Chapter 227

Black Jack felt that the world was spinning. Before he could figure out what had happened, he was kicked out, fell heavily in front of the door stairs, and then rolled to the solid ground like a roller.? Network??

"Boss!" Fusa and Lafite ran over from a distance and squatted next to black jack, attentively concerned.

Black Jack pushed them away and stood up.

"It's master Prometheus!" Fusa suddenly pointed to the man at the door and exclaimed.

Black Jack looked up suddenly. Prometheus had reached the stairs, and David followed him. Angel, who made him jealous, leaned against the door railing and looked at him coldly.

"Master Prometheus, I'm not here to trouble you." In front of Prometheus, Black Jack put away his rebellious attitude, "I just have a grudge against him!" Black Jack pointed to angel with anger on his face.

"I don't care who you have a grudge against! Not only do you do it in my shop, but also dare to do it in front of me. You are addicted to bullying rookies in the sky tower. You don't know how to write the word death, do you?" Prometheus was too lazy to listen to Hegel's explanation, not to mention the identity of angel. Just because Hegel dared to despise him, he had a reason to do it!

Prometheus glanced at the card cut in half. "Since you like hanging upside down so much, hang it for me!"

Prometheus did not know where to make a strong rope, tied Black Jack all over, and then hung upside down at the gate.

Prometheus's power level is much higher than black jack. He can't even resist from beginning to end. He was not only hung upside down, but also stuffed with a rag in his mouth. His eyes were red with blood, and his face swayed helplessly in the wind.

"Are you with Black Jack?" Prometheus tied up black jack, patted the dust on his hands and looked at the two people on the other side.

Fusa and Lafite had been standing on the side without moving. At this time, when he was called, Fusa trembled and said, "black jack is our boss... But we are friends with angel! We are friends!"

When Fusa finished the first sentence, Prometheus was ready to do it. But when he heard Fusa anxiously say the second half of the sentence, he looked back at angel.

Angel looked at Fusa and Lafite.

Fusa and Lafite returned with pathetic eyes.

When they were anxious, angel said leisurely, "they entered the savage cave with me."

He didn't say he was a friend, but he didn't say he was an enemy.

Prometheus, who had lived for decades, was absolutely an individual. He heard the meaning of angel's words.

Let go of Fusa, Prometheus turned to the alchemy shop and greeted angel with a smile.

Seeing Prometheus' attentive attitude towards angel, Fusa and Lafite breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they had a good feeling just now. But how did angel get to know Prometheus? Is Prometheus still so kind to him?

Angel and Prometheus exchanged greetings for a moment. Then David came up to Fusa and asked, pointing to black jack.

"What's the matter with this guy? He was fine just now. Why did he suddenly come and say he had a grudge against angel and shouted to fight and kill? Did you two speak ill of angel behind his back?"

Fusa quickly shook his head, and the fat on his cheeks shook like jelly: "I don't know! Just now he asked us where angel's clothes were made, and we don't know... Later, Lafite said that angel was dressed like Lord Sanders, so he changed his face and ran back. We can't stop it!"

When Fusa said this, angel had some insight in his heart, but Prometheus knew earlier than he did.

Prometheus sneered, "that's true."

"Master, do you know why?" Fusa bowed down in front of Prometheus with a dog leg on his face. Lafayette did not forget.

"His business was very famous in the early years, but his apprentice of that term is now either promoted or dead. The underground market is now full of new people, but the spread is weak." Prometheus ignored them and said to Angel:

"Black Jack's talent is actually very good. Lord Shuling praised him at the beginning. However, when assigning tutors, this guy clamored to worship Lord Sanders as a teacher. Even if an adult gave him a flying post, he didn't go."

Hanging upside down, Black Jack's cheeks flushed. He didn't know whether he was angry or the reason why his blood fell because of hanging upside down. He looked at Prometheus hard and wanted him not to say, but Prometheus ignored it at all.

Black Jack looked at his two younger brothers again, but at this time, they were looking at Prometheus dogleg, eager to hold his new thigh. They didn't have time to pay attention to black jack.

"Over the years, because no one has taught him, his level has always been in the current state. If he is willing to accept the flying posts of other wizard adults, why? But he has never accepted it. He has to worship Lord Sanders as a madman, and even imitate his dress."

"Why is he so persistent? Is his talent magic?" David asked suspiciously.

Prometheus shook his head: "of course not. His talent has nothing to do with the magic department. As for why he must take Sanders as his teacher..."

"In fact, I don't know much about it."

"I only know that he and Lord Sanders seem to have a little kinship. Of course, he is not a kinship, but a collateral branch separated hundreds of years ago. I don't know where this guy learned the information of Lord Sanders. It became his magic barrier before he entered the savage cave." Speaking of this, Prometheus shook his head and sighed.

Prometheus looked at Angel: "now you should know that you have worshipped Lord Sanders as your teacher. That's why he is unhappy with you."

Angel glanced at Black Jack. "I think it's just an excuse."

Prometheus was stunned, and a faint light flashed at the bottom of his eyes: "excuse? How to say?"

Black Jack's eyes glared at angel, and his mouth squeaked as if he were cursing.

"I don't believe he has such a long-standing obsession with a man. It's not a lover's relationship. It's just a distant relative a hundred years ago. He can't get such a deep obsession." Angel shook his head.

Black Jack was angry all over his face and kept swinging his body, trying to hit angel with a force.

However, all efforts were in vain.

"If you are obsessed with a person, how can you be willing to be a dust forever. If it's me, even if he stands high in the clouds, I will try my best to get close to him or even get closer to him. How can you be stubborn in the name of a 'master and apprentice', refuse other wizards' posts, and fail to improve for many years. It's a joke, so if he's not a fool, it's a joke It's all his excuses. "

"Forget it this time." Angel said, "next time he dares to trouble me again, kill me."

At first, he was a little guilty about blackjack. Now angel has accumulated hundreds of game experience. If you really want to kill Black Jack, why is it difficult.

Angel and David led the way to the alchemy shop, while Prometheus took out a knife and cut the rope.

Fusa and Lafite hurried forward to pick up black jack.

Black Jack got up silently and spit out the rags in his mouth.

"Even an outsider can see it. I advise you not to turn your life into a joke. It's best to stop being arrogant. Lord Wanzhi won't wait for you to turn back." After Prometheus said these words, he said coldly, "this time, for angel's sake, I'll let you go. Next time I dare to be wild in my territory, I'll never let you live!"

Black Jack silently wiped the dirt on his mouth, and his eyes were as dark as the deep sea under the night fog.

When Prometheus also left, Fusa leaned forward with a shy face: "boss, shall we go to the twilight deep well? Maybe the auction there has been renewed?"

Black Jack stared at the three people in the store, especially angel. His fists were clenched tightly and his veins stretched.

After a long time, he turned back and said, "go back first and come to buy a knife next week."

……

The lights in the shop were dim and yellow. On a log table with unique style, promy smiled and brought out the long cherished Xiangan red wine.

"This is a red wine from the beach of shampoo. It is the best of Xiangan red wine. It is said that when picking raw materials, the most plump young women puff out one by one with fragrant lips, and when stepping on music, it is trampled by the purest virgin with jade feet bathed in morning dew. The materials are very exquisite, and the taste is mellow and beautiful. Some moonlight grass powder is also added , it can activate collaterals and blood, which is very helpful to the body. "

Angel looked at the bottle of red wine and suddenly remembered the past many years ago. When pat manor used to produce red wine, it was very popular among the aristocracy in Watford. The slogan is: the most fragrant wine is stepped by the purest girls; The most mellow wine is made by the most beautiful young women.

If the upper class in Watford learned that those who step on wine are ugly and reckless men, and all of them are smelly feet, would they spit out all the old bad?

"I really appreciate you, but forget the wine." Angel's refusal made Prometheus embarrassed for a moment: "my mentor once told me not to drink before I was 18 years old, which was bad for the brain."

Angel said the mentor was Jon, but Prometheus misunderstood him as Sanders. Despite some doubts, would Sanders really say such kind words? But Prometheus put away the wine, and the embarrassment on his face dissipated.

"Then drink tea! I have superior black tea, which comes from the handicraft workshop of the night devil country."

"Don't bother. I came here to thank you. At that time, when I was competing with the parasitic mother, if you hadn't saved me, I might have become a corpse." Angel talked about the game with the parasitic mother at that time. In the dangerous place, he heard promy sigh again and again.

"I didn't expect the parasitic mother to have such a trick to directly erode her soul. It's impossible to prevent!" Prometheus sighed.

David nodded again and again: "if we announced how ugly the parasite's face is, maybe those crazy fans won't black you so much now."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, few people know my true identity except you." Angel is optimistic.

"By the way, if I have no accident tomorrow, it should be the last day of the game. After playing, I should have time to discuss the alchemical weapon you said with the master." Angel said to Prometheus, "I wonder if master Prometheus can introduce the weapon you want to make. What are the specific requirements?"