Qian Jin looked back at Duren Burg, who got through General Wind’s arms, walked toward him, raised his right palm and opened his mouth for another speech.
"Hey, buddy, don’t be moved by me, as I said those words to cheat Uncle Wind." Duren Burg lowered his voice in a mysterious way and whispered to Qian Jin ears, "Indeed I was afraid of finding nowhere to get free cigarettes if you passed away. It is difficult to find out a child like you who isn’t clear on the values of cigarettes."
Hit upon by Qian Jin’s kick, Duren Burg, the Hydra Bloodline Warrior slid to another side and escaped the kick. A naughty smile danced on Duren Burg’s face.
Under the close watch of Qian Jin, Fanta Kunge said unconsciously, "You have promised me to help me become stronger. Now that you haven’t lived up to your promise, I have to follow you."
"I have nowhere to go." Cech Flet said briefly.
Qian Jin chuckled at these three people, "The reasons you fabricated are so clumsy."
