Chapter 131 WTF

After finishing the meal, Sean stood up, came to the door of the restaurant, stretched his body, and complained a little:

"Mikel, I don't want to eat mashed potatoes for my next meal, this is terrible."

Mikel also put down the spoon and was wiping his mouth with a silk cloth. When he heard Sean's words, he said calmly:

"Do you know that when we leave this church and walk out, we will immediately become the center of attention?"

"So what? This time we were inexplicably transported to the Qing Dynasty in the East, but this dynasty doesn't mean that Westerners like us must be killed when they see us on the street. It's still okay for us to go out for a meal. Bar."

At this time, Pease and Jer, who were still sitting in their seats, had also finished eating, but they tacitly agreed not to join in the conversation. They also expressed their disapproval of Mikel's almost strict and harsh management team. The method was a little disgusting, but Mikel's qualifications and status were indeed much higher than them. Therefore, even if the difference in strength between everyone was not obvious, no one dared to contradict his authority face to face, and only Sean, the bald man, A fool can use his stupidity to rush Mikel.

"Our side mission is to kill the Eastern listeners. This is their home court. We have to be careful. Once we go out, even if we imitate the priest's behavior and habits, we will reveal that we are modern people. Hidden Oriental listeners who don’t know our identity among the crowd will be able to know our identity.”

"So what if I know?"

Sean walked over directly and took out the package from under the table and opened it. Five or six heads rolled out, all with Oriental faces.

"Haha, even if they know it, what can they do?"

When the priest saw this scene of heads on the ground, he trembled with fright. He took a few steps back and began to pray: "Merciful Lord..."

Mikel glanced at the heads on the ground and looked at Sean:

“Do you think all Eastern listeners are so weak?

I believe that in this story world, there must be strong Eastern players that we should deal with seriously, but we haven’t met them yet. The more Eastern listeners we kill, it means that we are closer to meeting the truly powerful Eastern players. The audience probability is getting bigger and bigger.

Therefore, at this time, we cannot take it lightly. I don’t want anyone in our team to die because of this unnecessary carelessness.

Moreover, our main mission has not been triggered yet. When we don’t know what the main mission is, we must hide ourselves as much as possible. "

Mikel stood up and bowed to the priest, "Dear priest, please arrange a place for me to rest."

The shocked priest immediately nodded and took Mikel out of the restaurant to the bedroom.

Sean put his hands on his hips, blew a breath, and looked at Pease and Jer, "Everyone, as you can see, Mikel is like a timid little kitten."

Both Pease and Jerry leaned on their chairs, looking very lazy.

"I miss my cigars." Pease touched his red hair and said sadly: "Here, there is no coffee or cigars that I like to drink, only mashed potatoes that I have to eat forever. ;

Sean, it’s not just you, I’ve actually had enough. I even think that the reason why we didn’t trigger the main mission is because we are too low-key. We have been hiding silently and doing it ourselves in the dark. For us, the exposure rate is too low and the impact is too low. If we are more high-profile and have a wider scope of influence, maybe the main task will be triggered, and we don’t have to continue to stick to one here. The side quests have been waiting for a long time. Although these Eastern listeners are quite easy to kill, there aren’t many story points left among the few of us. "

Pease was arranging his hair sadly. Obviously, he was also very dissatisfied with this situation, but he was not like Sean, a reckless man who dared to say anything in front of Mikel.

"Just bear with it a little longer. It won't take long. Even if we are willing, the terrorist broadcasters won't want us to continue wasting our time in this church eating mashed potatoes. If we don't find something to do, according to the habits of terrorist broadcasters, it will He will also take the initiative to find things for us to do. Although I don't agree with Mikel's overly cautious and conservative style, but in a certain sense, he did not do anything wrong. Perhaps, we do need a little patience. "

Sean was very happy when he saw that his two teammates were echoing him from the front or from the side. His brain was of the same kind, and he was strengthened as a werewolf, which further highlighted his character traits through his bloodline. come out.

"Have you eaten enough?" Sean put his hand on the table and looked at his two companions. "I feel a little regretful now. Why did I just cut off the heads of these oriental people and bring them back as souvenirs?" I didn't cut off a few pieces of meat from them and bring them back, otherwise we would all be able to barbecue them now. There are two oriental women among them, and the two pieces of meat on their chests must be delicious."

Sean actually drooled as he spoke.

Pease looked at Sean with some surprise: "Sean, your taste is beyond our imagination. Please stay away from me. I am an elegant gentleman."

Jer also nodded, "This is really unimaginable. You actually want to eat human flesh?"

"Hey, I'm a wolf. Wolves naturally eat meat, and human meat is my favorite too." Sean didn't take it seriously. He was very satisfied with his companion's reaction to him, feeling that it was for him. A kind of recognition, wolf, is to be ferocious, to make others afraid of itself, "You guys sit down, I will go shopping nearby."

After Sean finished speaking, he opened the church door and prepared to go out.

Pease stood up and said, "Sean, it's better not to go out. Mikel will be angry if he finds out."

Sean was stunned for a moment. Obviously, although he seemed to be disdainful of Mikel, deep down in his heart, he was still afraid of that guy who was always calm and calm.

But it was too embarrassing for him who had just spoken in such a high-profile manner to back off when he heard Mikel's name. Sean waved his hand pretending to be indifferent:

"Forget it, it's okay. This church is not in the county town. Can't I just sit on the hillside and get some fresh air?"

Sean ignored his companion's persuasion and walked out anyway.

………………

"After passing this hilltop, we will soon reach the county seat." Su Bai said to the people in the carriage while driving the carriage, "Can you still walk on your own?"

"I said, Abai, you don't have eyes. We are all injured like this. We probably won't be able to walk in a few days. Monk and I are fine, but Gyatso is probably completely paralyzed." "

Su Bai nodded, but did not answer the fat man's words, but said directly to the monk:

"Should we take a rest in this county or go directly to the demon cave?"

The monk thought for a while and suggested: "Let's stop for a while. The dangers we encounter will not be avoided because we rush on the road quickly. In this regard, we must have confidence in the terrorist broadcast. We didn't waste much time before and went directly After arriving at Fulong Mountain, although we were all seriously injured in the end, it still only took a few days of the one-month period. So, we simply set aside some days to do the most basic recovery. Since we have arrived in the county, it is not far away from the demon cave. It’s only less than a day’s journey, so there’s still time.”

Just as the monk analyzed in the car before, everyone picked up the baby from Fulong Mountain this time, and the final result was unimaginably weird. This weirdness may lead to a horror broadcast to change the plot. Regulation, for example, if this wave does not unfold as a matter of course, then the horror broadcast will probably arrange for another wave to come out. This can be regarded as a behavioral habit of the horror broadcast.

As horror radio continues to play with its listeners for fun, smart listeners have also begun to figure out some of the habits of horror radio, or rather,

It's character.

"It smells so good, Su Bai, what is it?" Fatty asked after sniffing his nose.

"There is a group of beggars cooking in front. It looks like it's beggar's chicken." Su Bai looked over from a distance and saw that the beggars were indeed cooking beggar's chicken. After cleaning the chicken, they stuffed some fruits or dried meat into it. , then wrapped in lotus leaves and buried in a fire pit.

This way of eating is the way of eating beggar's chicken in ancient times. However, in modern society, beggar's chicken has become a popular delicacy in many places.

"Come here, Su Bai." The fat man was already greedy, "Come here, monk Gyatso and monk need to eat meat to replenish their bodies."

Su Bai rolled his eyes at the fat man, clapped his hands, put the little guy in the carriage, and left it to the monk to take care of him temporarily. Then he touched the fake braid on his head and got out of the carriage.

The fake pigtails were obtained by Lin Zhenying when Su Bai and others first went to catch zombies with Lin Zhenying. Monk and Gyatso didn't need them because they were monks, but Fatty and Su Bai needed to wear them to cover up. , otherwise there will be a lot of unnecessary trouble if you meet people from the government on the road.

Su Bai planned to spend money to buy beggar's chicken, so he walked straight over, but at this moment, a Westerner walked towards him on the opposite side. The Westerner was wearing a priest's clothes, but they didn't fit well, and Su Bai didn't see him either. The priests who lived through this period were actually bald and had a ferocious face. How could such an image win the favor of the local people and enable them to preach?

Xiao En, who was out for a stroll, also smelled the aroma and walked here with the same idea as Su Bai. When his eyes met with Su Bai's, both of them were stunned for a moment. Perhaps this was the sixth sense. They all felt an unusual aura from each other.

"You are so powerful and confused. Today, Su went out without fortune-telling. He met such dirty foreigners on the road. It really stained Su's eyes. It's really unfortunate for his family. It's unfortunate for his family." Su said. Bai shook his head exaggeratedly as he spoke.

"Ah, a poor scholar." Sean didn't quite understand what Su Bai said, but he could feel the obvious literary tone. His previous doubts were temporarily put behind him, and he got ahead of Su Bai. He walked towards the beggars.

After walking a few more steps, Sean suddenly felt something was wrong. He immediately turned around and saw that the poor scholar was already behind him and smiling at him. A sharp dagger actually appeared in this short moment. He stabbed himself in the waist.

"WTF..."