3137: C3137 Ayres

C3137 Ayres

Because it's too normal.0

He was just like a wooden stake, standing there without moving, as if everything that had happened before had nothing to do with him. The middle-aged man couldn't help but roll his eyes.

However, the middle-aged man forcefully held himself back. After all, it wasn't easy for him to do such a thing.

Of course, although that was what he said, the middle-aged man with the mustache had no choice but to endure it. The middle-aged man was about to give an order. After all, he was now the commander of this group of people. Whether or not the mission should continue depended on what he said. It was just one sentence.

But now, there were too few clues. He didn't know how to figure out if this mission could be carried on.

Although it seemed like a very long process, in reality, only a few seconds had passed in the real world.

After thinking for a few seconds, Number Thirty-Three, the middle-aged man with the mustache, thought of many things. He turned his head slightly and looked at Number Thirty-Five, who was beside him, and asked: "Do you think we should continue?"

A stunned expression immediately surfaced on the face of the tall fatty number thirty-five. Clearly, he did not expect that the middle-aged man with the mustache number thirty-three, who had already become the commander, would turn his head around and ask if he wanted to continue carrying out the mission.

Immediately, Number Thirty-Five frowned slightly. After which, he fixed his eyes on Number Thirty-Three's middle-aged man's face. After which, he asked, "Why did you ask this question? Do you have any doubts in your heart? "

Upon hearing Number Thirty-Five's question, Number Thirty-Three, the middle-aged man with the mustache, immediately told him his speculation. After that, he whispered to the tall fatty No. 35 again, "So... I don't know what his cultivation level is, but his physical body is actually so ferocious. If that's the case, then his cultivation base shouldn't be low either. "

"Besides, our target this time is Ayres of the Lu family. If we offend a powerhouse for no reason, then for us... " It's actually not a good thing. "

The tall, fat man frowned when he heard the words of the middle-aged man with the mustache number thirty-three. He seemed to be deep in thought, as if he had thought of something... The corner of his mouth curled slightly, before a faint smile appeared on his face. After which, he softly spoke to the middle-aged man with the mustache number thirty-three, "You are indeed right. There is indeed such a concern. However, we have already offended him. Not to mention... It's not like there is no turning point in this matter. "

"Hmm? What do you mean by that? " Don't tell me you have a way? " The eyebrows of the middle aged man with the mustache raised slightly when he heard the words spoken by the tall fatty number thirty-five. Surprise surfaced on his face before he asked in a soft voice.

"Look, that pretty boy's physical strength is actually so powerful. He will definitely need to use a large amount of time to refine his body. However, his attainments in the cultivation of Spiritual Qi will be even higher. The upper limit would also be higher. Then, why did he have to cultivate the strength of his physical body? There was actually a magical treasure that could protect his mental consciousness. This meant that... "It is very likely that he is unable to cultivate spiritual energy!"

"He won't be able to cultivate spiritual energy?!"

Hearing the words of the tall fatty No. 35, the middle-aged man with the mustache No. 33 was slightly startled. After muttering to himself twice, his eyes suddenly shone with a bright light. Immediately, his tone was filled with a trace of excitement as he opened his mouth. He said, "You are right, it is indeed like this... Otherwise, why didn't he use his Spiritual Qi? Why did he always use the strength of his physical body? "Moreover, I didn't see any spiritual energy fluctuations from him at all"

That's right, it really is like this. However, this is only our speculation, and we are not very sure either. " Is it true that he is unable to use his spiritual energy? "The tall and big fatty No. 35 whispered to the middle-aged man with a mustache. "So, what's our main goal now? We're going to attack together. Divide a portion of our people and use their spiritual energy to launch long-range attacks. "We're going to trap that kid, then split up a portion of our people to deal with Ayres."

"After we get rid of Ayres, we'll quickly leave this place. Don't get entangled with him. If that's the case, even if he really wants to cause trouble for us, I'm afraid he might not be able to do so!"

Hearing the words of the tall fatty No. 35, the eyes of the middle-aged man with the mustache No. 33 lit up. The way he looked at the tall fatty No. 35 changed. He was filled with surprise. At the same time, he opened his mouth and said, "I really didn't expect this. "You can actually think of so many things. Number Thirty-Five. It seems that your IQ is really quite high! "

When the tall fatty number 35 heard the praise of the middle-aged man with the mustache number 33, he merely stretched out his right hand. He scratched the back of his head, and a simple and honest expression appeared on his face. After that, he revealed an embarrassed attitude towards the middle-aged man. Then, he opened his mouth and said, "No, no. "You flatter me. I'm just doing what I should do."

"If that's the case, then you'll be in charge of killing Ayres. I'll bring people to surround that gigolo!" Number Thirty-Three, Eight Trigrams At this moment, the bearded middle-aged man opened his mouth and said.

Number Thirty-Three, the middle-aged man with the mustache opened his mouth and said. The middle-aged man was still thinking of completing the mission in front of him. After all, the reward for this mission was too generous. Otherwise, they wouldn't have so many people this time.

Therefore, in order to not let down the generous reward, they had to complete the mission in one go as much as possible. After all, if they let Ayres escape this time, the success rate of another mission would be greatly reduced. After all, Ayres would definitely be alert.

Hence, when he thought of this, a glint surfaced on the face of the middle-aged man with the mustache number thirty-three. Immediately, a thunder-like voice rolled out from his mouth.

"Attack!"

"Rumble! '

Instantly, Number Thirty-Three, the middle-aged man with the mustache, swiftly formed seals with his hands. Instantly, rich spirit energy surged out.

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