MTL - Kingdom’s Bloodline-Chapter 27 negotiation

Chapter 27 Negotiations

Everyone did not respond, and they all stunned.

"You--" Nekra is still in shock, but realizes that Tyres is talking to himself.

Wild - wild dog?

The expression of the red python turned from doubt to surprise, and finally turned into shame and anger.

"What are you talking about - **** little bastard!"

A blood bottle helped the public to smash the colleagues around him and made a "not good thing" expression.

The handsome Istren reacted, and the expression became very rich and rich, and the convulsions and tremors flew together, and it was embarrassing.

This little scorpion is too capable to play - is it the corner of the night theater?

Nekra clenched his fists, and he felt that his subordinates were all exchanging their eyes - their boss, being a vampire, instructing a child to face up and humiliating!

This bastard!

How is he - how dare - even the blood of the magical savvy, known as cruel and violent, did not insult him in person!

The anger spread on Nekra's brain, and he stared at Esteron as if to dig a piece of meat on his face!

In Nikola's view, he fulfilled his duties and asked the Duke to ask about the progress of the mission.

However, what did the little white face do?

The **** vampire turned around and gestured to his little follow-up.

Then, the little **** will take a step forward.

With that languid look, let Nikola "despicable wild dog rolling away"?

And the vampire, after listening to the little bastard, the expression on his face was simply laughing happily.

Enjoy the fun of insulting him!

Threatened by the big green skin, rejected by the three-color iris, forced by the **** vampire, and then the little **** in front of him -

Tyres looked at the faint expression of the blood bottle in front of him, and was still thinking about it. When you want to add more materials, you will see a flower in front of you!

He has been used by the red snake for the speed and skill of the thunder, holding the neck with one hand and lifting it up!

Tyres immediately felt that his breathing was not smooth.

This is not the first time he has been smashed!

Tyres squinted, like the last time, reaching out to the right hand of the necker, but this time, he only felt that he had caught a piece of steel-like skin!

The sorrowful sorrow of Nekrana was magnified in front of his eyes, and the sly expression trembled with the ones of his mouth.

The red snake snakes staring at the opposite vampire.

"Little face! Your little pet -"

But he couldn't finish it, and a hand knife suddenly appeared in front of you!

Nekra had to let go of his hand and retreat instantly!

"Boom!"

The two stood still.

Nikola looked gloomy and clasped the speedy knife that Istren hit his head!

"Since I know it's my pet, don't mess," Estren's blonde looked disgusted: "Short breed!"

Tyres fell to the ground out of thin air and began to dry cough habitually.

He secretly vowed not to let anyone hold his throat.

It feels too painful.

The surrounding blood bottles are all nervous, and many people are not good at pressing the arms on the waist!

"Little white face," Nekra has no expression at this moment, but Taylors also feels his gloomy emotions, is slowly rising, I saw the red python loosen the blood of the hands of the blood, slowly, word by word authentic :

"Do you give it a try, call that name again?"

This short-lived species, the speed is not fast, the instinct and experience of the battle are not bad, actually took my right hand.

Dealing with such a person, even if I can suppress him at speed, I must be cautious, I can’t see it, it’s already a master close to the extremes. Istrlen’s heart sinks and thinks about the next move. How to shoot.

"What happened to that unhappy expression?" Istren looked sharply: "Did I say wrong, you are this-"

The next second, the blond aristocrat screamed:

"- Short breed!"

The voice has not fallen.

Nika's fist and Istryn's palm met in the air.

In the eyes of Tyres, the moment the fists are interlaced, the world seems to be still.

But in the next moment, the sound and the air seemed to have a visible flaw at the same time.

"bump!"

When the time seemed to re-flow, the tempo that the two men had brought up was suddenly attacked, and the face of Tyres was blown, forcing him to close his eyes!

"Hey! Peng!"

Another two winds smashed, and Tyles rolled his eyes closed and moved a few meters backwards to avoid the wind around Istren and Nekra!

"You use this speed?" The blond **** family laughed awkwardly, and the figure flashed again!

Knowing that you are not fast enough, Nikola, biting his teeth will be the next boxing!

I saw the image of Esterron as a ghost, changing from one freeze to the next.

Nikola's figure is like a coherent mechanical runner, running at high speed and getting more and more fierce.

Both sides are looking crazy, and they have six fights in an instant!

The strong wind brought by the fists of the fists, so that the surrounding blood bottle helpers have to lift their arms to block, no way to intervene!

Taylors remembered that Yala and Rolf played in the extreme movement, but at that time it was a quick and dexterous match. The opponents in front of him were more like a decisive battle between explosives and strength.

Istrun’s figure flashed a step back, and Nikola’s left foot was dragged one step later, staring at each other.

wrong! Why is this gangster's short-lived species moving faster and faster? Finally, actually caught up with my speed? This is the frowning of Istryn.

Humph! It’s really a vampire who doesn’t slip through the autumn, and the next move lets you lie down! This is the face of Nikola.

Both sides are looking dignified at the moment, feeling the hardship and resilience of their opponents.

The next fight, coming without warning.

"vampire!"

Nikola roared, the red coat draped, and the body evenly turned. As his right arm vassed, he gave the **** and swiftly equally amazing right fist to the blood chest.

"Short breed."

Istren dismissed disdainfully, then his teeth raged, his body was covered with blood, his figure flashed in the virtual reality, his right hand fingered out the visible claws, the whole palm opened, the air was cut, and the Necka was caught. The throat.

Taylor's heart stunned, learning the behavior of the surrounding blood bottles to help the public, quickly raised his arms in front of him, ready to meet the next time, may also be the most powerful rivalry.

The two sides’ powers are struck and staggered in the air!

Taylor closed his eyes tightly.

But the wind and the loud noise in anticipation did not come!

"Since all of them have greeted each other," an old voice came out slowly: "That's gone."

Tyres blinked slowly.

I saw the claws of Istren and the heavy punches of Nikola, all of which appeared suddenly in a field. A noble old man with a pale face and a gloomy face was caught in his hands.

The strength and strength of the previous seems to be like this, silently and without interest, dissipating in the palm of the old man.

Is this wrong? Even if you resist the crossfire between the two - there should always be a buffer and inertia? How much power is intertwined, how can it be silent?

Taylors thought with horror.

The old man’s head and neck turned around and looked at the two men. I saw that Istren’s expression was unwilling, and Nikola was horrified in jealousy.

In the extreme environment, the red python is silent in the heart, and is the master in the extreme! This is the strength of the Earl of Blood, and even the blood of the Marquis level! Such a person, even in the blood of the feast of the "six of the six" is not much!

The old man showed an ugly smile, and immediately released his hand. The two of the fights did not need to be reminded, and they rushed back one step.

"Mr. Nekra, don't have to compete with young people, please leave here." His dry lips are one and the same, like a puppet.

Nikola looked at the subordinates around him and saw that their faces were full of fear and tension.

Damn, today is a bad luck.

He understands a bit, the blood magician can't come back, everything in the blood bottle will not go smoothly.

It seems that I have to go to the city of Steel in person and invite her back at all costs.

Nekra slammed and screamed at the old man, and looked at Istron, who was still provocative with his eyes, gnashing his teeth:

"Good, good, good."

"I hope that the Duke of the Great, with his end of the knights, is as good as my temper."

The flush of Nikola’s face has not disappeared, but he did not say anything. He waved his hand and left with others.

"Little bastards, when they **** your whole body blood,"

When Nikola walked out of the manor, he looked back at Taylor and looked at the poison in his tone: "Don't be too bad."

He took the coat he had handed over and handed it over, and the blood bottle helped the people leave the manor.

In the bottom of his heart, Tyres breathed a sigh of relief.

He has mixed up.

He mixed up in the office of Di Di Si.

He is safe for the time being.

But the next sentence of the strange old man, let the heart of Tyres fall again!

"So, this little friend... I guess you should be related to their mission in the Judith Hall... right?"

Chris Corleone turned his head like a puppet, opened his wrinkled lips and smiled: "Three-color irises and **** gangs - seem to be very interested in you?"

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"So you mean, the day after he took him. You, the most trusted attendant of His Majesty the King, the former Foreign Minister, the leader and signator of the Fortress and the Covenant, Count Gilbert Casso, And you, the most reliable secret guard of His Majesty, even I don’t know the 'unknown person' Jodel Gato--

This is a mature female voice, which sounds on the top of the hall of the Judith Hall after the sun sets:

"--In this way, the only child and heir of your Majesty will be lost!"

In front of this mature and steady, wearing a first-class court lady, a 40-year-old black-haired woman in a standard blue-blue uniform, Gilbert and Yodel, both bowed slightly.

Although Already prepared for the arrival of this person, Gilbert thought, but did not expect to meet with each other in this situation.

Gilbert had a headache when he thought of his special and embarrassing identity.

The same is true of Yodel next to it.

"Yes, Ms. Ginny." Gilbert silently said that his tone was full of hatred and regret.

Yodel did not say anything, but his left fist slowly tightened.

"You have been chasing around for an hour, and no clues have been found?"

"Yes, Ms. Ginny." Gilbert was ashamed.

The gear on the Jodel mask turned a bit.

"Then, our only reliance -" Ms. Ginny pointed at a lamp in her hand, and said with a sarcasm and anger, "--that is, this broken lamp, and Jodel’s arms That little fire?"

"Yes, Ms. Ginny." Still poor Pilbert.

Ginny didn't talk anymore, staring at them, her expression was unpleasant, and she stared for a long time.

Gilbert is getting more and more sinking.

For a long time, Ginny came out of her nose:

"Humph."

She closed her eyes and said slowly:

"My forty-eight-year-old birthday is just around the corner, I am sure that the six giants are working at full capacity. They want to force their Majesty to agree, to adopt a child, or to adopt a form of succession.

"And that child is our only hope in the dark."

Ginny took a deep breath and opened her eyes, one word at a time:

"As a result, you give him - get it! Lose!"

Gilbert and Jodel’s head are lower.

"The man is really unreliable."

Ginny put the blood lamp on the top of the hall and exhaled a breath: "Come on, launch all the people, we will start from the scene where the child disappeared!"

"Even if the child is really as smart as you said - we can't wait for the lamp, it can only prove our incompetence and embarrassment!"

Under the night sky, the charming and mature female officer suddenly turned back and shouted with anger at the tone of her subordinates:

"What are you doing!"

Gilbert and Jodel, it was like a sudden awakening, unblocking from the state of sculpture and going forward.

"You guys are useless men, it is best to give me - use - point - heart!"

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Tyres was seated by Istryn in the seat of the manor.

He swallowed his throat and moved his **** slightly to the side, leaving a thick red. .

If you ignore the dry corpses that are everywhere in the hall, the blood on the table and the wet and dry on the floor, and the guys in front of you who know that it is not a normal person - it's pretty good.

The boy looked at the man and the woman in front of him, and smiled with a friendly and revealing tooth.

"Really is the source of superior blood! This fragrance, my God, Istren, it seems that my cousin had looked down on you before - I thought you were just going out for a walk with the group of people."

The sexual and sensual woman of the red ponytail, excited to see her eyes, bent down, carefully looked at Tells.

Tyres just opened his mouth and smirked.

Intuition tells him that in addition to showing friendship and cooperation, it is not appropriate for him to do anything.

He also thought about secretly cutting his hand.

But he is sure that these three guys, the smell of blood, must be more spiritual than Morris's angry wolf dog.

After listening to the cousin's words, Esteron had a glimpse of his heart. Fortunately, as a blood family, he would not blush, but he still hesitated to reach out and pull the saliva to the Lorna of Taylors.

In his heart, the suspicious degree and danger of the little scorpion have been raised to the same level of the sacred people of the Crystal Wall City and the rituals of the temple of the next day.

"Lorana, be careful, this cub has problems - it is best not to talk to him more, ask me to say, directly connect the blood collection device and the feeding tube, and put it in the coffin." .

"The goal of the Duke of Iris is to pursue the goal, to live in the rigorous royal industry, to make the first-class blood knight of the Corleone family, and to make the group unconscious." The old man with a dead face silently opened his mouth. Lun turned his face slyly. "There is a problem with this young girl! At least, we have to dig up the secret from his mouth."

"I am good at this," Lorana slammed on the table at the left hand of Tells and pouted at him. "Open a small hole in the wrist and hang it up. At the same time as the trial, you can solve it. No drop will be done. Waste - listen to my mother, Lorilloya is doing this."

Istren hesitated, and the housekeeper Chris had left an indelible shadow in his growing experience, and the reprimanding of the old man was a serious injury to his self-confidence, but Istren Still muttering: "I think it's still going to kill it. In our current situation, I always feel that this blind man will cause us trouble -"

"Shut up, idiot!" Old man Chris violently interrupted Istryn.

This young man, if it is not this character, with his skill, how could it be a **** knight in the family of Corleone for three hundred years? A wise man, like Lorana, is a **** baron!

Due to the accumulation of the old man, the blond aristocrats took a step back with fear.

But it is already late.

Taylor's heart moved.

"In our current situation" - Tels keenly grasped this information.

So, their situation is not very good?

First of all, if they are the mercenaries or allies of the "Duke" big aristocracy, have completed the task, at least the commission and remuneration are provided by the employer? How could it not be so good?

Second, they did not give themselves to the blood bottle for the first time. This may be explained by the fact that they and the blood bottle help, in the face of the common "duke".

But from the words of Istrlen, they did not even have the intention of handing themselves over to the "duke"!

So, are they planning to ask a secret from their mouth? Enjoy it yourself?

The rest of the explanation is not much.

They are not mercenaries or allies of the "duke", but another independent force!

This may be where your life is.

After the old man yelled at Istron, he did not speak, but stared at Taylors, giving him great psychological pressure.

The boy knows that he can't be silent anymore.

In this case, based on previous reasoning, give it a try.

“I said,” Taylors smiled. “Maybe we can sit down and talk?”

"Then exchange the information of each other, maybe it will happen by coincidence that we are actually allies?"

Chris's face was more gloomy, his eyes flashed like a jump frame, and then stood abruptly in front of Tyres!

Even the wind did not bring up.

Taylor’s heart rumbling.

Just be watching ghost films.

Still 4D.

"This is a good proposal, Mr. Xiao, let's exchange information." Chris showed an ugly smile.

His name reminds Taylor of Gilbert, and the words make Taylor's heart loose.

Until the next sentence of the old man:

"Then our intelligence is: Your little life is being held in our hands."

Taylor’s heart sighed for a long time.

It’s unfortunate, I’ve encountered a card that doesn’t follow the routine.

Chris’s unreasonable death eyes slowly lifted up.

"So, what about your intelligence?"

As Tyres frantically thought about the next step, the difference became steep.

"Hey!"

At the top of the hall, there was a dull sound of heavy objects slamming!

The look of the three blood races has changed! Even the elderly Chris is no exception!

"Hey! Hey!"

It was a dull blunt sound! From the ceiling!

The three blood races exchanged a look, both surprised and excited.

It seems that what has been long-awaited has finally happened.

Taylors sees it all in his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)