Chapter 212: Essentially

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At around seven o'clock in the morning, Watson time in the United States.

A dirty and somewhat blurry van staggered into a small manor on the outskirts of Washionton Tun.

Just as the car entered the manor, there was a cracking sound when it was at least two to three hundred meters away from the main villa. Immediately after, a black mist gushed out of the van's exhaust pipe. The entire van stopped like a dying old man who had finally swallowed his last breath.

"What a good car. If he breaks down halfway, we'll have to change to a fourth car."

Bread's driver's seat door was pushed open, and a dirty, almost immature man jumped out of the driver's seat, kicked the bread in front of him, and whistled with a smile.

This was a humanoid object that looked like a middle-aged man from the East.

That's right, the word humanoid object, There wasn't a trace of a joke on him, It was perfectly appropriate, Dust and mud covered his clothes that looked like a suit. Even his hair was burning with yellow mud, The mixture of blood and dust on his face was not complete. Because of his master's wiping, his face was rubbed into a mess, like an abstract painting. As he got off the car, the weeds, dirt, and even some rubbish on his body fell down, causing a strange smell to immediately emanate from the air.

The gray-haired van driver didn't seem to feel anything at all. A pair of eyes that had always been gentle and wise in the past were now blazing with astonishing heat. Even here, His body was still filled with battle intent that had not yet been completely extinguished. He instinctively scanned his surroundings, He casually took a step forward and pulled open the door of the van. The smile on his bloodstained face was hideous and terrifying, "Hey, I say, both of you, we're safe. I really don't know if we should thank God or thank ourselves for being lucky. Well, anyway, it's good to be alive. Only by surviving will we be victors, right?"

"Cough cough, Sword Saint, you've already lost your sword, yet you can still laugh. This is truly gratifying to me."

A tall and plump woman emerged from the van with a seductive tone. She coughed and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth as she teased.

She was supposed to be a very beautiful and charming woman, But his image was even better than that of the driver who opened the door, His entire body was dirty, His dazzle golden hair was stained with too much blood and dirt, She had already turned a strange dark red. Her beautiful face was completely different. She seemed to be the object of attention in the battle just now. There were two gunshot wounds on her shoulder and abdomen. The blood had stopped. However, all of this did not seem to weaken her at all. Instead, the dark and feminine aura on her body became even more vigorous.

Two pairs of straight and slender thighs landed on the morning ground while stepping on military boots. Two blood-colored footprints instantly appeared on the jade-green grass.

The woman stood upright as if she was ignorant. She wiped the window carefully and stared at herself in the mirror. After a moment of silence, she mocked herself, "Hey, God, I swear to you, this is definitely the ugliest day of my life."

"But in my heart, you will always be the most heroic and beautiful queen."

The driver, who was dressed in dirty blood mud, leaned lazily against the car door and flattered with a gentle tone. This kind of man seemed to be born with such ability. Even the most naked words could be spoken like the Oath Mountain Alliance, making people subconsciously believe it.

The woman called the Queen turned to glance at him and curled her lips. "Little Sword Saint, even if you said ten thousand words to me, I wouldn't take the initiative to climb onto your big bed. Oh, my God, your performance just now was too bad. You actually lost your sword, which shocked me."

"I am a Sword Saint! Sword Saint Yang Mo, Little Sword Saint is my disciple. Queen, you will know that I am not young at all! Also, I believe that someone will help me retrieve my sword, and very quickly."

Sword Saint Yang Mo straightened his body and said seriously.

The Queen chuckled. Her smile was impudent and charming. He deliberately glanced at the man's crotch and said playfully, "Is that so? The man from the East?"

Yang Mo's expression froze as he said embarrassedly, "Damn racial discrimination, Queen Andrea, I don't think we can have a good time chatting."

Andrea, known as the Shadow Queen, smiled even more clearly. '"Well, dear Yang, you're not my subordinate, but we've just fought side by side, so from now on, you can call me Andrea, and you'll always be my friend if you don't harm the interests of France. However, my friend, I never thought that your mechanical control technique would actually reach X class. Now that you've lost the sword in your hand, why don't you change your name to Chariot King? "Hahahaha."

"Fuck."

Yang Mo scolded dejectedly and rubbed his nose. Facing the Queen's teasing, he had a helpless expression.

The so-called mechanical control refers to the driving technology of vehicles, aircraft, and large yachts.

To truly test whether an expert has reached the X level, these are often additional subjects that are added to the romance.

X class.

What he measured was his body's combat strength, namely, strength, speed, balance, fighting skills, physical strength, instant explosive power, body flexibility, body endurance, and mental firmness.

If all nine indicators reached X-class, they would be a real X-class expert.

Apart from the nine indicators, there were also mechanical control and firearms control.

However, most of these two indicators were used on top-notch SSS + to measure their maximum combat strength. They were not the most important indicators to measure X-class.

After all, there was still an invincible emperor in the Dark World.

The Emperor could instantly break the limits of the nine major indicators. However, if it was gun control, the Emperor's gun control technique had not even reached the lowest F-class. In other words, the Emperor was not even as skilled as an ordinary trained soldier when playing with guns.

But even so, who would dare to say that the Emperor was not an X?

That's the strongest X!

No one!

"Why hasn't General Bamir come out yet?"

Andrea and Yang Mo waited beside the van for a while. Seeing that there was still no movement in the van, Yang Mo asked subconsciously.

"Oh, that big guy got shot in the butt. Maybe he's secretly licking his wound now."

Andrea laughed out loud. The X-class of the Dark World was often lonely and lonely, but if Queen Andrea of the French Shadow Throne was a friend of Vajra Bamir of the Gate of Diamonds, no one would refute her words.

"Oh, that's amazing flexibility. X-class is awesome."

Yang Mo sighed with admiration.

"Humph!"

Inside the car, a dull cold snort sounded.

Immediately after, the van shook slightly. A huge figure drilled out of the bread. The battle robe on his body had long been shattered in the process of fleeing. Now, he was naked, and his terrifying muscles were piled up one by one. From his upper body to his back, scars crisscrossed, and a wild and fierce aura suddenly pounced towards him.

"General, this look is awesome."

Yang Mo laughed and whistled.

A tough life and death battle, The three of them stayed together, From the car to the yacht, to the small plane, and then to the car, they frantically fled for six hours. After three cars were crippled, they finally escaped from the tracks of the dark dawn and arrived here. The soul-stirring danger was undoubtedly the most emotional thing. This was truly a life-and-death experience. Although it wasn't long, the relationship between the three of them was much closer.

Just like Queen Andrea said.

Friend.

In the eyes of the people of the Dark World, this word, which seemed to be becoming less and less valuable in modern society and was even frequently stabbed twice by this character, had an extraordinary meaning that was completely worthy of doing their utmost for each other.

Bamir's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything. He took a deep look, patted Yang Mo's shoulder, and then looked around.

In just an instant, his body suddenly tensed up, and all the hairs on his body suddenly exploded. Then, his entire body slowly relaxed, but his gaze had completely become serious.

"They are all elites."

Andrea scanned the crowd and shrugged, pretending to be relaxed.

She was nervous just now, but she hid it by joking with Yang Mo.

"Super elite."

Bamir said in a deep voice, Around the manor, Some figures seemed to be walking around the manor lazily, Sometimes they even stop to talk to each other, It looked completely casual, but as they moved, the entire manor seemed to have become completely sturdy. Even the pause in their chat was very particular. This kind of natural scene was not something that could be arranged at all. It was entirely due to the tacit understanding that was naturally emitted from the vigilance that was carved into their bones.

Under the lazy appearance, there was a group of momentum like mountain torrents. If they didn't move, they would already move, and if they moved, they would shake the heavens and earth!

If it weren't for the fact that they didn't have the slightest killing intent when facing the three of them, Bamir would have thought that he was once again surrounded by a secret service system at the Dark Dawn level.

If they were surrounded by such a powerful secret service organization, even if they were all X-class, there would only be one outcome. That was, they would be mercilessly torn apart, and there would be no chance of survival.

There weren't many people patrolling the manor, less than fifty, but Bamir could feel the terrifying strength of everyone present.

Average Strength SS +,

This is a super-power or developed countries can come up with a super-strong lineup.

This formation appeared in front of him. Although there were only less than fifty people, how many people were hiding behind him?

Most importantly, everyone present was a blonde, black-skinned, black-haired, and black-eyed Asian.

In such a large Asia, there were only two and a half countries that could bring out such a high-level lineup..

Divine Continent Empire.

Japan.

And the royal families of the north.

Only half of them dared to cast so many experts in the United States.

That was the royal family.

Imperial Clan, Law Enforcement Team!

A super elite organization that had been famous in the Dark World for decades.

"Law enforcement squad, hey, no wonder even the Divine Continent Guardian Mission was in a hurry to seek the support of the law enforcement squad several times. They are indeed a group of elites that people are keen to see."

Andrea was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

"If I bring a full-fledged law enforcement team, I am confident that I will be able to break through Dark Dawn headquarters in two hours, causing them to suffer heavy losses."

"Hey, buddy, are you boasting because Dark Dawn only has one X-class now? Oh, maybe two now. Williams should be there by now, right?"

"I have never been afraid of fighting. Force King Williams is my opponent, Vajra!"

"Oh, you are not afraid of battle, we have just fought, defeat.

"... Yang Mo, I remember you said just now that as long as we live, we will be victorious."

"That's right, but our Divine Continent Empire still has one more sentence. If you are serious, you will lose. That's just consolation. Essentially speaking, we are still alive. We can only be considered as not having failed too thoroughly."

"Essentially?"

"Yes, roughly, maybe so."

"Oriental people really don't know how to talk, Bamir, what do you think?"

"I agree with you, Queen."

"Ha, then I have to say, Bamir, the gunshot wound on your butt is really beautiful. What do you think?"

'"..."

"I agree with you, Queen. Look, I'm actually very good at chatting."

"I just don't know what kind of imperial consul the law enforcement team is. I heard that this organization is stationed in the Divine Boat Empire. I really want to see it."

Bamir, whose face was completely red, stiffly began to change the topic.

"Royal Consul?"

Andrea's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement. "Have you forgotten the first great law enforcer of the royal family who is now in charge of the consul? With that, I can even believe that the consul's combat strength will sooner or later surpass the law enforcement squad of their brothers."

Bamir was silent for a moment before nodding, "In essence, the War God King's combat strength is indeed a bit stronger than that of a side-by-side king. The two kings of the royal family are truly frightening."

'"Essentially? Come, Bamir, come and let me see if the wound on your butt is beautiful in essence. Your sister's essentially, the local people say that this king is inferior to other people's livestock. Let my law enforcement team take turns a hundred times. Essentially, your chrysanthemum will definitely be very beautiful at that time."

An unbridled laughter sounded.

In front of his line of sight, a man in his thirties walked straight towards him with a few cold subordinates.

"Your Highness, it's great to see you."

Andrea smiled and greeted him.

Sword Saint Yang Mo chuckled and didn't say anything.

Only Bamir's face stiffened and he opened his mouth, not saying anything.

England and the Royal Family.

Law enforcement and the Vajra Gate.

Side by side with King Vajra.

This is a familiar old acquaintance. Bamir understands the character of this shoulder-to-shoulder king very well. If he dares to retort at this moment, no, even if he retorts a single word, the shoulder-to-shoulder king will definitely not hesitate to give you an endless stream of words that are at least ten thousand words long and inexplicable.

King of Talk!

'"Alright, everyone. Welcome home. I guarantee your safety here. But now, I think you should take a shower and change your clothes. I've already prepared breakfast and can eat."

Wang Fuyu looked at Bamir and smiled.

The few of them casually chatted as they walked towards the main villa.

Just stepped into the villa.

Beside Wang Fu Yu, Wang Fu Yu's phone suddenly rang.

Shoulder-to-shoulder Wang was stunned for a moment. Then, he took out his phone from his pocket. When he saw the number, he directly connected it without any hesitation. He said indifferently, "How is the situation?"

'"Hmm... Hmm... Huh? Huh?! Fuck, is that kid crazy?! Did you say he didn't take the medicine? Did he forget to take the medicine? No medicine? Or did he take fake medicine? Could it be Viagra? Could it be Viagra? Tell me what he wants! Tell me, what's wrong with him! Where's the medicine? Hurry up and give him the medicine! Essentially, he should take the medicine!"

The side-by-side wang had just begun to deal with it, but as if he had heard some news, he immediately jumped up and cursed angrily.