Chapter 74 You Are Too Hard

"I think you're going to have some bad thoughts about our Roseburg, but what I'm trying to say is that those are all misunderstandings."

Ferdinand said solemnly with a stern face: "In fact, Lord Viscount was already controlled by this dangerous and evil dark wizard a month ago. It was not until you heroically killed him just now that Lord Viscount could be liberated.

"Whether it was recruiting mercenaries to plunder the frozen water port before, or trying to attack you with black fire. There is no doubt that this is what this wanted criminal did!"

The man rebuked righteously.

Yes, yes, after the Viscount woke up, he summoned you directly to the manor in the suburbs, and then you took these police officers and teleported back directly with the once-in-a-lifetime teleportation ability, I understand all I understand...

Annan just nodded, and gently motioned him to continue his performance:

"You think, my lord... I'm not saying that the Frozen Water Harbor is too poor, but Lord Viscount, he controls the entire Roseburg. He doesn't need to loot the Frozen Water Harbor... You mean it?"

Ferdinand looked distressed, and said in a very serious low voice: "As for the black fire - it is even more extreme. Who doesn't know that black fire is an absolute contraband? Not to mention that the Viscount used to fight on the battlefield. killed...

"And Lord Geralt, you may not know... Viscount Barbour and your grandfather have a very good relationship. They were close friends who fought together to kill enemies, and even saved each other's lives. He is like a Your biological grandfather couldn't possibly have tried to murder you."

- You scold again?

Make it clear, who is my grandfather?

The smile on Annan's face grew softer.

The players on the side heard Ferdinand's explanation, but many people began to hesitate and bewildered, unable to make up their minds.

They feel that Ferdinand's statement seems to have some truth...

"Then I probably know."

Annan's performance was very peaceful.

He just smiled, squinted his eyes and said gently: "That is to say, the Lord Viscount means that we should unite together regardless of the past and be our good neighbors... I can still be your lord, right? ?"

"exactly."

Although Ferdinand felt that Annan's words were a bit sharp, he seemed to hear a little softness in it, and he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Even if he is being ridiculed, it doesn't matter if he says two strange things that are neither yin nor yang.

As long as things can be done well.

Thank goodness... Although the lord is very young, he can still understand all kinds of subtexts.

Viscount Ba's attitude is very clear. That's what I said here, I don't care if you believe it or not, but you "can believe it's true", and therefore, many previous unpleasant things can be ignored.

Annan couldn't help laughing, squinting like a cat.

He felt a steady stream of pleasure pouring out of his heart—

So, humans are really interesting.

... Where did his almost arrogant confidence come from?

"It seems that this is the only way I can choose, Mr. Ferdinand."

Annan responded politely, and the smile on his face became softer and kinder, which made people feel good at first glance: "If I don't accept the kindness of the Viscount, it will be too uninteresting..."

"Where. No, Lord Viscount is a very kind person."

Ferdinand just smiled kindly, taking Annan's words just now as a child's angry words.

Not mature enough after all...

Seeing Annan reaching out to him, Ferdinand quickly responded by bowing and holding Annan's hand. His large, tan, cracked and calloused hands seemed to be able to snap Annan's wrists in one fell swoop.

"However..."

Annan's voice suddenly dropped a little.

Ferdinand didn't hear much, and repeated blankly, "What?"

"—I happen to be a less interesting person."

Annan's voice suddenly became cold.

Although I don't know if normal people should be angry at this time, Annan thinks that it can be appropriate to be stronger at this time.

He opened his eyes at once, and there was no smile in those ice blue pupils:

"So, I refuse."

A terrifying sense of crisis erupted in an instant!

Ferdinand was horrified and screamed.

He tried to pull his hand away from Annan's hand-although there was a sense of imbalance in this narrative, Annan's slender and soft hand, like a vise, tightly locked Deputy Sheriff Ferdinand's hand. wrist!

The next moment, the indescribable aura of extreme cold eroded away from Annan's palm, and in the blink of an eye, a thin layer of frost formed on Ferdinand's arm.

His two arms immediately lost consciousness!

Annan didn't feel any guilt about his sneak attack.

For Ferdinand's role as a deputy sheriff, Annan didn't have the slightest idea of ​​testing his marksmanship or swordsmanship.

Even in the face of such an ordinary person who did not enter the class, Annan was cautious and attacked directly.

At the moment when Ferdinand was frozen, his hand elegantly swept over the satchel, and a boning knife that shone with cold light flew into his palm.

Then Annan stepped forward, and a circle of scarlet knife light burst out in his hand——

In the blink of an eye, the head of Deputy Sheriff Ferdinand was directly cut off by Annan in a single encounter!

"Go!"

Annan raised his voice.

The players who were chatting friendly with the Roseburg police officers who were fighting the symbolic fire before changed their faces in an instant.

They quickly realized what was going on—

But they never questioned Annan's sudden decision, didn't bargain, didn't question the slightest, and didn't even hesitate to execute the order.

The moment they heard the order, they drew their weapons.

Like the most elite mercenary, and like an emotionless killer, he launched an extremely violent attack on the security guards who were still chatting before!

The security guards, all armed with guns and swords, were caught off guard and were directly attacked by the players, killing more than half of them, and the number of deaths continued to expand.

But a gunman disguised as a police officer took out his gun without hesitation and aimed at Annan!

A player next to him noticed his presence, but he couldn't stop it. He could only threw his weapon towards the gunman, directly piercing his head!

But the gunman pulled the trigger before he died!

"careful!"

The loud cry of the wine came.

The next moment, she rushed from the side with all her strength without hesitation, slammed into Annan's arms, and pushed Annan away vigorously.

A cloud of blood burst out from her back.

There was a buckshot that was extremely accurate—or rather coincidentally shot into her lungs.

If she hadn't pushed Annan away, the shot should have hit Annan right in the heart.

Jiu'er coughed up blood and saw that her health had plummeted by four-fifths in an instant... But before she fell to her knees and fell into a dying state, Annan directly helped her up.

"Ji'er! Jiu'er! Are you alright!"

Annan frowned tightly, and shook her drink violently twice with an anxious face, and successfully shook off the rest of her health.

Jiu'er coughed up a mouthful of blood on the spot, died on the spot, and refreshed on the spot.

She opened her eyes again and saw that her health had recovered to 100%. The lead bullet in the lungs has also disappeared.

But Jiu'er saw the anger and worry hidden in Annan's eyes, and his heart suddenly moved, and he coughed a little weakly, leaned on him and said angrily: "I feel... young master... I may... now..."

Annan subconsciously looked at the blood bar above her head, and was silent for a moment.

your acting skills...

It's a bit of an euphemism to say it's too hard...

Tsk, I knew that your acting skills were so exaggerated, I should have reacted a little more when I hacked to death the controlled players. Otherwise, I only care about you, not them, and I always feel that something is not right...

Forget it, okay. It's not a serious logical flaw, I don't want to fool the players, as long as I can fool Salvatore and other people who may be watching here.

...but the background settings have to be tweaked a bit.

Annan sighed in his heart.

At least this girl is not a fool, it's good to know how to play...

The expression on Annan's face changed repeatedly, and finally settled into a look of pain that was almost hatred. He slowly knelt to the ground and laid the wine flat on the ground.

He suddenly raised his head, the ice blue pupils seemed to be burning with flames.

But he didn't roar hysterically, or roar without reason. It looked like a wounded cub, and even made Jiu'er tremble, feeling vaguely regretful that he shouldn't be taking advantage of him by pretending to be like this...

However, she was also faintly touched.

It wasn't because of the plot of the game that he fell in love with Annan just because of his appearance... but a kind of throbbing from the bottom of my heart.

Looking at a person who is anxious and fearful for himself...

For a moment, she forgot to continue wailing and screaming, but looked at Annan's expression intently and dazedly.

With Annan's heavy breathing, the gray-white frost gradually rose from the ground again. The ground that had just started to melt began to freeze again with Annan at the center.

At this time, Salvatore, who closed his eyes and focused on transforming the black fire, suddenly opened his eyes and reacted with some hindsight.

Was it just... gunshots?

Then he turned around, just to see Annan kneeling on the ground with his guard supporting him.

Seeing this scene, Salvatore's pupils shrank suddenly and his body trembled.

His right hand subconsciously held the hammer in his pocket, not knowing what to do.

...and what happened again?