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610 Departure II

Chapter 610 Leave Two

Passephine came to the mirror and carefully sorted out her appearance, but she had no choice but to the two deep eye sockets. She opened the door, and the dazzling light in the corridor made her eyes narrow, and then gradually adapted. With a vague memory, Passephine found the door leading to the front, pushed it open, and walked into the bar.

There was a smoky atmosphere in the bar.

Dozens of men and women gathered together, shouting desperately, and making noise. The ground was filled with empty wine bottles, and inferior cigarettes had already formed an indissipative fog in the air, so thick that it was hard to open its eyes. The bar music was strong, but no one came to complain and quarrel to sleep. After all, half of the people in the town were crowded in this small house.

The tables and chairs were moved to the side and close to the wall, with only a table and a few chairs in the middle of the bar. A beautiful woman was sitting on the chair, holding a few playing cards in her hand. The elf's big eyes did not look at the cards, but stared at the man sitting opposite her. The bar suddenly became quiet, and everyone consciously closed their mouths, and the man's eyes moved back and forth on his cards and the woman's face, but did not look at the expressions of the onlookers. In Leeds, gambling is an important criterion for evaluating a person. He finally made up his mind, shouted, slapped the cards heavily on the table, and said, "I don't believe it, this hand can't take off your clothes!"

The woman smiled fresh and brightly, with a bit of a girlish childishness, but when she put the cards on the table, the man opposite immediately knew that the smile was just an illusion. Her cards were just a little bigger than him, and the little panic that flashed through her eyes just now was just for him to show. So the woman smiled and took away the bet on the table, and rushed to a very well-maintained slight moment. Without looking back, she accurately threw it into the bag behind her.

The lost man left his seat unwillingly, and another man immediately made up and reshuffled the cards. A new round of gambling began again. The gambling game was very simple. Men bet with weapons or food, while women bet on their clothes, and they took off one piece if they lost the game.

The woman's clothes were very simple, including scarves, lace-edged white shirts, dark trousers, leather boots. Even if she included watches and earrings and necklaces, there were not many things on her body. The light and soft shirt was pressed against her, looking at the smooth and undulating curves, there should be no extra accessories under the clothes. Now she has taken off a pair of boots, revealing her feet wrapped in black stockings. But she was like her boots still wearing them well, crossing her legs and shaking them rhythmically, making people's hearts rippling.

Scarves, earrings, watches and a pair of stockings are just four things. Earrings and stockings are the same, just like boots. In other words, if she loses four more times, it will be her turn to shirt or trousers, and then the real exciting show will begin.

The men and women in the bar are looking forward to a wonderful start, with only a small separation. Men are looking forward and excited, while women are looking forward and hating.

Seeing the woman at the gambling table, Persephine woke up instantly.

Elena! How could she be here? And she looks like she has been gambled for a long time!

Persephine was on guard, but he did not have the urge to touch the gun, which showed that Elena did not become hostile to her. It was precisely because of this that Persephine did not feel her arrival.

"Sister." A call came from behind. Persephine turned around and saw a lonely person sitting in the corner of the wall, which was Oberen. From the faint sharp aura, it can be seen that this former big boy has now completely become a man.

Passephenie walked to Oberen, lifted him up, then reached out and searched him, finding two pistols with delicate shells that seemed to be crafts. She was very satisfied with the two pistols, so she said, "Good stuff! Now it's mine!"

Oberen smiled bitterly, and was really helpless at this domineering and always unexpected sister. After Persephine sat down in front of him, he looked into Persephine's eyes and said seriously: "Sister, come back! We need you!"

Realizing Oberen's seriousness, Persephine put away her smile and said firmly: "Impossible! If I go back, there will be a total war between the family and the Speaker. The situation is now the best result."

Oberen leaned forward and stared at Persephine without any permission: "Then why are you making a public appearance here? I am afraid that the Speaker will not find you?"

Passepini leaned back and made herself feel more comfortable. She smiled lazily and said, "I'm different! I'm very proud of my face. How can I not find it back if I suffer a loss? And I like this very much, and I don't want to see it ruined by the Speaker's army. At least the gambling products here are very good, right?"

"This is not a reason! Sister..." Oberen wanted to say something else, but Persephine interrupted him, leaned closer, stared at Oberen with bright eyes, and lowered his voice and said, "Hey, you got together with Elena, right? What's the progress? Who took the initiative? Also, she bet with so many people to take off her clothes, aren't you worried?"

Oberen's face turned slightly red, avoiding the previous questions, and said, "It's okay, even if everyone here loses her pants, it's not her turn to take off her shirt. She wants to win all the guns back, but there are so many guns here!"

Passepini snorted, her face a little bad, and said, "There are many guns here, because most of them were sold to them by me."

"...Well, sister, go back with us? Scorpion is very restless recently." Oberen wisely changed the subject. He saw that there was a dangerous light in Persephine's eyes, constantly looking at Elena. Oberen, who knew her habits, knew that she was seriously thinking about the possibility of defeating Elena.

"Sister!" Oberen screamed with a wry smile.

"Hmm? Where did we just talk about it?" Pastherfini came to her senses.

Oberen looked into her eyes and suddenly asked, "Don't you want to die?"

Passephenie suddenly bowed forward, grabbed Oberen's collar, and said angrily: "Don't you think I'm living a wonderful life now?"

"What should I do if the Speaker's man comes?"

"beat!"

"Maybe it was Haydn, maybe it was someone who was better than Elena. What should you do then?" Oberen pressed step by step.

"If you can't beat it, run away. Do I look that stupid?" Passephenie looked at Oberen with an idiot.

"You are like!" Oberen faced her gaze and stared for a long time, but could not tell whether her words were true or false. He sighed and said, "We will soon launch an attack on the front of the Speaker's Army."

Persephine was stunned: "Didn't you just say that Scorpion is very restless recently?"

"It's not just restless, it's crazy. From the guys I caught, I knew from the brains that there was an apostle that seemed to be reviving. So they attacked everywhere without any casualties."

"Then why do you have to fight on both sides?" Passephine asked.

"Because in this way, the Speaker will fight on the third line."

"If Morgan refuses to support us and the Williams family joins the war, you will also fight on the third line!"

The atmosphere in the bar was still very warm. Amid the cheers like tide, Elena took off her scarf, earrings and watches one by one, but she won more. There were two big backpacks full of weapons behind her, and the third one was half-loaded. However, people's enthusiasm was even higher. As long as she won again, even if she only took off her stockings, she would not miss a little climax.

However, the conversation between Persephine and Oberen's siblings had already reached a deadlock. The two were very similar, both of whom were talented and firm in their will, so it was difficult to be convinced. When Oberen was still young, Persephine used violence to resolve disputes between his siblings, and now of course this method cannot be used anymore.

Neither side could convince anyone, and finally Oberen stood up and said, "No matter what, you must leave here. Your goal here is so obvious, it will only give the other party a chance to concentrate its strength and kill in one fell swoop!"

"I like this." Pastherfini began to be rogue.

Oberen sighed, grabbed her hand, and said helplessly: "Sister, live well. I remember that you taught me the art of war. Why do you forget it now? We still don't see hope, but as long as we persist, there will always be a dawn. No matter what, I believe that guy Su must be alive and will definitely come back. You don't want him to see you when he comes back, right?"

Passephenie looked at the fanatical crowd in the bar and sighed, "I'm leaving, they'll all die."

"You are here, they die faster!" Oberen retorted.

Another quarrel that was meaningless and ended up, and it ended up in an unhappy way.

The bet in the bar is coming to an end. The men successfully took off Elena's stockings, but lost everything they could use as bets. In the end, they could only watch Elena carrying four big backpacks alone and leaving the bar with Oberen. The people in the town all had good gambling, but no one was lying to pay. Some people had their own ideas. Seeing Elena carrying a backpack weighing hundreds of kilograms as if she was carrying a small shoulder bag, they wisely gave up their ideas.

Oberen did not rush to leave, but stayed in Leeds for another day, walked around the town, and chatted with people from time to time. He was elegant and had strong strength as his foundation, was humble and very popular. Persephine left Leeds early in the morning and went to the wilderness to hunt treasures. She didn't want to argue with Oberen anymore. Although she understood why Oberen insisted on attacking the Speaker, she just didn't want to go back.

What about Su, what about the child? She doesn't know.

Now, she smiled, quarreled, drank and raced, passing countless bullets every day, burning her beauty and ostentatiousness at all times. However, she was empty.
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