Chapter 278 Head-On Collision

"Huh...where are you again this time?"

"Gure City."

"...your mother!"

After the feeble greetings, Oliver, who was leaning on the alleyway, sat directly on the ground, scratched his hair and wiped away the dew, looking extremely depressed.

Samp on the side still covered his face with a black robe, and no expression could be seen, but judging from his actions of lowering the brim of his hat from time to time, it seemed that he felt a little embarrassed.

Yes, Samp is indeed embarrassed. Six times, for a whole day and two nights, no one made the right decision. Although the probability of each decision is basically the same, missing so many times in a row is enough to make him feel ashamed.

"Do you think someone is watching us and spreading the news?" Oliver looked around and asked with some suspicion.

"Impossible!" Samp shook his head and quickly denied, "We use space to teleport in and out of the city, and our stay is only a few minutes. There is no way we will be targeted."

"Then what the hell is going on!" Oliver held his head and growled with a tangled look on his face, "Is that person really so lucky? Is his strategy really that good? Or are we too weak..."

Samp was silent after hearing this. It's hard to say whether the other party is good or bad, but he is definitely bad enough... After a while, he suddenly raised his head: "Oliver, you will be the judge this time."

"Uh...me?" Oliver looked up in shock and pointed at himself in surprise. Then he seemed to understand something and touched his hair, "Ahem, Samp, don't get me wrong, I don't mean to blame you..."

"That's not it." Waving his hand, Samp said, "Judging from the portrait in the newspaper, the other party should know us, and he can definitely guess that one of us must be the one who makes the decision. If he knows me well With his character, such a result can be explained. So this time, it is you who will be the judge."

"That's it..." Oliver hesitated for a moment and finally nodded. Then he scratched his chin thoughtfully and slapped his palm, "Well, then let's go to Beacon City."

"Oh? Is there a reason?" The other party has been to Fenghuo City, so the probability is really not high. However, Samp did not object and just asked.

"No, I'm confused!" Oliver's answer was straightforward.

Snapped! After being stunned for a moment, Samp snapped his fingers, and his whole body was shrouded in white light: "Yes, this is the effect I want."

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When a situation becomes rigid and urgently needs to be broken, strength, wisdom, off-board moves, etc., as long as they are powerful enough, are all effective ways to break the game.

Of course, so does luck. It can even be said that this is the most unnatural method. There is no need to pay anything, just sit and sit and the problem will be solved... And for the party that is broken, uh, admit it, this damn thing is life!

Noon, Beacon City.

Tang En, who felt quite good about himself, entered the city and immediately followed the main road towards the center of the city. This time, he was not in a hurry to go to a city gate to run away, but was planning to find a secret agency to see how long it would take for the Temple of Light personnel to arrive.

Of course Tang En didn't intend to let go of such help, and Samp and the others were unlikely to be deterred, so what he had to do now was to find a way for the two groups to meet and fight, and then happily wait for the result.

The flow of people and cars in the city was very dense. Tang En glanced at the snail-speed lane, jumped off his horse, and held the reins to prepare to cross the square.

I don’t know if it was because of the lessons learned from Shanxi City, but after the news of Samp’s arrival spread, the city’s security was obviously increased. Not to mention the center of the city. Next to the majestic statue of the general, there are large groups of heavily armed cavalry guarding the area.

At this moment, Thumper and Oliver appeared out of thin air at the fork in the road beside the square.

As soon as he stepped out, Samp didn't care about the astonished crowd around him. His palms flew and he quickly formed seals.

Fenghuo City is a large city, and the square in the city is very expensive. Naturally, there won't be any lanes around it, and the ones a little further away will be side roads. Showing up here will inevitably attract attention. Their identities were only exposed yesterday, and they will definitely cause riots if they stay for too long.

Although Samp and Oliver didn't care about these ordinary people, the trouble that followed was something they didn't want to provoke.

Soon, the white light spots gathered between Samp's fingers began to disperse. Oliver on the side first glared at the people around him who clearly recognized their identities and were screaming in horror, then lazily turned back and asked: "Where are they again this time?"

The tone was casual, Oliver really didn't expect the other party to be in Beacon City. After all, Samp has calculated so many times without success, can he still be deceived once? suddenly,

Wave... there was a soft sound, and the white light spots flowing on the nails suddenly exploded. Samp's body swayed, his closed palms were thrown away, and he took a step back involuntarily.

Is this...forcibly skipping the magic closing stage? Oliver opened his mouth in shock and quickly stepped forward to give him a hand: "What's going on?"

Samp did not answer his question. He raised his head sharply. There seemed to be a blade hidden under the black hood. He first scanned the surrounding crowd sharply, and then cast his gaze to the square not far away.

There was an endless stream of horse-drawn carriages on the outside, and there were bustling crowds inside. They were crowded together, densely packed... They looked like ants moving together before the rain, and at the same time they looked like worker bees working hard to find food. If you want to find someone here, even if you are an acquaintance, it will be quite difficult. To a stranger, it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack!

Where, where are you coming from...middle-aged man, middle-aged man...

Pushing away the arm that Oliver was holding, Samp suddenly rose three feet off the ground and was suspended in the air. His eyes are as bright as a soaring falcon, and his head is slightly swaying to filter out various faces. However, the range of a few kilometers is too large after all. If we continue to search like this...

Wait, there is a horse... Samp's eyes suddenly focused on a man in the square with his back to him, holding the reins of the black horse and trying hard to move forward among the crowd.

It takes half a day to go back and forth between various cities. Even if the opponent is faster than others, he will never leave his horse.

It seemed that because Samp's vision was too sharp, the man subconsciously looked back and saw, oh, it was an ordinary young face. The two people's eyes met, but they couldn't see clearly because of the distance. The young man seemed to raise his eyebrows, then nodded politely, grinning brightly.

Not a middle-aged man... Samp quickly ruled it out, his eyes flickered and glanced elsewhere. Damn it, where is it?

"Thamp, that man is here? Have you found him?" Oliver was just a rough guy, which does not mean he is stupid. Seeing Thumb reacting so fiercely, he instantly understood that the person they were looking for was right in front of them.

Shaking his head slightly, Samp continued to search and replied: "It's here, but not yet... Huh? No!"

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across his mind, and the entire cerebral cortex was numb... He was in a floating state now. Why wasn't that young man surprised at all just now?

His eyes instantly turned back. The black horse was still there, waving its huge head uneasily. Its owner was gone...

"Shit!" Samp yelled, slapped his forehead hard, and flew into the air again, quickly flying towards the field.

"Oliver, prepare to clear the place. The other party is here, he is a young man!"

…(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)