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"Mp is coming!"

Just as people watched the thin man with a bruised nose and swollen face screaming and screaming in the street, someone called out, and suddenly everyone looked to the side, and then consciously separated.

One warlock, two knights, and two executors.

"Mp is coming."

"Why didn't they come just now"

"There are so many people today, maybe something is going on elsewhere."

"That's it..."

The people around were whispering.

When Harris saw the local law enforcement officer coming, he hurriedly blocked his young master behind him, carefully staying away from the thin man on the opposite side.

When the thin man saw a few law enforcement officers slowly approaching, he immediately became furious.

"Where the **** are you guys! Didn't you see that I was beaten by a stinky lady just now!" The thin man's entire cheek was swollen, and the syllables of his speech were a bit vague, but no matter what, his emotions looked very excited now.

"Calm down'Fatty', something has just been delayed here."

The leading warlock replied with a slight embarrassment, and the several law enforcement officers behind him turned their heads to look at the surrounding scenery irrelevantly, their actions seemed embarrassing to hide something-they wouldn't say it was to avoid Encounter with the big monster and choose to go elsewhere.

after all

MP is not the devil, they also have something to be afraid of.

"You are so fat!"

The thin man's emotions are getting more and more excited now.

It stands to reason that people who dare to face MPs have long been pushed on the ground and taught to be humans.

But Lott has explained that, don't touch this birdman named Rulf family first, wait until the intelligence department has figured out its details before doing it.

In this regard, when people saw that someone dared to speak to mp like this, but mp didn't make any action, they were suddenly a little surprised, so they all started talking.

"This guy is more or less a victim. As justice enforcers, we can't fall into the trap." The warlock turned his head and said to the knights behind him, actually speaking to the onlookers.

This reason can be regarded as a reasonable explanation, and the people around it reluctantly accept it.

"But in order to punish this guy for his rude words, so I don't plan to give him any treatment."

The warlock finally added a sentence, which made the people around laugh out loud.

The thin man was a little confused for a while, but he was not a fool. He knew that the law enforcement officer in front of him had no plans to stand up for him, and he became even more angry.

"Which department do you belong to! Do you know who I am? Believe it or not, I just need to tell my dad, you'll have to get out of your bag immediately!

The Rulf family can be regarded as powerful. On the three continents of Birdman, their family industry accounts for one-fifth of the share, and almost half of the funds given to the sheep's head come from their family.

Therefore, all other local forces related to Birdman would tremble with fear when they heard Rulf's people.

Lott asked Birdman: What if someone commits a crime here

Birdman’s answer is: Most of their clan are very friendly, except for the individual, and this ‘individual’ refers to the Rulf family.

Arrogant and domineering to the defiant family.

The warlock heard a threat from the opposite side, and felt that if he didn't do anything now, the prestige of mp in people's hearts might drop in price.

The lord said that it's best not to move these birdmen, but if the other party dares to find something, then teach them a little lesson. If you really can't fight back and scold them, then the dungeon law enforcement team will be disgraced.

Thinking of this, the Warlock's face suddenly sank, and the evil spirit all over his body suddenly broke out.

At this moment, the thin man sat down on the ground, and the people around him also felt a suffocating breath. In that moment, no one spoke.

"Give me respect in my turf, otherwise you will be good-looking next time! Let's go!" The warlock finished speaking, looked up for a circle, and then teleported away with the knights behind him.

A group of people stayed for a long time, and then they started talking.

"This is the real mp."

"Yes, just now I thought this thin man was someone from the lord, mp didn't dare to touch him."

"Wait, it seems that he is the victim."

The thin man sat on the ground in a daze. After reacting, the suppressed emotions in his heart began to brew.

Once upon a time, where the Rulfs went where they were not warmly entertained, let alone such a way, even the lofty lord had to be respectful when they saw it.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The thin man became more and more angry, and kept hammering the ground.

I want this dungeon to die! I want everyone in this dungeon to die! Call Babwes over! Kill everyone here!

Just when the thin man was suffocating his big move on the ground with an angry face, he found a person standing in front of him and raised his head.

"Why don't you look at the fat man!" The thin man suddenly became angry, if it weren't for this fat man, how could he be so unlucky, it was this fat man! Be sure to send a killer to make this fat guy at night!

Harris watched as the thin man sitting on the ground kept yelling at his young master, and the young master just squinted at him high up, like he was looking at a chicken, and sneered constantly.

Then he walked away without saying a word.

Harris knew that although his young master had a gentle temperament, he was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, or in other words, the entire Jones family were not fuel-efficient lamps.

"Master, Rulf..."

"If I guessed correctly, this guy will definitely go back to tell them the bad old man at night." The short and chubby bird-human master said to his bodyguard and confidant in a strategizing tone, shaking his cane. The mentally retarded old man is a famous guardian, so..."

When Harris heard this, he was shocked and lost his voice: "They will be against you tonight."

The pudgy young master glanced at the side and said casually: "Are you scared?"

There will be quite a few killers at that time, and their strengths are extraordinary.

Harris had been picked up by the young master in front of him when he was passing through the slums since he was a child. He knew very well that if the young master hadn't been curious for a while, he wouldn't be able to live now.

"I can go through all fire and water for you, master, but according to the opponent's strength, if there are really killers tonight, the number is definitely not small, and I will not be able to take care of your safety by then."

Master Birdman nodded and said with a smile: "Actually, we are not only here to play in this city this time."

"Eh"

"You didn't realize that there are too many Joneses coming here to play this time," the fat young master prompted.

When Harris heard it, he looked up, and then there was a question mark on his face.

What an advanced city, all Jones who has played the game of chicken pecking rice will want to take a look.

Although the game is nothing special to other races, but I don't know why, the bird people are particularly enthusiastic about that thing-maybe they all have avian attributes.

The fat young master saw his subordinates a little dazed, so he smiled and explained further:

"The Rulfs are used to being arrogant and domineering. They have lost our Joneses outside. The council has decided that they intend to kill all their heads here and in this dungeon, and all the industries under them are also Let us take over."

When Harris heard it, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Kill the Rulfs

No, for such a behemoth, even if the leader is dead, then their retainers will not be able to make a fuss.

As if seeing Harris' worry, the fat young master still said calmly:

"Don't worry about those remnants. The Rulfs were killed in the dungeon. By then, we only need to push all the charges to the dungeon."

..........

‘At that time, we just have to push all the charges to the dungeon here. ’

Lott, who was sitting in the Domain Hall, watched the goblins put on the big screen of the image of the Chunky Young Master, and fell silent after hearing their plans.

"My lord~www.NovelMTL.com~ these birdmen want to blame us!" Vickers looked very emotional.

After Lott fell silent, he calmly said: "It can't be said that it is a blame, the Rulfs are also the objects we must eradicate. Such an unpredictable lunatic, no one can sleep well."

"Then what do those remnants do to draw their anger to Birdman's own territory" Maria asked beside.

"No." Lott shook his head, "Birds are a group of businessmen, their purpose is easy to predict, which is quite beneficial to us. And if there is turmoil inside them, it will happen uncontrollable situation. , I don’t like disorder. The most important thing is that once the birdman is in turmoil, the number of tourists coming here will be reduced or they will not come at all. This is not good."

So what should I do to let this place bear the vengeance of "Rulf's Soul"

"I have a plan, a great plan. At that time, it will be quite lively, wait and see, girls." () "Starting a Dungeon" only represents the author's rising perspective, such as discovering its content Please delete any content that violates national laws and regulations. The position is only to provide a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!