“Things – Rumbles –”

I don't know how long it was, Fang Li woke up in the rolling sound of the wheels.

He opened his eyes and looked at the wall in front of him.

“Haven’t they been found?”

That should be a blessing in misfortune, isn’t it?

“How long has it been?”

I don't know if it is a thoughtful side, when such a question arises in the square, the long-lost system prompt sounds suddenly.

“The detention time of 11273 is less than one hour, please handle your actions properly.”

Hearing this prompt sound, Fang Li realized how long it had been.

“Is it already a day and a night?”

The rest period is a bit long.

If you do not wake up at this time, it is likely that Fang Li will return directly to the space of the Lord God in his sleep, and that may be.

The rest of the time is less than an hour.

"Then the rest will be resolved once and for all."

Thinking so, he moved his body a little.

A faint tingle began to spread throughout the whole body.

It came from the injury in the chest.

Only one day and one night, Fangli's injury naturally can not recover so quickly.

However, because of the relationship between vit (durability) improvement, the tolerance of the Fang has become more tenacious, and it will not be affected by the injury.

Then he stood up from the ground.

In his hand, there was still a little blood stain on the dagger that had been stained with a lot of blood.

Fang Li dumped the blood from the dagger, and the ice-blue magic eye quietly appeared.

“Start it...”

...

After the events in the square, although the samurai of the hunters did not find the whereabouts of the Fang, they were on alert.

Unlike the city of Jiaotong, there are no ordinary citizens in the city of the hunters, and they are all soldiers who have been through the hundreds of battles.

Therefore, the samurai two or two teams, in one car touring back and forth.

At this time, two samurai patrolled down from the front car.

While visiting, the two samurai also talked.

"I don't know why an outsider has such a great ability."

“Not only did the chief suffer in his hand, but we were killed twice.”

“The hardest thing to do is that such a dangerous person remains in the city.”

“If it weren’t for the serious injury, I really could have imagined how much a man would have suffered if he had been killed in the city.”

The samurai talked like this, as they walked down from the carriage in front.

Just passing through a corner.

At this moment, the death god hiding in the corner bursting up.

“Hang-huh-!”

In the clear and tearing sound, the head of one of the samurai in conversation was suddenly cut off and a lot of blood was spewed.

The blood, directly baptized another samurai near the foot of the samurai, so that the samurai's pupil shrank to the size of the tip of the needle, and the expression surged with panic.

Even if it is a samurai who has been through the battle, he is close to seeing this bloody and cruel scene in front of him, and the object is still talking to his companions who are talking to him a second, which will not help but scream in horror?

However, before the samurai called out, a hand came out from behind and covered his mouth.

“Hang-huh-!”

I saw the bloody throat of the dagger streaked in front of the samurai's throat.

Two samurai who have been through the battle of the martyrs, under the obliteration of the death of the assassin, have not even reacted to what happened, and directly lost their lives.

At this moment, the two bodies fell on the ground and gradually dyed the ground red.

Only then did the shadow appear in the darkness.

Looking at the two corpses that fell on the ground, there was no fluctuation on the face of the square, only the eyes of the straight dead devil were shining with rainbows, and the sky was flashing in the darkness.

Then I looked at the other side of the car.

"I hope that what is in the original, don't disappear here."

Leave such a sentence, Fang Li re-hidden into the darkness, diving forward to the carriage.

Almost long after leaving, another team of visiting samurai came down from the front carriage and found two bodies.

The next second, the alarm sounded all over the city.

“The enemy has appeared!”

...

The city of the hunters was completely rioted.

“Quickly!Follow up!”

“Surely not long away!”

“Are you really hiding now?”

“The damned vagabond!”

One by one, the samurai began to flock in groups in one direction.

Because the samurai who found the body did not notice that someone was entering the car in front, the murderer in the city must be in the back of the car.

In fact, the samurai’s guess was not wrong.

When the samurai entered the back of the carriage, they saw a body lying on the ground.

The bodies were either slit in the throat or running through the heart, almost all of them were killed.

Moreover, these people apparently did not find the enemy until they were dying, and the expression solidified on their faces was a blank from beginning to end.

That scene made every samurai shut.

“He was like a born executioner.”

It would be terrible to have such a person in the city.

“At all costs, you have to find him!”

So the samurai crossed the body of their companions and continued to advance towards the enemy.

When the samurai of the current car began to arrive, in the back of the carriage, the samurai who received the alarm finally found the traces of the assassin.

“Let’s...shoot!”

In a somewhat hysterical cry, each samurai raised the steam gun in their hands and pulled the trigger.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The sound of shootings, like firecrackers, was constantly ringing.

A single bullet broke through the air, blizzarded forward at the speed of breaking the sound barrier.

In front, there was a dagger in the square, and two bodies had been lying under his feet.

In the face of the bullets that came out of the raging fire, a pair of ice-blue magic eyes were raised in the square, and actually rushed forward.

“Hm –”

The amazing speed makes the square into a blurred dark shadow, and the body becomes erratic.

In this case, the bullet suddenly lost its head.

“The trolling—”

At that moment, all the bullets fell on the ground made of steel, stirring the sound of the film and the poignant Mars.

“Fighting!”

The square of the wind suddenly rushed into the samurai group, and the dagger in his hand became cold, cutting the body of a samurai.

“Oh, hey—oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

The cracking of the tearing did not cease to ring.

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