第九十七章邀战(8/9)

能打。就这么点儿小事谁都行啊。”
                                                                                                                                                                自己还是忍不住问了出来。虽然这个男人应该是什么事都做的出来的。
                                                                                                                                                                “……骗人的吧？”
                                                                                                                                                                “当然了，笨蛋。”
                                                                                                                                                                Rider失声笑了起来，伸手在韦伯脑门上弹了一下。
                                                                                                                                                                “哇……”
                                                                                                                                                                想躲开，但这明显不可能做到。双手双脚光是死死扒着钢筋就已经是够累的了。韦伯连揉揉被打痛的额头都办不到，只有惨叫了。
                                                                                                                                                                “不过少年哟，所有人听了这种玩笑都会笑的。可看你一脸惨白目光呆滞，你胆子也太小了吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                Rider豪放地笑了起来。可韦伯此刻也没顾上这个，额头的疼痛让他的眼泪开始啪嗒啪嗒地往下掉。他太后悔让这个英灵当Servant了。
                                                                                                                                                                “我想回家……我想回英国……。”
                                                                                                                                                                “我说过让你别那么心急嘛。看，有情况了。”
                                                

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