"The plan is very simple. You rushed in and gave Aphra a glory blow. If you don't die, I'll let my white-headed tiger go up and finish the blow." Zhao Wugui introduced the plan to Jing Yu in a simple and clear manner.

"Not mentioning how I rushed in and gave Afura a glory blow. I want to ask you, how are you planning to let the white-headed tiger go up and finish me with the blow." Jing Yu's face twisted.

But Zhao Wugui looked upright: "Don't look at my white-eyed tiger, but it's cute."

"You call this a white-headed tiger with eyes hanging on the white forehead. Is this cat full of moon? Also, can you put down the bottle of the cat when you say this so seriously?" Jing Yu was simply powerless to complain.

"Wow, we are lurking." Zhao Wugui reminded.

"Hiss..." Jing Yu's cheeks were so angry that she bulged.

Looking at the mansion on Luojie, he had just escaped from it last night, and now he has returned, and they are standing here openly. It is not right. Zhao Wugui hid behind the telephone pole, revealing half of his head.

But Zhao Wugui is a child's body shape. Although Jing Yu is not big or thick, she is also a normal adult. This telephone pole cannot be hidden at all.

"How about this, you can help me lead the guards away, and I rush in and hammer Aphra to death, and then let the white-headed tiger kill him." Zhao Wugui made a very constructive suggestion.

These words made Jing Yu very moved.

"But if I die inside, you will be deducted attributes, and I will need to complete a difficult task and a legendary equipment as a resurrection sacrifice, and it will also reduce the favorability."

When Jing Yu heard this, he had a toothache. He deserved to be a sacrifice to his ancestors. If he died once, he would have to bleed once.

"Forget it, I'll do it. At worst, the copy will fail."

After Jing Yu finished speaking, he rushed out directly, but Zhao Wugui spoke again: "I think we can go to the police station to bring reinforcements. With your current charm, let alone agents, the defending army may be able to move."

Jing Yu, who was rushing halfway through, heard this and couldn't help but pause, almost falling a dog to eat shit.

Just as he was thinking of retreating and following Zhao Wugui's suggestion, he was too late. The guards not far away had already discovered Jing Yu.

Jing Yu subconsciously held the gentleman's cane tightly, preparing to give the guard a glorious blow.

"Hello, sir, this is Mr. Jing Xiangyu, the great detective. We are here to pay homage to Miss Afura." Zhao Wugui stuffed the white-headed tiger into his clothes with one hand, and grabbed Jing Yu who was about to launch a glorious attack with the other hand.

When the guard heard this, his face looked strange. Detective Jing Xiangyu personally carried it into the basement yesterday. Logically, he escaped and how could he come back to deliver the goods to his door?

Under normal circumstances, the guards should have taken Zhao Wugui and Jing Yu directly with a grin, but Jing Yu's charm of up to 31 points played a huge role.

"Mr. Jing, please wait, and I will notify Miss Aphra immediately." The guard said in unfamiliar noble etiquette.

In the eyes of the guard, this detective Jing Xiangyu must have come from an ancient aristocratic family, otherwise how could an ordinary little noble develop such an outstanding temperament? As for why he is a detective, it is naturally because of his interest.

After this inspiration, the guard could not help but feel a little worried about his own Miss Alfra, who might be held accountable by an ancient aristocratic family.

Zhao Wugui recorded this scene, which was of great help to him analyzing the attributes of gamers.

Zhao Wugui and Jing Yu only waited for a minute, and were politely invited into the living room by the guest.

The pillars in the living room are carved with ancient ornate reliefs, with five-colored glass dotted with the ceiling, and huge silver crosses are melted on the back of the main seat.

Aphra was sitting on this main seat, leaning against the huge silver cross, which looked particularly luxurious.

Zhao Wugui looked at this scene and found it very interesting.

A pleasant magician with the devil's bloodline would actually sit in front of the cross, still in silver.

Perhaps there is no God here, or it may be that DND and the Bible are two systems, but this scene still made Zhao Wugui unable to help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

This reminded him of a strange character, Succubus Saint, who may be a bad person, but that's what it means.

Jing Yu pulled Zhao Wugui: "What should I do next?"

"Roar up and give her a glory blow, and then I will put my eyes on the white-headed tiger to finish the blow?" Zhao Wugui said.

Jing Yu looked around and stood thick guards in the living room, not only equipped with swords and axes, but some captain-level guards were also bulging around their waists, and they seemed to be carrying muskets.

"I think it's not suitable. I can just understand the problem of emotions and etiquette outside, and now it should be possible..." Jing Yu felt a little embarrassed when he said this.

"Okay, just do what you said. You are very charming. Go up and fool it, maybe it will be done."

"I don't think it's possible." Jing Yu directly admitted defeat.

"Then you're still silly, let my family's white-headed tiger go up to talk. My family's white-headed tiger has 100 points of charm."

"I'm ugly than your cat?" Jing Yu's face was full of disbelief.

"Don't you know that cats are the treasures of the world?"

"You admit that it is not a white-headed tiger at all, but just a milk cat." Jing Yu grabbed Zhao Wugui's blind spot.

Zhao Wugui ignored him at all.

"You are not Fuhujun at all. You are Fuhujun, are you still the one who surrenders?" Jing Yu continued to say with a desperate attempt.

Zhao Wugui seemed a little angry, and then calmed down: "You just wait."

This made Jing Yu feel a little nervous.

As the two of them spoke, they came to the reception seat, and Alfra looked entertained: "The two were also great nobles, and they seemed to have lost their noble demeanor along the way."

Because I just discussed it, I asked the white-headed tiger to come forward. Although this matter sounds ridiculous and seems ridiculous.

This is simply a ridiculous thing, but with the predecessors of 31 charm points, Jing Yu also wants to know how terrifying the charm of 100 points is. After all, after this copy experience, he still believes in Zhao Wugui very much.

Zhao Wugui was also happy and took out a white-headed tiger from his clothes. The white-headed tiger was taken out and he was sleepy. It seemed that he was asleep after eating.

Afura looked at Zhao Wugui taking out his hanging eyes and white-headed tiger with some confusion, as if he was waiting for his next move.

Zhao Wugui directly placed the white-headed tiger on the reception table.

The white-headed tiger seemed to understand something, and a cute roar came directly.
Chapter completed!