Tang Lin wanted to see his own President Fan. Just as he was about to turn his head, a big hand was pressed down on his head, forcing him to continue watching Moss: "Don't be distracted."

Cong Yue was not stopped, so he turned around when he wanted to turn around. The eyes he looked at Tang Lin and Fan Peiyang were not described as "gratitude", but were mixed with more deeper and more complex emotions, which made his eyes sore and flushed uncontrollably.

After Demos's eyes passed back and forth between the three, he knew the situation.

Unhappy, he drew into his eyes little by little: "I overestimate myself and feel very touched by myself. This is really the scene I hate the most."

After saying that, he suddenly rushed to Cong Yue, and his four fingers together pierced Cong Yue's fragile neck like a sharp knife.

Cong Yue was startled and widened his eyes and had no time to hide.

"Ao—"

The wolf shadow rushed over without warning, not by slapping Moss, but by Cong Yue.

The fat man was easily knocked down and fell to the ground with a "bang", and he avoided Demos' attacks, which was a hundred times more flexible and agile than he did to dodge himself.

At the same time, another sharp weapon broke through the wind.

With the previous experience, all the passers-by this time captured the "sharp weapon outline" as soon as possible.

Five-five-minute, who is also a member of the donut, touches his waist in the familiar outline: "Damn, my knife--"

I just lost the whole wheat that canned lunch meat, and I felt balanced.

The accusation of "lost property" did not interfere with Mos' reaction. He did not move his feet, but only moved his upper body slightly backwards. According to his judgment on the route of the sharp blade, this dodge could be easily dodged.

However, as soon as he went backwards, he realized something was wrong.

The speed is wrong.

His dodging movements slowed down!

Yu Guangli, the fat man who had already deserved to be damned, was solemn and focused, and his flesh was tight, and he was obviously controlling the stationery tree.

"Slowdown" effect?

Demos was most annoying to be bound by his hands and feet. The fat man even pointed the type of stationery tree at the point he hated the most.

The sharp blade has arrived.

With Demos' current movement speed, he couldn't dodge at all, so he didn't dodge, but suddenly concentrated his energy, instantly strengthened his body control, and directly raised his hand to hold the blade.

The passers-by who had not participated in the war were stunned: "..."

This is a fucking sword that is empty-handed.

At this moment, another gust of wind came from behind Demos.

A bright metallic color drew a white line in the air.

All the passers-by are almost tired of aesthetics. Which knife did Fan Peiyang steal?

The tiger down the mountain gave everyone a timely answer: "Ah, my iron walnut--"

All the passers-by: "...Why are your paintings so strange!"

Going down the mountain tiger: "It is too dangerous to hurt yourself by mistake with a knife!"

Many passers-by: "Iron walnuts are not dangerous, they are useless?!"

Going down the mountain tiger: "It's okay to practice grip strength in your hands--"

Everyone: "..."

Safe and easy to do, simple fitness, and cultural heritage, you will win.

At the beginning of the battle, the irrelevant level breakers automatically consciously gave way to both sides. Now, in the middle of the battlefield, the attacks between the two sides stopped a little, and Mos stood on the side, Tang Lin, Fan Peiyang, and Cong Yue stood on the side, facing each other, with clear camps.

The clothes of Moss were rotten, but he was not embarrassed, and he was still calm and calm, even his skin was still as white as blood. The continuous dodging did not bring him a trace of fatigue.

The three people on the opposite side were not the case.

Whether it is Fan Peiyang who launched too many attacks, Tang Lin, or Cong Yue who had been assisting in the second half, they all consumed physical strength to varying degrees. Fan Peiyang was slightly unstable in his breathing, while Tang Lin had sweat beads on his nose. Cong Yue was the most obvious, and his chest was fluctuating with the heavy gasping sound.

Demos looked at the three people opposite him quietly, and suddenly felt that the scene seemed familiar.

When he was guarding the gate, he also wanted to send a passer away, but another troublesome person came out to protect...

I remembered it.

There was no trace of Demos's mouth, and a very shallow curve was drawn.

Huo Xu.

This was the second time he remembered that guy tonight. Although he didn't want to admit it, the other party did leave a deep impression on him.

But what’s interesting is that Huo Xu’s character that night was the fat man in front of him.

It's not him who jumped out to protect others.

It was when I wanted to kill him, someone jumped out to protect him.

The subsequent development is more interesting.

After the enthusiastic protector jumped out, they formed a situation of confrontation between the two sides that was almost the same as before, but Huo Xu didn't appreciate it at all.

The first and only sentence he said to the man was: "Get out of here, don't get in the way."

The scene was wonderful.

It was so wonderful that Moss remembered the expression of the "enthusiastic" and was filled with reminiscence.

Tang Lin, Fan Peiyang, Cong Yue: "..."

Other passers-by: “…”

The guards of the gate do not speak or attack, but stand there quietly meditate, empty-handed, with a strange smile on their faces. What kind of new combat state is this?

"No more fight." Demos suddenly shrugged and his eyes were turned back to Cong Yue, "Fatty, you are lucky. I'm in a good mood now, so you've passed it."

Cong Yue: "..."

He planned to be heroic the first second, but passed the level the next second. The ups and downs of life are so exciting.

"But you two can't do it," Demos changed his tone and looked at Tang Lin and Fan Peiyang, "You have aroused my interest and you have to be responsible for it."

"Yes." Tang Lin dared to help Cong Yue, so he made the worst plan, "What kind of tricks do you like, tell me."

"No, I like traditional models," said Demos, "just talk about your fears."

Tang Lin faced the battle calmly: "Come on."

Demos shook his head: "I want to save what I want most until the end."

All the passers-by: "…"

Before the war, you can provoke and make harsh words, but... variety, tradition, want to eat, what kind of devil's word is this!

After saying that, Demos turned his gaze to Fan Peiyang again, and still smiled, but his eyes gradually cooled down: "Just put a delicious thing at the end, so next, it's you."

Fan Peiyang was not surprised, but on the prudent side, he would make it clear: "You want to talk to me?"

Demos tilted his head gently and looked at him casually: "You three fight with me. If you don't pay any price, will I be too easy to talk to? So, one passes and the other stays for the last time. At the moment, I can only find you."

"Okay." Fan Peiyang didn't care about the order of chatting, "but before chatting," he looked at Tang Lin, "I want to say a few words to him first."

He said "want" rather than "think".

The difference in words made Morse raise his eyebrows.

Maybe others can't notice it, but for him who has tested countless passers-by, the feeling is very obvious.

It is a requirement.

I think it's a request.

There are many passers-by who have requested and even begged him, but few of them have made direct requests.

Moreover, the person in front of him was completely true and revealed without any intention.

Hate him.

Demos first gave this guy a black poke to death in his heart.

After covering up, he was about to show kindness and allow the other party to ask, but as soon as he was about to open his mouth, he was already talking to him.

Fan Peiyang: "There must not be a second time like that."

Demos: "…"

So is making a request with him just a symbolic process?

No one cares about the mood of those who keep the gate.

Everyone's attention was attracted to Fan Peiyang and Tang Lin.

It was about to be a "fatal chat". Fan Peiyang insisted on explaining to Tang Lin a few words. I thought it would be very important.

Unexpectedly, when Fan Peiyang spoke, it turned out to be what happened just now?

Save a fat man, and save him, but at the critical moment of life and death, he took it out and broke up again?

The onlookers were surprised.

Tang Lin just thought, "Look, what should come will always come."
To be continued...