Running over was a man wearing sunglasses with wet blue hair.

After seeing Dan Heng and San Yue Qi, Sang Bo couldn't help but feel happy: "Hey, help! Help! These Silver Mane Iron Guards are still chasing me like mad dogs, damn it!"

Behind Sambo, followed a large number of silver-maned iron guards.

Dan Heng and March suddenly fell silent.

"..."

"Ah? Why don't you move?" Sambo asked in confusion.

A large number of silver-maned iron guards suddenly emerged from behind and to the sides of the two people, completely blocking all roads.

Yan walked out of the silver-maned iron guard, looked at Sang Bo and frowned, "Why are you running here?"

Sambo innocently said:

"I'm not thinking of taking a more detour here."

Dan Heng and March Qi were speechless.

Originally, they were able to get out of trouble under the condition that Yan loved his soldiers as his sons.

As a result, this blue-haired man actually attracted another group of Iron Guards.

There is really no time to play now.

Bronya walked out slowly and praised someone Yan:

"So this was what you expected."

Yan Mou sniffed. Embarrassed:

“That’s…that’s it.”

……

"grass."

……

Chapter 52 I think he should be shot dead on the spot!

The three of them were tied tightly and thrown against the wall.

Among them, Dan Heng sat in the middle, still silent.

March th was sitting on the left, but he glared fiercely at Lan Mao next to him.

Sambo sat on the far right, with an awkward smile on his face, and kept moving towards the direction where the silver-maned iron guards were sparse.

But he was blocked back by a male silver-maned iron guard with a flushed face.

Sambo: "..."

The silver-maned iron guard sat next to Sambo, put his hand on Lao Han's leg, and stroked it back and forth with great enjoyment.

Happy Road:

"Run~ You should run. If the executive officer hadn't used his troops like a god this time, I might not have had the chance to touch you like I do now."

"You, what are you doing!" Sambo was shocked and quickly moved away from the silver-maned iron guard who looked a little wrong.

When he was about to hit Dan Heng, March Qi on his left said unhappily:

“Stay away from us!”

"..."

Sambo turned his head and pleaded to the silver-maned iron guard who was wrong:

"Look at that facial paralysis over there. He's much more interesting than me. Just go and toss him, okay?"

The iron guard moved again, sat closer, licked his lips, and said excitedly:

"That's not okay, I don't like that type."

Sambo: "..."

The rest of the Silver-maned Iron Guards, as well as Bronya and Yan, raised a bonfire and repaired it in place.

"Executive Officer Yan Huan, thank you this time." Bronya stretched out her hand, touched the beating flame, and smiled at Yan.

"Haha, I don't dare to take it... I don't dare to take it." Yan squatted next to Bronya and said with an awkward smile.

"I heard that you helped the Iron Guard block the hidden arrows. Are you okay now?" Bronya asked with concern.

"It's something, it's very something. My shoulder is almost useless." Yan gritted his teeth and seemed to be in great pain.

"Then, let me rub it for you."

"what?"

In everyone's sight.

The firelight hit Bronya's pretty face. She sat behind Yan Huan and gently massaged his shoulders.

Watching March , I was stunned.

"Damn, why are we both tied up, but he is treated like this?"

Sambo raised his hand: "It's the three of us now."

"Get lost, we don't hang out with gays."

"..."

Sambo silently withdrew his hand and stuffed it into the rope loop behind his back, feeling messy alone.

On the other side, against the firelight, Bronya's profile was even more clear.

She pressed Yan Huan's shoulder and murmured:

"We have tried to capture Sambo before, but in the end we always found nothing."

Yan waved his hand and said:

"Why don't we arrest him now? Why don't we shoot him on the spot! This will save him a lot of nightmares."

As he said that, he licked his lips and excitedly took out the AK from his arms.

Bronya: "..."

"No." Bronya pushed his gun back, "He should be handed over for trial and cannot be executed privately."

Yan took out another pistol from his pocket and loaded it, "Isn't it okay even in my capacity as an executive officer?"

This time, Bronya was stunned.

Yan Huan now is at the same level as him.

Although she would strictly abide by Belloberg's laws, given her and Yan Huan's status, privately executing a prisoner... was really not a big deal.

At most, my mother would say a few words.

"Anyway, this is not good." Bronya insisted.

Yan put the pistol back helplessly: "When he regains his freedom and jumps in front of you, you won't think so."

The edge passage is very quiet at night.

There are no residents here anymore, but a few world-splitting creatures will come over from time to time. The iron guards standing guard will immediately eliminate them when they find out.

"When are we going back?" Yan Huan asked, "Everyone has been caught. If we don't go back, that blue-haired man over there will be almost unclean."

"Uh, what did you say?"

Bronya turned around and saw that a silver-maned iron guard had picked up Sambo and placed him affectionately on her lap.

Sang Bo's face was pale, and the iron guard's hands were groping around in a dishonest way.

"Help, you are abusing the prisoners! You are dead, can you take care of your people? I want to complain to you!" Sambo shouted in pain.

Bronya frowned, "What are you doing? Stop it and go back to the team."

After hearing Bronya's order, the iron guard reluctantly took Sambo off his lap.

He stood up on all three legs and retreated angrily into the group.

Sambo sat on the ground, huddled and shivering, "Help, I don't want to stay here for a moment. Can you put me in prison? I don't want to see the Iron Guard anymore."

Bronya said in a deep voice:

"Shut up, do you know how much energy we spent chasing you three?"

"Executive Officer Yan Huan." Bronya suddenly shouted.

"Ah?" Yan raised his head in confusion.

"You should go back to Fort Clipper first and report the arrest results to mother. Some of the Iron Guards have not recovered yet. We will rest for a while and then follow up."

Hear this.

Yan Mou sniffed and first looked at Sambo in the distance.

Sambo still had an awkward smile on his face, but now he didn't dare to move and leaned against the wall obediently.

He appeared to be tightly bound with rope.

After noticing Yan Huan's eyes, Sang Bo smiled even more awkwardly. He felt his chin was itchy again, so he took out his hand and scratched his chin.

Yan Mou: "..."

Bronya: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Yan: "No, I'll report it right away. You guys... I wish you a safe journey."

With that said, Yan stood up, patted his clothes and returned the way he came.

Not dragging your feet at all.

At this time, a silver-maned iron guard asked in confusion, "Have a safe journey, shouldn't it be said to those who are about to set off?"

He scratched his helmet and asked, "What do you mean, Mr. Executive Officer?"

……

Time is like the electricity bill of turning on the high-consuming air conditioner 24 hours a day.

It's always gone when it's gone.

When the sky was just getting bright.

Someone Yan came to Clipper Castle.

The iron guards standing guard also saluted when they saw Yan.

"Executor, thank you for your hard work."

"Hey." Yan nodded.

Early in the morning, Cocolia sat on the desk.

But he seems to be in a bit of a bad mental state.

"Boss, I'm back!" Yan shouted.

Cocolia looked down and frowned:

"Can't you keep your voice down?"

Yan nodded, and then reported that the entire Fort Clipper was extremely silent throughout the process.

"..."

"What are you telling the mosquitoes?" Cocolia frowned.

"Just tell me if you've been caught."

"Caught, Bronya will be escorted later."

Cocolia nodded.

"Not bad efficiency, catching people so quickly."

Yan Mou asked curiously:

"Boss, have your pupils become more purple?"

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