...

Faced with such a scene, even Wu Hui felt that it was beyond expectations.

I felt a little sober.

He gestured to St. Luke, who had been lurking in the dark, and told him not to act rashly. Then he looked at Black with an incredible look: "Young man, are you really the grandson of the Duke's family?"

Black looked helpless and sighed at Wu Hui and nodded: "Brother, are you willing to believe me now?"

"It's just a small matter." Wu Hui patted Black's shoulder and said calmly.

The man in gray robe then glanced at Wu Hui and the beautiful boss lady, and a murderous intent flashed through his cold eyes, and said lightly: "Master Black, time is tight, we need to set off now."

"Sorry, Brother Wu Hui." Black said apologetically, "I originally wanted to study music and poetry with Brother Wu Hui, but now I can only save it for the next time."

Just as Black was about to leave with the man in gray robe.

But the beautiful boss lady suddenly spoke coldly: "Wait!"

She paced and stopped Black behind her, staring at the man in gray robe: "I heard that Duke Saint Violet Leighton is a respected and noble nobleman. I really can't think of a reason. Why did he use the black fanged lackey?"

"What? Black fangs?"

Black's face changed drastically and took a few steps back, looking at the other party nervously, obviously he had heard of the name of the organization.

Even Wu Hui found it interesting. First, he didn't expect someone to pretend to be the subordinate of Duke Liton. Second, the beautiful boss lady suddenly recognized the other party's identity and had a lot of knowledge.

It seems that it is not simple.

This matter is a bit confusing.

"snort!"

The man in gray robe glanced at Wu Hui and the other two coldly, "Since you are going to seek death, let's do it for you." He waved his hand, and the vaguely assassin-type strong man behind him sneered and forced him forward.

One minute later...

Wu Hui and the other three were tied up and threw them aside. Young Master Black was tied alone, while Wu Hui and the beautiful proprietress were tied back to back, hands to hands, shoulder to shoulder, and backs were almost completely tied together.

The assassin-type powerful man flipped his fingers casually, and the daggers shuttled through his fingers like a spiral snake.

"Hey~ I say, beautiful boss lady." Wu Hui rubbed the beautiful boss lady behind him and sighed without any nervousness. "I saw you standing up to preside over justice just now, and I thought you were a super expert who was hiding in the city. Who knew, alas~ It was really a useless embroidered pillow."

"Da hiding in the city? Is it a bad word and a good sentence~" Black wine, who was tied up alone, was full of amazement and widened his eyes, "Brother Wu Hui is so talented~"

"You two, shut up." The beautiful boss lady glared at the two of them, her charming face was no longer nervous or afraid, but she was a little angry, "I originally thought that you two looked quite handsome, very mysterious, and always had some skills and trump cards. Then she jumped out to interfere in this matter, and maybe she could still curry favor with you. Who knew that I still took a look at it. You two were just looking at it. One was not good at embroidered pillows. One was able to fight with level 2, and the other was even worse. I guess even ordinary soldiers could not beat them."

Alas ~

The beautiful boss lady sighed deeply, with a tone of feeling that she was blinded.

Wu Hui and Black both looked at each other in cursing this, but had no words to refute because the beautiful boss lady was right.

"Boss, why are you talking nonsense?" Wu Hui retorted with confidence, "We are all poets, musicians, and people with identities. How can we do such things as fighting and killing?"

Young Master Black, who was standing by, nodded frequently, agreeing with Wu Hui's words: "Brother Wu Hui is right."

"To you!" The beautiful boss lady glanced at the two of them, "Don't behave like I'm not aware. I once met a sage minstrel on the holy rank, and sang a poem... Forget it, it's useless to talk about these to you two young masters with fine skin and tender flesh. In short, you are obviously useless, don't blame the minstrel."

"Boss, if you have the ability, try to scold me just now." Wu Hui said seriously.

"If you scold, you are the young master with tender skin, you are just a little white-faced person who can only hook up with the noble lady's wife, and they are all useless." The beautiful boss lady cursed seriously without being cowardly at all, rolling her eyes charmingly, "Why, can you still bite me?"

"It's okay, I just think your voice is pretty good."

Wu Hui was in a good mood and was very happy. When he was on Earth in his previous life, he had never been scolded for being a young master with tender skin or a young man with a white face.

What a life that is longing for.

"You two old masters are out, and they don't know if they want to arrange some master bodyguards in secret?" The beautiful boss lady was obviously addicted to complaining. "I have heard many stories about Chuanji. When the young masters of the noble family travel around, there will be masters secretly protecting them."

"Hug, sorry." Young Master Black actually apologized seriously, "Because this time it was a special reason, the family did not arrange a bodyguard for it. Brother Wu Hui, you also sneaked out, right?"

Obviously, the beautiful boss lady and Black both regarded Wu Hui as the second-generation ancestor who ran out to travel and play in a big noble family.

Their eyes were all hopeful, hoping that Wu Hui would still have a trump card that had not been removed.

It’s a pity that Wu Hui is a first-generation ancestor and does have a super expert around him to protect him. However, the appearance of the level 7 war angel will destroy all the beautiful atmosphere.

He looked helpless: "I have said that I am not the second generation ancestor of a noble family, I am a god."

The beautiful boss rolled his eyes and was a little desperate. It seems that neither of them can be counted on.

Of course, Wu Hui was not sadistic.

The reason why he was willing to develop into this situation is that he was afraid that the angel would appear to destroy the rare play atmosphere. The second is that he had actually discovered some fun things.

If it really can't be solved, it's not too late to let St. Luke come out to save the venue.

Moreover, his body is just a divine power worth more than 1 point. Even if he dies, he can condense a body according to this template again.

The most important reason is that the enemy cooperated very well and actually tied him up with the beautiful boss lady, which made Wu Hui decide to leave them a whole body as a reward.

Unfortunately, the bandits didn't understand this. Otherwise, they would tie Wu Hui and the boss's wife together face to face, and maybe Wu Hui would spare their lives for a while.

"I still have the time to die and have some fun and don't know what's wrong." The assassin master glanced at Wu Hui and the beautiful proprietress, with his expression as if he was looking at two idiots, "Boss, what should I do with these two people? Do I need to send them on the road?"

The man in gray robe waved his hand lightly: "Since they have given some time to speak, let them return to the arms of death."

The embrace of death?

A faint smile appeared on Wu Hui's lips.

As he expected, these two so-called dark fangs should be the one who is preparing to compete with his believers for the little Mao God.

If it weren't for fear of alarming the enemy, Wu Hui would have thrown his detective magic to check the list of other people's attributes, so he could see who he believes at a glance.

"I warn you that this is on the territory of the Holy See of Light." The beautiful boss lady warned loudly, "Don't do whatever you have with dark fangs."

"The Holy See of Light, haha."

The master of assassin sneered and said, "Silly mortals, you don't know the real inside story at all. The so-called Light Church that is revived is just a remnant of the thieves' hearts. The true God of Light has long fallen and it is impossible to protect you, only my Lord..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man in gray robe had already interrupted him with a cold face and scolded: "Stop talking nonsense, do it."

"Yes, head."

The assassin master quickly closed his mouth, moved his fingertips, and the flexibly flipped dagger fell into his palm. As his body moved, it turned into a cold light and wiped it lightly on Wu Hui's neck.

The cold light was extremely fast and flexible, like a poisonous snake with a hidden murderous intent.

Compared with it, Wu Hui's delicate neck is as vulnerable as tofu cubes. Once it encounters it, blood will inevitably splatter five steps!

St. Luke's hand in the dark was already pressed on the hilt of the sword, and he couldn't help but prepare to take action.

However, he is fast, but someone is faster than him.

Just when the cold light was still a long way from Wu Hui, a white and tender hand suddenly stretched out from the slant, and two fingers gently pinched the bladed dagger body in an understatement.

At the same time, a faint sigh erupted.

"Oh~ you two idiots, I have warned you not to do anything randomly, why don't you listen?"

The beautiful boss lady who was originally tied back to back with Wu Hui broke free from the rope at some point and pinched the dagger with her fingers.

He took the dagger with bare hands... and the opponent was a level 4 assassin-type powerful man.

For a moment, Black, the man in gray robe...even the master of assassin who was fighting was stunned and never expected that such a thing would happen.

This beautiful boss lady is actually a hidden master?

However, Wu Hui was not only not surprised at all, but instead squinted his eyes and watched the beautiful boss perform with interest, with a confident and expected expression.

"It's true~ I didn't want to do it."

The beautiful boss's voice was lazy, and his face was obviously a bit annoyed and impatient.

Suddenly, the majestic power spread from her body like a storm and hurricane, instantly filling the entire tavern.

The power was filled with a scent of violence and blazing aura, as if the thunder rolling over the sky, and like the fire burning to the extreme, making people both startled and frightened.

Under the ambiguous warm red light, she was wearing a bright red slit long skirt without wind, and her whole body was like a sharp blade unsheathed, showing its sharpness, making people unable to look directly.

Even her charming peach blossom eyes became fierce and fierce at this moment, and her eyes were filled with violent and suffocating fighting spirit.

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Chapter completed!