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Chapter 170 Make it!
Chapter 170 Make it!
"Get in the car"
Baccarat smiled, and invited Isis and Momotu to take the high-class transportation on the Gurantezolo, and the tortoise car went to the core area of the city to play, where they squandered and enjoyed a luxurious life.
Getting in the car from the opposite door, Isis sat in the back seat and looked at the back of Baccarat who was driving in front, showing a strange smile, and said: "The Golden Emperor Tezolo is really a weird person, he wanted to entrap me for no reason. Is my wife, Ben, not afraid that I will tear down his boat?"
Bacala is Tezolo's subordinate, but she has no secrets at all in front of Isis. Isis has always been good at dealing with female enemies, except for Hancock's mistake that time.
That mistake was purely caused by two enemies, the Witch Fruit and the Charm Fruit. The lucky fruit Bacara ate had nothing to do with the Witch, and the Witch Gene didn't even react at all.
Through questioning, Isis knew from Bacala that Tezolo felt very uncomfortable with him, like setting up a game for himself in a casino, tricking himself into bankruptcy, paying off his debts with tears and wine, and then throwing himself out of the ancient city. Rantezolo.
When he arrives at the casino, in the name of honoring Isis, Baccarat concentrates his own luck that originally belonged to Isis to a point in time, allowing him to overdraw his original luck value.
Almost before the critical point, Bacala will leave one step ahead of time and say to pick up the distinguished guests.
At that time, Isis lost so much that he could only blame himself for not knowing how to control his greed. Knowing that Bacala had important matters to leave, he thought he was good at it, and went to the casino to play around.
In the end, Tezolo would show up in a fake way, cancel Isis' debts, and make friends with him.
The plan to defraud Isis didn't care about any harm at all, but highlighted an insult, sold Isis and asked him to count Baileys for Tezolo.
Tezzolo's appearance is the end of the curtain, so as not to really make a big deal and let Taotu pay for Isis.
Although Isis didn't know what the Golden Emperor wanted to do with him.
But Isis found it quite interesting. It was the first time he saw someone wanting to kill him on the spot.
It's a pity that the Golden Emperor found the wrong person, Isis is extremely good at killing others!
"It's a weird use of knowledge and color"
Watching Isis speak ill of Tezolo in front of Bacala, Bacala couldn't hear it all the time, and introduced Isis with a smile on his face, the interior scenery of the giant Gulan Tezolo, Momotu couldn't help sighing .
She knows that Isis is domineering and powerful enough to generate strange power.
But when she saw it with her own eyes, she still couldn't hide her shock and surprise, and wanted to communicate with Isis.
"Isis-chan, can you teach my sister how to use knowledge and color? I can exchange with you." Momotu looked at Isis and asked.
"This..." Isis froze, shaking his head frantically: "My knowledge-colored arrogance is inherited from my mother, and it cannot be learned through study and comprehension. It is not purely because of knowledge-colored arrogance, but also has fruit factors in it."
"From heredity."
Momotu repeated what Isis said, and after careful consideration, he suddenly smiled awkwardly but politely: "Then let's talk about it later!"
"?"
.....................
After passing through the tidy golden streets and the more affordable commercial district, the tortoise car drove straight into the inner city, the core entertainment center of the giant ship. A "elegant" venue that will also be visited.
Bacala drove the car not far from the casino, came down to open the door for Isis and Taotu with a smile on her face: "Mr. Isis, Ms. Taotu. On behalf of Gurantezolo, I once again welcome you to the city of casinos! "
"As VIP-level guests, you can enjoy yourself here unimpeded~" Baccarat smiled, took Isis's arm, and guided him to the magnificent building.
The words are full of hints to let him have fun.
Momotu didn't stop Bacala from approaching. Since Isis knew about Tezolo's conspiracy and dared to let Bacala touch him, he must have his own ideas.
"here!"
Bacala took out a card from her chest, handed it to the summoned bunny girl, and said, "Sign up the gentleman next to me for the tortoise race."
After all this was done, Bacala looked at Isis and explained: "Just step on the accelerator, and leave the rest to luck. Luck is always by your side."
"This is the first gift for you, I hope Mr. Isis will like it."
"Drag racing?"
Isis looked sideways at the rows of racing cars, and the bunny girl bouncing and waving at him. After a little hesitation, he still walked towards an empty racing car.
Sitting in the driver's seat and touching the steering wheel, the corners of Isis' mouth slightly raised.
As a resident of Trick City, Isis has long been taught by those aborigines who want to ride everything. Now that there are real cars that can be used for racing, Isis has an idea of wanting to play.
The boat went soaring more, but it was the first time for the car to go soaring.
"Eternal Kingship!"
Dressed in a sexy bunny girl, she swayed her waist and walked slowly in front of the neatly arranged racing cars. She held up the torch in her hand and was ready to give orders. Isis, with its light green snake tail, bit the tortoise car and bit the light green car. The rune was injected into the car.
Although the appearance of the car has not changed, the chassis has begun to emit scorching flames, and the sound of the Turtle engine has changed a little bit, just like the sound of an electric car and an American-style big V8.
"Mr. Colonel Isis! Just drive, I will escort you all the way!"
The bunny girl was counting down, and a sergeant wearing a navy cap beside Isis yelled at Isis quietly.
"Ah you are."
"Report, I am the sergeant of the G-5 Fortress, and I am currently on vacation!" The muscular sergeant responded to Isis's question respectfully. Admire Isis, who has strength, appearance and three views.
"No need, it's fun when everyone plays together." Isis waved his hand.
"But." The muscular sergeant hesitated to speak, and wanted to tell Colonel Isis that although this race was called racing, it was actually a violent race. Seeing Mr. Colonel's curiosity about the turtle car, it should be the first time he participated in the race. Bar?
"GO!"
The bunny girl pressed down the torch heavily, so that all the contestants in the racing car could see it brightly, and announced the official start of the tortoise car racing by the way.
Isis stepped on the accelerator, and light green flames spewed out from the exhaust pipe. The sturdy tortoises sitting next to the engine shouted long live the priest, and crazily injected power into the tortoise car.
Isis catapulted and started, throwing all the cars far away in an instant.
"Ok?"
The other contestants were taken aback, then took out their bazookas from the driver's seat and aimed at Isis' car, which ran at the front.
"Mr. Isis, don't worry, Sergeant Roddy is escorting you!"
Carrying a weapon similar to Gatling, the muscular sergeant with his feet on the steering wheel, with a serious face, fired indiscriminately at all the competitors around him.
(End of this chapter)
"Get in the car"
Baccarat smiled, and invited Isis and Momotu to take the high-class transportation on the Gurantezolo, and the tortoise car went to the core area of the city to play, where they squandered and enjoyed a luxurious life.
Getting in the car from the opposite door, Isis sat in the back seat and looked at the back of Baccarat who was driving in front, showing a strange smile, and said: "The Golden Emperor Tezolo is really a weird person, he wanted to entrap me for no reason. Is my wife, Ben, not afraid that I will tear down his boat?"
Bacala is Tezolo's subordinate, but she has no secrets at all in front of Isis. Isis has always been good at dealing with female enemies, except for Hancock's mistake that time.
That mistake was purely caused by two enemies, the Witch Fruit and the Charm Fruit. The lucky fruit Bacara ate had nothing to do with the Witch, and the Witch Gene didn't even react at all.
Through questioning, Isis knew from Bacala that Tezolo felt very uncomfortable with him, like setting up a game for himself in a casino, tricking himself into bankruptcy, paying off his debts with tears and wine, and then throwing himself out of the ancient city. Rantezolo.
When he arrives at the casino, in the name of honoring Isis, Baccarat concentrates his own luck that originally belonged to Isis to a point in time, allowing him to overdraw his original luck value.
Almost before the critical point, Bacala will leave one step ahead of time and say to pick up the distinguished guests.
At that time, Isis lost so much that he could only blame himself for not knowing how to control his greed. Knowing that Bacala had important matters to leave, he thought he was good at it, and went to the casino to play around.
In the end, Tezolo would show up in a fake way, cancel Isis' debts, and make friends with him.
The plan to defraud Isis didn't care about any harm at all, but highlighted an insult, sold Isis and asked him to count Baileys for Tezolo.
Tezzolo's appearance is the end of the curtain, so as not to really make a big deal and let Taotu pay for Isis.
Although Isis didn't know what the Golden Emperor wanted to do with him.
But Isis found it quite interesting. It was the first time he saw someone wanting to kill him on the spot.
It's a pity that the Golden Emperor found the wrong person, Isis is extremely good at killing others!
"It's a weird use of knowledge and color"
Watching Isis speak ill of Tezolo in front of Bacala, Bacala couldn't hear it all the time, and introduced Isis with a smile on his face, the interior scenery of the giant Gulan Tezolo, Momotu couldn't help sighing .
She knows that Isis is domineering and powerful enough to generate strange power.
But when she saw it with her own eyes, she still couldn't hide her shock and surprise, and wanted to communicate with Isis.
"Isis-chan, can you teach my sister how to use knowledge and color? I can exchange with you." Momotu looked at Isis and asked.
"This..." Isis froze, shaking his head frantically: "My knowledge-colored arrogance is inherited from my mother, and it cannot be learned through study and comprehension. It is not purely because of knowledge-colored arrogance, but also has fruit factors in it."
"From heredity."
Momotu repeated what Isis said, and after careful consideration, he suddenly smiled awkwardly but politely: "Then let's talk about it later!"
"?"
.....................
After passing through the tidy golden streets and the more affordable commercial district, the tortoise car drove straight into the inner city, the core entertainment center of the giant ship. A "elegant" venue that will also be visited.
Bacala drove the car not far from the casino, came down to open the door for Isis and Taotu with a smile on her face: "Mr. Isis, Ms. Taotu. On behalf of Gurantezolo, I once again welcome you to the city of casinos! "
"As VIP-level guests, you can enjoy yourself here unimpeded~" Baccarat smiled, took Isis's arm, and guided him to the magnificent building.
The words are full of hints to let him have fun.
Momotu didn't stop Bacala from approaching. Since Isis knew about Tezolo's conspiracy and dared to let Bacala touch him, he must have his own ideas.
"here!"
Bacala took out a card from her chest, handed it to the summoned bunny girl, and said, "Sign up the gentleman next to me for the tortoise race."
After all this was done, Bacala looked at Isis and explained: "Just step on the accelerator, and leave the rest to luck. Luck is always by your side."
"This is the first gift for you, I hope Mr. Isis will like it."
"Drag racing?"
Isis looked sideways at the rows of racing cars, and the bunny girl bouncing and waving at him. After a little hesitation, he still walked towards an empty racing car.
Sitting in the driver's seat and touching the steering wheel, the corners of Isis' mouth slightly raised.
As a resident of Trick City, Isis has long been taught by those aborigines who want to ride everything. Now that there are real cars that can be used for racing, Isis has an idea of wanting to play.
The boat went soaring more, but it was the first time for the car to go soaring.
"Eternal Kingship!"
Dressed in a sexy bunny girl, she swayed her waist and walked slowly in front of the neatly arranged racing cars. She held up the torch in her hand and was ready to give orders. Isis, with its light green snake tail, bit the tortoise car and bit the light green car. The rune was injected into the car.
Although the appearance of the car has not changed, the chassis has begun to emit scorching flames, and the sound of the Turtle engine has changed a little bit, just like the sound of an electric car and an American-style big V8.
"Mr. Colonel Isis! Just drive, I will escort you all the way!"
The bunny girl was counting down, and a sergeant wearing a navy cap beside Isis yelled at Isis quietly.
"Ah you are."
"Report, I am the sergeant of the G-5 Fortress, and I am currently on vacation!" The muscular sergeant responded to Isis's question respectfully. Admire Isis, who has strength, appearance and three views.
"No need, it's fun when everyone plays together." Isis waved his hand.
"But." The muscular sergeant hesitated to speak, and wanted to tell Colonel Isis that although this race was called racing, it was actually a violent race. Seeing Mr. Colonel's curiosity about the turtle car, it should be the first time he participated in the race. Bar?
"GO!"
The bunny girl pressed down the torch heavily, so that all the contestants in the racing car could see it brightly, and announced the official start of the tortoise car racing by the way.
Isis stepped on the accelerator, and light green flames spewed out from the exhaust pipe. The sturdy tortoises sitting next to the engine shouted long live the priest, and crazily injected power into the tortoise car.
Isis catapulted and started, throwing all the cars far away in an instant.
"Ok?"
The other contestants were taken aback, then took out their bazookas from the driver's seat and aimed at Isis' car, which ran at the front.
"Mr. Isis, don't worry, Sergeant Roddy is escorting you!"
Carrying a weapon similar to Gatling, the muscular sergeant with his feet on the steering wheel, with a serious face, fired indiscriminately at all the competitors around him.
(End of this chapter)
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