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Chapter 18 Sandro's Melancholy

Chapter 18: Sandro's Melancholy ()

Looking at the horse galloping in the fence, Sandro squatted on the ground in depression and didn't know what he was thinking. The freckles, filled with youthful atmosphere, were sometimes anxious, sometimes happy, sometimes sighing, and looked at them inexplicably.

"Captain! What's wrong with you? Didn't the lord agree to give us some advice on martial arts?" A team member finally couldn't help asking.

"But... it's been three days..." Sandro said in frustration.

It's been three days! Since the man who killed the true ancestor monster alone walked into a small room called "Studio" three days ago, he has never come out again!

"You guys, will you just treat us perfunctorily?" Sandro's tone was full of disconfidence. There were also strong people on this continent, but these strong people were either dragons but not tails, or pillars of a certain country. The three giants of St. Ostan are typical of this. Although General Rodman among the three giants will sometimes give a little guidance to them, these younger generations will definitely not satisfy their desire for power!

"It should... no?" The others looked at each other when they heard him say this. Although they said this, they felt more and more disappointed.

Just as they were worried about gains and losses, the war horses in the simple fence seemed to feel something, and they all stopped moving, stood there blankly, raised their heads and looked towards the direction of Sandro and the others. Then, a powerful and domineering aura spread from behind the guards!

"Tap, tar, tar, tar..." The steady and slow sound of horse hooves came from behind! Sandro's hair was standing up all over his body, and cold sweat unknowingly soaked his clothes! It was not because of fear, the feeling called fear had been covered by shock. He suddenly found that his body was not under control. The pressure generated by this substantial aura made him unable to even lift a finger! Everyone, including the most powerful war horses in China, were shocked and unable to move...

"Are you young people who want to receive exercise as Brother Feng said?" A low and magnetic voice. Strangely, when he heard this sound, everyone suddenly felt a warm current flowing into their hearts and then they all lightened. The amazing and powerful aura was still there, but it had no big impact on them.

Sandro breathed a sigh of relief, stood up slowly, and turned around with the other team members...

"Guru!" Then, everyone swallowed and looked at the creature in front of him who should be called "horse"!

The Kingdom of St. Ostan is not short of horses! Not to mention that because of the Kingdom of St. Ostan is good at relationships with the Orc Kingdom, the war horses are the best in both quantity and quality! Especially the war horses of the Kingdom of Kingdom Guards! Regardless of endurance, speed and weight, they are all elites from thousands of places!

And it is the elite of these elites who are as funny as short donkeys in front of this pure black giant horse!

The mane that drifts with the wind shows its unruly wildness! The black fur is as bright as silk that has just passed through the water. The muscles cast like steel are filled with power that is about to explode at any time! The thick limbs leave a row of shocking hoof prints on the ground! Even the pair of divine pupils are full of arrogance that looks down on the world!

"Pululu!" The giant dark horse was already accustomed to the guards' reactions and sniffed with contempt. Sandro came to his senses and saw the person sitting on the horse's back!

He has a slightly messy short black hair, a thin and firm face, and is wearing clothes that Sandro doesn’t know, so of course he doesn’t know! There is no denim in this world!

"Hello!" The man on the horse's back smiled and nodded to the guards, "Introduce yourself, my name is Kenjiro!"

"Well! The Black King isn't called a horse!" Feng Kan leaned on the sofa in the Jiyu Laboratory, raising his legs and holding a cigar in his mouth, proudly expressing his opinion, "That's the tank with four hooves!"

"Bang!" A tender little hand snatched the cigar with snatches, "No smoking is allowed in the laboratory!"

Feng Kan blinked his eyes resentfully because he stayed up late: "I said to Jiyu Jiang, when did you become a housekeeper?"

"Oh..." Jiyu looked at him with a smile, without saying a word, but the cold and fierce light overflowing from his eyes narrowed into a line!

"Uh! When I said nothing!"

It’s not okay to be unwilling to accept it. Jiyu is getting stronger and stronger now. Even the five young strong men are silent in front of her, let alone the old otaku!

"Did I remember that the Beidou God Fist was not passed down from a single meridian? How could Kenjiro be willing to teach Xiaosang and the others?" Yuyu did not pursue Lao Feng's "rudeness" too much, and directly expressed his questions in his heart.

"Well... I didn't ask him to teach all the secrets of the Beidou God Fist! I just asked him to teach some basic skills! Hehe... The unique skills of the Beidou God Fist! This is a good thing that can make people 100% use of their potential! Xiaosang and his team are already very good at skills, and what they lack is basic abilities! How could such a good-quality and beautiful Tao Kenjiro not be moved? Besides, I am also your creator, so you must leave some face for me, right?"

"Come on! I think it's because you put forward the conditions that he doesn't want him to refuse!" Jiyu glanced at him contemptuously, revealing his old truth without hesitation!

"Hehe..." Old Feng smiled awkwardly. Kenjiro, who had just recovered, did say that he could go through fire and water for Feng Kan, but the inheritance rules of the master must not be destroyed!

Originally, Feng Kan planned to use the resuscitation of Yuliya as a condition to "tempt" Kenjiro to submit! But to his surprise, Kenjiro refused without thinking! After careful consideration, he had come back and regretted it and wanted to slap himself. If you want to say this, you can only blame him: when he was making Kenjiro, he was in a state of great enthusiasm and thoughts surged, but he didn't pay attention and slipped away! What he did was Kenjiro who had made three more years of comeback after the decisive battle with the boxing champion! At that time, Yuliya had already died of illness!

For Kenjiro, his Yulia has always lived in his heart. Even if Lao Feng really revives another Yulia, it is not the lover he has longed for, but a similar stranger! The old otaku also has a deep understanding of this. Aren’t he willing to not revive than re-create Berudandi and others?

So, he launched the second set of "Kenjiro coercive plan"...

"I didn't expect you to be quite sinister!" Jiyu sat down on an eggshell-shaped chair floating about one meter in the air, and a rectangular orange-red virtual keyboard opened immediately...

"What do I mean by sinister? I'm not doing this for Ajian! Don't talk about the lack of it! What's the situation with 'his'? There won't be any accidents, right?"

"It seems that you can't believe me!" Jiuyu curled his lips dissatisfied with Feng Kan's skepticism, "It's just that the body is irradiated with excessive radiation, which destroys physiological functions! As long as the broken part of the gene chain is repaired, there will be no problem at all. This kind of small case can be done by elementary school students..."

"Then I really want to meet this 'primary school student' who can reach the level of a PhD in Biophysics!"

"Ah kid!" Jiu Yu suddenly stopped the work in his hand, turned around and gently threw a large bundle of autumn spinach to Lao Feng with his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Feng Kan was shocked, sat upright, his butt was about one centimeter away from the sofa, and he was waiting for the momentum to run away! According to his experience, once Jiyu talked to him in this tone, there would be nothing good!

"You have made great progress in your complaints!" Jiyu directly ignored his situation as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Well! Well! Well! Doctor, you are good at training!" Old Feng smiled so brightly!

"..." Jiyu Yu.

"..." Feng Kan.

"..." Jiyu Yu.

"..." Feng Kan.
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