The loud knocking on the door instantly alarmed the three of them.
After exchanging a glance, Liweir took out his dagger and slowly walked a few steps away from the door.
Fran leaned against the wall with a dagger, ready to open the door at any time.
Under the Snow didn't pay much attention to it because he knew who was behind the door.
Therefore, there was no need to be nervous at the roots.
In the past few years, his height under the snow was still much higher than Liweir's, about 1.8 meters.
Every time Liweir spoke to him, he would look up at him, which made him brood over it.
Fran looked at Liweir, and after getting his confirmation, he suddenly opened the door.
Liweir's face was cold as he looked at the door expressionlessly.
With a bang, a man in orange-red clothes with maroon hair.
Isabelle, who had short and long hair tied up on both sides, suddenly fell in.
Liweir's face instantly darkened.
Fran heaved a sigh of relief and said helplessly,"
"What the hell? So it's a little brat.”
"I thought the military police were here!”
Isabelle, who was holding the little bird in her arms, instantly became angry.
"No, I'm not a brat."
He raised his head and looked at Liweir with a furious expression.
His eyes widened.
Liweir looked down at her and said,
"Is that so? Then it's not a problem for me to chase you out now, right?”
"Besides, do you know that you dirtied my floor? I can turn a blind eye to this matter.”
"After all, the one cleaning today is that little brat behind us.”
"Although I don't want to admit it, that brat is really good at cleaning.”
"So, get out of this room immediately, or I'll make you lick the floor clean with your tongue.”
The corner of Under the Snow's mouth twitched. Was this Liweir complimenting me or mocking me?
However, it was too cruel to ask someone to lick the floor clean with their tongue!
Isabelle remained motionless in the face of Lewell's threat, maintaining her posture of sticking her butt out.
Fran felt a headache coming on. He knew that Liweir's bad temper meant what he said.
"What's wrong, little brat? Can't you move or something?”
Isabelle's knees and chin were on the floor, and a drop of cold sweat instantly appeared on her forehead.
She had just recognized Liweir and Fran.
It was them who used the three-dimensional mobile device to fly in the sky from time to time.
"Cut the crap. I, of course I understand. Don't look down on me.”
As she spoke, she held the bird in her arms with one hand.
He slowly got up from the ground.
Fran's mouth twitched." What a stubborn brat!!”
Just as Isabelle stood up, from the angle of Eliwell and the snow, he could clearly see the tomboy holding a small bird in his hand.
Liweir was startled and thought to himself,"
"No one can survive in this underground street, and there's still someone who will save a little bird!”
Under the Snow stood up from the sofa and walked over to Liweir's side. She looked at the familiar tomboy in front of her.
He walked up to her and said,
"Speaking of which, you're so anxious. Could it be that someone has discovered your whereabouts?
Just as Under the Snow finished speaking, a commotion sounded outside.
Isabelle was shocked. She stood up and leaned against the door.
He held the bird tightly in his arms.
Liweir, who was thinking about other things, suddenly came back to his senses.
His expression changed slightly.
"Tch, since you exposed your whereabouts.”
Fran frowned deeply.
Perhaps he wouldn't have any reaction, but now…
He only felt an incomparable headache!
"What should we do? Liweir."
After a while, three burly men ran into the open space.
The middle-aged fatty who was the leader cursed fiercely,
"Damn little bastard, since you bit my hand!”
"Listen up, you two. When you catch me later, you have to enjoy yourself first.”
The three people's obscene words could not help but enter the ears of the few people in the room.
The middle-aged fatty looked around and saw Fran's yellow hair.
He instantly shouted.
"Hey, people in the house, did you see a dirty little brat run in here?”
Liweir ignored them.
Looking at the two people under the snow, he said,
"You guys go into the house and hide for a while."
The sound of footsteps entered their ears.
Under the Snow shrugged and said,
"I'm afraid it's already too late. Look, he's already here."
The three people at the bottom of the stairs saw the person they were looking for leaning against the door.
He immediately laughed lewdly.
Under the Snow looked at the middle-aged fatty in front of him and smiled,"
"Uncle, dirty children are everywhere. Is this the person you're looking for?”
The middle-aged fatty grinned and said,"
"Of course. This little brat bit me, so I won't forgive her.”
"By the way, you guys are hooligans from this area, right?”
At some point, Liweir and Fran were already leaning against the door.
He looked at the three of them expressionlessly.
Since he couldn't avoid it, he might as well be magnanimous.
The middle-aged fatty said as he walked up the steps,"
"Are the few of you the accomplices of this little brat?”
Fran said disdainfully,"
"No, I think you misunderstood.”
"Oh, since that's the case, hand this little brat over to us. It's quite a disadvantage to protect such a person.”
The middle-aged fatty came to Liweir and the others and said proudly.
The skinny man behind them was afraid that Liweir and the others didn't know what Isabelle had done.
He added,
"This kid wants to pass the eleventh step without paying.”
"I think you all know very well that the 11th staircase is the publicly recognized staircase of Mr. Robert and the mediator.”
"If you don't want to die, hurry up and hand her over to me.”
"Even if this little wimp tried to force his way in, he was no exception.”
The three of them immediately laughed without any restraint, thinking that Liweir and the others had been frightened by the names of Robert and the others.
He didn't dare to make a sound.
The fat middle-aged man smiled sinisterly.
"If you cover up for her, you'll be guilty of the same crime.”
Under the Snow looked at them helplessly. They were really bold.
I even dared to kill the people of the military police, I even dared to show off the palace to you.
Robert is a jerk.
The middle-aged fatty felt that he had said enough and was getting a little impatient.
"Enough, you guys can get lost. Don't hinder us from doing things.”
Under the Snow teased,
"Uncle, I think it's best if you don't touch me. It won't be good if you lose something.”
The fat middle-aged man smiled disdainfully.
He reached out and patted Liweir's shoulder.
Clang! The sound of the dagger cutting through the air reached everyone's ears.
A blue-white light flashed.
Blood splattered in front of Liweir.
It accentuated Lewell's coldness.
The arm that was holding the dagger was stained with blood.
Liweir's eyes emitted a faint killing intent.
Under the Snow shrugged, indicating that she was unable to help.
The middle-aged fatty's pupils instantly widened. He felt that his wrist was about to be cut off.
He covered his wound with a pained expression and took a few steps back.
The two people behind also looked at Liweir and the others in shock.
He felt that they must be crazy.
Wasn't this equivalent to going against the parliament members?
Before the middle-aged fatty could recover from his shock, Liweir went up and threw a right hook and a left hook.
Grabbing the middle-aged fatty's clothes, he said expressionlessly,
"Don't touch me with your dirty hands, even if beating you up will dirty my hands.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Liweir punched him in the face and sent him flying down the stairs.
Under the Snow sneered at the middle-aged fatty.
"Ah ~~A, didn't I tell you not to touch me?”
"That won't do. We're cleaning first.”
Liweir took out a rag from his pocket and wiped his dagger.
The two people at the bottom of the stairs were about to take out their guns.
Under the Snow had already taken out her guns and pointed them at the three of them.
"If I were you, I definitely wouldn't be so stupid as to move around randomly!!”
"If it accidentally goes off, that would really be a sin."
Under the snow, he raised his head and looked down at the three people.
The three of them could not help but gulp at the black muzzle.
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