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"That's true." Jing Yuan curled his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly. A teardrop mole under his eyes swayed in everyone's sight.
He walked towards the direction of Shen Ce Mansion with his hands behind his back, chuckled and said, "It's obviously his character that I care about."
Ren snorted coldly and looked at the bewildered Taibu, "Are you planning to let me walk back to the Prison of Hell?"
If that's the case...
Could he escape from prison first and then turn himself in?
Anyway, I am free anyway...
"Ah?" Fu Xuan was stunned. He glanced at Jing Yuan's back and then looked at Ren. Hesitantly asked, "Did you understand what Jing Yuan said?"
"Hmph." Ren snorted coldly and remained silent.
A blank piece of paper has no past. Both real names and pseudonyms are considered valid information, so lies are also considered information.
Whether Cheng Che comes back or not will help determine Phoenix's character.
"?" Fu Xuan frowned, "What's that expression on your face, prisoner?! If I could figure it out I wouldn't ask you!"
"Humph!" Fu Xuan snorted coldly and waved his hand, "Take him away!"
"Yes." The Cloud Cavalry Army responded in a deep voice, and took the blade back to the Youyu Prison seriously and vigilantly.
Fu Xuan stood in front of the Qiongguan Formation, frowning as he watched the formation gradually quiet down.
After a while, she couldn't help but reach out and touch her Dharma Eye, with even more doubt in her eyes.
……
"beat it!!!"
"Come on, little crow with a nice butt!!!"
"Yes! That's it!!!"
Amidst the enthusiastic cheers, the man on the ring, with bandages wrapped around his hands, punched the robot opposite him one after another.
The hard metal shell was dented into a terrifying arc. The man's vision was blurred by blood red. Finally, at the last moment, he grabbed the exposed parts at the joint of the robot.
The next moment, the parts were torn off, and the robot's violent movements suddenly froze, and it collapsed to the ground in an instant.
Cheng Che took a step back, rested his back on the metal net at the edge of the ring, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Friend, we don't have to fight to the death..."
The blue-haired man climbed onto the ring, got into the metal net, and held Cheng Che's arm helplessly, helping him walk off the ring. His voice was full of heaviness, "I didn't know and thought you were heartbroken..."
"Earn some money to spend?" Cheng Che sighed and let Sangbo drag him into the lounge like a corpse.
The fighting club, which had collapsed after being rebuilt many times, chose an open-air venue to regroup. The cheers could be heard from far away and could almost be heard throughout the entire mining area.
The so-called lounge is just a simple tent with two small sofas and a small table.
Sang Bo handed the ice towel to Cheng Che, squatted in front of Cheng Che and looked up, "Friend, what have you been through during this time of wandering alone? Have you been heartbroken?"
"My eyes are swollen from crying, and I'm afraid of losing face." Cheng Che wiped the blood off his face expressionlessly, revealing a purple bruise on the bridge of his nose. He then tore off the bandage wrapped around his palm and washed the wound with clean water.
What else can I do?
His head smashed into Ren's arms, leaving him with a purple nose. If he didn't fight a few times to find an excuse, he would be exposed if he went to the Immortal Boat.
As for recovering from the injury in the Immortal Boat and coming back...
It's unrealistic, the bruises take too long to fade.
Sang Bo's eyelids twitched. He watched Cheng Che calmly tear off the bandage, rinse the wound, apply medicine, and change the bandage. His eyes were complicated. "Can't you find another excuse to fool me?"
I don't ask for a high level, I just ask not to insult the IQ of a speculator.
Hearing this, Cheng Che was stunned. He looked at Sang Bo, who was squatting in front of him with a wronged look on his face, and said, "Is there a possibility that I am already diligent in finding an excuse?"
Sambo: ...
makes sense.
"Okay." Sang Bo sighed, leaned on the small sofa next to him, propped up his chin and looked at Cheng Che, "Although I think there is something wrong with you, I have to say that as your agent, I made a lot of money today!"
As he spoke, Sambo pulled out a wad of money from somewhere and shook it, smiling brightly, "A lot!"
"Oh." Cheng Che lowered his head again, tied the end of the bandage into a knot and stuffed it into the corner, "I won't use it anymore. You need to rest for two days after wandering around."
Go back and show your face.
Sambo blinked, "Don't you want to defeat Iron Fist Luca and become the number one in the Rock Town Fighting Competition before leaving this planet?! From then on, you will become a legend in Rock Town and even the entire Beloberg!!!"
Cheng Che: ...
"I think you want to stab me." Cheng Che leaned against the sofa, put the cold water bottle against his eyes and closed his eyes. "If he punches me, I will have to lie here and wait for the train crew to gather."
Who is so bored as to compare combat power with those who have entered the card pool?
I don’t know if the other party has a gold card or a purple card, but you can tell at a glance that he can enter the card pool, and he is not stupid.
Sambo was stunned, "Why does the train crew need to gather together?"
"You're here to mourn for me." Cheng Che chuckled, his face still expressionless.
Sambo shrugged. "Besides Luca, there are many other people, wanderers, miners, and many robots..."
"I've beaten the robots so badly that they're waiting for repairs. Can they come back to life?" Cheng Che thought for a moment and then explained, "I don't want to fight with humans recently."
Hearing this, Sang Bo's eyelids twitched, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes as he looked at Cheng Che.
Cheng Che was too lazy to explain anything further. He put down the water bottle, touched his nose bridge, and put on his glasses again. "It's better than a star core."
Sambo: ...
Before Sambo could say anything else, two figures burst into the tent.
The pink-haired girl rushed to Cheng Che, held up Cheng Che's face with both hands and looked closely, her eyes full of regret, "It's over, the little crow is disfigured!"
On the side, Xing crossed his arms and said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm not disfigured and I don't have a wife."
This face is useless.
Chapter 148 takes you to dismantle the big robot.
The man's face was squeezed into a ball, with the flesh on both sides of his cheeks pressed together.
He blinked, looked at the pink and blue eyes in front of him, and struggled to speak, "I suspect you want to completely disfigure me."
"Ah?" San Yueqi was startled and quickly let go of his hand, "Ah, I forgot, so..."
At this point, San Yue Qi bent down slightly, moved closer to Cheng Che and lowered his voice, "So you came here to vent your anger because you were kicked out of the train?"
Then, Sanyueqi turned to look at Sangbo and said, "If Bad Sangbo hadn't informed us, we wouldn't have known you were in the lower area!"
"It's quite tragic..." Xing looked at the wounds on Cheng Che's face and hands and frowned slightly, "Are you injured?"
Cheng Che shook his head, "I'm not hurt, I'm not angry, I just had some free time while wandering..."
I intentionally let the robot punch the bridge of the nose, so one punch is enough, no more.
"That's good." Xing nodded, looked at Cheng Che and sighed slightly, "Do you know what Dan Heng suffered during the two days you were wandering?"
Cheng Che:?
A trace of doubt flashed in Cheng Che's eyes, "What happened to him?"
Being implicated?
It shouldn’t be that serious. Should you kill the entire clan for just one hair?
Dan Heng doesn't count as one of his nine clans, right?
"Dan Heng was forced to collect the hair dropped by the train conductor." San Yue Qi continued, with his hands on his hips and a serious face, "We get up early and go to bed late, which is more tiring than when we were pioneers!"
"Yes." Xing nodded and continued, "While collecting hair, Dan Heng himself was still losing hair."
What a pitiful little green dragon.
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che pursed his lips, "Okay..."
Then when picking up dinner, try to see if you can pick up some black sesame paste to nourish Danheng.
"What a pitiful little green dragon! It might as well be a boxing match..." Sangbo sighed and leaned back on the sofa, "Are you guys leaving Yalilo No. 6 now?"
"Yes." Sanyueqi looked around, squeezed Sangbo aside, and pulled Xing to sit on the small sofa, "We are going to explore the next place!"
“Great!” Sang Bo’s eyes lit up, and the next moment he suddenly met Cheng Che’s calm eyes, “Also…Also…”
Sambo looked around, seeing the speechless looks of the two women and one man around him, and tried to find a word to make amends, "Well... I will miss you guys."
Having said that, Sambo blinked, his light green eyes full of earnestness, as if he was really reluctant to leave.
"Then I'd be so reluctant to leave." Cheng Che pushed up his glasses, leaned against the sofa, took out his phone and browsed the news about the blockade, and said in a light voice, "After all, we are friends in need..."
"Friend..." Sang Bo hesitated for a while and sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Cheng Che.
He put his hands on Cheng Che's shoulders, his eyes sincere, "Please be willing to give it up."
Although he wanted to repay the favor, there was no need to do so at the cost of social death.
Him, Sambo.
I really don’t want my pants to suffer any more harm!!!
Cheng Che's eyes flickered, "That's not good..."
"That's good." Sambo said more seriously, "How can a pioneering journey be hindered by friendship? Don't worry, no matter how far apart we are, friends will always be friends!"
The words were so powerful that the two girls next to him were stunned.
Under the shocked and confused gazes of Xing and Sanyueqi, Sambo patted his chest, his expression solemn as if he was taking an oath.
Cheng Che pursed his lips, "Really?"
So Sambo...
Are you stressed?
"But……"