172 Some things need an explanation

Although the butcher was sneering at Saint Arthur, his eyes kept secretly aiming at the drunken concubine and the cuckoo of blood. Sure enough, some things were not so easy to fool.

Seeing the imperial concubine being drunk and abandoning her disguise and slipping down from the tree, the butcher hurriedly shouted: "I'll just go, fat girl, why are you going down? Killing an assassin does not mean that the task has been completely completed. Go up quickly and continue to be vigilant.

Well, little sister, you continue to search on the right, I'll patrol the left."

Du Juan cried and said lightly: "Don't worry, fat man... Brother, the first sister just sent me a private chat message saying that after they killed a team of assassin players from Western camp, the soldiers of the Tiger Ben Xuanjia Beggar Beggars had informed them that the mission had been successfully completed.

Compared with the task, I think some things may be better to explain clearly."

The butcher had no choice but to spread his hands, looked at Du Juan and the imperial concubine crying with blood and drunkenness, and said, "Who did I believe this kind of thing?"

The imperial concubine said with red eyes drunk, "Du Juan directly disguised her as Chris, and the enemy said that, how could it be fine?"

Crying Du Juan said expressionlessly: "You didn't explain, how do you know that others don't believe it? It's obvious that there is a ghost in your heart."

The butcher said helplessly: "Okay, since you are struggling with each other, I will tell you what happened, believe it or not!

As soon as I entered the Western camp, I pretended to be Alexander, a male shooter in the Western camp. Although I knew the general location of Tito City, I didn’t know the specific path. Moreover, players in the Eastern camp cannot use the teleportation center in the Western camp world.

On the way to search for Tito City, I met Chris's team. Chris wanted to compete with me, but I was defeated..."

"Then she fell in love with you?" The imperial concubine murmured drunk.

The butcher rolled his eyes and said in his heart: "Damn, do you think a woman is as silly as you?" However, the butcher said: "No, she showed me the path to Tito City.

In fact, St. Arthur said nothing wrong, that is, I rescued the Seven Saints of the Ascetic profession, thanks to Chris providing me with information. Of course, she may not know my identity, because I later disguised myself as Frank and Chopper, and my professions were also different. Frank is a warrior in the Western camp, and Chopper is a priest in the Western camp.

It was equivalent to Chris revealing different information to Alexander, Frank and Chopper each. She thought that I was just a Western player who wanted to do escort missions.

My friendship with Chris is limited to this!

As for the messing together that St. Arthur said was completely a slander of Chris. And from the previous conversation, it is not difficult to imagine that St. Arthur and Chris are in a lover relationship, and the words just now are entirely a vent of love and hate."

After the talk, the butcher secretly glanced at Du Juan and the imperial concubine with tears in his eyes.

The imperial concubine was drunk and confused, while the crying blood-crying Dujuan had no expression on her face.

After a long time, Du Juan cried and finally said, "Fatty... Brother, I believe you... it's weird!"

I felt a little bit floating just now, but the two words that Du Juan said were deliberately dragged back for a few minutes and almost couldn't breathe.

Just as the imperial concubine was drunk and about to speak, the butcher suddenly pressed the imperial concubine and shouted anxiously: "I'll go, I'm here again!"

The imperial concubine said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Fat, I won't take you like this, it hurts me."

The cried Du Juan actually said with a serious expression: "Damn, Saint Arthur did not act alone just now, but came to investigate the situation in advance. It's not good now, and a whole team came.

According to the task distribution process here, that team should also be the most powerful team in the Western camp. The three of us can't deal with it at all. What should we do?"

The imperial concubine was drunk and realized that the two of them were not joking. She looked for a while and asked in surprise: "Damn, they knew that we were here, why did they still turn into wild boars together?"

The butcher said lightly: "In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the indigenous soldiers, let me do this, little sister, go to the barracks to inform General Wang Ping that Fat Girl and I will hold this team of assassins."

Xuexue Du Juan shook her head directly and said, "In this case, Fat Girl's assistance will not only not help you, but will become your burden. Fat Girl, you will return to the camp to report the news. It should be safe on the way to the military camp. I and the fat man... I use guerrilla tactics to drag this team of assassins. Hurry up, we can hold on for at most five minutes."

"But..." Before the imperial concubine finished her drunken words, the cried blood-crying Dujuan and the butcher had already taken the initiative to touch the team of wild boars arching up the mountain.

The imperial concubine had to grit her teeth when she was drunk, twisted her body, and rushed towards the barracks.

The cuckoo rushed towards the wild boar and shouted, "Fatty... Brother, find a place to hide and disguise, I will lead them to your place, and then..."

The butcher smiled sinisterly and said, "Hehe, they just happened to have their skills in seconds, although they can't exert all their strength."

The cried Dujuan smiled and said, "Then let's separate now, don't stay together to attract their attention, try to attack as little as possible."

The butcher said, "No need, I saw that St. Arthur was still in the team, and it seemed that there was a close resurrection point. He knew I was there, so it was meaningless to hide."

The cried Dujuan smiled and said, "That's fine."

So, the butcher and the cuckoo scattered from left to right, and the two surrounded the ten people.

Soon, the cried blood-crying Cuckoo was surprised to find that the butcher did not use guerrilla tactics, but rushed directly.

It seemed that he was fighting fiercely for a while, and the blood-crying Dujuan's heart suddenly tightened because she found a white light flashing in the wild boar herd, which was a unique visual effect when the player hanged or went online.

Fortunately, the butcher's voice immediately rang in the team channel: "It's here, little sister, the white light just now is my disguise. Using this disguise technique under their noses is not something I can't do if I learned the God of Disguise skills."

The cried Dujuan said in confusion: "Damn, can't you directly release that skill?"

The butcher said in surprise: "No, I used static camouflage. They were still twenty-five meters away from me. It is impossible to kill all at once."

The cried Du Juan said lightly: "Then I understand, keep it steady for about three minutes."

I saw the cried blood-crying Dujuan also began to rush towards the butcher's seat, as if he saw the butcher's seat was dead, and rushed over to help him avenge him.

The team of ten Western camp players, no matter how involved the blood-crying Cuckoo, never willing to gather together.

Seeing that time had passed by almost four minutes, Crying Dujuan finally made up his mind and rushed into the team of Western camp players. He used micro-operation skills to desperately avoid the attacks of Western camp players. In order to pursue the effect of evasion, Crying Dujuan's attack slowed down a lot.

Saint Arthur shouted disdainfully on the current channel: "Hmph, I want to use one person to deal with the top players of our ten Western camps. I am really a mantis arm to block the car, overestimating my ability."

Obviously, players in the Western camp are all masters. They involuntarily adopted the human wall surround tactic against a micro-fucking master who has full agility and points, such as Crying Blood Cuckoo.

Just as ten players in the Western camp narrowed the encirclement to a diameter of less than ten meters, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared on the open space.

After the white light dissipated, the butcher and the cuckoo stood there, with several pieces of equipment and weapons from Western camp players scattered on the ground, as well as the bodies of Saint Arthur who had been reluctant to resurrect.

The butcher stomped on St. Arthur's body and said angrily: "Your sister, let your baby keep his mouth unkind. Once such a rumor comes out, how can you wash it clearly as a man?"

At this moment, Wang Ping's heartfelt laughter came from behind the butcher: "Haha, hurry up, but I still didn't catch up with the battle. But I said, with the adventurer butcher here, what else can't be solved?"

The imperial concubine followed behind drunkenly and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Fat Brother, I still didn't catch up."

The butcher rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I'll just go, why don't you catch up when you come riding a camel eagle? It's obvious that you don't want to catch up."

Wang Ping glared and said angrily: "The president of the Eastern camp is in the camp, and there are two deputy commanders and a military advisor. How dare I sway over the city and ride a camel eagle? They want one to leave, who will I ask for compensation?"

Seeing Wang Ping's appearance as a wealthy slave, the butcher had to swallow the suffocation back.

Saint Arthur finally turned into revenge and went to resurrection. He quit twice in less than ten minutes in one night, and probably he was depressed. He also gave the others a meritorious service under the wanted order and the private killing order issued by Ren Yongjun.

Wang Ping suddenly said generously: "Okay, the war tonight has come, you don't have to go back to the camp with me, just go home, we have to stay behind in the second half of the night."

"Your sister, it's even more trouble for us to go back without your camel eagle!" the butcher couldn't help but shout.

Watching Wang Ping and others leave, Cuckoo pointed to the explosives on the ground and said lightly: "Damn fat man... Brother, these belong to me, are my spoils."

"Why?"

"Your matter has not been explained clearly. Some things must be explained, otherwise we will ask Sister Jiao to judge!" Du Juan cried Du was sure of winning and said proudly.

The imperial concubine interrupted in a drunken manner and said, "That's right, Brother Fat, the explanation you gave before is too far-fetched, who believes it?"

The butcher was furious and shouted: "I'll just put it in and explain it, do you believe it or not! One has not married, and the other has not married, can you control it? Forget it, a good man doesn't fight with a woman, you can do whatever you want!"
Chapter completed!