Chapter 113 Marshal and Inquisitor

Inquisitor Gerstarn, a level 52 human elite with a health volume of 9485!

Interrogator Gerstarn, who was frightened by the sudden intrusion of the tauren, ran out of the suite disheveled in a robe.

"Who are you!"

There were still beads of sweat hanging on her face, a few strands of hair stuck to her face, her face was flushed, and the spring feeling in her eyes had not completely subsided.

Then when she saw the face of the person standing in the room clearly, she was shocked again.

"Why is it you?"

She was asking the marshal.

The interrogator Gerstarn looked at the marshal with some ambiguity and some sadness in his eyes.

"Hurry up and put on your clothes, how will you fight later if you look like this!"

Marshal Windsor did not dare to look directly into her eyes.

Although he was captured by the Dark Iron Dwarves, he was not persecuted or mistreated. Many of the Dark Iron Dwarves here knew his identity. Although they had friction with the Bronzebeard Dwarves, this did not mean that

They don't respect heroes.

Even Gstarn, the leader of the Twilight's Hammer interrogators, knows the identity of the Marshal.

She admired the marshal's past deeds very much. In this admiring state of mind, she was fascinated by the marshal, especially when she saw the marshal himself.

In order to get the marshal's body, she did not hesitate to use various excuses and means to force him. Sex and seduction were at the lowest level. It can be said that she almost exhausted all means, but the marshal was the marshal. He just looked at it, and he always did.

Use your hands and mouth, never the whip.

"Okay, wait for me for a while!"

Interrogator Gerstarn actually listened to the marshal's words and turned back to the suite to change clothes!

This operation confused Sun Butang and others!

We are here to kill, Marshal!

At this moment, Chongquan quietly approached Sun Butang and whispered mysteriously in his ear: "Boss! Guess what I saw when I went in just now?"

Sun Bu Ting originally wanted to ask, but now Chongquan came over to tell him. Of course he was happy, so he said with a face: "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly, we will fight later!"

"Hey, boss. When I entered, this woman was having sex with a tauren in the room, and they were changing their moves. This was the first time I heard the screams of a human woman, which was so different from us tauren.

The physical resistance of the human body is poor, and it can't bear such a small impact. I despise them!"

"Fuck!"

Sun Bucang was also speechless. What is this?

But he understood one thing, that is, female tauren don't bark when they are doing that!

: I need to find opportunities to ask other people to see if women of other races can bark. If they can’t bark, how much fun will I lose?

While he was thinking about these issues, interrogator Gerstarn had already changed his clothes and walked out of the suite.

Behind her stood a Twilight Torturer, a level 52 tauren elite with a health volume of 8228.

"It can be seen that you have successfully escaped from prison. If they can rescue you, then their strength is beyond my ability to stop them. So, are you here to kill me?"

Gerstarn looked at the marshal timidly, with tears still rolling in his eyes.

"this"

The marshal looked at the other party's expression and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have any intention of killing her.

He scratched his hair. His hair was not dry, and it still felt a little oily. How should I put it? It was like cow felt!

"During the time you were detained, I think I didn't do anything too outrageous, and I didn't abuse you. If I did, I would like to apologize to you here, so please do it now!

"

When interrogator Gerstarn said these words, her expression showed no resoluteness and determination. On the contrary, what appeared in her eyes was relief and love for the marshal!

"There is definitely something going on with these two people. I bet on a 16-frame space bag! Do you dare to follow me?"

It's not too big a deal to join in the fun with heavy punches, so he pulled Usobu to have a bet with him.

"Get out! My mother won't let me play with stupid cows!"

Usobu's shoulders shook violently, and he shook off the hoof that had placed a heavy punch on him.

"What do you mean! Are you looking down on me?"

The tauren found himself insulted, and his eyes began to turn red.

"You look down on me, right? You want me to make a bet with you for something so obvious? Why are you lying to a fool?"

Usobu replied to him, then gave Zhong Fang a fierce look, then turned around and ignored him.

"Tch! Cheapskate, isn't it just a 16-space space bag?"

When Sun Butang saw the little fight between the two brothers, he just raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

This kind of thing happened often in the past. Usobu and Chongquan used to be middle-level members of the thieves group, and they have been loyal companions for more than ten years.

Later, Zhongquan followed him to the outside world, and Wusobu was left to develop the Jin Yiwei in the Twilight Forest. During this time, he tried his best to help Sun Bu Ting handle affairs. His grades were improved, but his skills fell behind.

There are a lot of them, not to mention the equipment.

When they first met Zhongquan, Usobu even punched Zhongquan a few times. It had been a long time since they had seen each other. This is how the two brothers expressed their longing for each other.

But when he found that he had punched heavily, but the stupid cow didn't react at all, from that moment on, he felt a little unbalanced in his heart.

He knows better than anyone what Heavy Punch looks like in the beginning, a tauren soldier who only knows how to trample with thunder! At that time, the tauren were not even professionals, but now Heavy Punch is awesome.

Usobu felt that he had lost a lot of things in the past two years. Although he knew very well that all this was for the leader and the Jin Yiwei, he just felt uncomfortable.

So no matter who it is, if you put in the effort, the rewards you get in the end will not be as good as others.

When encountering this kind of thing, any individual will feel uncomfortable. Some people will get into fights and fights, while others will become disheartened and sink silently.

Seeing Usobu ignoring him, Zhong Fang was a little angry. He angrily squeezed in front of Usobu, then faced him, spitting in his mouth: "No, you must make this bet with me today.

Bet, hum! Otherwise, you won’t give Lao Niu face!”

Usobu's face was sprayed with cow saliva. He closed his mouth, nose and eyes in disgust, took out a clean handkerchief and wiped his face carefully.

He knows the disadvantages of heavy punches. Sometimes when this guy gets sick, he becomes extremely stubborn, even tougher than a donkey.

"Okay, let me make a bet with you at the head office! But I don't have a 16-frame space bag. I only have a 12-frame one here."

"How can it work with 12 squares? The price is much different. I will lend you one first and pay back two when you lose."

Saying that he punched hard, he took out a brand new 16-space space bag from his backpack and forcefully stuffed it into Usobu's hand.

Just when Usobu was stunned, Zhongquan said another sentence: "Since you also think that there is something wrong with them, then I don't bet that there is something wrong with them. From now on, I bet that they are fine! Hahaha, you don't have it this time.

There’s nothing more to say!”

After saying that, Zhongquan left Wusobu's side and arrived behind Sun Butang in a few steps.

The group of people around him were all confused by the heavy punching skills and were a little suspicious of his brain.

Usobu looked at the 16 space bags in his hand, and his eyes gradually became a little hollow. He must be missing the past.

Sun Butang turned his head 180 degrees, and then used the black eyes at the corner of his eyes to scorn the heavy punch.

:You stupid cow, why didn’t I prepare a space bag and equipment for Usobu! You can use it and become a good person! Grandma’s cow!

Things here have come to an end.

The matter between the marshal and the interrogator is not over yet.

"I have no intention of killing you, but you can't stay here anymore. This is not suitable for you, and you must break away from the Twilight Organization. It is a cult!"

After hearing the marshal's answer, interrogator Gerstarn's eyes were bright and an ambiguous smile appeared on her lips.

"I knew you were reluctant to kill me! Hehe! I will listen to you. I can do whatever you want me to do, but if you take me out of here, I, a weak woman, cannot get out of here."

After saying this, Interrogator Gerstarn walked directly to Marshal Windsor's side with his long legs, and hugged him with a pair of white arms.

"Don't be like this! I promise to take you out, but the distance between you and me must be kept more than ten centimeters."

Marshal Windsor's performance was very surprising. This was the first time everyone had seen him in an embarrassing state.

Next, everyone's bottom line was broken again. The interrogator Gerstarn hugged the marshal's thick arm and squeezed hard in his arms.

"Are you telling the truth? Hahaha, I'm so happy!"

"As long as you're happy, can you please let me go first? The distance between you and me is now minus one centimeter!"

At this time, some LSPs have already understood it instantly!

Interrogator Gerstarn looked up at the marshal. At this time, her eyes were filled with tears again, but these were not tears of sadness, but water of joy!

"Although I can only withstand a depth of ten centimeters, I am willing to try more for you. Are you willing to add a few more centimeters!"

"Fuck!" X4!

Sun Bucang, Usobu, heavy punches, and the four of them went crazy!
To be continued...