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The bearded cousin roared wildly, and threw his fists at the old man who was trying to pimp.

The two of them tacitly did not draw out their weapons, but chose to fight unarmed.

Hans's eyes were red, and his temperament also changed from simple and honest to faintly crazy, and he was gradually changing from a handsome and handsome little fresh meat to a warlike lunatic. The fierce and violent aura made the old man's eyes shine.

"That's right! I thought Nana picked a soft egg, but I didn't expect that she was quite human."

The old man with a strong back raised his left hand and firmly caught Hans's fist, then the muscles of his right arm swelled, and his small right fist slammed back fiercely like a drill.

"boom"

Although the old man was huge, his shot speed was as fast as lightning. Even if Hans broke through the third rank, he couldn't keep up with his speed. He was knocked out with just one punch, and the ground was filled with smoke and dust. A hole was created.

Hans in the pit shook his head, as if he was stunned by the punch just now. He didn't react for a while, but lowered his head in a daze, looking at his breastplate that was torn apart by the hammer.

"Father! Why do you strike so hard!"

Looking at Hans who seemed to be beaten up, Pomona complained bitterly: "The breastplate is cracked! Are you going to kill him? If you really hurt him, then I will never come back in my life. !"

Seeing that the baby girl was angry, the old man quickly put away his arrogant and domineering aura, hunched over and said with a smile:

"No, no, this kid is more resistant to beatings than he looks. Besides, I'll be merciful if I crack the breastplate. If I go to the soft armor of my waist and abdomen, this kid should vomit blood."

Looking back at Hans who had been punched hard by himself, but was just a little stunned, the old man nodded in satisfaction and said, "Okay! You are not bad! Maybe you can challenge me when you are forty years old, but you are still tender now. A little!"

Pomona next to her curled her lips.

What are you crazy about? If I hadn't been embarrassed to say that I found a baby, I'd scare you now! Hans became a third-order professional at the age of seventeen, and when he is forty, he will probably be able to beat you.

In the pit, Hans touched the cracked breastplate and muttered to himself in a daze:

"I lose with one punch?"

Seeing how deeply he was hit, Pomona glared at the old man angrily, ran over and pulled Hans up, and coaxed a little distressedly:

"Hans, you have just broken through the third-order. Your father is now at the peak of the fourth-order, and he is not far from the fifth-order professional. It's not ashamed to lose to him."

"But Jiber is also Tier 4..."

Pomona punched him in anger when she found that Hans was starting to get into the horns again.

"Gibble's Tier 4 is hard, can he be the same as his father? Besides, he's a knight, and his father is a [Savage Heavy Puncher] who specializes in melee combat. When you were fighting, Jibo didn't even have a horse. Incomparable!"

Hans shook his dizzy head, but he still didn't understand why he was in the fourth rank, and he was able to fight with Jiber for a long time, and he flew out in front of the old man, even if he hadn't used his strength. , I'm afraid I can't get up.

He felt that his body was starting to heat up. In that fiery chest, a certain organ was contracting violently, sending a bright red liquid called fighting intent into every inch of his flesh and blood.

"Hans! Why are you so hot!" Pomona, who was holding his hand, exclaimed, and found that Hans' body temperature was terrifyingly hot, and she was holding a hot water bottle in her hand like a freshly filled hot water bottle. A steady stream of scorching heat was exuding.

The bright red arrogance slowly rose, Hans's skin became a little red, and some dazed eyes settled down, staring at the bear-like old man, and hoarsely issued an invitation to fight.

"continue?"

The old man raised his eyebrows. From the beginning of the meeting to now, he grinned at Hans for the first time, showing a happy smile.

"Come!"

……

William rolled over from the horse and narrowed his eyes to look at the gorgeous manor in the distance. His eyes passed through the sea of ​​roses and locked onto the rose-red building in the center.

The aesthetics of the Church of Eros has really never changed...

The branches of the three churches in France each have their own characteristics. The branch of the Church of Knowledge is simple and unpretentious and looks no different from an ordinary library, while the Church of Fortune has no branch in the actual sense.

Spending a lot of effort to build a building that can only be used to worship God is completely a loss-making business for businessmen. If you have to find a branch, then the place with the most money circulation and the most chambers of commerce is the Fortune Church. Division.

The branch of the Church of Eros is the most recognizable of the three. No matter where it is, the most bells and whistles can always be the branch of the Church of Eros.

For example, the disgusting manor in front of him not only painted the house in a dreamy rose color, but also carefully arranged various attractions with ambiguous atmosphere, the kind that can make hormone secretion surge by 3000% at a glance.

Even the solemn place of the temple is still completely open to all men and women of the right age. William saw from a distance that the road of this manor was full of dogs and men walking hand in hand, and the whole manor exuded the love of love. Bad smell.

"It's better that such a dirty place is fried!"

William stared at this disgusting manor from a distance, recalling the tragic history of being watched by people because he visited alone in his previous life. The way to an evil building.

However, the most important thing right now is that he must find someone to be with him first. If he enters this manor alone, he will be watched by the men and women around him. ...

According to the memory of his previous life, William quickly found his target, which was a big tree with a strange shape outside the evil manor.

This tree had a famous nickname in a previous life, it was called the "Single Dog Team". Under the tree, there were many single dogs who wanted to sneak in to see the beautiful church building, but were too embarrassed to go in because they were alone. .

As long as they sit under the tree, they are members of the ready team by default. No matter men or women, as long as they look at each other and smile, everyone will understand each other and mix in to feast their eyes.

William came to the shade with ease, found a conspicuous seat and sat down, looking at the single women passing by like a knife.

This one looks good, but she is too young, pass

This one is too fat... 100 million points plump, although it is only a temporary companion, but this combination is too conspicuous, pass

Ah Lie, this is not bad, with fair skin and beautiful long legs, but the figure is a little sad, eh? If you have an Adam's apple, please excuse me!

William sat here for an afternoon, using his eyes to scare away more than a dozen people who were trying to come to enjoy the shade.

what happened? Could it be that there is no large-scale war in Flange, so the ratio of males and females is not unbalanced, and most of the girls have found men, resulting in insufficient flow of people in the single dog team?

Just when William was about to give up the team and go in alone, a hooded woman wrapped in a large black robe came over.

She raised her head slightly to look at the sun in the sky, and stretched the top edge of her hood uncomfortably. William's eyes happened to pass by, barely able to see the lower half of her face.

The slender and thin face was so pale that it was almost bloodless, with a rosy and small cherry lip on it. Although the nose was not fully seen, it was also delicate and straight. As long as the eyes were not too outrageous, it would definitely not be ugly. The most important thing Yes... she doesn't have an Adam's apple on her neck!

William couldn't help but be overjoyed that it was her!

Although wearing a black robe and covering her face, she looks suspicious, but she doesn't have an Adam's apple! So many people have passed by in the past few hours, but all those who are good enough... In short, it seems that I don't need to go in alone.

In his expectant gaze, the hooded woman looked around, and found the shade under the tree and William, who was staring at him.

After hesitating for a while, she walked over slowly. First, she picked a shade of a tree that was far away from William. Then, she stretched out her arms to close the hem of the large black robe, and sat down on the stone gracefully with her legs together.

The wide black robe, which is enough to cover everything, just happened to outline the curve of the delicate and delicate buttocks. The rounded and soft end touched the position of the bluestone slightly, and the overflowing soft meat brought some kind of heart-pounding Strange charm.

Seeing the mysterious black-robed woman sitting down, William quickly stood up, forcing a slightly stiff smile on his face.

He raised the tip of his chin, pointed to the evil manor that smelled of dog food in the distance, and extended his hand to the mysterious black-robed woman with a smile.

"Together?"

……

Andrea looked at the man who invited her with a bit of confusion, not knowing what he wanted to do.

She stepped back cautiously, avoiding William's outstretched arm, and then pulled down her hood.

However, after she expressed such an obvious refusal attitude, the man still did not withdraw the invitation, and even rudely put his hand under her hood.

Andrea quickly glanced at the man's palm, which was white and broad, with slender knuckles, and a thin layer of calluses on the tiger's mouth and finger pulp, which seemed to give people a strong and powerful feeling.

She analyzed the position of the cocoon layer and judged that it should be the hand of a swordsman. However, the phalanx of the palm did not have the common deformation of the joints of swordsmen. It seemed that either a thin sword was used, or it was the hand of this hand. The master...weak.

The very weak man handed his hand forward again, his voice even a little cold.

"Didn't you come here to wait for someone? Let's go together!"

Disrespectful!

Andrea's slender brows wrinkled, but she still reached out and put her hand in William's palm.

So he was the one sent by this nasty church to pick him up? It's not like they said they would meet in the evening, so why did they come in the afternoon?

……

Feeling the cold and smooth knuckles in his palm, William was also a little stunned.

Why are you still holding hands? Usually, don't they give a high-five knowingly, and then pretend to slap them together and sneak in to see each other? Are you taking advantage of me?

Thinking of the bunch of wild bees and butterflies in the capital trying to do something with him, William couldn't help frowning, let go of his hand like an electric shock, and pinched the black-robed woman's left wrist with two fingers, cautiously. put it on his arm.

Forget it, take advantage of it. In short, the most urgent task is to find the eldest niece, ask the queen what the **** is going on, and finally start the little Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Red, directly blowing up this stench. branch!

Hmm... The blast radius doesn't seem to be enough, just blow up the statue and the temple in the middle, and I'll talk about the rest later!

Feeling the man's sudden estrangement, Andrea was a little dazed at first, and then she made a small fist with her right hand.

asshole! Are you humiliating me? Although I... Forget it... these True God Church people have always been like this, but today this kind of thing really happens a lot.

The two came to the vicinity of the manor with disgust for each other. After waiting in line for a long time, they finally came to the very romantically decorated entrance.

This is a porch woven from unknown flower vines. There are still unknown carvings on the vines. This kind of bells and whistles, just looking for a good-looking rather than practical style, William can recognize it at a glance, it must be the handwriting of the elves. .

In the ornate porch decorated with petals and full of hollow carvings, a beautifully dressed beauty sat behind the table, smiled and looked at the two people who were slung together, opened the colorful book on the table, and picked up the goose feathers. The pen was dipped in a little dark pink ink.

"The two seem to be a good match. Please come here and simply register your identities~www.novelmt.com~ What are the names of the two?"

"Andrea...Grey."

"Hans, Hans Anderson."

"Andrea Gray...Hans Anderson..." The registrar wrote down the names of the two in extremely gorgeous swashes, and then asked with a smile:

"Okay, so what is the relationship between the two of you?"

"stranger."

"Couple."

"..." The quill stopped and dropped a pink ink dot on the paper. The beauty in charge of registration raised her head and looked over suspiciously.

"Uh... we're arguing." William's paralyzed face squeezed out a slightly embarrassed smile, but it just matched the current scene.

In order to prove his words, he took half a step to the left, revealing the small hand of the black-robed woman who reluctantly placed on his right arm.

The registrar nodded understandingly, then showed a playful smile, and quickly wrote "Awkward couple" in the registration book, and then gave way to the two of them.

"Then I wish you a good return."

"Thank you." The corners of William's mouth were slightly raised, and he returned a polite smile.

What a good girl, and she doesn't have an Adam's apple yet. It's a pity to stay in the Church of Eros. Forget it, although I want to do the task, I can't hurt the innocent.

Eros Church should have an event at night, right? When the temple is empty, it will be bombed, just in time to talk to the eldest niece first... I mean to catch up.

At this time, William's eldest niece hurried to the "single dog team". Can not help but let out a long breath.

"It's okay, it looks like no one has arrived yet."