Infinite Throne

   Chapter 717 "Red Hair" (4K)

   The language of this country is very difficult to pronounce, and it is strange to hear the pronunciation.

   But it doesn't matter, Irin has a translator.

  The two of them came to the entrance post with care.

   Sure enough,

   The appearance of two oriental people is like pouring a bowl of water in hot oil, and it boils.

   A group of guards, holding their guns nervously, surrounded Irin and Gu Tianqing.

   in the distance.

   Seeing Yi Rin and Gu Tianqing rush into the site of the Redhead City, and were surrounded, Griffin's pretty face changed, he scolded secretly, and in one fell swoop he was about to open the zipper of the black bag, ready to start.

   "Don't worry."

  Cerberus looked into the distance and suppressed Griffin's movements.

"Do not touch me!"

   Griffin's reaction, as if being molested by a lesbian, slapped Cerberus' hand away.

   "Don't worry, take a look first."

  Cerberus didn't seem to show much abnormality to Griffin's overreaction, and just calmly repeated what he just said.

   And Munich City, in front of the entrance.

  Irin and Gu Tianqing were surrounded.

   Strangely enough,

Two oriental men surrounded by tall and strong men, one was humming a tune with a grin on his face, the other was rubbing tarot cards, and their comfortable posture gave the guards around them a feeling that they were being surrounded by two oriental men. People give the illusion of being surrounded.

"Who are you!"

   The guard stepped forward and asked.

  Irin's kind eyes swept across the faces of the murderous guards.

   After a while, Yi Rin smiled slightly and said something that made the entire city of Munich feel like a magnitude 10 earthquake occurred:

   "Tell Joe D. Solomon that the apocalypse is coming."

  “!!”

  …

  The streets of Munich, with seven verticals and eight bends, are very different from the layout style of modern cities.

  It seems that the taste of history is deliberately maintained here.

   Gothic buildings exude a sour smell of history.

   When Irin reported his home, the guards were instantly stunned.

   The name of "Apocalypse" is louder than Irin imagined.

  Irin's massacre on the edge of the English Channel shocked the whole server.

   All the submachine guns carried by the guards were trembling slightly.

   "Be careful, don't get lost."

  Irin reminded kindly.

because,

   Once the fire goes off, I don’t know how many people will die.

  The guards dare not speak.

   As if even breathing became a pain, they breathed carefully, for fear of disturbing the legendary character.

   As Yilin expected, in the few days he was sailing, the forum of the Tower of War area server turned upside down.

   Between the apostles, there is no airtight wall.

   Unless Yilin can kill everyone in an instant, he will undoubtedly be able to get on the hot search of the Tower of War server in the shortest time.

   This is the so-called "casting stones to ask for directions".

  Under the "escort" of the guards, Yi Rin and Gu Tianqing came to a special building that caught the eye.

   This is an old building.

  The tall and majestic brown-black walls were peeled off, revealing the white ash inside. From a distance, it seems to be covered with a layer of white frost. The straight lines, combined with the sharp towers erected at the top of the building, make the building look solemn and inviolable.

  The most conspicuous position at the top of the building is an old big clock tower - it seems that these countries like to use the clock tower as a marker to improve the quality.

   "I miss it so much."

  Irin squinted and looked at the ancient clock tower. He vaguely remembered that in another distant dimension, Yi Rin had unforgettable legends in a peaceful Gotham City, also on a clock tower.

  Here is the oldest building in the Red Hair City, none of which. In the past, it is said that it was used as a city hall. But now, it seems to be the exclusive office of Joe D. Solomon.

  Irin and Gu Tianqing shuttled through a corridor that was as complicated as a labyrinth.

ten minutes later.

   "Sorry, the boss said that only the president of the Apocalypse Guild is eligible to enter."

   A guard stopped Gu Tianqing tremblingly and said to Yi Rin.

  Tianqing Gu shrugged and smiled at Yi Rin: "Look, I don't have enough faces."

   "You mean, I have to go crazy in public to save the face of the Apocalypse Guild?" Yi Rin shook his head: "I'm not that boring."

   "That's a pity."

   Gu Tianqing stayed outside the door.

  Irin entered alone.

   Inside is a spacious and luxurious living room.

  The five-meter-high ceiling is covered with intricate and delicate reliefs and threads.

   A luxurious chandelier, like a star falling to the ground, pouring down.

   Around the conference hall, the red wooden doors were closed. This conference hall seems to be the center of the entire ancient building. Behind every door, there are different places in the building.

  Irin only had time to take a quick look at the surrounding environment.

because,

   After a few seconds, all of Yi Rin's attention was drawn to the tall figure in the center of the living room.

   The attraction here is not how graceful, **** or eye-catching the back is. It was because even Yi Rin couldn't explain why in a hurry. With just a glance behind the figure, his presence surpassed the luxurious decorations around him, and he became the most eye-catching focus in the entire hall.

"fire."

   Suddenly, a word flashed in Irin's mind.

   The man in front of him is the exact opposite of Irin.

If Yi Rin is accustomed to keeping a low profile and becoming a shadow even when he does not activate the shadow, then the man in front of him is like a fire, a blazing fire, even if he stands there without words , without any movement, people can't help but cast their gazes in the past.

   "An excellent seedling for a tank."

  Irin thought to himself.

   After a brief observation, Yi Rin gave a pertinent evaluation.

   The man with his back to Irin wore a black tight vest. Pieces of solid muscle, like a rock, seem to be filled with a weight that is as unshakable as a rhinoceros. The most conspicuous is the messy curly hair that is shawl, and the color of the hair is red. This red is not the usual dark red, maroon, or aunt red, but a red that seems to emit a glow, making it difficult to look away.

-Red hair.

  “Boom~”

  "Redhead", Joe D. Solomon turned his back to Yilin, he popped a solid wood cork with one hand, and poured a bottle of highly strong liquor into his mouth like drinking water.

   "Gudong~gudong~gudong~"

  Irin's pupils shrank slightly.

  The ejected cork sank deep into the wall in front of Joe D. Solomon, leaving a clear hole.

  Irinsori looked around and noticed that there was a wall in front of the redhead, and the wall was full of holes of different sizes. These holes turned out to be so.

  He thought...cough.

   Strong alcohol smell, which evaporates quickly and diffuses in the conference room.

   "You know what," the redhead smiled and turned his head, holding the bottle of wine in his hand, leaning against his side. At the mouth of the bottle, the dripping spirits fell on the ground. The redhead grinned, looked at Yi Rin, and said: "The invader from the east, the esteemed president of the Apocalypse Guild, before you came, I was very curious, what would that man standing at the top of the world be? kind of person."

  Irin noticed that Joe D. Solomon's opening remarks used a very harsh word - intruder.

"and then?"

   "Then, I was very disappointed." The red-haired shook his head, and his smile narrowed: "I didn't expect that the man standing at the top of the world was different from what I imagined. He looks... a little petite."

  “…”

  Irin instantly had the urge to pull out a gun and shoot the red-haired forehead.

  The body shape of people and people cannot be generalized!

   After a moment of silence,

  Irin smiled slightly: "I'm disappointed too."

   Hongfa heard the words, stared, but his expression seemed to be interested, and asked: "Oh? How do you say?"

   "I didn't expect that the seventh guild in the world, the president of the Red Hair Club, would use such a clumsy performance to give me a so-called disarming power."

  boom!

   "Hahaha—" The redhead raised his head and laughed, he smashed the empty bottle he drank on the wall with one hand, and smashed it to pieces: "Interesting, now, I am impressed by you, please sit down!"

   "You don't have to sit," Irin smiled, "I like to stand."

   "Then," the red-haired looked into Yi Rin's eyes and said directly: "Guest from the east, did you come to my city this time to declare war or to form an alliance?"

  Joe D. Solomon's question is acute.

   He had absolutely no intention of arguing with Yi Rin.

   directly asked Yiren the purpose of coming to this city as the world's number one guild president.

  Alliance?

   Or declare war?

  Joe D. Solomon, from the beginning of Irin's entry, has always wanted to hold the initiative of the conversation in his hands.

Every word of    seems to be revealing a message to Yi Rin:

   No matter how awesome you are, no matter how high your ranking is, this is the Tower of War server, this is my city, this is my territory, and I call the shots.

  When Irin was silent,

   seems to be due to a full bottle of high-strength spirits. The red-haired eyes are covered with bloodshots, and they look like they are stained with blood. With a slightly hoarse voice, he repeated the previous question aggressively: "Alliance? Or declare war?"

   When he said the last word "declare war", the corners of his red-haired mouth evoked a cruel smile.

"I see."

   After about thirty seconds.

  Irin wanted to understand.

   He let out a sigh of relief and chuckled: "Let me confirm one more thing."

   After finishing speaking, Yi Rin flicked her wrist, and a high-definition uncensored photo was spinning in mid-air, flying towards the red hair.

  Joe D. Solomon took the photo with a thick smell of alcohol from both nostrils.

   That one is a beautiful photo of the treasure thief magician, Cecia von Einzbern.

   "Are you looking for her?"

   The red-haired eyes full of bloodshot, paused in the photo for a moment, raised his head and asked.

   "Looks like you know her."

  Irin smiled.

  Red-haired sneer: "I don't know."

   "Heh," Yi Rin sneered and raised **** calmly: "One, when seeing a photo of someone you don't know, your first reaction should be to ask 'who is she', this is a normal person's reaction."

   The red-haired complexion changed slightly.

"Second, I thought it was strange before, that photo seemed to be too clear, as if the person who took this photo knew she would appear at a specific place and at a specific time, and set up a candid camera in advance to take time out. Lighted a cigarette, adjusted the aperture and focal length. Well, would it be too much?"

  Hong said, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Understood." From the other party's reaction, Yi Rin had already come to a conclusion: "It seems that although you know her, you don't know that she left this photo on purpose. Ha, have you ever thought about it? , she is deliberately attracting us to your city."

   "My grass!"

   The muscles all over his body with red hair bulged with blue veins, and he cursed.

  While cursing, he subconsciously looked towards one of the doors.

  Irin smiled and said, "This is the second thing I want to confirm. Human beings will make the most innocent reaction unconsciously when they are extremely angry. This is human beings."

   bang bang bang bang!

   One door after another was kicked open.

   Countless soldiers rushed in.

   Changes come very quickly.

  Irin stepped into this conference room and talked to the redhead. The whole process took less than three minutes.

   But in these short three minutes... the conversation collapsed.

   Throwing a stone to ask for directions is just such a question.

"there!"

  Everything happened in a very short moment, Irin turned his hand, and sprinkled the black beads that were prepared in advance on the ground.

  …

  【High-end smoke bomb】

  【Grade】Rare

  【Effect】Once it is collided by an external force, a "fog of war" will be generated around the smoke bomb that cannot be dispelled by ordinary means. The range of the fog of war depends on the terrain. Duration: 3 minutes.

  【Description】Do you think this is an ordinary smoke bomb?

  …

   "Damn!"

   A deafening roar came from the red-haired mouth, and the thick "fog of war" filled the space in front of him in an instant.

   Yi Rin earned an honor point before, but now he is very arrogant. Only 8,000 honor points can be exchanged for one [high-end smoke bomb]... Yi Rin exchanged a basket.

   all thrown out, billowing smoke, covering everything.

  The fierce fist wind came from the depths of the thick fog. There was a terrifying vibration on the floor under his feet, which seemed to be the movement caused by the red hair stepping on the ground. But Yi Rin had long expected that the other party would attack, so he dodged in advance, and by the way, dragged an unlucky ghost from the soldiers who came in and stayed where he was just now.

   "Pfft!"

   In the fog of war, there was the sound of flesh and blood bursting, and the strong smell of blood instantly covered the original smell of alcohol, filling Irin's nostrils.

  Irin felt the movement in the thick fog and subconsciously frowned.

   The shield he pulled just now actually exploded on the spot.

   It was obvious that the red-haired fist hit the soldier, and it was nearly a second before the soldier exploded on the spot.

  Irin didn't think about it, didn't stop, he raised his hand and stretched out five fingers towards the fog of war.

   "Grips of Oblivion!"

  Boom! !

   Historic old buildings...Break up.

   At the same time, the red hair's angry, depressed and sore moan came from the mist.

  …

   Outside City Hall.

   On the roof of a building.

  Cerberus looked into the distance with his artificial magic eyes.

   And Griffin, a sniper rifle full of textures is actually contained in the leather bag behind her that has never been seen. She had assembled the sniper rifle in advance, and was now standing on the edge of the eaves, observing Yiren's every move after entering the city hall through the variable magnification magic lens.

  Boom.

  Irin just went in not long ago.

   Every carved window of the city hall, billows of black smoke.

   After a while,

   That old building in the city of Munich, with a long history, has been beaten by wind and rain, and it has stood for centuries and still stands. It has collapsed!

  The two sisters looked at each other with a blank expression.

   They all cried out in unison.

   Why did it blow up again?

   It's only been a few minutes! !

   Too fast!

   Isn't it a good question to ask?

  Why so intense?

   Fighting right away?

   What kind of person is this! !

  The clock tower recruits people who are blind and bombarded into the meeting and grants the "level" rank, is it really okay?

  Wait, why do they subconsciously feel "again"?

   "She ran out!"

   Just when Cerberus and Griffin were stunned because of the collapse of the historic building, Iren's clear voice came from the crystal that Iren gave them not long ago.

   Hearing the words, the expressions of Cerberus and Griffin changed slightly.

   Blue and White's new book, py it

   (end of this chapter)