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Chapter 139 Three Parties Gather!

Big Big Wolf looked at Diana's leaving figure, put his hands on his chest, and praised: "This princess is pretty good, I am worried that you will be implicated by the torch!"

"The Diana Prince of this world is not comparable to that lunatic, it is completely two people."

Ian frowned as he thought of several life-and-death battles with the Queen of Wonder. He didn't think that madman had anything to do with the princess who had just left.

"Both of you know the woman who just left?"

Rachel's eyes widened, her gaze stayed on Ian's face, her right hand clutched her left arm, hesitant and nervous.

"do not know!"

Ian shook his head and said, "Before Big Big Wolf and I came to this world, we were forced to participate in a war. One of the initiators was the same time and space entity of the Paradise Island princess."

Nothing good happened in the world of Flashpoint, and he didn't detail the horrors and sacrifices of that war to Rachel.

"Then is she an enemy?" Rachel didn't know Diana well, nor did she know where Paradise Island was, she just followed what Ian said.

Ian shook his head: "Of course not, the Queen of Wonder is the Diana Prince of the Flashpoint world, not of this world."

"Oh!" Rachel nodded half-understanding.

Immediately, she asked Ian with a smile, "Then what shall we do next?"

"Well, I'm going to find that stripper and ask him about the rules of this competition!"

Ian waved to Big Big Wolf, and said directly: "You two have been running with me for a day, go back to the hotel and rest."

Rachel obviously didn't want to be separated from Ian, but Big Big Wolf said, "You're too clingy, it annoys him instead", and the little girl reluctantly let go.

"A few hours at most, I will go back, don't be so sad."

Ian pressed his hand on Rachel's head and rubbed it, and the little girl waved his hand off dissatisfied.

"If I can't find anyone, I won't force it. Since it's a competition, the Lord of Order will stand up and explain everything sooner or later."

"Since the Lord of Order will explain everything sooner or later, we don't need to rush to figure out the rules!"

"We are not the only ones who want that pass, and we can also meet our opponents in advance by doing so."

Rachel nodded ignorantly, probably understanding what he meant.

The three separated at the entrance of the hotel. Ian found the person at the front desk and asked the location of the stripper activity, and took the elevator directly to the corresponding floor.

Standing at the door, Ian saw the mixed lights of pink and purple, and smelled the mixture of various perfumes, liquors and other messy things.

He walked in, clutching his nose, and saw a conspicuous standing sign, which showed a naked man in his underwear doing crotch thrusting.

"What's wrong with the head of the Lord of Order, he chose such a host."

Ian shook his head. The main reason is that Dr. Fate often has to face head-to-head with various demon gods, and the will of the host is also very important.

A stripper has no special training and absolutely cannot take on such a responsibility.

"Ladies and ladies, let us welcome today's Pharaoh, Mr. Banana!"

As the host announced the opening, the hungry and thirsty middle-aged women below fell into madness. They waved the banknotes in their hands and shouted the name of "Banana".

Fog made of dry ice sprayed out from the runway, and an extremely rough Egyptian coffin painted with industrial paint rose up. The lid was slowly opened, and a man wearing only a short skirt came out.

He happily stepped forward on the model's catwalk, skillfully showing off his eight-pack abs, causing the women in the audience to cheer and throw all the banknotes in their hands onto the stage.

Ian stood among the crowd, released a wall of wind to block the spectators who were frantically pushing forward, and pinched his nose helplessly and said:
"This guy looks really good, and it's normal to attract women to like him. But where are the men? Could it be zero?"

Ian talked to himself half-jokingly, scanning the crowd, looking for those who didn't seem to fit the atmosphere.

He was not in a hurry to ask this stripper boy, he wanted to see if any monsters would come out.

"Alas!"

As the green banknotes covered the entire runway, Mr. Banana pulled off the short skirt that only covered the buttocks, revealing the tight buttocks and the peak between the legs.

As the hips were pushed forward again and again, the atmosphere in the audience reached a climax, and the women in the audience kept pushing forward, wanting to see his things.

It was at this moment that Mr. Banana on the stage showed a frightened expression.

Ian followed his gaze and saw two women in neutral clothes, they pushed away from the crowd and kept approaching.

Mr. Banana seemed to be very afraid of them. Regardless of the performance that had just reached its climax, he turned around and jumped off the runway, fleeing in a panic.

At this moment, a man in military uniform burst out of the door, holding an automatic rifle in his hand.

"Mr.Banana, you have been arrested, surrender immediately!"

The terrified Mr. Banana couldn't tell whether the soldiers in front of him were real or not, and what those strange-looking people behind him were.

He just groaned secretly in his heart, then put his feet on the brakes, turned his head and ran in other directions.

"Don't run away!"

Ian finally saw someone jumping out. He leaped flat and landed in front of him, manipulating the airflow to lift Mr. Banana up.

In order to look better, this guy was covered with essential oils and slid down his muscles, which was really disgusting.

"Who are you? Let me go."

"I am the only person present who is not interested in your empty head. So if you want to live, just obediently do as I tell you."

"Now, shut up!"

Ian wanted to try the power of the torch of the gods, so he only put on the Roman holy armor and sealed off other abilities.

bang bang bang-

The men in military uniforms fired a few shots at the ceiling, as if pouring cold water on the men and women with high hormones, calming them down and running away screaming.

Ian stood still, holding a one-meter-long torch and stood still, like a reef in a strong wind and waves, motionless.

The pair of women in unisex clothes jumped onto the runway, and the man in military uniform hid in a corner with his teammates.

"Sky Eye Meeting!"

After everyone had run away, a man in military uniform jumped out, holding an automatic rifle, posing as a public official, and was ignored.

Ian raised the torch in his hand and said, "Sky Eye Society and the wild man Vandal Savage, I know that you are all here for the ticket to heaven."

"But it's already mine, so please go home."

He swung the torch down, and the tip rubbed against the ground to create sparks.

"Where did you come from, what qualifications do you have to command the Tianyanhui?"

Reg is a typical soldier, he only has orders in his eyes and doesn't care what his enemies look like.

"Hand over the man, and I can forgive your crime."

"I don't know if you're Waller's loyal dog or if you really believe in that."

Ian spread his hands: "In short, people are behind, if you want it, then come and grab it!"

"I want your life."

Scandall Savage moved, and she came to Ian in an instant at an extraordinary speed, and punched her face without the protection of the visor.

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