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"Haha, if Adam hears these words, I don't know what his expression will be. I'm inexplicably looking forward to it."
The person who said this now should be Medici. Only he has the confidence to comment on Adam at will.
Hasta glanced at Medici, with a slight smile on his lips, "I'm looking forward to what his expression will be like. After all, can such a paranoid person be moved by other things?"
As soon as these words came out, the expression of Soren Einhorn Medici, a young man sitting on the sofa opposite him, changed slightly, and his eyes became piercing in an instant.
Not everyone would call Adam bigoted!
Under their gaze, Hastur slowly opened the newly bought glasses case on the table and took out a crystal monocle from it.
Soren Einhorn Medici's whole body exuded a dangerous aura.
"Wait a moment, it's a little dirty."
Hastur slowly wiped the monocle with a glasses cloth, and then put it on his left eye.
The solemnity in Soren Einhorn Medici's eyes faded a lot, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, as if he was sneering at something.
Hastur looked at them and smiled, then slowly put the monocle on his right eye.
"Where did we talk just now?"
"..."
Soren Einhorn Medici Mouth
The mocking expression in his eyes froze, and he looked at Hastur suspiciously, "You are not Him!"
"I haven't seen you for so many years, Medici, your suspicion is still so serious."
rub!
Soren Einhorn Medici stood up from the sofa all of a sudden, his eyes full of shock.
Especially Medici, he never expected to meet Amon here!
If you think about it carefully, with Amon's personality, it is indeed possible to take away the pen of Asulehod and deliberately create some trouble for Adam.
Hastur just looked at Soren Einhorn Medici who stood up with a smile, and then took off the monocle from his right eye.
Hasta sighed slightly: "I'm really not used to wearing this thing, especially when looking at people, it's always easy to mistake people for someone else."
"..."
Soren Einhorn Medici's expression changed again, and finally he sat on the sofa again and said in a cold tone: "No one dares to joke like this to my face!"
"Everything has a first time. If you encounter it a few times in the future, you will get used to it."
"Hahaha, Medici, you too will be fooled one day!"
"Shut up!"
"You are so angry that you are so angry, hahaha..."
"Medici, you were successfully provoked by a young man. This must feel good, right?"
"Did you two successfully tell them apart just now?"
"We are not as familiar as you and Amon."
The proud laughter was mixed with an angry scolding.
As the three of them quarreled, another face grew on each side of the young man's cheeks.
Suddenly, the desk in front of Hastur suddenly exploded!
The three of them, Sauron Einhorn and Medici, who were originally suspected of being involved in internal strife, suddenly united their minds and wanted to kill Hastur sitting behind the desk in one fell swoop.
Unfortunately, their attack was somehow drawn to the desk.
Hastur, sitting behind the desk, was not injured at all.
I've been on guard against you old yinbi for a long time!
Hastur sneered. Since he dared to use Amon to tease Sauron Einhorn Medici, he naturally made certain preparations.
The current Soren Einhorn Medici is just an evil spirit with empty qualifications and a serious lack of strength.
He was able to scare even Adam back in the beginning, and after three days of preparation, he was naturally not afraid of Sauron Einhorn Medici's sudden attack.
"This is just a courtesy joke, I hope you don't mind."
After getting angry, Soren Einhorn Medici suddenly calmed down, with a warm smile on his face.
Gee, this is obviously because he is afraid that if he continues to fight, his true situation at this moment will be exposed.
So if the attack failed, it was deliberately said to be a courtesy joke.
"If it's just a joke, I naturally won't care." Hastur smiled, then looked at the desk that had been shattered into powder, and said in a cold voice: "But if you destroy something, then we need to talk about compensation. "
"blackmail?"
"This is a reasonable request. After all, you broke into my house for no reason and broke my desk."
"What if we don't pay compensation?"
"Then you are certainly a bad visitor."
A smile appeared on Soren Einhorn Medici's lips, he leaned back slightly, leaned on the sofa, and raised his arrogant and confident long legs.
Chapter 322 I Raised a Cat and a Bird
This casual and arrogant self-confidence reminded Hastur of the Djinn.
When He first came to the Hall of Stars for a meeting, he was so carefree and casual, putting his two long legs on the table.
"I really didn't come here with any good intentions. At first I just thought the atmosphere here was weird. I didn't expect that the people here are also weird both inside and outside."
The frivolous tone sounded like Medici speaking.
Hastur just smiled and said: "Since you are here to visit, don't you need to prepare a gift in advance?"
"Tsk, I'm not in the habit of preparing gifts for people." Sauron Einhorn Medici shook his head and said with the face on his left cheek: "Which old friend are you?"
"Friends? Isn't the word friend too luxurious for you?" Hastur's tone was undisguised sarcasm.
"We have a lot of enemies, but if they were really here, they would never talk so much nonsense." The person speaking was the face on the right cheek.
"It depends on how you want to resolve this matter today."
Hastur brought the topic back again. This fine desk was worth 100 gold pounds. They had to pay at least a small price to get over it.
"What do you want from us?"
"Hey, do you have anything valuable on you?"
Hastur's slightly raised eyebrows made Sauron Einhorn Medici sneer, "Sheep always want to disguise themselves as lions to scare predators."
"Sheep or lion, do you want to try again?" There was no panic in Hasta's eyes, and he was so confident that Soren Einhorn Medici could not make up his mind.
They who are on the hunter path are inherently suspicious and will not easily attack their prey when they are not sure.
"You want this card of blasphemy?" There was a red priest card floating on the fingertips of Sauron Einhorn Medici's right hand.
Roselle on this card of blasphemy is standing on a chariot wearing black and red armor, holding a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, looking towards the fierce fighting battlefield ahead.
I have to say that Russell on this red priest card is a bit handsome.
Hastur just looked at it and said, "It's barely enough."
"Haha, okay?"
Soren Einhorn Medici laughed. Three faces and three pairs of eyes were all staring at Hastur, as if he wanted to observe from the subtle facial expressions that Hastur was most real at this moment. idea.
Unfortunately, they didn't see anything.
As for his expression management, Hastur believes that he has reached a point where even he can't see through it.
At the meeting of stars, playing the role of stars in front of a group of outer gods in the past is much more difficult and stressful than the current situation.
"Meow."
Azshara suddenly called out, jumped from the window sill onto Hastur's lap, and glanced at Sauron Einhorn Medici with scrutiny.
Just this glance made Sauron Einhorn Medici's expression become slightly more solemn.
Hastur lowered his head slightly and stroked Azshara's hair, and said calmly: "Today, it's time to make a decision whether you are guests or evil spirits."
"Ah,
Even if Adam were sitting here today, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like this."
Sauron Einhorn Medici's expression turned completely cold, and his whole body exuded the aura of iron-blooded killing as when the war started.
Hastur curled his lips slightly and said: "If Adam was really sitting here today, you probably wouldn't even be able to get out of this gate, just bluffing and trying to scare away the predator's sheep."
"Do you think you've got us?"
Sauron Einhorn Medici folded up his long legs, leaned forward slightly, his eyes were cold and menacing, and an aura of iron-blooded murder was like billowing smoke, heading straight towards Hastur.
"Ah."
Azshara wrinkled her nose and sneezed, and the aura of war that came straight away disappeared.
Hastur lowered his head and rubbed Azshara's head, "Does this breath disgust you?"
"Meow."
Azshara replied, lying on Hastur's lap and closing her eyes slightly.
"This cat is very interesting."
Sauron Einhorn Medici's eyes fell on Azshara again, and this time they looked at it longer.
Hastur didn't speak, just looked at them.
"who are you?"
This is the second time Soren Einhorn Medici has asked this question.
No matter how they looked at it, they could not clearly see the true origin of Hastur, and even a cat was a bit elusive to them.
"Solve the matter here early, and you still have time to catch the last ferry leaving Puning Port today."
"Heh, my stuff isn't that easy to get."