordinates, there must be a strange demon god.

With a radius of 500 meters, this area is not big or small.

It is not an easy task to find the materialized Alien Demon God within this range.

Fu Qiu looked around and found nothing strange, so he suggested to Lin Ling: "Captain Lin, why don't we split into two groups?"

"Alright, classmate Fu Qiu, let's inform each other if there is anything wrong." Lin Ling nodded in agreement.

The two each chose a direction to leave.

This small county is called Baihe County.

It is a small county.

The resident population is only tens of thousands.

Most of them are elderly people.

Young people have left here and went to big cities to find a way to survive.

There are almost no tall buildings in the surrounding buildings, they are all bungalows, and the tallest building is only seven or eight stories high.

There were no young people to be seen on the road.

Just a few scattered elderly people walking on the road.

In a county like this, almost everyone is familiar with it.

Fu Qiu, such a strange young face, appeared in the small county town, and soon attracted the attention of the old people nearby.

An enthusiastic old man asked Fu Qiu from afar, "Young man, are you looking for someone?"

Fu Qiu thought for a while, and tentatively replied: "Master, I'm not looking for someone, I'm looking for the Different Demon God, do you know what the Different Demon God is?"

The old man's ears are quite good, and he could hear Fu Qiu's words clearly. He replied, "Odd Demon God? Then I know, go ahead 200 meters and turn right, and then go a little further, there is a Hongyun Tea House, which has A mahjong player seems to be called Yimoshen."

"???" Fu Qiu was full of question marks.

He buttoned his ears, wondering if he had heard wrong.

"Different Demon God? Playing mahjong? What kind of mess?"

Of course, in order not to hurt the enthusiasm of the old man, Fu Qiu did not say these words, but sincerely thanked the old man: "Thank you, uncle, then I will go, you always take a walk slowly."

In line with the principle that he would rather kill the wrong than let him go, Fu Qiu followed the old man's guidance and walked in the direction of the Fortune Tea House.

This Hongyun Tea House is on the side of the street, and a light sign is erected at the door, which is very conspicuous.

Before Fu Qiu reached the door, he saw the light sign from a distance.

It is said to be a tea house, but it is actually a mahjong parlor.

At this time, a group of people were gathering at the door of the teahouse.

Almost all of them are old people, grandparents and so on.

The uncles and aunts were chattering, it was so lively.

Fu Qiu came to the outermost uncle and asked curiously: "Master, what's the matter? You have so many people gathered here?"

"Young man, whose family are you from? I don't think I've seen it before?" The old man was quite vigilant. Seeing Fu Qiu's strange face, he didn't answer the question immediately, but asked about Fu Qiu's background.

Fooling the old man, Fu Qiu opened his mouth and came: "Oh, I usually go to school outside, and I don't come back often. It's not summer vacation. I'll come back and visit my grandparents. My grandparents don't play cards very much. I guess I said it." You don't know, what's going on here?"

"That's it." After hearing Fu Qiu's explanation, the old man didn't have any doubts. These days, the children grew up in the city, so it's rare for them to go back to their hometown. It's normal not to know each other: "It's Lao Huang. The strange guy from the demon god came to play cards, that guy is very interesting, we are all watching that strange demon god playing cards, he can laugh people to death when he plays cards."

"I lost it! Is the Devil really playing cards?" Fu Qiu was left speechless.

He has seen the different demons do many things that are not doing their jobs properly.

For example, using someone else's body to kick the gym.

For example, blocking the park to prevent others from entering.

For example, hanging people on a suspension tower tens of meters high makes people feel free to fly.

But this is the first time Fu Qiu has seen the strange demon god playing cards.

"Excuse me, give me a break, please give me a break, let me go in and have a look."

After much difficulty, Fu Qiu squeezed his way from the crowd of old people to the front.

At this time, Fu Qiu saw the most wonderful scene in his life.

A cylinder of square mahjong tiles two meters high, with limbs growing out, is sitting at the mahjong table, playing mahjong with three old people.

The boxy build of this guy combined with the somewhat short hands make it difficult to draw cards.

It takes a lot of effort to draw mahjong tiles every time.

"Five tubes!"

"Nonsense! Card five barrels!"

"Nonsense! Two or five barrels!"

"Nonsense! Monotonous five barrels!"

Mahjong Yimoshen played a five-barrel, which was hit by three other old men.

"I'm lost! You guys are playing tricks! One cannon three times, one cannon three times! Can you give me some way to survive?" Mahjong Yimoshen was beaten to the point where his mentality collapsed.

He has been playing for more than two hours since he sat down at the poker table, but he has never played a single game.

That's fine.

But every time he played a card, he was hit three times by the other three old men.

It seems that there is a force of cause and effect in the dark, affecting the outcome of the game.

This is unbearable. 0

Thanks to this mahjong different demon god has a better temper.

If it were a more grumpy Yimoshen, he would probably turn the table over when the third one was shot three times.

"Stop doing this, give me the money quickly."

"That is, do you want to renege on your debt?"

"If you complain, you have to give the money first, and then you don't have the right to complain if you don't give the money?"

The other three old men urged Mahjong Yimoshen to give money.

Mahjong Yimoshen is also a guy who is willing to gamble and admit defeat, so he took out 15 yuan and gave the three old people five yuan each.

"I don't believe it anymore, I can't beat you today, come again!"

Mahjong Yimoshen will never admit defeat, and starts a new round of games with great ambitions.

This mahjong god is really unlucky.

Fu Qiu watched five mahjong games, and this Mahjong Yimoshen really never messed with one, and every time he fired a cannon three times.

It's a stroke of luck.

And those three old people really didn't leave the house.

It's just that the mahjong god is unlucky.

"There are too many old people here. If we fight against the Mahjong God, I'm afraid it will hurt these old people. We have to find a way to send these old people away." Seeing that the Mahjong God has no signs of messing around, Fu Qiu contacted Lin Ling. I plan to let Lin Ling find a way to get these old people away first.

After a while, Lin Ling also rushed to the Hongyun Tea House.

Seeing the crowd of old people gathered at the entrance of the teahouse, Lin Ling's head grew dizzy.

These days, the three types of people who should not be messed with are the elderly and children.woman.

If something happened to the group of old people in front of them, Lin Ling might have to write a resignation report.

I thought about it.

Lin Ling ran to the nearest bank and negotiated with the person in charge of the bank.

Not long after, a loudspeaker was placed at the entrance of the bank.

"In order to give back to new and old customers, the bank is now launching a special event, as long as you deposit one yuan, you can get a bag of rice. The quantity is limited, first come first served, while supplies last."

The loudspeaker kept repeating this sentence.

Free rice, free oil, free eggs.

Is there any other words that can be more lethal to the elderly than these three sentences?

It turns out not.

The sound of the loudspeaker came here.

As soon as they heard about the free rice delivery, these old people didn't understand what was in front of them, and they all ran to the bank in a swarm.

The Hongyun Tea House was immediately vacant.

Even the old people who were playing mahjong at two tables joined in the fun.

I'm afraid I won't be able to get free meters if I run too slowly.

Only the three old men who played mahjong with Mahjong Yimoshen were left in the teahouse.

Even the owner of the teahouse ran to get the rice. .

Chapter 448

"I said, otherwise let's go too. If we go late, the rice will be gone." On the card table, an old man was thinking about the free rice, and had no intention of continuing to play mahjong.

Mahjong Yimoshen, who didn't lose his temper even after losing money, heard the old man's reluctance to continue playing, and immediately reprimanded: "No! Don't play for a full day! No one wants to leave the table! You must play for a full day!!!"

Another old man said: "One day? How can I do it? I will go to the kindergarten to pick up the child after half an hour at most."

The kindergartens in the county only have winter vacations, not summer vacations. As long as most people are willing to attend classes, kindergartens can still go to school during summer vacations.

The last old man saw that the two old men were absent-minded, so he chimed in and said, "Odd Demon God, why don't we take a break and let them go to collect the rice and pick up the child, and we will continue to fight at night?"

"No!! You made your own wish! Let me play cards with you for a day! You can't even miss a minute! You must play, and you must play for a full day!! Otherwise, my wish cannot be fulfilled!! Come on!! Continue to play for me ! As long as my mission is not completed!! None of you can leave!!”

At this time, Mahjong Yimo finally bared his fangs.