Traveling Frog: Bring back Bingbing Fruit at the beginning

In the north of the Free Country, on the waist of a nondescript mountain.

This mountain is not well-known in the territory of the Free Country, but it is the hermitage of the strongest awakened people in the Free Country.

The Peak Awakened of the Mythical Order, known as the Magical Wizard by the people, Mike Swell!

Because the vehicle could only drive to the foot of the mountain, Smith and the others could only walk towards the mountainside on foot.

When I came to the mountainside, I saw a simple small stone house.

From inside the small stone house, there is a very rhythmic sound of metal colliding.

Smith stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Knock!

knock!" After three knocks on the door, the rhythmic tapping in the small stone house stopped, followed by a long sigh.

"Come in, the door is unlocked. An old voice came from the stone house.

After receiving the approval of the stone house, Smith pushed open the door of the room and walked inside.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a burly white-bearded old man standing in front of a burning fire, his chest rising and falling, adjusting his breathing rate.

And in front of him was a piece of metal that had been beaten and deformed.

The former magician actually lived in seclusion and became a blacksmith, which is really a thing that shocks the three views.

"Smith, what are you doing here?" Mike

Swell seemed very unhappy with the arrival of Smith and the others.

But Smith and the officials sent by the Hexagon saluted Mike Swell very respectfully.

After all, this gray-haired old man had made many indelible deeds for the free country, and he deserved their respect.

"For a please, one thing. Smith said.

"What?" Mike Swell glanced at Su Shuo and Father Pucci behind Smith, and frowned slightly: "Who are

these two guys?" "Why do I feel an aura from these two guys that I have never felt before, and this aura is still very dangerous."

Before Smith could speak, Father Pucci, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and bowed slightly to Mike Swell.

"Dear Mike Sway, my name is Pursy Philips and I am the leader of the Path to Heaven.

As he spoke, Father Puqi looked at Su Shuo behind him and said, "This is the member of our Heavenly Path, whose name is Su Shuo, and he is the agent of the god of blood and destruction, Eneo, on earth.

Hearing the words Blood and God of Destruction and Agent, Mike Swell's brow furrowed even deeper.

As the top combat force in this world, he still has some understanding of gods and their agents.

And he also knows a little about the god Erio.

In Greek mythology, she is a veritable evil god, and her agent of choice in the world is also a variety of murderous demons.

How did the Hexagon stand with such an evil god agent.

"I'm not interested in you guys, go back.

With that, Mike Swell put the cooled iron into the red-hot furnace to heat and forge it.

Seeing Mike Swell's attitude, Father Pucci's brow furrowed.

Just when Su Shuo wanted to attack him directly, he was stopped by Father Puqi with his eyes.

It's not yet time to tear your skin off.

"Don't rush us away, do you want to hear that we are looking for you to help you this time?" Smith smiled.

But Mike Swell turned a deaf ear to what Smith said.

After taking out the metal block that had been heated, he began to continue forging, and the sound of ping-pong once again sounded in the stone house.

Smith didn't get angry about this, but looked at Mike Swell with a smile on his face.

"Luo Fan, this suddenly rising Chinese genius, do you also have a concern?"

Hearing this, the hammer raised by Mike Swell suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then turned his gaze to Smith again.

"What's the matter, I'm busy!" After

saying that, Mike Swell threw the tools in his hand to the ground, and walked to the coffee table, picked up the teapot and drank it.

Seeing this, Smith was secretly happy in his heart.

He knew there was no way Mike Swell wouldn't be able to ignore such a top talent as Rovan.

"Master Swell, you don't want the future of the Free Nation to live in the shadow of this guy Lovan, do you?"

said Smith, with a mysterious smile.

"It's not enough to pay for the lives of a hundred genius mid-level awakeners and five or six mythic-level awakeners, is it possible that you Hexagons still want the old man to die too!" Mike Swell said with some anger.

In his opinion, the Free Nation should be honest after paying such a terrible price in the last operation against Rovan.

Who would have thought that this group of guys not only did not feel scared, but even more determined the idea of killing Luo Fan.

And now that the gods are revived, all kinds of crises are emerging.

And these guys know all day long that they don't care about what is going on outside.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength was not as good as before, he would definitely go to the White House in person to question that guy and ask him which tendon was wrong.

Or maybe his brain was caught by the door, so he ordered Luo Fan to be killed.

"You are a hero of the Free Nation, how could we possibly let you take this risk, we just want you to do us a small favor. Smith said hurriedly, for fear of angering the big guy.

Mike Swell was silent.

Of course, he knew that Smith had come to him to kill Luo Fan, a rising Chinese star.

All his life, he has been working hard for the free country, in order to make the free country the most powerful country in the world, and he doesn't have to worry about the demonic beasts in those secret realms.

And have the spare energy to help other weak countries, so that the people of these countries can recognize their lives without fear as a whole.

But the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is skinny.

After the free country became stronger and stronger, it did not help those weak countries as much as they thought, so that the people there could live a prosperous life.

Instead, they used their own powerful force to make these weak countries their vassal states, their back gardens.

As for the people of those countries, they are living in even more dire straits than before, and no one knows who will come first tomorrow or the unexpected.

I am very strong, can I move mountains and reclaim the sea if I am strong, but this is only my own strength after all.

But in the face of the behemoth state apparatus of the free country, the so-called powerful power of oneself is nothing more than that.

So he finally chose to retire.

In the years since his retirement, Huaxia, far away on the other side of the ocean, has been making rapid progress at a speed beyond ordinary people.

As the former patron saint of the free country, of course, he doesn't want to see the free country surpassed by Huaxia, and the free country can only live in the shadow of Huaxia alone.

"Let's talk about it. "Mike Swell