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Chapter 8 We are civilized people, how can we rob?

Seeing Sir Wilson's longing expression, Cinderya was crying in her heart. Fortunately, you didn't go, otherwise you would definitely regret it...

"About this..." Xin Deliya sighed and looked at Zhao Qiankun and the other two: "These three are from the New World..."

"Oh?" Sir Wilson's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Just just now, I was guessing that Mr. Zhao Qiankun and Miss Lilith are ethnic minorities I have never met before, and I didn't expect that they were really residents of Carlo Continent? So, the expeditionary forces have conquered the New World?"

"It's almost the same!" Zhao Qiankun smiled and said, "The Expeditionary Force has been conquered!"

"Ah?" Sir Wilson didn't react. Listening to Zhao Qiankun's somewhat unfamiliar Babylonian language, he looked at Cinderia: "Mr. Zhao Qiankun, haven't quite understood the active and passive relationship in Babylonian grammar?"

Xindeliya lowered her head in shame: "No, he has a very good language talent, learns very quickly, and has no problem with expressing..."

Zhao Qiankun smiled and said, "To be precise, I want to see you! This lady Xindeliya is my captive and guide!" As he said that, he took a sip of the tea made by Sir Wilson: "It tastes good, it has a unique charm!"

Sir Wilson still didn't turn too far and looked at Cinderia: "You mean, our Babylonian steel fleet, the invincible expeditionary force, was frustrated on a different continent?"

Xindelia nodded: "We have a huge deviation in our estimates of the New World. They have mastered powerful forces that we cannot understand... We are powerless to resist, like a conceited child challenging a strong knight, overestimating our abilities..."

"This..." Sir Wilson was shocked by the words of Xindeliya. His eyes looked alert at Zhao Qiankun and the other two, and these three people, especially Zhao Qiankun in the lead, looked very casual...

Sir Wilson was so excited that he suddenly stood up and pulled Cinderia behind him, then stepped back and pulled out the pistol at his waist, pointing at the three of them!

This movement is smooth and flowing, and it is obvious that it is an adventurer who has been practicing martial arts for many years and has experienced!

"Don't come over!" Sir Wilson protected Cinderia and retreated to the door, kicking open the door: "Madam, go out and call the guards first, I'll hold them!"

But ironically, even though the door was opened, Cinderya did not escape, but closed the door with her backhand...

"Miss Cinderia, what are you doing?" Sir Wilson frowned, and Cinderia sighed: "You are useless like this... Alas, if you don't believe it, you can try shooting..."

"What?" Sir Wilson didn't understand what Cinderia was saying. At this time, Shuai took a step forward and made an attacking gesture. Sir Wilson also heard that the New World people were strong, and even if they had no advantage in close combat, they would decisively shoot!

Bang! The smoke of gunpowder rose and the fire suddenly appeared, but the handsome man opposite was not knocked down!

Sir Wilson widened his eyes. He was very confident in his shooting skills and could not miss the shot unless...

Next, he saw a scene that made him doubt his life!

The handsome man opposite moved his mouth and spit out a bullet in his palm. Then he swung his hand and threw it back with a snap, piercing it and directly penetrated the thick wooden door!

It's only more powerful than his gun!

Wilson was stunned, and Cinderia looked at him and shook her head: "It's very complicated... I don't know where to start... Let's put it this way, these three people came to Babylon, and this empire...is basically equivalent to falling..."

Sir Wilson blinked, looking at Cinderia with confusion and inquiry...

Xindeliya simply told the experience of the fleet, and in a few words, she described the magical magic of this new continent, including the giant that the sky created by Zhao Qiankun.

After confirming that the woman was mentally normal and did not lie, Wilson sighed and looked at his desk, the guess about the destruction of ancient Babylon that he had just put down...

He is a little convinced now that what is said in that book may be true...

"What do you want to do when you look for me?" Knowing that all your resistance was futile, Sir Wilson sat back on the sofa and looked at Zhao Qiankun: "What the butler said is to tell me the truth about the cracks on the moon, it's just an excuse. What is your real purpose?"

Zhao Qiankun shrugged: "You misunderstood us! I came here to tell you the truth about the cracks on the moon! But I don't want your ten thousand Mina, I just like one of your collections!"

Sir Wilson narrowed his eyes: "With your ability, just take whatever you want, why not do it in one go?"

"How can that be done!" Zhao Qiankun smiled and said, "We are reasoning and civilized. We can rush to others to conquer and plunder. That is the behavior of the barbarians!"

Sir Wilson was stunned, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Okay, please tell me, how did the cracks on the moon come from?"

"Well..." Zhao Qiankun laughed and said, "It was split by a brave man with a holy sword!"

Hearing this answer, Wilson was stunned, looked at Zhao Qiankun's face, and was silent for two seconds: "You might as well just snatch it!"

"What I said is true!" Zhao Qiankun spread his hands: "In the eyes of you Babylonians who have never seen the world, it may be difficult to understand, but this happened a few months ago..."

Next, Zhao Qiankun briefly talked about the great turmoil in West Carlo State, including the sword that the last brave Haierro slashed at him...

"By the way, the yellow beard you captured actually defected because of that unrest!" Zhao Qiankun smiled: "He is indeed a first-class master on the road, but he is limited to first-class warriors. There are many top-notch strong men above him, including those terrifying prehistoric giant beasts, and they are not something that your so-called invincible fleet can compete with!"

What Zhao Qiankun said is indeed incredible, but his tone is calm and his logic is clear. Sir Wilson, who has dealt with countless people, can tell whether a person is telling the truth or lies. Especially after seeing the magical skill of picking up bullets, Zhao Qiankun's words became even more credible...

"It seems that this expedition is really a complete joke..."

Wilson sighed and looked up at Zhao Qiankun: "So, which of my collections do you like again?"
Chapter completed!
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