Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Don't you guys usually not go online?"

"Ahem." Jepard gave an awkward laugh:

"It's just that I don't go online much, and the other guards generally don't go online much either, but that doesn't mean no one likes to go online."

"6."

"Aaaaaah!! Please, stop looking like you're enjoying it! Just scream already! Scream already!"

Sambo gave the guard a good beating, and although the latter was bruised and swollen, he was still moaning in ecstasy.

It felt like I was being massaged by a top-notch masseuse.

"Aaaaaaah! I'll f*** you!!" Sangbo looked up, opened his arms, and roared to the sky.

He wanted to kill the Iron Guard, but reason told him he couldn't!

If he actually killed a regular Silvermane Iron Guard, then his life in Belloborg would be over.

What awaits him will be far more than just a fine.

"Ugh—!! I fucking hate this!"

Sambo knelt down, pounded the ground with his fists, and looked indignant.

Tears, uncontrollably, streamed down my face.

"Why...why are there such mad dogs?! What's wrong with this world? Getting beaten half to death is now considered a kind of enjoyment?!"

……

"Baby, are you crying for me?"

"..."

……

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!"

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Chapter 164 Why Me Again?

The turmoil on the second front gradually subsided.

Sang Bosheng knelt on the ground, utterly dejected, with a dying Iron Guard standing before him.

Even though he was beaten black and blue, his face was covered in blood, a smile still lingered on his ugly face as he gazed tenderly at Sambo.

“Baby…don’t bow your head, or your crown will fall. Don’t cry, or the bitch will laugh.”

"..."

……

And the other side.

On the battlefield of the train crew.

The cold wind was still blowing.

The three stood there in different positions.

They all maintained their own postures.

Not moving at all.

The only movement was the wind, blowing through my hair and the hem of my clothes.

They just stood there quietly.

The atmosphere remained tense.

……

After kicking someone on the ground a few times, Sambo stood up and looked at the other guards beside him with a puzzled expression:

"I'm going to beat him up and you're just going to stand by and watch? Isn't he your brother who's been through thick and thin with you? Why aren't you stopping me?"

"Stop? Why should we stop?"

A guard sitting on the ground, munching on a bear-shaped biscuit, answered between chews:

"Anyway, he seems to be having a good time. I think you're the one who needs help."

"..."

"Look, you weren't hit, but you look much more haggard than him."

"..."

Seele pulled her scythe from the snowdrift and slowly walked to Sambo's side:

"Hey, hey, hey, you still haven't told me why you're here! Don't tell me you're here to support the caravan, we have plenty of guards, one more won't make a difference."

Jepard also said in a deep voice:

"I was just about to ask that question. Sambo, you didn't just reform, and now you want to be wanted by the Iron Guard again, did you?"

At this moment, the iron guard lying on the ground trembled as he raised his hand and stammered:

“Baby… he still loves me after all. He still wants to play cat and mouse with me. He has me in his heart.”

"Get lost!" "Oh~~~!!"

After kicking the cerebral palsy patient hard, Sambo twisted his neck, faced Seele and Jepard, and immediately changed his attitude:

"I was just worried you might get into danger, haha... so I came along, just in case I can help you out..."

"wrong."

Jepard interrupted Sambo's narration abruptly.

"Based on my past experience, you're not that noble..."

"..."

"You came here because you were looking for ancient artifacts in the snowfield, right? No, it's also possible that you were already looking for ancient artifacts in the snowfield and came here after you saw us."

"You're pretty smart, aren't you?" Sambo gave him a thumbs up under Jepard's gaze.

"..."

Sambo shrugged nonchalantly, his tone relaxed:

"There are no lockdown orders now, and no Rift creatures attacking the city every day, so it's not illegal for me to go out of the city gate to find something, right?"

"Not counting."

“But you’re breaking the law by assaulting a Silvermane Iron Guard.”

"?"

Sambo stared blankly at the unconscious guard at his feet, his dog eyes wide:

"So why didn't you stop me? I thought we could keep fighting, so I did!"

“Actually, we just want to see you go in,” one of the guards said, raising his hand.

"..."

"Now that you've reformed, there's no reason to arrest you anymore, which is quite unusual for us."

"That's it."

"..."

"Anyway, he seems to enjoy being beaten by you, so let him have his fun. Afterwards, we'll have a reason to arrest you."

"..."

Sambo took a half step back, his eyes widening:

"Damn! Are you trying to set me up with a sting operation? So this was your real intention!"

He looked at Jepard again and cursed:

"As the garrison commander, shouldn't you do something about this? It's disgusting! Absolutely disgusting! I'm going to file a complaint against you!"

Jepard awkwardly turned his back to the train crew and couldn't help but whistle.

He acted as if he hadn't heard.

"They're fighting so hard," Jepard murmured.

"..."

Seeing Sambo remain silent, the Iron Guard officer beside him spoke in a deep voice:

"Even if you want to complain, who can you go to? Above the garrison commander, there are only the executive officer and the commander."

"Executive Yan Huan doesn't handle things. As for Commander Bronya... do you remember when you kidnapped her to the lower district?"

Snapped--

The guard who was sitting on the ground eating a bear-shaped biscuit clapped his hands together and then opened them again, saying sadly:

"Good heavens, we've offended all the higher-ups."

Sambo: "..."

Above Yan Huan and Bronya is Cocolia.

I vaguely remember that the last time Sambo swaggered into Kripper Castle, he even threatened the High Guardian Cocolia with her daughter in front of her.

So calculate it this way.

"..."

Sambo narrowed his eyes, warily watching the Silvermane Iron Guards standing up one by one around him, and immediately felt immense pressure.

Damn it, I was just here to watch the drama unfold, and now I've become the drama myself.

Just as he was about to slip away, a sudden inspiration struck him, and he slapped his forehead.