This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 129

The bearded cousin roared and threw his fist at the father-in-law who was trying to pimp.

The two tacitly did not draw out their weapons, but chose to fight unarmed.

Hans' eyes are red, and his temperament has changed from simple and honest to faintly crazy, and he is gradually transforming from a handsome little fresh meat to a warlike lunatic. The fierce and violent imposing manner made the old man's eyes shine.

"Not bad! I thought Nana picked a soft egg, but didn't expect it has several points of human appearance."

back of a tiger and waist The old man of a bear raised his left hand and firmly caught Hans' fist, then the muscles of his right arm bulged, and the small right fist slammed back fiercely like a drill.

“peng”

Although the old man is huge, his shot speed is as fast as lightning. Even if Hans breaks through the third rank, he still can’t keep up with his speed, only one punch He was knocked upside down and flew out, smashing the ground into smoke and dust, forcibly creating a dirt pit.

Hans in the dirt pit shook his head, as if he was stunned by the punch just now. Open breastplate.

"Father! Why are you hitting so hard!"

Looking at Hans who seemed to be beaten, Pomona complained bitterly: "The breastplate is cracked. Are you going to kill him? If you really hurt him, then I will never come back in my life!"

Seeing that the baby girl was angry, the old man hurriedly put away his violent and domineering imposing manner, hunched over and said with a smile:

"No, no, this kid is much more resistant to beatings than he looks, and besides I cracked the breastplate is show mercy. If the soft armor goes, this kid should vomit blood."

Looking back at Hans who was punched hard by himself, but only a little stunned, the old man nodded with satisfaction: "Okay! You are not bad. You might be able to challenge me when you're forty, but you're still a little tender now!"

Besides Pomona curled her lips.

What are you crazy about, if I hadn't said sorry that I found a baby, I'd scare you now! Hans became a third rank professional at the age of seventeen, and when he is forty, he will probably be able to beat you.

Hans in the dirt pit touched the cracked breastplate and muttered to himself in a daze:

"I lose with one punch?"

Seeing how deeply he was hit, Pomona glared at the old man angrily, ran over to pull Hans up, and coaxed a little distressedly: "Hans, you just broke through the third rank, father is now the fourth rank Peak, and it is not far from the fifth-rank professional, it is not ashamed to lose to him."

"But Gilbert is also the fourth rank..."

Pomona punches him in a fit of rage when he finds that Hans is starting to screw up again.

"Gilbert's fourth rank is hard piled up, can it be the same as the father? Besides, Gilbert is a Knight, and the father is a melee-specialized [Barbaric Heavy Puncher]. When you fight, Gilbert is even on horseback.

It's incomparable!"

Hans shook his dizzy head, he still didn't understand why he was the fourth rank, he could fight with Gilbert for a long time, and he was in front of this old man He actually flew out with a punch, and even if he hadn't pulled back, he probably wouldn't be able to get up.

He felt that his body was starting to heat up. In that fiery chest, a certain organ was contracting violently, sending a bright red liquid called fighting intent into every inch of his flesh and blood. .

"Hans! Why are you so hot!" Pomona, who was holding his hand, exclaimed, and found that Hans' body temperature was terrifyingly hot, and the one she held in her hand seemed to have just been filled. Like a hot water bottle, Danger Land is emitting hand-scorching heat.

The arrogance of bright red slowly rose, Hans's skin became a little red, and some dazed eyes settled down, staring at the old man as strong as a bear, and launched a hoarse voice. Invitation to fight.

"Continue?"

The old man's eyebrows twitched,

From the beginning of the meeting to now, he grinned at Hans for the first time, showing a happy expression. smile.

"Come on!"

...

William rolled off his horse and squinted at the gorgeous manor in the distance, his eyes passing through the roses The formed ocean is locked to the rose-red building in the center.

The aesthetics of the Church of Eros has never changed...

The branches of the three Falan churches have their own characteristics. The branch of the Church of Knowledge is simple and looks like Just like an ordinary library, the Church of Fortune has no actual branch at all.

To spend a lot of effort to build a building that can only be used to worship God is completely a loss-making business for businessmen. If you have to find a branch, it will have the most money in circulation and gather the most. The place of the Chamber of Commerce is the branch of the Church of Fortune.

The branch of Eros Church is the best recognized among the three. No matter where, the most bells and whistles are always the branch of Eros Church.

For example, this disgusting manor in front of you, not only even the house is painted in a dreamy rose color, but also carefully arranged with various attractions with ambiguous atmosphere, which can make hormone secretion surge at a glance 3000% kind.

Even the solemn place of the shrine is still completely open to all men and women of the right age. William can see from a distance that the road of this manor is full of cheating couples walking hand in hand. The manor exudes the stench of love.

"It would be better to blow up such a dirty place!"

William stared at the disgusting manor from a distance, thinking back to a previous life because he visited alone As for the tragic history of being watched by the crowd, the thoughts in his mind poured out one after another, and in an instant, several ways to destroy this evil building were drawn up.

However, the most important thing now is that I must find someone to accompany me first. Entering this manor alone will attract the attention of the surrounding cheating couples. This is in line with my secret goal. It doesn't match...and it's still uncomfortable...

According to the memory of his previous life, William quickly found his target, which was a strangely shaped tree outside the evil manor.

This tree had a famous nickname in a previous life, it was called "Single Dog Team", it was full of beautiful church buildings that I wanted to sneak in under the tree, but I was sorry because of one person. The singles who entered.

As long as you sit under the tree, you are a member of the team by default. As long as men and women look at each other and smile, everyone will understand each other and mix in and feast their eyes.

William came to the shade with ease, found a conspicuous seat and sat down, looking at the single women passing by like a knife.

This one looks good, but she is too young, pass

This one is too fat...a hundred million points plump, although it is only a temporary companion, but this combination is too conspicuous , pass

Ah, this is not bad, the skin is white, beautiful, and long legs, but the figure is a little sad, eh? If you have an Adam's apple, please excuse me!

William sat here for a noon, using his eyes to scare away more than a dozen people who were trying to enjoy the shade, but in the end he didn't wait for a target suitable for team formation.

What's going on? is it possible that because there is no large-scale war in Falan, there is no imbalance in the ratio of males and females, and most of the girls have found men, resulting in insufficient flow of people at the single dog team?

Just as William was about to give up the team, and Brace Oneself entered alone, a hooded woman wrapped in a wide black robe came over.

She looked up slightly at the sun in the sky, stretched the top of her hood uncomfortably, and William's eyes just happened to pass, barely able to see the lower half of her face.

That slender and thin face was almost bloodless, with a rosy and small cherry lip on it. Although the nose was not fully seen, it was also slender and straight. As long as the eyes were not too outrageous, It's definitely not ugly, and the most important thing is... she doesn't have an Adam's apple on her neck!

William couldn't help but be overjoyed that it was her!

Although wearing a black robe and covering her face, she looks suspicious, but she has no Adam's apple! So many people have passed by in the past few hours, but all those who are good enough... In short, it seems that I don't need to go in by myself.

Under his expectant gaze, the hooded woman looked around and found the shade under the tree and William glare like a tiger watching his prey.

She hesitated for a moment and then walked over slowly, first picking a shade of tree that was a little far away from William, then extending the hand, folded the hem of the wide black robe, and folded her legs together in a graceful manner. Sit down on the stone.

The wide black robe, which is enough to cover everything, just happened to outline the curve of the delicate and delicate buttocks, the round and soft end and the position where the bluestone touched slightly swayed, and the overflowing soft meat was brought on. Some kind of heartbeat-accelerating strange charm.

Seeing the mysterious and secretive black robe woman sitting down, William stood up quickly, forcing a slightly stiff smile on his face.

He raised the tip of his chin, pointed to the evil manor that smelled of dog food in the distance, and smiled and extended his hand to the mysterious black robe woman.

"Together?"

......

Andrea looked at the man who had invited her with some confusion, not knowing what he wanted to do at all .

She stepped back cautiously, avoiding William's outstretched arm, before pulling her hood down.

However, after she expressed such an obvious refusal attitude, the man still did not withdraw the invitation, and even rudely put his hand under her hood.

Andrea quickly glanced at the man's palm, which was white and broad, with slender knuckles, and a thin layer of calluses on the tiger's mouth and finger pulp, which seemed to give people a strong and powerful feeling.

She analyzed the position of the cocoon layer and judged that it should be the hand of a Swordsman, but the finger bone of this palm does not have the common joint deformation of Swordsman, it seems that either a rapier is used, Either the owner of this hand is... weak.

The weak man handed his hand forward again, his voice even a little cold.

“Aren’t you here and the others too? Let’s go together!”

Rude!

Andrea's slender brows wrinkled, but she still extended the hand in William's palm.

Is he the one sent to pick him up by this nasty church? It's not like they said they would meet in the evening, so why did they come in the afternoon?

……

William was a little stunned when he felt the cold and smooth knuckles in his palm.

Why are you still holding hands? Usually, don't they give a high-five knowingly, and then pretend to slap them together and sneak in to see each other? Are you taking advantage of me?

Remembering a lot of wild bees and butterflies in the capital trying to do something with him, William couldn't help frowned, let go of his hand like an electric shock, and pinched the black robe girl with two fingers. His left wrist rested cautiously on his own arm.

Forget it, take advantage of it. In short, the most urgent task is to find the eldest niece, ask the queen what the hell is going on, and finally start the little Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong Red. , which directly blew up this stench-filled branch!

Well...the blast radius doesn't seem to be enough, just blow up the Divine Idol and the temple in the middle, and I'll talk about the rest later!

Feeling the man's sudden estrangement, Andrea was a little dazed at first, and then clenched a small fist with her right hand.

Asshole! Are you humiliating me? Although I... Forget it... These True God Cult members have always been like this, and today this kind of thing really happens a lot.

The two came to the vicinity of the manor in disgust with each other. After a long queue, they finally arrived at the very romantically decorated entrance.

This is a porch woven from unknown flower vines. There are even unknown carvings on the vines. This kind of bells and whistles, just looking for a good-looking rather than a practical style, William can recognize it at a glance. , must be the handwriting of Elf Race.

In the ornate porch decorated with petals and full of hollow carvings, a beautifully dressed beauty sat behind the table, smiled and looked at the two people who were slung together, and opened the flowers on the table. In the green notebook, I picked up a quill and dipped a little dark pink ink.

"You two look very well matched, please come over and briefly register your identities. What are their names?"

"Andrea...Grey."

"Andrea...Grey."

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"Hans, Hans Anderson."

"Andrea Gray...Hans Anderson..." The registrar wrote down the two in extremely gorgeous squiggles. Name, and then asked with a smile:

"Okay, so what is the relationship between the two of you?"

"Stranger."

"Couple ."

"..." The quill stopped and dropped a pink ink dot on the paper. The beauty in charge of registration lifts the head and looked over suspiciously.

"Uh... we're arguing." William's paralyzed face squeezed a slightly embarrassed smile, but it just fit the current scene.

In order to prove his words, he took half a step to the left, revealing the small hand of the black robe woman who was barely holding his right arm.

The registrar nodded understandingly, then showed a playful smile, quickly wrote "uncomfortable little couple" on the registration book, and then gave way to the two of them.

"Then I wish you all the best."

"Thank you." William's mouth twitched slightly, returning a polite smile.

What a beautiful girl, and she doesn't have an Adam's apple yet. It's a pity to stay in the Church of Eros. Forget it, although I want to do the task, I can't hurt the innocent or not. .

Eros Church should have activities at night, right? When the temple is empty, it will be bombed, just in time to talk to the eldest niece first... I mean to catch up.

At this time, William's eldest niece hurried to the "Single Dog Team" and looked around with his little round face up, but couldn't find the so-called "one suit". After "Black Woman", she couldn't help but put out a long breath.

"It's okay, it looks like someone hasn't arrived yet."