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Chapter 142: Insist on 'dizi' and don't relax

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After biting the 'dizi', Jason subconsciously took a sip.

Immediately, a refreshing, sweet taste filled the mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Jason bit instinctively.

Can…

No bite!

With his teeth that can easily chew bones, he didn't bite the flute!

Jason froze.

But this didn't prevent him from continuing to suck hard, and his tongue circling the mouth of the flute.

A sweeter flavor emerged.

And until this time, the 'Piper' did not react.

He yanked the 'dizi' violently, about to pull out the 'dizi'.

But Jason was biting the flute tightly, and his whole body was dragged down on the table because of the strength of the 'piper', but his mouth, which was biting the flute, remained motionless.

"Let go!"

'The Piper' drank lowly.

Then, shake hard.

Jason's body swayed up and down with the flute, like seaweed in the waves.

But, it just doesn't mean to let go at all.

joke!

Into my mouth, want to let go

Die, don't let go!

"court death!"

The 'piper' tugged on the 'dizi' again, and pulled Jason directly in front of him. He lowered his head and looked at the way Jason was biting the 'dizi' tightly, with a fierce look in his eyes.

He raised his hand and punched Jason in the head.

boom!

Jason's head was smashed into pieces.

Like a watermelon being run over by a truck.

"You asked for it!"

'The Piper' sneered.

Then, I thought about how to deal with Gerrard.

He was well aware of Gerald's temper.

Kill Gerald's cousin, there's really no turning back.

Just never die.

This is somewhat disadvantageous to him.

However, he didn't notice that Jason's skull was shattered, but the jaw, or... the teeth were still hanging on the 'dizi', and his tongue was also wrapped around the 'dizi' like a snake.

Then, the 'Piper' who was thinking suddenly felt the 'Flute' sink in his hand.

He lowered his head subconsciously.

I saw that Jason, whose head had just been crushed, had returned to his original state.

Moreover, just bite on the 'dizi'.

Mutation after being affected by 'weird'

'Piper' comes to mind instantly.

Then, the shot was like lightning, hitting Jason on the chest.

boom!

A huge penetrating wound appeared on the chest.

The heart is broken directly.

Jason twitched twice, and was out of breath.

In addition to still biting the 'dizi', there is basically nothing strange.

The 'Piper' didn't think much of it.

When a person dies, at the moment of suffering, the muscles will tense, biting the 'pipe' or something, don't be too normal.

only…

between breaths.

The huge penetrating wound returned to normal.

The dead air dissipated from Jason.

Jason was alive and well again.

I don't know if there is an illusion, but the 'Piper' feels that Jason is more energetic.

'He' subconsciously thought of Tao Er.

Thinking of Jason's strangeness when facing the 'melody'.

But he didn't accept it.

Falling into extreme rage, he began to violently attack Jason.

bang bang bang!

Not just the head, the heart.

Throat, kidney, spleen and stomach, etc., all the parts that can be regarded as critical, have been hit and penetrated by the fist of the "piper".

It's useless!

Jason, who was killed one moment, came back to life the next moment.

At the back, the 'Piper' gave up his normal attack and started to kill Jason with 'Secret Technique'.

Burning, poisonous, frost, and even lightning!

But, still no use!

Jason was killed more than 20 times in total.

But he always comes back to life the next moment.

As if he is 'immortal' in general.

The expression of the 'piper' changed several times, and he looked like Jason who 'grew' on the 'piper'.

Feeling the dissipation of the power on the 'piper', the 'piper' roared angrily.

"F!"

"I will return!"

After a loud roar, the 'Piper' dissipated into the air like a bubble, and even disappeared with the 'Flute'.

Snapped!

Jason's upper teeth slammed into his lower teeth.

The huge force made him feel his whole head was shaken.

Then,

He came to himself.

what happened

After ten seconds of careful recollection, Jason came to a conclusion—

Not his fault!

It was 'dizi' who came first!

After Jason confirmed this, Gerald appeared in the 'Octopus Tavern' accompanied by a gust of wind.

His eyes scanned the circle.

First, he confirmed the safety of his cousin.

Then, I was looking for the 'Piper'.

But there is no trace.

There is no breath.

"he left?"

Gerald asked uncertainly.

According to his understanding of the 'piper', the other party is not a person who gives up lightly, just like the other party's despicableness, and it is precisely because of this that the other party is more and more feared by others.

"Um."

Jason nodded.

But no more explanation.

Because, it cannot be explained at all.

Do you want to tell Gerald that he bit the opponent's 'flute', and then, the opponent couldn't get rid of him, so he chose to pull out the flute by leaving

Regardless of whether Gerald believed it or not.

He himself always felt weird.

He said it as if he was dying to eat when he saw it.

Um…

Although sometimes it is like this.

But not always.

Only occasionally.

Looking at Jason who was silent after nodding, Gerald didn't ask any more questions.

From the view of the port manager, as long as Jason is fine.

As for others

He doesn't care.

"Let's go back to Durham Street."

Gerald said.

Jason nodded again, and followed Gerald out of the 'Octopus Tavern'.

At the door, the carriage is waiting.

Little Lide and the harbor guard stood beside the carriage, looked at Jason and Gerald who came out, and bowed in unison.

"Master, Master Jason."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

There is even more joy on the face.

Lord Gerald is all right.

Master Jason is fine.

It couldn't have been better.

Xiao Lide thought in his heart.

He really didn't dare to imagine what the entire Hans harbor would look like if something happened to Master Gerald or Master Jason.

That must be a disaster!

And now it's different!

Although I don't know why the 'Piper' left, but the current form has returned to the previous one.

In a delicate balance!

have…

More room for manipulation.

What should be done to gain more advantages

Little Leed thought about this.

Snapped!

There was a crack of a whip.

The carriage started slowly and drove smoothly on the road.

The harbor guards followed on either side of the carriage.

Sitting in the carriage, Gerald was also thinking about this.

Jason didn't pay attention to these.

His gaze has long been attracted by the words in front of him.

PS Supplement ~1860~

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