Robin's calm eyes finally showed an uncontrollable panic, and the undulating and conspicuous chest showed her inner uneasiness intuitively.

"shut up!"

A clear shout came out from Robin's mouth.

Accompanied by this clear shout, two female white arms suddenly grew on Garen's shoulder drums.

Although this arm looks weak and powerless, it actually has a fearsome lethality:

As soon as these two arms grew, they instantly surrounded Garen's uncovered neck, and used fatal joint techniques to mercilessly on the most vulnerable part of the human body.

With a click, Garen's head was twisted by these two hands and rotated 90 degrees.

"He's dead?"

Clockdal was so surprised that he couldn't even hold the cigar.

"No."

The answer was Galen himself.

He twisted his misplaced head back as if nothing had happened, shook his neck twice, and finally commented with a chuckle:

"It's a pity that you don't use to be a massage technician, you're not going to be a massage technician."

Such a strange scene made Robin look disgusted, and Clockdal even more afraid of this mysterious guy.

Garen just continued to smile and said:

"Even if I keep my mouth shut now, it's useless. I have recorded several similar videos in advance and kept them in the hands of my subordinates."

"Any time I send it, it will attract the power of the Demon Slaying Order and CP0."

"you..."

Clockdal gritted his teeth and said, "How did you know?"

“It doesn’t matter.”

Garen waved his hand casually:

"What's important is, do you still dare to attack me now?"

He smiled like a villain who had succeeded in his tricks, happy, distorted and hatred.

Clockdal was almost angry with Garen and was coming out of the dust storm:

He really dared not.

Nicole Robin was originally the one who must be killed in the eyes of the world government, and the ambition of Clockdal not only took in the demon son, but also took the initiative to use Robin's archaeological knowledge to find the whereabouts of the historical text.

This has touched the bottom line of tolerance for the world government.

Once revealed, Clockdal will not only no longer be the King of the Seven Warriors Sea, but will instead become the focus of the world government's care because of his predecessor, the dazzling identity of the Seven Warriors Sea.

"Hahaha..."

Galen continued to maintain the villain pattern, smiling more like the world government's dog legs than Klokdal, the Seven Warlords Sea:

"The stealing of the country is just a minor crime, and studying history is a taboo!"

"If you have this handle in my hands, even if you can really kill me..."

"You can't sit quietly in the position of King Alabastan!"

Clockdal's expression was extremely gloomy, but his eyes suddenly became a little more powerless.

Robin looked at the strong villain-like smile on Garen's face, and even thought of the shadow of childhood years ago.

Her graceful figure couldn't help but tremble, and her mature and intellectual beauty was destroyed, leaving only the little girl-like fear and cringe.

"alright."

Garen silently withdrew the image bug in his hand, held Vivi's hand and stood up together, and finally said to Clockdal with a smile:

"Although there are many similar videos, the videos of you two appearing in real people are more convincing."

"The negotiations have been completed and the video has been sent to my subordinates, so we won't bother you."

After saying these words, Galen turned around and pulled Vivi, who was still a little confused, and walked out without looking back.

The sandstorm outside the window had already stopped, and the owner of the sandstorm sat on the sofa with some dejection.

There was a layer of cold sweat on Robin's forehead at some point, and the shadow of fear remained between his beautiful face.

This pair of bosses and employees who had their own thoughts finally stood in the same trench at this time.

"what to do?"

Robin asked with some fear.

"What else can I do?"

Clockdal said gritting his teeth:

“Our plan has been exposed!”

"Unless we can find all those videos, it's useless for us to kill that guy!"

“Retreat?”

Robin immediately habitually thought of escape, which is indeed one of the best options at present.

"No..."

Clockdal tightly grasped his only intact hand and said word by word:

"I'm not willing!"

"well..."

Robin thought of the historical text she had not yet discovered in Alabastan, and couldn't help but sigh with the Sand Crocodile.

Clockdal slowly raised his gaze, and the bloodshot protruded in his pupils looked like a desperate gambler:

"Since we cannot plan a country, let's fight..."

"At least we must find out the whereabouts of the historical text!"

....................................................................................................

Walking side by side with Garen on the way back to the hotel, Vivi's expression obviously became much more relaxed.

Not only did she clearly get Garen's help, she was also surprised to find that Garen actually had the handle of making the crocodile of the Seven Warriors Sea Sands throw them into the mouse.

Hope to save the national crisis seems to be right in front of you.

But there is no place to vent the joy in Vivi's heart, because the atmosphere between her and Galen has become extremely subtle now.

The two just walked side by side in the bustling street market in the rain without saying a word.

The surrounding environment is very noisy, but the air between the two is very quiet, and they maintain a tacit silence together.

As Vivi walked, she felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more charming, and her bold statement that she had claimed to marry Garen was echoing in the girl's mind over and over again.

The girl's cheeks became hotter and redder, forming a sharp contrast with her soft blue hair.

"Vivi?"

Garen's call suddenly rang in Vivi's ears.

“Here, here!”

Weiwei responded hurriedly, and murmured in a daze: "What I said before is open..."

Galen didn't hear the soft whisper in Vivi's mouth, but said with a focused look:

"I thought about it: With that handle, Clockdal probably won't have the courage to attack us head-on."

"So, the next thing to do is to clear Klokdal's influence in Alabastan step by step and replace his name as an Alabastan hero."

"In addition, the revolutionary forces within the king also need to be resolved..."

"Forehead..."

Garen looked at Vivi, who was obviously distracted, strangely: "Vivi, aren't you listening?"

"I..."

Wei Wei's lips moved slightly, and she couldn't help asking:

"You didn't speak all the way just now. So you were thinking about these things?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Galen replied naturally.

Vivi's face suddenly became gloomy inexplicably, making Garen very confused.

"you..."

Vivi finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Didn't you consider what I've said before?"

"What's the previous words?"
To be continued...