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While he was searching for Bai Ye's figure with ferocious eyes, an extremely provocative and seductive scream suddenly reached his ears.

It was a scream that seemed to have gone through countless training in bed, honing the skill of screaming to the peak, and it could definitely poke the G-spot of any man.

"Over there?"

The Mad King remained unmoved, but quickly turned his head and rushed towards that direction with his feet.

On the other side of the ruins.

Bai Ye hit Maeve on the chest with a palm, sending her whole body flying and causing her to let out the seductive cry from before.

Bai Ye was startled and took a breath of air.

This woman is so terrible!

Although his figure is nothing, his skills are absolutely superb. Even his screams are so impressive that it’s hard to imagine how amazing his kung fu is!

The scarlet magic spear arrived the next moment.

Bai Ye immediately retreated bravely, stepped on the magical foot power, and then left the hall. At the same time, he also put a green fragment into the Millennium City.

It was for this fragment that he came all the way to Washington, and slapped Maeve... It was really a cry of ecstasy, which made a man like Bai Ye, who was barely experienced, have some aftertaste, thinking Should I go back and slap her again?

"Although I also want to repair this era as soon as possible, there is no way. Someone asked me that she must teach you, a stupid disciple, a lesson..."

Otherwise, Mad King Cu Chulainn would have died in just one shot.

Bai Ye's voice echoed in the ruined hall, "Before that, just wash your neck and wait."

As for who made this request to Hakuno——

Thinking of the familiar moves used by the opponent just now, Cu Chulainn's face showed an extremely ferocious evil smile, as if he had encountered prey.

"Is that woman finally coming out?"

Chapter 927 My name is Li Shuwen!

Bai Ye had no intention of fighting against the Mad King Cu Chulainn, but left Washington after taking away the fragments.

In fact, it's not that Bai Ye doesn't want to take action, it's just that someone has booked the candidate in advance.

Before setting off, Queen Scathach had made it clear that she would personally deal with this stupid disciple.

Of course, Bai Ye didn't intend to thwart her idea, so he didn't kill her directly.

Outside Washington, Bai Ye took a distant look at the city that was gradually becoming chaotic due to his troubles. He just grinned and no longer cared.

Instead, he turned his attention to the opposite place.

In this era, it was not just the green fragment on Maeve's body that summoned Hakuno. In fact, there was another very similar attraction.

"It shouldn't be fragments... but closer to the time in Fuyuki City." Hakuno thought.

By now, he has long been very familiar with the summoning feeling of the fragments, and of course there is no mistaking the feeling.

This other summoning feeling was not so much that the fragments came to him, but rather that it was similar to the summoning feeling of the spirit base when he met Hercules in Fuyuki City.

Bai Ye remembered what Gaia said when she met her for the second time a few months ago.

"Could it be that the Spear-level Spirit Ki that Gaia said...which Servant is it?"

While Bai Ye was thinking this way, he left the city and headed towards the target location.

And on the other side, in Washington, inside the White House.

"Wow!"

A pile of rubble was thrown away from her body, and Maeve stood up from the ruins with a gloomy expression, gritting her teeth, "You can come and go freely in this White House, this man is quite powerful..."

Although she said this with her mouth, what her eyes and face revealed was definitely not such a simple meaning.

It is a will that feels as if one's own pride has been challenged and will never give in until the opponent is suppressed into submission.

"Here it comes again..."

Mad King Cu Chulainn glanced at Maeve next to him and clicked his tongue, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, this guy is not something that second-rate or third-rate servants can conquer."

"I can see it."

Maeve's face showed a trace of blush like an orgasm, and her face became inexplicably excited, "He may have a body that rivals yours, but isn't that even more exciting?"

"Guard! Send me my order. He is wanted throughout the territory. You must find that man for me!"

Maeve's eyes glowed with emotion, "Awesome...I must make him feel the humiliation of ignoring me, hurting me, and then surrendering at my feet!"

Just like how Cu Chulainn was treated in Celtic myths and legends.

After Washington made such an order, not long after, the United States Army in the west received the news almost without any surprise.

At the same time, even the rebels who had been wandering between the two also noticed the man who broke into the White House and retreated safely.

Of course Bai Ye didn't know Maeve's reaction, but I'm afraid he wouldn't care even if he knew.

Not to mention whether he will be found by the Celtic warriors, even if he is found, there can only be one final result, right?

…

The central part of the American continent is one of the main battlefields where the two major forces of the East and West come into contact, friction, and even exchange of fire.

The fierce and powerful Celtic soldiers, armed with various cold weapons, and the United Army soldiers wearing mechanical armors and holding firearms fought together, making loud shouts of killing.

Blood splattered, limbs were broken, blood flowed into rivers, and corpses piled up into mountains... This is the tragedy of the battlefield.

"no."

But on such a battlefield, a figure was sitting alone on a condescending rock, looking at the soldiers fighting fiercely below with unabashed disappointment.

"These soldiers are so weak that they are not even worth killing."

He patted his shoulder with the red tassel gun and sighed: "Isn't there anyone in this era who can compete with me in skills? It's really boring to kill these Celtic soldiers all the time."

This is a young figure with red hair tied into a ponytail. His face and eyes reveal perseverance. He is wearing red training clothes that are not suitable for this land. He is carrying a two-meter-long red tassel gun on his shoulder. Just look at it. Going up there gives a pretty brave impression.

He is one of the free men of this era.

But although he is a free servant, he knows which side of morality lies, so while wandering around in this era, he is also killing some Celtic soldiers, which is a disguised form of helping to restore human nature.

However, it is not difficult to tell from his words that this is a servant with a martial-arts personality. No matter how you look at it, he looks full of fighting spirit.