People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 1007: Andorn, it’s time to get on the road

Qi Yan hugged the soft Cecilia and suddenly felt that his worries just now were really pretentious.

There are such beautiful little cuties on this earth, why should those suicidal bastards take it to heart?

Just take some time to beat them up and make them behave themselves.

No matter what kind of evil sea monster it is, or a vibrator or a purple mood, if it dares to jump in front of me, I will smash it to pieces!

But for now...

Qi Yan turned around and stared at Andorn with Cecilia.

Under the gaze of the two people, one big and one small, Andoen inexplicably broke out in a thin layer of sweat on his back.

"It's all a misunderstanding." He explained hastily, "I didn't do anything. I was just misunderstood by those Sargons, and I've already been beaten up."

Qi Yan hugged Cecilia with one hand and pointed at Andorn with the other hand and introduced him:

"You see, this is called a guilty conscience. If you encounter this kind of person in the future, don't hesitate, just call someone to beat him up. It will definitely not be considered an injustice."

"Ok!"

Cecilia nodded firmly.

"Don't you think you've taught Cecilia bad things?"

Qi Lin's cold questioning voice came from behind Qi Yan, and then Qi Lin walked forward and took Cecilia away from Qi Yan's arms.

Qi Yan rubbed his hands with a wry smile and said defensively:

"I didn't do anything... I was wrong."

Although I don’t know where I went wrong, it’s definitely right to admit my mistake directly.

Qi Lin was too lazy to care about her brother and turned to look at Andorn:

"Are you ready?"

Andorn:?

The next second, a hook suddenly appeared on the edge of the Revelation Stone Tower, and the red Liberi jumped out along the hook cleanly and neatly.

The space on the left and right sides of Andon became blurred, and the figures of Mostima and Beulah appeared, blocking Andon's retreat.

At the top of the cathedral in the distance, a pink figure pushing a wheelchair appeared with unimaginable flexibility. Without any intention of counter-reconnaissance, he blatantly raised his sniper rifle and aimed at Andorn. The scope was like a dazzling searchlight in the sun, as if to blind Andorn's eyes.

Andorn: "..."

Upon seeing this, Qi Yan hurriedly took his sister and Cecilia to hide aside.

"Andorn, it's time for you to get going."

Fiammetta aimed the crossbow in his hand at Andorn, his tone icy but unable to conceal the anger in his heart.

Facing Fiammetta who was coming again with many helpers, Andorn took a deep breath.

Then, this time he chose to raise his guardian gun.

"Fiammetta, I still won't kneel down and cry about my mistakes as you wish." Andorn said calmly, "But this time, I won't surrender. Just as your anger has never ceased over the years, I also have something I must do.

I have realized that I should go on my way.”

Hearing Andorn's answer, the anger in Fiammetta's eyes grew even stronger, but only she knew that she actually felt a sense of relief.

Her persistence over the years is not just to make things difficult for herself.

At least the people she hated understood her persistence.

There was no unnecessary nonsense, and the two people who understood each other resolutely started the Lateran Iai.

The crossbow arrow flew out and was shattered in mid-air by Andorn's bullet.

Just as Andorn was about to shoot again, a bullet flew through the air and accurately hit his guard gun, and then a whistling gunshot came from the roof of the cathedral.

Andorn staggered, covered his wrist and stepped back, but felt a strong wind coming from behind.

Duckling down to avoid Beulah's kick, Andorn casually stretched out his foot and easily tripped the girl who was joining in the fun.

He noticed out of the corner of his eye that Mostima was holding up his staff and chanting. He decisively gave up on Fiammetta who was charging at him, and rolled tactically on the ground to avoid Lemion's sniper attack, and successfully got close to Mostima.

"Oh ho?"

Mostima looked at Andon who came to him, stopped his hypocritical chanting, swung his staff and hit him hard on the head.

Andorn groaned, his head buzzing, and the halo above his head flickered.

Without giving him any chance to breathe, Fiammetta chased after him and slid to knock Andon away. He rolled twice in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

"Is this your resistance?" Fiammetta said proudly, "Too weak!"

Andorn struggled to get up from the ground, feeling pain all over his body except for the places that didn't hurt.

Just as Fiameta was getting ready to pursue the victory with high morale, the pager on her waist suddenly rang, and Lemion's voice came out from it:

"The situation has changed. Patia and a group of people have come to support Andorn... Huh? They are coming for me first?

It is right to prioritize attacking the enemy's rear firepower line, but... my base is a cathedral guarded by a large number of musketeers."

The atmosphere on the Revelation Stone Tower was a little awkward for a moment.

Andorn couldn't help but cover his face.

This little bird of his still loves to give away heads...

Mastema waved his staff vigorously, struck a handsome pose, and cast a white holy light spell on himself with a flick of his fingers:

"The buff has been applied. Andoen, you are alone now. I think you should just kneel down and sing "Conquer" so that you can die more easily."

"Unfortunately, it seems that our confrontation can't be delayed any further."

Andorn stood up and his expression became serious.

Fiammetta and Mostima immediately became alert.

As former teammates, they knew Andone's abilities very well. It was hard to say that Andone's embarrassing posture just now was not a deliberate act of letting Fiammetta vent her anger.

After a brief confrontation, Andorn made a decision that no one expected.

He changed his target and rushed straight towards the Qi Yan siblings who were watching the fight, reaching out to snatch Cecilia.

The corners of Qi Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned his head away, unable to bear to watch what was happening next.

Even Fiameta and the others couldn't help but feel a jolt in their hearts.

Under Andorn's calm gaze, Qi Lin held Cecilia in her arms, turned around expressionlessly, and delivered a spinning kick that hit Andorn in the chest.

Andorn let out a heart-wrenching scream, and his figure came quickly and left even faster, flying backwards like a cannonball and directly out of the Tower of Revelation.

Fiammetta chased to the edge of the Revelation Stone Tower and watched Andon fall. The blood flowing from the corner of his mouth formed a striking red track in the air.

"Hey, your guard gun."

Mostima, with holy light all over his body, also chased to the edge, holding up the guardian gun that Andoan had lost and shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, Andorn did not respond and fell onto a roof, breaking a lot of tiles and landing in a way that was painful to watch.

He struggled to his feet and fled towards the cathedral.

This must be stopped before Parthia and his men are killed.

Before Andon could run a few steps, he heard a sound of breaking air behind him, and then his head was hit by a flying crossbow.

Andorn fell again.

Mostima turned his head and looked at Fiammetta in surprise.

"Why are you looking at me?" Fiammetta's face was tense. "Don't think I will let him go just because he made himself so embarrassed. This time I only hit him with the crossbow and let him escape successfully, but next time I will shoot him directly with the crossbow.

Give me his Guardian Gun. I believe he will come to retrieve his Guardian Gun one day. I am waiting for him to come to me again."

"Okay, okay, I will follow the instructions of the Narrator of Suffering."

Mostima offered Andorn's Guardian Gun with both hands with a playful smile.