Gofa, full name Gofa. Northward.
Although Gefa is just a very common name, the surname North is absolutely extraordinary—because it represents the name of a real princely family, a family that really controls the Bay Area!
Although Gefa has always been very ordinary and even reserved in front of Ye Qi; but this cannot deny the fact that it was once the heir of such a family, even though it has become a thing of the past now—but some of it has been engraved on the In the bones of singing.
For example: the temperament of being in a high position, and the attitude that cannot be violated...
Facing Ye Qi, out of respect for the teacher from the bottom of his heart, he naturally sang respectfully and did not dare to go beyond the slightest; but facing a stranger like Moretti, especially in his opinion, was still rude. He is an extremely stranger, and he has also received the "approval" of his teacher, so of course the singing method will not be polite.
"Sir, please leave!" Looking at Moretti who was still standing at the door without any action, Gefa frowned, and his tone was cold with a natural ignorance—a kind of subconscious ignorance: "My teacher is now Don't want to see anyone! Of course, including you!"
After finishing speaking, Gefa stretched out his hand and wanted to close the private room door again; however, Morieti took a step ahead and entered the room dexterously—a metal sharp weapon pierced the air, and a thin stabbing sword entered the room after Morrieti entered. The moment of the room appeared on his neck—the sword was as wide as the width of the little finger, and the sharpness of the sword could not be seen at all, but the sharpness of the tip of the sword made it unnecessary to doubt its value as a murderous weapon.
The faint blue light wafting from the narrow sword made the temperature of the whole private room drop several minutes in an instant; it gave people a feeling of entering late autumn from the hot summer——as the youngest son of the Nord family, Gefa himself Of course, the weapons he owns will not be ordinary products. Although they cannot be equipped because the conditions for choosing the master of the holy weapon are too restrictive, a good magic weapon is still not a problem.
"If my teacher isn't here, and this isn't Miss Taylor's performance..." Gefa stared at Moretti coldly, holding a thin thorn sword, and said, "You are already a dead person!"
"Of course, I don't doubt it, sir!" With the thin stabbed sword on his neck, especially when the magic on the sword fluttered, the skin around Moretti's neck visibly had goosebumps; but at this moment, Moretti Ti still looked at the singing method very calmly, and said with a usual smile: "However, if His Excellency Ye Qi is not here, and it is not the scene of Miss Taylor's performance, it is impossible for us to meet! Isn't this a kind of An amazing coincidence?"
"Admirable coincidence? I prefer to call it an impudent collision!"
While speaking, Gefa's right hand holding the sword slightly pushed forward—judging from the strength on Gefa's wrist, he didn't just want to scare the opponent, but actually wanted to teach the opponent a lesson; Of course, Gefa has not reached the point of taking the other party's life; after all, even if Gefa gets angry again, the reason in his heart can still tell him what he can do and what he cannot do.
When Gefa's thorny sword touched Moretti's skin, it stopped suddenly - no, Gefa changed his mind, but his wrist was tightly held by Ye Qi; Ye Qi asked in surprise, "Teacher, you..."
"Okay, leave this to me!" Ye Qi let go of Gefa's wrist, and at the same time patted him on the shoulder; then turned his head and looked at Moretti: "Hi, we meet again! Excuse me Watch Mr. Hyena in concert!"
"Of course, if you put away the pistol hidden in your sleeve, I will be more happy to see you!" Ye Qi pointed to the sleeve of the other party's right hand, and twitched the corner of his mouth in disdain: "You know, such a Small firearms pose no threat to me! The only function is to make me hate you even more!"
"Ok, no problem!"
Moretti obediently raised his hands, signaling his harmlessness—in the face of an existence like Ye Qi, he knew very well that his little tricks were of no use at all, and it would be nothing but humiliation for him to continue That's all; compared to this, it's better to be honest and honest; what's more, he has more important things to do this time.
"Your Excellency Ye Qi, I don't mean any disrespect, I just want to sit down and talk with you!" Moretti tried his best to make him look sincere; however, the effect was obviously not very good; At the very least, Ye Qi does not accept this approach: "I am a demon hunter, and you are the captain of the combat team of the Supreme Government Secret Service, we are not in the same camp at all; therefore, I am not interested in your proposal; of course, you I am still very grateful for the teachings I gave to my disciples before!"
Straightforwardly pulling Molieti aside, Ye Qi couldn't help smiling when he saw the slightly dazed singing method—at first he thought he was in control, but the situation of being overturned in the next moment is not acceptable to anyone; and the singing method Obviously it was stimulated by the action of Moretti's pistol before.
"Don't have any self-blame or doubts! Believe you, you have done better than most people before!" Facing the hesitant disciple, Ye Qi rarely fulfilled the duty of a teacher: "You just lack this ability. It’s all about experience! If there is a next time, I believe you can do better!”
"I see, teacher!"
Gefa nodded and took a deep breath—obviously he wanted to use this method to engrave the previous moment in his mind so that he would never forget it.
"Your Excellency Ye Qi, wait..." Seeing Ye Qi go straight back to the sofa after pointing out his disciples, Moretti didn't want to yell; and this time he didn't try to arouse Ye Qi's curiosity by beating around the bush again. , but directly stated the purpose of coming: "I need your help!"
"Help?" Hearing that the other party finally said what he had been looking forward to for a long time, a smile flickered on the corner of Ye Qi's mouth—however, because of the problem of sitting posture, Moretti and Gefa didn't see it; Ye Qi was delighted to take the bait, but Ye Qi's voice was still calm at the moment, and there was even a trace of sarcasm in his tone: "When did my relationship with you reach the point where we can help each other? Moretti, are you too Do you think too highly of yourself?"
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