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Chapter 668 Estrel 7

 A clear whistle penetrated the fine rain curtain, with a sense of celebration.

"You said you don't have anything to eat, what's the matter? This is a big crowd!"

The visitor, covered in wet water vapor, jumped nimbly and nimbly to the high platform of the bamboo building, grabbed something similar to a piece of bamboo, then jumped in front of the clouds, pulled the injured man over, and dragged him into the heavy rain.
In the distance, a man's scream could be faintly heard.

You can attack your companions in a blink of an eye. It seems that these people do not care about brotherhood and sowing discord is feasible.

Yun Tuan looked at Shi Qing, who smiled at her and waved calmly.

She simply carried Wan Yanbao, who was unable to move, and walked over. The people at the same table looked over with interest. Under Shi Qing's eyes, those people left the small table.

"Afraid?"

Shi Qing looked at Yun Tuan's expression and curled his lips. The birthmark on his forehead was like a wisp of purple haze accidentally breaking into a black and white ink painting, which was particularly noticeable.

The girl's face was expressionless. Her ponytail was stained with rain and stuck messily to her back. Her lips were slightly white. It was unclear whether it was due to excessive physical exertion or fear.

"You..." Yun Tuan considered her words. She was not very close to Shi Qing, but if the other party had eaten..., she would definitely remind An Yuan.

"I'm not familiar with them, but this building doesn't belong to just one person."

Shi Qing looked at his left index finger. There was a small scar on the second knuckle.

Yun Tuan nodded and rubbed Wanyan Bao's head.

The bamboo building cannot completely block the rain. The rain falls straight along the gaps. It rains heavily outside and the rain curtains are dense inside.

Yun Tuan wiped the rain from his face and turned his gaze to the floor - maybe these bamboos connected with wires are suitable for making bamboo rafts.

But if it is not dealt with, it will definitely leak.

"The rain is about to accumulate, so it's better to hide in a cave." Yun Tuan sighed.

"If you go directly to the cave, there is no way out." Shi Qing flexed his knuckles and knocked on the table.

Yun Tuan looked at the tabletop and unexpectedly discovered that the rainwater on the tabletop did not drip through the gaps, but accumulated, and when it reached a certain level, it slipped from all sides.

The table can be used as a boat... It's barely feasible. The stool can be dismantled and used as a paddle.

However, there are many people and few tables in the bamboo building.

She and Wan Yanbao are relatively light, so they can share a table together, but not even Shi Qing. As for the men outside, none weighs less than 140 kilograms, they will probably fight.

"After a while, if someone takes action, remember to hide."

The cloud wiped the rain off Wanyanbao's face and whispered.

"You both should hide." Shi Qing held the table with one hand and smiled lightly.

If the water in the bamboo house didn't continuously leak over his head, it would be a beautiful picture.

Before he finished speaking, someone was already carrying the table and ran out. However... who made it to the third round of the selection was a character that was easy to mess with?

In just two or three breaths, someone rushed up with a bench and hit the person on the back of the head!

Bang!

The rain and blood mixed together, and there was a moment of silence in the bamboo building.

Some people stood up, then sat back and remained motionless.

"Sister..." Wanyanbao pulled Yun Tuan's sleeves with a thin voice.

"What's wrong?" Yun Tuan squatted down and leaned over.

"There seems to be something in the wall. Could it be a weapon?" Every time Wanyanbao said a word, hot air flowed over the tip of his tongue. His eye sockets and the bridge of his nose were very hot. He felt that he might have started to have a fever. Fortunately, he was still conscious.

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Looking up at the clouds from Wanyanbao's height, I saw a flowing shadow on the wall that resembled a surfboard.


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