Chapter 168 The Test of Malt Wine (Thanks to the Leader of the Stupid Old Man for Feeding Me)

Chapter 168 The test of malt wine (Thanks to the stupid old man for feeding the alliance leader~)

Not long after they walked out, they heard the roar of a motorcycle team coming from behind.

The barber turned around to look, only to find that he was an acquaintance.

"--rhythm!"

he shouted.

Rhythm is so easy to recognize... His prosthetic transformation can be said to be at the level of "explosive transformation".

Not only are there two speakers installed on the shoulders, but the filter-like mask also has a modified amplifier. From a distance you can see him from the front of the convoy.

Hearing the familiar voice, Rhythm immediately raised his head and squinted his eyes to look over.

Knowing that Rhythm's eyesight was not very good, the barber raised his right index finger, and a dark red flame rose up from it, illuminating his face.

"godfather!"

Rhythm recognized his face, and suddenly became excited and quickly decelerated to a stop.

Hearing his voice, more than a dozen people in the entire convoy stopped immediately.

"Really the Godfather!"

Xisang's little head poked out from the back seat of a motorcycle and let out a cry of joy.

The barber looked closely and realized that this convoy was full of strangled people.

"What? There are so many people here?"

The barber walked forward quickly and asked seriously: "Did something happen to the strangulation?"

"Ah, that's not..."

Ludong shook his head quickly and explained: "Brother originally went to find malt liquor by himself, as if to discuss something.

"Then he asked me to go back and gather some people quickly, so I ran back and called an emergency meeting... You see, I just came back."

"Pull someone?"

The barber asked with some confusion, looking at Xisang.

He remembered that this little magpie who was rescued by the Paradise Birdhouse probably had no fighting ability.

"Well, the eldest brother usually says they are combatants, but he didn't say that this time. He just said to find some 'brothers who are willing to move'. So I gave priority to bringing the ones with high motivation."

Rhythm still had a lot on his mind: "I think it might be some kind of work. At this point, there was an emergency call... I guess it might be some kind of fortification.

"Did you see that meteor in the sky just now? That was an angel's attack."

"——As it happens, I'm also going to find ale."

The barber glanced at Morgan and the two mercenaries behind him: "Can you lend us two motorcycles?"

"You use mine."

The rhythm is very straightforward, just get off your motorcycle.

He glanced at Morgan, who was following the barber, and added: "You and this lady can use one... I'll find someone to share a car with.

"Those two... Biggie? Are you called a lone wolf or a wild wolf? Can you squeeze in with our people?"

"no problem."

Bigger immediately nodded in response.

The lone wolf complained: "Why can't you just remember my name..."

Morgan looked at the barber, and their eyes met.

Then she understood something immediately.

If the barber is similar enough to Bluebird...he probably can't drive either.

"Let me do it."

She chuckled, got on the motorcycle, and got used to the operation: "It was me before."

"……Thanks for your hard work."

The barber sat silently in the back seat, awkwardly holding Morgan's waist gently.

Morgan stretched out his hands generously, grabbed the barber's arms around his waist, and pulled them hard to his waist.

"Hold tight, there's nothing blocking the back of this old-fashioned electric motorcycle... I'm afraid I'll throw you off."

Looking at this scene, Rhythm hesitated to speak.

But he kept his mouth shut.

"Rest in peace, quickly lead the way to Godfather!"

Rhythm huddled behind An Qi and shouted loudly.

He is such a carefree man, and he almost never uses honorifics in his speech... He only uses "big brother" when calling Strangler, and even the leaders of other organizations call him by his first name.

Although at first the barber felt that this man was a little rude to him and wondered if he was hostile. But then I learned that he was rude to everyone - so that didn't matter.

"Um."

A tall, taciturn man quietly started his motorcycle.

This person is also born without codes, but has not yet become a mage.

Strangled valued him very much and originally trained him as the second-in-command of the organization... But even if the godfather was parachuted in as the second-in-command, An Anxi would not have much reaction.

They soon arrived at the station of eternal tribulation.

Unlike the temporary residence that the Veil of Ignorance built out of an abandoned factory, Eternal Reincarnation lives directly in a running factory. It's just that their station is covered by magic, and from the outside, you don't even know there is anyone inside.

Before the convoy arrived, Strangler was already standing at the door, greeting them.

When he saw Morgan, he paused and frowned slightly on the lion's face.

But after seeing the barber in Morgan's back seat, his brows relaxed.

"How did you come?"

He came over personally and helped the barber down.

The face of the strangulated lion is very serious: "It's dangerous here...it will turn into hell soon."

"That's why I'm coming."

The godfather smiled: "The devil deserves to live in hell."

As he spoke, he looked up at the golden smoke clouds in the sky that had not completely dispersed: "What is that?"

"Holy water missile."

Hangzhou slowly opened his mouth and explained briefly: "A brainwashing weapon."

"...brainwashing weapon?"

The godfather quickly responded: "Does it mean that just breathing the smoke will make people become good?"

"almost."

Strangler’s face was full of disgust: “That thing is like the ‘happiness pill’ in uptown.

"As long as you inhale it, it will make people calm and peaceful. But hell, we don't need to detect any happiness. Using this thing on us will only interfere with spiritual energy and 'that thing'...

"Although the malt liquor tried its best to intercept it... but the gravity in the lower city is reversed. As time goes by, some of it will still float down."

...if the barber guessed correctly.

Those things should actually be "supplies" for angels.

Used to strengthen specific types of holy orders——

But just like his "Aura of Despair", most of the powers in this world require different types of emotional stimulation... and the interference of another powerful emotion will itself block the conditions for the activation of the original extraordinary power.

"You come with me first."

Strangler patted the barber's shoulder and motioned for him to follow: "Come in and talk."

In public, the secrets about "spells" still cannot be revealed, so many things cannot be said.

He's not the kind of person who likes to tell riddles, so he might as well take the barber away.

"You should follow...Miss Xisang first."

the barber whispered to Morgan.

After Morgan nodded, he turned back to Bigger and said, "You stay here for a while, I will mention your matter to Malt Liquor later."

"...Actually, if you still have something serious to do, you can do other things first."

Bigger hesitated.

He didn't want to, didn't want to...and didn't dare to waste the time of the two leader-level figures because of his "little private matters".

I saw the Eternal Calamity Reincarnation and the White Lion Group getting nervous, and it felt like it was a major event related to angels.

Although he had said that he wanted to change the mercenaries before, at this time, he became a little hesitant.

The barber knows very well how to deal with this kind of person - just give him a strong push at this time.

"Peace of mind."

The barber nodded, glanced at the husky who was looking around excitedly, paused and added: "You should be optimistic about the lone wolf."

"Yes, Lord Godfather."

Bigger pricked up his ears and replied respectfully.

Under the guidance of Strangler, they quickly entered a small compartment.

A soundproof barrier should be installed here - once you enter here, the roar of the machines outside will disappear instantly.

Only then did the barber see clearly... There were only three people in this room, including himself.

He raised his eyebrows, becoming somewhat interested.

Strangler and ale…

If he remembered correctly, the relationship between the two people could not be considered familiar or friendly.

Considering that this meeting place is the stronghold of eternal reincarnation.

This should be the result of Malt Liquor's invitation to strangulate...

But after talking about Strangulation, not only did he not leave, but he asked Rhythm to go back and move some people over... He didn't even specifically call for combatants to come over.

What happened that made Maltwine ignore the other mages and summon them alone to strangle them?

And most importantly...

The godfather sat next to Strangler and crossed his legs on the seat opposite the ale.

"Ale," he spoke slowly and bluntly, "are you deliberately not informing me of this matter because you want to deceive Strangler?"

When they were in the dream world, news could be exchanged.

Even without a chip, communication is still possible.

But he didn't know that he was going to come here for a meeting today...

"How could that happen?"

Malt Liquor showed a harmless smile: "Don't you still serve as the aide to the strangulation, Godfather.

"I didn't ask you to come because I think... you don't necessarily have a say in this matter more than strangulation. You shouldn't be allowed to interfere with his thoughts."

"She just asked me a question."

Without waiting for Malt Liquor to sow further dissension, Strangler spoke directly: "If her purpose is to expand the lower city... then what is the maximum price to pay for me to turn a blind eye to the extent of her unjust deeds."