Fun people from Blue Star

After studying the Iron Armor Flying Fist, Hardy finally mastered a little bit of the essence of magic in a real sense.

Many times, you can't understand much of the content just by reading the book. Only after you actually practice it, you will suddenly realize that this is what this sentence means!

As a demon general, Sophie knew the horror of Hardy's 'Steel Armor Flying Fist' just now.

When Hardy is in the Nightmare Knight form, his body is very huge. After the left elbow is disconnected, the weight of the entire iron arm is at least 60 kilograms.

Almost the same weight as a normal slim woman.

At the same time, the flying fist was extremely fast. Sophie had just estimated that even she might not have a chance to get out of the way if she was accidentally attacked.

Sophie felt a phantom pain in her chest as she thought about the sixty kilogram iron lump hitting her body at a speed faster than an arrow.

Not many people can survive such an attack unharmed.

He was not physically fit enough and didn't have armor, so his upper body would probably have been shattered on the spot.

What's more, this arm can explode and the magic is extremely powerful.

Looking at the magic flame that was still burning in the distance, Sophie looked back at Hardy's expression and admired him even more.

It is not difficult to learn to imitate others. Only those who create their own path are truly strong.

She couldn't help but feel passionate, and her eyes were as charming as silk: "Hadi, I'm so hungry!"

Hardy regained his body, took her hand and smiled before walking to the bedroom.

But when I returned to the entrance of the Lord's Mansion, I met a guard. He seemed to have been waiting there for a while.

When he saw Hardy, he immediately walked up and said respectfully: "Sir Hardy, I am Pigron, who is responsible for guarding the prisoners."

"Is something wrong?" Hardy asked softly.

"Yes." The guard said somewhat flattered: "The big-muscular tyrant's key criminal in the prison said he wanted to talk to you about something very important."

Hardy nodded and said: "I already know, thank you for making a special trip."

The guard even said yes and left happily.

Hadi pulled Sophie and continued walking inside.

Sophie asked: "Why don't you go and take a look first? You should be very 'valued' of that person named Big Muscle Ba."

"It's okay." Hardy smiled: "It's not as important as my Ms. Sophie."

Hearing this, Sophie was extremely happy.

Women love to hear these little love words, but only if they are with someone she likes, otherwise they will just be greasy men.

Three hours later, Hardy left the bedroom, took a shower, and then slowly walked to the underground prison on the left behind the lord.

There are many people imprisoned here, all ordinary NPCs who have committed crimes of stealing and murder.

He is the only player like Da Musha.

The dungeon is quite clean, unlike other dungeons that are dirty and smelly.

This is due to the fact that Hardee gives guards good benefits, more pay than elsewhere, and more vacation time.

Many times, once the money is provided, the work attitude of most people will not be bad.

Hardy arrived at the dungeon, and several guards immediately lined up to greet him.

"Ignore me, you can do your own business."

Then he walked to the iron prison of Big Muscle Ba.

The big muscle tyrant was tied up with four iron ropes and looked weak.

He hadn't had enough to eat for a long time, and the food he was given every day was just enough to sustain his life.

Even professionals don't have much power in this situation.

Hardy stood still, looked at him with interest, and said with a smile: "I heard you were looking for me?"

Big muscle bully raised his head and opened his eyes.

He said: "Your Excellency Hardy, we already know our mistakes. Please give us a chance so that we can continue to live in this world."

People always have to face reality.

Although Da Jiba is a big anchor in reality and has quite a lot of money, in real terms, he is just a petty bourgeoisie and cannot reach the level of a wealthy person.

The recent events in the Jialan Guild had made him understand that there would be no good results in going against the NPCs in the plot.

I was doing pretty well, at least I could log into the game, although the gaming experience was not good and turned into a prison simulator.

Many players in the guild are now unable to enter the game.

They complain every day in the game channel created by the guild, saying that they have no experience at all when playing other games.

Some people have even begun to think about acquiring other people's virtual cabins.

It's just a pity that the virtual cabin is bound to the person's pupil and iris, and cannot be replaced, so they are cut off from even acquiring it.

Hearing what the big muscle tyrant said, Hardy smiled: "Why! You said I would give you a chance, and I will give you a chance?"

The previous massacres were more or less related to Big Muscle Tyrant.

After all, he was also a senior member of Jialan Guild. Hardy didn't believe it if he said he didn't know about it and didn't contribute to the situation.

"I will collect the compensation within a month." Dajiba said sincerely: "And I can sign one more contract, and I will never be your enemy in the future."

Hardy shook his head: "I have no interest in money now."

He thought that the big muscle tyrant had been imprisoned for several months, and now that he was meeting, his words would be more interesting.

But I didn't expect it, that's all.

This person will be locked up for the rest of his life.

Seeing Hardy about to leave, Dajiba became anxious and shouted hastily: "Your Excellency Hardy, please stay."

Hardy turned back: "You still have twenty seconds to convince me."

Da Musha took a deep breath: "There are many members of Jialan Guild, and there is also a hidden spy team, at least more than a hundred people, hiding in the game... In this world, they found a very Special props may cause great harm to you."

The Jialan Guild is very good at placing spies in other people's guilds, and this is one of their tactics.

Hardy turned around completely: "You can tell me more about this."

"In Misr, when they went to dig up mummies and sell them for money, they accidentally dug out a special prop." Big Muscle Ba explained hurriedly: "It is said that that thing is very powerful and evil. Now they I’m trying to figure out how to develop the function of that prop.”

Ha frowned.

This matter did not appear in the original world line.

Possible came up, but Hardy didn't make contact.

After all, he was just an ordinary gold digger at the time.

"Any more news?" Hardy asked.

The big muscle tyrant asked cautiously: "Can this news buy me my freedom?"

"You can be free, but the money you owe cannot be erased."

The big muscle tyrant nodded: "I understand. Paying back debts is a matter of course. Mr. Hardy, can I ask you something?"

"Say." Hardy said calmly.

As long as the other party's request is even slightly unreasonable, he will lock this guy up again.

Dajiba said coquettishly: "Can you not reveal it to me? If the president of Jialan finds out about this, I will be in trouble in reality...that is, in our world."

Hardy smiled: "No problem."