Demon King Dad

The idiot lowered his body, and Chris beside him also hid behind a cigarette at the same moment. After all, the sand monster was too big, and it was too shocking to appear on the stage.

"You, who are you".

The garrison officer and the soldiers drew their swords and pointed at the huge desert monster, shaking.

"We? Haha, sorry, I seem to have some small things to do before talking. Hey, work

The one-eyed uncle held the straw in his mouth, stretched out his hand lazily, and lightly patted the face of the giant sand. The sand giant immediately raised his hands and slammed it to the ground!

The huge impact almost shook the earth, but what is even more surprising is that a huge sand wall has risen around the town of Papa!

"Damn it! What do these guys want to do?!"

The idiot glanced at Chris over there, glanced at the inn where the bread is far from the market, and continued to hide in the dark, watching the development of things.

"Sorry, this small town is occupied by our Bright Crusades! Everyone reluctantly becomes our hostage. In order to keep you from moving and to ensure your safety, we first detain some of the hostages. But don't Worry, everyone’s identities are the same, there is no essential difference!, small

The hostages held by the exposed members of the terrorist organization slowly gathered in the direction of the sand giant. Suddenly, the idiot saw a familiar figure among those hostages!

Master?

No" Impossible. With the power of the teacher, how could it be possible to become a hostage so easily? And she didn't panic now, even the mount didn't show any resistance at all.

Ah, it turned out to be so. Deliberately captured. Do you want to know what exactly this organization wants to do? Or, is this the teacher's purpose in coming to this town?

The defense officer looked at the erected sand wall panickedly. After the panic, he immediately raised his sword and pointed at Naja. The one-eyed man said loudly: "What is your purpose, just say it."

"Oh, it's simple

The middle-aged ponytail one-eyed man who had been sitting on the shoulders of the sand giant slowly stood up. He put his hands in his trouser pockets, after a sneer, slowly opened the one eye. "I! The leader of the Light Crusade, Sandstorm! Ask the Bucks Empire to immediately release the arrested comrades of our army, and give the land to the east of the Scorpion Hills and the north of the Milky Way Valley to the control of our jihadists! In acknowledging that we are an independent In addition to the country, we also have to make up for the war expenses of up to 3 billion sura that our jihadists spent for fighting as compensation!

Absurd, this is simply an absurd request.

Is it possible for such a random request to be agreed? Is this middle-aged uncle's brain burnt out?

The writing board girl frowned, pulled Sasha to hide, secretly talking about the arrogant uncle. The others were also dumbfounded. Talking about each other.

"On" what a joke! Such conditions "Such conditions!"

The conditions were too harsh, and the defender was taken aback, and even exclaimed.

"Of course, I also know that such conditions are very harsh. This is also true. For the mere 10,000 people, if I were the King of Bucks, would I be willing to just cede land and pay compensation?

The uncle named Sandstorm said in a half-joking tone with his chin and straw in his mouth.

"It is true, no matter which king it is, it is impossible to cede land for hostages

Chris spoke calmly, and at the same time he had secretly guided the bow and shot the arrows, aiming at the uncle.

Of course the idiot knows this answer very well. For the hostages to give money, three billion is not a small amount, but it may not be a condition for negotiation. But "cut the land? This condition is too joking. Since he knew it, how sure did this man say such things?"

"However, if I didn't take this mere 10,000 people as hostages, but took all the people in the Bucks as hostages, what happened?!"

After all, Sandstorm waved to the destroyed Tubbs town and said: "Have you seen it? My power! Forgot to tell you all, my power is free to control the beasts. Now in Under my seat is a beast sand beast king with seven-level strength."

"With my strength, such a small town can be destroyed easily! In other words, if I do not agree to my request, I will destroy this small town first, and then go to other towns in the Bucks. Destroy one by one. At that time, even if the Bucks Empire refuses to cede the land, I will be able to forcibly tear a piece from your body as the beginning of our new kingdom!"

This man is crazy.

Look, his crazy eyes. I'm afraid it is really here, as long as anyone is dissatisfied with his will, he will destroy it anytime and anywhere. When encountering such a person, the most difficult thing to do is to negotiate with him. Because you negotiate with a lunatic, the other party will pull your IQ to the same level as the other party, and then defeat you with rich experience.

so,,

So, this guy is really bluffing

Dim Mie opened his eyes slightly and looked at the already opened mouth over there, "Hahahahahahaha. The middle-aged uncle who laughed boredly scorned.

If you really have this kind of strength, you would have seized a piece of land by yourself, right? Why do you need to run here to do this kind of thing? Threat? After the threat is over, wait for the King Bucks to write down a piece of paper, and then take this piece of paper to his own territory for his post?

The idiot hid in the dark, staring at the kidnapped girl for a while, watching what she would do. As for the nagging of Dim Mie, he didn't care at all.

Hey, little towel boy, I found that for the first time you care about women more than your own life and death.

The other party does not want to kill.

Oh? Do you also see that the other party deliberately ran out to make trouble? You found out when those sand walls were formed just now, those stonemen who sneak past. In any case, it is really a group of capable guys.

Hey! Stop showing me women! Look at the current situation! Damn it, why should I remind you of the surroundings? You are not a beginner at all, are you?

,

Please. Human kid, can you give me some hard work? Although this middle-aged uncle was bluffing, the thing he was riding on could never be a seven-level monster. But no matter what, you are now in a heavy siege. Although that sand monster could not be as high-end as level 7, but in terms of size, its strength was definitely not lower than level 4. And you have to know that for Warcraft, the boundary of strength is only a reference. The difference is whether you know how to eliminate it.

Even if the strength of the monster in front of you is very poor, if you don't know the specific method of destroying the opponent, then you can't kill the opponent. It's like the little female lizard following you, now she is really weak as a Diluha. But even if she was so weak, even if she was chopped with a thousand knives, ten thousand knives, and shattered to pieces, she would not be destroyed.

Of course an idiot knows this.

Such things as strength can only be used as a reference forever, not as absolute data for combat. Otherwise, "Practical experience. This kind of thing will become worthless rubbish.

It seems that Dimming does sometimes say something useful. Yes, it seems that I was a little careless. Because the teacher may be right in front of him, coupled with the fact that the teacher is very strong, let him relax for a while. I feel that no matter what happens, the teacher will be able to deal with it. But in fact, it is precisely this kind of person who may be the first to be eliminated in the battle for survival.

Yes, you can't be careless.

Even if there is a courageous person who controls the field, he must not be careless.

Beware, alert. Don't let go of any dangerous factor, always be alert to any dangerous factor around you, and be ready to respond at any time!

In an instant, the idiot became "calm".

His pupils were completely diffused, and his expression became dull and blank. It seems that it is no different from being scared just now.

The idiot is preparing, but like him, there are many people in this desert town who are preparing.

In that shadow, the hidden clipboard girl and the little nun were hiding in it. The little nun still closed her eyes, her face was blank, and her hands were holding the small cross on her chest. And the writing board girl stretched out her hand, her cheerful and carefree eyes had become sharp and harsh, and she was wary of any situation around her.

"pencil?.

"Stop talking, Sasha

The girl called the pencil leaned against the wall. The eyes that were originally round and round have now become extremely stern. She secretly glanced at the situation outside from the corner, and soon understood the situation at the moment.

lead,? "

"Same as command

The pencil turned around and used the centrifugal force to throw the writing board behind his chest, while holding the pen.

When she turned around, she had already begun to draw on the tablet.

"Sure enough, a terrorist organization has declared responsibility for this incident. And it has such a strong power. Although it is still unclear whether what this man said is true or false, the purpose of our trip is to investigate this case and destroy it. This terrorist organization."

In the blink of an eye, the sand giant's portrait was finished. The pencil tore it off, raised his palm, pressed it heavily, and hummed softly, "Bang."

After taking a glance at the pencil again, he snorted, and said, "Sure enough, the overall energy is too large, and such a small piece of paper simply cannot absorb enough destructive power. In this case

She gritted her teeth, again drew the middle-aged uncle's appearance on the writing board, tore it off, patted it with her hand, and shouted "Bang". As a result, the uncle was still holding the wheat essence in his mouth, and he wandered freely.

"If the other party's vitality is still very strong" you can't kill the other party directly, can you? "

Sasha gently grabbed the wrong pen and said.

Although very unwilling, this is indeed the limit of the pencil's power. She nodded helplessly, looked at the sand giant and the one-eyed man over there again, and snorted: "I, must complete this mission" to lift your majesty's order to kill you, and let the opposite person have already followed us The Nolius tribe for three days and three nights "no longer point the arrow of that arrow at you!"

"pencil,"

A blush appeared on the little nun's face, and she stretched out her hand and placed it lightly on the pencil's shoulder. The pencil put away the writing board and pressed it tightly against the wall, observing the movement outside.

"Ah? But, such an asking price" I need to report to your Majesty! "

The garrison officer panicked, and he kept explaining, hoping that the leader of the towering terrorist organization would give him more time.

"Hahahaha, of course! After all, it is not a simple matter to allocate land for money, it takes a lot of time to deal with it! Okay, you do it, I will give you time!"

With the order of the sandstorm, a small opening finally opened under the towering sand wall. The garrison officer saw him, jumped onto Luo Zhu in a panic and fled out. The speed is so fast that the soldiers who have been with him for a long time are amazed.

After all, it is not possible to compare all soldiers with special forces fighters. Isn't it?

Defender, escaped,

The sand barrier slowly merged again.

Everyone saw this "fortress" being gathered again, no one dared to move, and no one could move."

wrong.

There is definitely no shortage of warriors among these trapped people. In the desire for life, the two warriors closest to the barrier looked at each other, suddenly pulled out their weapons, and instantly killed the two terrorist organization members behind them.

Then, like the wind, he rushed towards the unhealed hole.

"Ah! Kill," it's killing! "

Blood spattered, and some timid women screamed involuntarily. After being called out like this, the otherwise quiet crowd started rioting in an instant. People began to push each other, crowded, and became confused.

The middle-aged uncle saw the chaos below, and the relaxed smile on his face was immediately serious. He bit the straw tightly and said loudly: "Hey! Calm down all of me! Don't move any of them!"

He was scolding.

but. His scolding didn't seem to have much effect.

The members of the Light Crusade Army who were already a little nervous after seeing the crowd panic. After the two warriors fled, they seemed to be in a mess, and they pulled out their weapons and started chasing them.

"Don't chase! Run away, you **** immediately calm me down!"

calm?

So, when other warriors take advantage of the chaos and kill a few members of the terrorist organization cleanly, is it possible for these terrorist members to remain calm?

The answer, of course not.

"Kill... all... to kill!"

In an instant, a fierce battle unfolded. Originally there were more than a thousand defenders stationed in the small town, and the rioting crowd immediately began to act. With the chaotic crowd, the two men and horses started a fight for survival. In just one minute, several corpses were lying on the ground, and the smell of blood began to diffuse under the scorching sun.

"***, these bastards,"

Sandstorm bit the straw and scratched the messy ponytail on the back of his head. He held the straw. He spit out a mouthful of water and said, "What kind of ghost organization is this? How did their previous leaders educate? There are no rules at all?, cut, if there are rules, once I kill the leader, the whole organization will be I own it. To put it bluntly, it's just a bandit group. What am I looking forward to such an idiot?"

Sandstorm scratched his head vigorously as if it were troublesome, but he couldn't ignore the situation below. At the moment, he stopped scratching his head and patted the sand giant he was sitting again, and said, "It's really troublesome. Throw me this kind of thing. Hey, Sand Beast King, go and stop this."

Suddenly, the middle-aged uncle suddenly raised his arm, and then there was a loud bang!

"what?!"

A pencil, still holding a deadly spiral against his arm. Where the pencil tip is in contact with his arm, there has been a crack!

This is the sand shell. Without this layer of sand shell, one's own arm might be penetrated just like this. And in the presence, the strong who can do this kind of thing

"?!"

Something flew up again. After climbing along the sand giant's body to the shoulders, the thing turned over, using centrifugal force to lift the heel, and directly hit the uncle's skull. The speed and the lightness of the action make people mistakenly think it is a swallow in the sky!

"hateful!"

The sandstorm wasn't that weak either. When it was critical, his remaining hand was directly inserted into the shoulder of the sand giant under the seat. moment. A protective barrier composed of sand completely protected him. The foot of the incoming person was not close enough and directly blasted on the protective barrier.

Cracking and cracking sounded at the same time. The solid sand barrier was suddenly broken, but the offensive of those who came was also cut off. Uncle saw the opportunity quickly and quickly closed the sand barrier. The sand on the sand giant's shoulders was solidified into three hammers and smashed at the figure.

There are no fancy moves, and no one even sees how to turn around. Only three sounds were heard properly, and the three hammers hit the self-mark without accident, causing a cloud of smoke.

The sandstorm and the little shadow looked at each other through the smoke and dust.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, a blood line slowly dripped down Uncle Sandstorm's forehead.

"Well, little Lolita."

Sandstorm sneered, reached out his hand to wipe the blood from his forehead, and his eyes flashed with a desire for a battle.

"As far as you should be at the age of nursing, it is indeed rare to be able to block my three hammers."

When the smoke dissipated, the pencil stood on one foot, punched and palmed with both hands, and kicked with the other foot to block the three sand hammers. Just like a line of blood dripping from the sandstorm's forehead, a smear of blood spilled from her mouth.

"You are good at it too. Uncle."

The pencil closed his eyes, sneered, and opened it again, revealing the firm and undaunted light inside.

"At your age when you should retire, it is very rare to be able to avoid my sneak attack in time."

"Oh? In that case"

"Huh, in this case"

The dust dissipated. Two of the three hammers were instantly crushed by a pencil, and the other one was picked up by her, directly blasting the sandstorm's forehead! The sandstorm is once again commanding the sand on the soles of the feet to face the assassin in front of you!