Lancelot sat down opposite the crow, crossing his legs like him.

Wu Wu was stunned. He thought that after saying those words, the other party would show a look of disappointment or anger, not to mention that he also blew up the other party's helicopter.

He just wanted to see this man who was always calm and composed lose control, but Lancelot was as quiet as a Buddha, a Buddha with flowing blond hair from France.

Lancelot took out a small steel flask from his clothes, with two small steel cups fastened to the mouth of the flask. Lancelot poured a cup each for the crow and himself, which contained the fragrant aroma of brandy.

At this moment, the sea breeze was strong and the thick fog was like an ever-changing violent current. The gun-wielding commissioners took a few steps back according to Lancelot's gesture and disappeared into the fog. They sat facing each other and drank, feeling an indescribable Zen feeling.

"Let's have some music." Lancelot took out his cell phone, selected a song, and put the phone between himself and the crow.

A slightly hoarse song, with the piano playing a low beat, sounds like a narrated story in the vast sky and sea.

--'Desperado, why are you still awake?

You have built walls around your heart for so long.

Oh, you stubborn guy,

But I know you have your reasons,

The things that make you happy now,

It can also make your heart ache.

…

Outlaw, you are no longer young,

Pain and hunger force you to look back,

Freedom, oh freedom, that's just a legend,

Your prison is to travel across the world alone.’

Crow frowned, "Desperado?"

He is not a fan of European and American music, but this song is so famous. The Eagles' song in 1973 is still often heard in bars today. It may not cater to the tastes of young people today, but it does appeal to some old guns.

It's really full of memories for my son.

"Does it look like the song written for Lu Mingfei?" Lancelot asked.

"What kind of desperado is he?" Crow asked, "He was just forced by you to have no way out."

"Anyone can become a desperado, as long as he feels that there are some things in the world that are more important than life." Lancelot sighed softly, "Lu Mingfei never has no way out, but there are some roads where he will die.

Neither of them would choose. His cowardice is actually an illusion, he is the most stubborn among us."

"Is this a compliment?" Crow was confused.

"It's just a feeling. He is such a stubborn person, and I would be happy for him to have a friend as stubborn as Mr. Zuo Bo." Lancelot said: "But a desperado like him always escapes.

But for something like fate, the only salvation is probably love."

"I don't understand. Are you showing off your literary skills to me?" Crow was alert and confused.

Only this time, Lancelot did not answer immediately, but hummed the last line of the song quietly along with the music.

--'You'd better let someone love you before it's too late.'

…

Lone ship, cold storage.

The monks chanting sutras have fallen silent, and the beast-like murderous intent burst out from the pair of holes. It is not the angry eyes of Vajra, but the evil Buddha's thirst for blood.

The frogman twisted his body and broke off the ice spear that pinned him. At the same time, he waved his exaggerated claws and rushed straight towards Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei was no longer Wu Xia Amon at this time. When the sharp claws attacked, the short arc knife was already blocked by his side. At the same time, he stepped on the frogman's chest and kicked him backwards.

.

But the frogman immediately bounced back when he landed, and his sharp claws struck Lu Mingfei's throat twice. The two men fought close to each other, and the short arc knife and the sharp claws collided dozens of times in just half a minute.

Sparks flickered in the darkness.

It is hard to imagine that this is something that a mixed race with a hole as big as a bowl in the abdomen can do. Lu Mingfei was secretly surprised. He had used seven or eight fighting methods from different regions in half a minute, but there was no such thing.

Any one can stand up to this frogman.

The incredible bones and incredible muscle strength allow the frogmen to attack at will without having to follow any common rules of fighting.

The other frogmen also broke free of the ice spears one after another. Even though they were covered in blood, they still assumed an offensive posture, bending their forelegs and lying on the ground like wild beasts, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.

However, they did not attack immediately. Instead, they surrounded Lu Mingfei and the frogman, as if they did not want to rely on numbers to win.

Seeing that Lu Mingfei was trapped in a tight siege, Nono couldn't hide his eager eyes. He picked up his submachine gun and fired a burst of fire.

At the same time, Gu Chen signaled to Chu Zihang to let him and Nuonuo evacuate to the entrance of the icehouse while stepping into the siege.

Those frogmen seemed to have focused their attention on Lu Mingfei, but in fact they were extremely wary of him. They had already looked over when he had just made a move.

A pair of bright golden eyes exudes frightening murderous intent.

After just half a second of looking at each other, except for the frogman who was indistinguishable from Lu Mingfei, all the other frogmen rushed towards Gu Chen. Some swept away, some jumped from the bulkhead, and some

Crawling from the top, they are like a pack of hunting wolves, surrounding and killing the prey they are targeting from all directions.

…

A giant claw fell from the sky, and Gu Chen met it with a punch. The heart-wrenching sound of bone cracking instantly sounded, and along with a shrill scream, the frogman who rushed from the top of the cold storage twisted half of his body and flew back.

On the side was a thin and dexterous frogman who opened his arms as if to hug him. The next second he was kicked in the head, his cervical vertebra was instantly broken, and he was twisting on the ground trying to get up to no avail.

Another frogman appeared behind Gu Chen as if teleporting. The silver stabbing sword flashed and the tip of the sword pointed directly at his back.

The steel of this sword turns out to be ancient Utz steel, a special steel produced in India that has long since disappeared. The black and white patterns are layered on top of each other, making it dazzling.

Before thrusting out the sword, the frogman gathered his momentum for a moment, and put one hand behind his back like an elegant nobleman. It looked no different from contemporary fencing, but the power and speed contained in the attack were frightening.

It's too fast, as fast as a bullet coming out of the barrel!

Then the silver sword light was caught between two slender fingers. As Gu Chen bent and flicked, the famous Wutz steel broke with a sad cry, and the sword blade shot into the frogman's Tianling Cap, directly chipping away the rest of it.

Half a head.

In addition, there are countless frogmen who broke out of the ice. They roared and used their roars to suppress the trembling when they faced those supreme children's holes. They were once excellent dragon slayers. Even if their consciousness disappeared, they would still be there.

He has an undying instinct against pure-blooded dragons.

Gu Chen didn't use his word spirit at all, but his reaction and speed were difficult for ordinary people to capture. Every punch or knee strike he made carried a huge amount of force, and every blow would surely cause a frogman to lose his fighting power.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer frogmen rushing toward him, but the chaotic elemental currents around him became more and more turbulent. In Gu Oshen's chanting, bright fire suddenly appeared!
Chapter completed!