This is a fantasy world where angels and demons dance together, elves and dwarves play mahjong, and every imperial royal family member has a dragon.
In the Campbell black market, there is an ...
Li Aili took out the Flying Potion 4.0.
Leslie: "What's the problem this time?"
Li Aili: "Because we don't know what the problem is this time, we need to try it."
Leslie: "Assange."
Assange: "?"
Leslie: "Hold him down."
Assange lunged at Chalmont, who was turning to run away.
Leslie grabbed a bottle of Flight Potion 4.0 and poured it down the throat of Charles, who had been tackled and pinned down.
"Rescuing hostages is a small matter; one person is enough, right? The strongest assassin?"
"Charmond, whose power has already begun to rise slowly, thought, 'This little thing is a piece of cake for the strongest assassin!'"
Assange skillfully used Charmont's hook and chain to tie him around the waist, which would later serve as a 'recycling tool'.
Li Aili: "..." Honey, if you didn't shake when you said that, it might have a better effect.
Li Aili immediately took out a bottle of Wang Di's 'Thunderbolt Pill', tiptoed, and quickly stuffed it into Charles's hand.
"Go to the top floor and throw this pill to blow up the wall!"
Assange: "Don't forget to use the Holy Light to frame them, no, I mean to use the Holy Light to punish the evil enemy!"
Li Aili: "..." Just how much psychological trauma did that female judge leave on you?
Charmont floated to the top floor of the Lower Palace, and Assange quickly tightened the grappling hook.
Charles tentatively poured out a pill.
Li Aili said, "Assange, run back and pull him away."
Just as Charles threw the red pellet, a sudden tightening around his waist pulled him back several meters.
"boom!"
"Boom!"
The two loud bangs occurred almost simultaneously, one from the top floor of the Lower Palace and the other from the rock wall behind it.
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