Versatile Mage

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On the street of the city of Lulu, the black leather bag filled with sand was built into a roadblock.

These black leather bag roadblocks are connected to the trenches in the central position, mainly to prevent the EFF from being secretly mixed behind the brown rebels.

Several civilian trousers in brown vests hid behind black leather bags, and they talked about the incredible things that happened today while drinking beer.

"I heard that, five thousand people encircled three enemy generals, and the result was that the family escaped without any loss. This is really fucking," said a large-nosed army.

"I said that there must be a very powerful magician in the EFF. The victory we have now is nothing more than the EFF's failure to respond in time. Oh, I am so confused, why do you jump in, if you lose, It is estimated that none of us have even a place to live."

"There are still a few hours. When it is time to fight, we will hide in one place."

Several civilians whispered, and at this time they suddenly heard the sound of someone stepping on the glass.

"Who?" The big nose militia immediately turned his head.

“Visitors, we are tourists from Asia, we want to go from here, our embassy is there.” Mo Fan reveals a very rich smile.

"How long has it been going on? You haven't gotten out of the way. There are still four hours you have to sway on the street like this, to make sure you die without a whole body!" The big nose militia snarled.

"We are not afraid of death, a few big brothers will get through, let us go," Mo Fan said.

At this time, another militiaman who was drinking beer was standing up. He looked drunk and didn't know how much wine he drank. The whole person looked very violent.

"Let them go in the past? What if they are the EFF?" said the drunken militia.

Mu Bai stood behind Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan. The two of them were wearing ordinary victims. If you see that the situation is wrong, Mu Bai will immediately shoot.

In order to prevent them from informing the military camp, Mu Bai will basically not be merciful at this time.

After all, this is in the battle zone, and the softness of the heart will only bring him more trouble.

"Hey, it’s all a few young, why bother? The young man, let’s go, let’s come back to the country where we are not so much. Is it bad to travel to Europe?” The big nose militia looked very kind.

"Europe is not too flat." Zhao Manyan had a mouthful.

"Then you are in your own country. You are Chinese or Japanese. Hey, no matter where you are, it is better than ours. Go back quickly and go back quickly." The big nose militia said.

When he said these words, he had already let several other brethren remove the obstacles and let the three people go.

The drunkard did not hesitate to stop in front of the three of them.

"I hate this Asian white face most. The woman of Laozi is being played by a wealthy Japanese. I came back to me with a pregnancy report. I sold her directly to the **** | Wo." The drunkard militia screwed Zhao Manyan The collar, the full of alcohol sprayed on Zhao Manyan's face.

"Oh!!" The big nose militia pushed the drunkard, and some impatient words. "Do you directly blame someone else's head? Before you kill someone for no reason, now you have to It’s hard for a few unrelated young people, people in their forties, don’t do business, can you blame your woman for running with someone else!”

The drunken militia climbed up and stared at the big nose militia with great anger.

"Why, you still want to do something to me. I am a militia squad leader. Before we lose this battle, I am your boss and give me respect." The big nose militia was a tough voice.

"Hey, the militia, it’s just cannon fodder, you can really see yourself." The drunkard was finally suppressed, but his eyes were more pungent when he looked at Zhao Manyan and others.

The big nose militia captain waved his hand and let the three of them directly cross the roadblock.

Mo Fan hurriedly thanked.

"Be careful along the way, although this war is the first thing we jumped up, but the EFF is not a good thing." The big nose militia took them.

"Uncle, thank you very much."

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Out of the roadblock, the three immediately found a building and hid in the back kitchen of a restaurant.

"In this world, there are still many good people." Zhao Manyan sincerely lamented.

He untied the clothes wrapped on the outside of his arm, and suddenly the blood could not stop coming out of the wound under his arm.

All three of them have different degrees of injury. The defense of the scorpion and the shield is not absolute. Zhao Manyan’s arm is scratched by the wind gear of the wind battleship.

There are traces of blazing light behind Mu Bai, and the entire back looks like the fire hoof.

Mo Fan has more injuries, but his physical condition is much stronger than the two of them. He recovers quickly. In addition to the frequent fatigue of using the lightning magic, there is nothing too big.

The three men managed to escape from the terrorist camp of the military camp. They did not dare to move on, considering the current state.

They chose to withdraw from the site of the Brown Legion and go to the other side of the city.

The people of the Brown Legion are still sending troops to search along the street. They dare not use magic to kill the soldiers who are blocking the road, so they simply disguise themselves as ordinary people.

Fortunately, I met a relatively conscience-named brown militia squad leader, otherwise it would be easy to attract a large number of brown corps people, and there was no chance to catch a breath.

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"What do we do now, the brown military tyrants occupy the western half of the city, even if we go out from outside the city, we will encounter their trenches and roadblocks. They are too fucking!" Zhao Manyan said.

"There are four hours, the EFF will attack. It seems that we can only kill the Rehe camp by the EFF's counterattack," Mo Fan said.

"What a joke, fighting on both sides, the three of us are trapped inside and there is no difference with the ants. But tens of thousands of people are tens of thousands of people, all of them are magicians!" Zhao Manyan said.

"With the words of the militia, it may be nearly 100,000." Mu Bai corrected.

I wished that there was nothing wrong with it before.

It will become a national war zone, and the scale will rise to an extremely terrifying level.

The super-order wizard can have one enemy and one hundred, and the exaggeration point can be one enemy and one thousand. Can it face tens of thousands of mages?

Take their recent experience, there are probably more than 6,000 people there, and they have almost sent them to the coffin.