Chapter 2092 (1/2)

Rainy night, slightly cold.

From Jiangnan camp to the East China Sea, the distance is still a little far for ordinary people, at least it takes two or three hours to drive.

But for a group of practitioners who transcend the innate realm, this journey is just a pediatrics.

This is with a group of reservists. If Liu Mingchuan acts alone, it will only be a moment for the sword to rise.

It took only more than ten minutes for the 200 odd men to arrive in the East China Sea from the camp in the south of the Yangtze River. Of course, this group of people was designated as not allowed to walk the official road on the surface. After all, the speed at which people were scared to death could not be seen by ordinary people.

What Liu Mingchuan and others don't know is that when they set out from Jiangnan camp, there is no trace of anyone in the luxury villa in the East China Sea.

There are several figures standing in the department store opposite the villa area.

Although Ozawa and others left the villa, they did not leave the East China Sea. After all, the gambling will not continue.

Gazing at the still quiet city of Donghai, Ozawa raised his hand impatiently and looked at the time: ”Mr. Archmage, now that the time has passed 20 minutes, it seems that the wastes of blue sword will not come again. Please prepare forty blood maids, and remember that I want more than count. ”

At the moment, Mr Ozawa can't wait to mention the content of the bet again.

The dark mage hid under the black cloak and said with a smile: ”don't worry, Mr. Ozawa. It's still some time before the end of the bet. We might as well wait and have a look. Maybe there will be unexpected surprise for you later, maybe?”

At the moment, the dark mage is very determined, because he firmly believes that the blue sword people will come. It is only a matter of time.

Seeing that the dark Master insisted so much, Ozawa turned a blind eye to him. He said to himself, ”a dead duck has a tough mouth. How can a blue sword fight against the Yin and Yang division family of dadongyi, unless they want to die.

A kind of self-confidence and conceit that has never been before is rising from the heart of taro Ozawa. It seems that arrogance has already become an indelible tradition of Dongyi people.

Time passed by like this.

Just when everyone, including Argo and Douglas, thought the dark mage was about to lose the game, something alarmed them.

The east gate of the villa area opposite, at the moment, a series of bodies like ghosts in the dark cross the wall and enter. Their body method is extremely fast, and their physical strength is extremely terrible. But in a flash of time, more than 200 body shapes have gone straight to the villa where Ozawa used to stay.

”Mr. Ozawa, what? I won the game after all, didn't I?”

With a smile, the dark mage felt the joy of a winner.

But Ozawa's face is rather ugly. The duck, which had already been cooked, flies away like this. How can he not become angry?

”Damn it, these damned and weak Easterners, they really dare to fight against my great ampere family. I will let them die, so that all of them can't get out of this villa.”