The God of Fast Transmigration Comes to Assist

Chapter 232 Women's Clothes Boss ([-])

"Step aside!"

Guards wearing dark silver soft armor, holding sharp weapons, aggressively pushed away those who blocked the way, looking around with sharp eyes.

With a big wave of his hand, he turned to his subordinates at the rear left and ordered: "You guys, search over there! Don't let any place go!"

"Yes!"

Five or six guards took orders and rushed over immediately.

"Other people, this street, you can't let go alone!"

The sound of neat and heavy footsteps entered the noisy street, instantly breaking the hustle and bustle inside.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

"My booth!"

"boom!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Do you have a search warrant? Who allows you to disturb the order in Azeroth City! Can the Rich family do whatever they want!"

"Ah! My arm!"

"Do you know who I am? Treat me like this!"

"Under the order of the Duke, it is better to hunt down the thieves who trespassed in the Duke's mansion."

In the distance, on a brilliantly decorated circular attic, people in various costumes, or non-humans, watched the chaos over there, and two or three gathered together to discuss.

"Here we go again! Does it take so much effort to catch someone? The gates of the city have been sealed for two days, and the city is in such a mess. What did that person do? Did he sleep with the duchess, or seduce the duke's daughter?" Fangxin?!”

"Sill, can you stop being so dirty in your mind?"

The teenager sitting next to him disagreed with his point of view.

The gray face was slightly wrinkled, and the dark and bright eyes scanned the situation outside, "Couldn't it be that the Duke lost some peerless treasure?"

"The Duke's most precious treasure is his daughter, isn't it? Hurley Rich." Hill rubbed his chin wretchedly, with covetous greed in his eyes, "I heard that she was also chosen as a saint. I will be sent to Thorn King City in a few days."

"It's such a pity. After becoming a saint, she will serve the Lord God of Light for life. She can't even touch the sweetest love, tsk tsk tsk. I heard that she has a good figure, and her skin is tender and smooth. If you can be with her Hehe, I am willing to let me go to hell!"

Ha ha!

Hearing his disrespectful words, Hurley rolled her eyes indecently, and hit him mercilessly, "Just dream! No, you may not even dream of her, but it is still possible to visit hell of."

"Dylan, what you said is wrong. It's the dream of all the men in our city of Azeroth to have a romantic evening with Miss Hurley. Don't you think so?" Hill didn't care about Hurley's words at all, with a playful smile on his face. He leaned over, "Oh, by the way, our Dylan hasn't tasted that taste yet."

Hurley glared at him, indicating that she didn't want to talk to him.

Especially as the imagined person, she must stabilize her mood and not get angry.

She must always remember now that she is no longer the Duke's daughter Hurley Rich. From the moment she sneaked out of the house, she was already a beast boy named Dylan.

He came to Azeroth City in exchange for daily necessities, and there is a sister in his family waiting for him to go back!

That's right, that's it.

Hurley raised the epee on the side of her hand, her face was cold and serious: "Hill, if you do this again, I will be angry!"

Hill was not angry at all when he was threatened in this way, but he laughed and patted the table with his big hands.

The wooden table was almost scattered by him, and the tea on the table dangled and spilled a lot.

"Dylan, do you know why I like to follow you? You are so funny when you are angry! Forgive me, I can't help it."

(End of this chapter)