Chapter 1962 (1/2)

Looking at the ”defeated” sword, Su Ming smiles.

Taking Peter with him is not just for Jason's reward, or simply helping the boy learn about cosmic mercenary knowledge. It's also an arrangement with more than one stone.

In dealing with the HIAs, it is not only Colonel Sanders who can restrain them. Anyone who is good at singing and dancing is their nemesis!

Like those soldiers who fought with several people before, even if they can kill a few Earthlings, they will be killed by their own people when they go back, because they listen to the songs, watch the dance, and violate the law of HIA in full view of the public is a dead end.

Perhaps they are not afraid of death, but it is meaningless to die like that, so the death knell has achieved their reputation of loyalty and bravery.

That's why, after meeting with swords, they didn't mention the soldiers who died in the death knell, and went into the closed space like the spaceship to meet several people alone.

It's a pity that a man of pure warrior origin like him is easily seen through by the death knell.

”Stop it, Peter. You've done something.”

Su Ming pressed the top of the boy's head, just like taking a picture of the alarm clock ringing by the bed, and the sound stopped immediately.

”Really? Then my earphone... ”

when Peter was happy, he looked down at the black ash under his feet.

The rule of the death knell is that if you give, you will be rewarded. No matter you or others, you should be rewarded for your efforts. He said with a smile:

”I will ask people to send you a new limited edition from the earth, and I will also prepare a big gift for you.”

”Thank you, boss.”

Peter puffed out a snot bubble happily, took a straw ball out of his pocket and chewed it happily.

Su Ming stood in the boy's original position, looked down at the sword on the floor, saw that the purple face seemed to be gray, and shook his head:

”you lost.”

”Yes, Supreme Master, I never thought that I would lose, and I didn't think it would be so hard to fail.” The swordsman lowered his head and looked very calm.

He knew that if the human boy really went to the battlefield, he could kill him by blowing his own breath. But in dance, I'm afraid there is no one in the universe who is his opponent.

But what else? There was no choice in the beginning.

The supreme mage, Thor, and Phoenix were on the side. The bell was threatening, and even said the word ”mad king”, which meant that he might turn his face and do something at any time.

The princess asked herself to stop the war. Whether she could achieve other additional effects in the plan was OK. Only when she believed that she could do it, she would be hard to get off.

However, after being found out by the death knell, he had no other way to let several people follow him to fly out in a captive posture, except for breaking the boat and competing with the opposite party's male dancers.

If you can't, you can't. That's the most difficult thing.