Chapter 13: Make the Best of a Bad Situation

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Looking at the huge butcher who was dragged down and down by "human power", Fang Lin felt speechless. You must know that the current weight of this behemoth seems to be almost a ton, and the strange strength all over his body is even more. It can be described as abnormal. Apart from some plot bosses in the world, Fang Lin has never seen anyone who can drag the butcher to walk like this. Is this skill too exaggerated?

Fortunately, that skill could not allow him to run without limit. After being dragged a full 70 to 80 meters away, the butcher suddenly felt a light touch on his hand, and the pressure on him suddenly decreased. He grunted, and suddenly used his strength to pull away. The frightened dwarf was dragged back directly! After pulling out the two Thousand-Man Chops, there was a flurry of chops, and then he lifted the chains and threw them to the chasing group of five people.

The reason why Fang Lin did not harvest the prey but spit out the fat meat was because he was well versed in the principles of "people carrying people in sedan chairs" and "it is convenient for others to do it for themselves". There were also several other reasons. Key reasons:

First of all, it was because the Butcher's physical strength had been greatly depleted, and it was now only about 1,700 points. The two extremely powerful and extremely evil swords could no longer be used.

Furthermore, it is difficult to say whether the dwarf will launch any terrible counterattack before he dies. Once the butcher is killed here by some trick that kills him, even if he can be resurrected afterwards, it will not be worth the loss. After all, he and Lin Damei are now old. If Hu and the others are separated, without a human shield, their situation will become even more dangerous and difficult!

The third point is that you can only get it if you give up. Give those five people some sweetness so that they can talk and do things!

But at this time, he definitely didn't dare to let the remaining five people realize that he was actually strong on the outside, so he took off lightly, and stood on the butcher's shoulder with a somersault. He calmly watched the five people surrounding him to kill the angry man from a high position. The rest of the Lan team is the dwarf's battle group. The left hand is stretched out in front of the body. And his index finger made a "1" shape in the air, swaying gently and unconsciously.

The most noteworthy thing is that in front of the tip of Fang Lin's index finger, a slender burning purple flame suddenly appeared! If this flame had any substance, it would jump up and down as his fingertips shook. Of course, the five people below, as seasoned veterans, were also secretly paying attention to Fang Lin's movements. Everyone changed their colors when they saw it, and one person even more so. Lost his voice and said:

"Oh. may god! It's Iori's purple flame!"

Indeed, although this purple flame is only a small group, the arrogance, loneliness and unruly meaning revealed in it are indeed the unique style of Yagami-an, a strong man! This is genuine and there is no doubt about it!

But as soon as he finished speaking, the purple flame suddenly turned into a small ball of black and blue lightning, and in an instant it seemed as if even the sight of the person was about to be torn apart! Another person's face changed color and he said:

"Desolate Kuang Lightning Sharmi's Cloudless Thunder! How is that possible!"

Fang Lin smiled slightly. Although the blood of the heavenly gods in his body is still violent and complex at this time, just like the monstrous flood will always roll away in the east, there are still certain signs and patterns to follow, so even if he does not rely on absorbing the blood from the charming creatures, Life energy can also be tried to convert a small part of the energy in the body-------of course through the blood of the heavenly gods mixed in the body-------well. Or it can only be limited to viewing as it is now. It cannot be used in actual combat at all. To put it bluntly, it’s okay to show off, but can it be used in actual combat? The effect is - zero!

And it is worth mentioning that Fang Lin originally wanted to transform the small rotating electric ball at his fingertips again. Kris's signature flames turned into the fire of control, which was so dazzling, but as soon as she put her "heartbeat" into "action", she suddenly felt restless and irritable, her eyes turned black and weak, as if she had just walked out of Hummy's bed. After a night, he climbed down and was immediately dragged into the boudoir of Miss Lin and paid as much as possible. It seems that even trying to "show off" is very problematic, what a terrifying double-edged sword! Fang Lin hurriedly pretended to be cool by waving his fingers and blowing on his lips, directly blowing the small ball of electricity and suddenly disappeared. It looked as if it was dissolved in the bright moonlight. He actually wanted to show off again in the end. Go up like this...

At this time, the patrolling samurai in Edo City also rushed over. Fang Lin directly took out the "golden hand shape" that represented his identity and pointed at the dying hapless man who was besieged in the field and said:

"He is a human scum spy on the demon side. After we found out, he still planned to fight to the end."

Before he finished speaking, the short man screamed, which was regarded as "killing". Fang Lin laughed, stood on the butcher's shoulder, and said to the five people who were eager to snatch the key with high spirits:

"I'm a little sleepy right now. I need to go rest first. If something happens, I won't be in a hurry. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

At this time, he had noticed that there was a long-range attacker in the five-person group who looked a bit familiar. Fang Lin's intuition has always been very accurate. It’s also very scary. That person should be someone who I met in Dino Crisis!

Then he is...

That teammate next to the candidate refugee!

prick!

He was also the first person to refute Team Nulan!

According to common sense. The "fisherman" Fang Lin and his group seemed to be very despicable to rob the refugees. They worked hard to beat the last boss, the crazy butcher. No matter who it was, they would definitely hate him, but this "thorn" was able to strictly remain neutral, and it could even be said that he was the first to come out and turn against Nu Lan. Such a person, whether in terms of scheming or temperament, is obviously very tough and self-disciplined. This kind of person can be of great help if used well, but he is also a sharp double-edged sword, and the user will be hurt if he is not careful! Fang Lin still understands this!

Edo City is indeed prosperous, but in this chaotic world, it is definitely far from the lively night market in the real world. It was about nine o'clock in the evening. The streets were empty and there were basically no pedestrians. It was quiet all around. Even in the bars, Kabukicho, and hostels that were still doing business, the candles in the lanterns hanging at the door were burning quietly. People stood dozens of meters away from the door, and even the faint conversations and laughter coming from inside could be vaguely heard.

Here Fang Lin had to admit that although the lord of Edo, Kikuma, was indeed greedy for money, his enlightened means also made the city prosperous. It is said that in Kyushu, the daimyo were very greedy, cold-blooded and extremely cruel. They came up with all kinds of cruel methods to torture those "belonging to him". They could even put a young teenager in a pot of boiling water for a night, and drink while listening to the screams and groans before death under the moonlight, calling it to understand the meaning of life.

The wine shop where Fang Lin was located was the largest and best-conditioned top wine shop in Edo. A small and majestic rockery was artificially piled up in the central courtyard. The green bamboo tube led the water out, forming a very delicate artificial curtain waterfall. The drinkers who can come here are all nobles at the top of the "pyramid". If they are just rich, they are not qualified to come here to enjoy. The nobles like to drink wine and listen to the crisp sound of the curtain waterfall falling into the water and being stimulated by the stones. It is a very comfortable place to enjoy!

The various earthenware wine bottles after drinking were not thrown away casually, but were placed on wooden racks in different corners around the wine shop. It was quite artistic. In fact, if Fang Lin did not hold the golden hand shape issued by the Lord of Jujian City, even if he was a monk of the Tang Dynasty in the Central Plains, he could only hang out with the civilians called "untouchables" by the warriors outside, and could not enjoy such noble treatment.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound outside, as if someone was arguing about something. Fang Lin waved to the beautiful maid in the wine shop next to him and smiled:

"If there is a tall and thin man outside, please bring him in."

The maid bowed and whispered: "Ha", and then went out. Fang Lin smiled and poured himself. The rice wine of RB is made of high-quality rice and spring water from the mountainous areas of RB. The degree is generally not high, about 13-15 degrees, the wine is transparent, and the taste is sweet and spicy. Sweet wine is known for its refreshing and sweet taste and pleasant fragrance; spicy wine is known for its rich aroma and endless taste. Both have a long aftertaste and are not intoxicating, which is quite in line with Fang Lin's taste.

Not long after, the quarrel outside subsided, and the maid walked in with a gloomy face and a tall and thin man. The most profound impression given was that his eyes were as sharp as a nail. This man was exactly the man Fang Lin had thought of before:

Ci!

Ci looked at the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, the "pig mouth cup" (a small cup used to drink RB sake, which is square and made of wood), all of which obviously did not look like they had just been prepared. A look of surprise flashed in front of "Ci", and he asked tentatively:

"Do you have an appointment? Will it affect your reception?"