Chapter 8 15 Seconds

In the dark and narrow alleyway, beyond the range that ordinary people's sense of smell can detect, there is still a faint residual bloody smell, which is the same as the bloody smell in that box, under the powerful knight consciousness. In perception, Zhang Tie shuttled through the alley at an extremely fast speed, looking for the source of the bloody smell.

At this moment, Zhang Tie felt slightly regretful. If he had known that that bastard named Ryan would do such a thing, and would vent his anger on those who had nothing to do with him, then he should have put his head in the tavern. cut down.

It can be seen how powerful the power behind that guy can be for the police in Ampton City to come forward as lackeys.

But no matter what, that Ryan was already dead in Zhang Tie's heart, whoever dared to stand in front of him, then let him die with that mad dog Ryan.

The murderous intent surged in Zhang Tie's eyes, and he had already made up his mind.

Just half an hour later, Zhang Tie came to a hidden corner in a slum. On the ground in that corner, there was a pool of blood and a broken waterproof coir raincoat—here, it should be the little boy who was cut down by those people. arm place. Zhang Tie breathed a sigh of relief for not seeing the little boy's body here. The smell of blood became stronger here. Zhang Tie checked the ground here, and then followed the path on the ground Some traces and another smell of blood chased after it...

Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Tie saw the little boy in a corner of a garbage dump in a low-rise slum one kilometer to the east of where he first met him.

The little boy was soaking wet at the moment, curled up under the bushes of a small tree next to the garbage dump, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Zhang Tie ran over, squatted down in front of the little boy, and turned the little boy over.

The little boy closed his eyes tightly, clenched his teeth on a rusty iron wire, his face was as white as paper, there was no blood on his lips, and there were still some scars on his face.

Zhang Tie first checked the little boy's breath and pulse in the neck, and found that the little boy still had a heartbeat, but it was a little weak. If he didn't show up, the little boy would definitely not survive tonight. He touched the little boy's chest with his hand, Directly poured two doses of full-effect medicine into the little boy's stomach.

The little boy's right hand has been cut off, and there are large bloodstains on the clothes on his body, and at the place where it was cut off, at this moment, there is a piece of iron wire tightly wrapped around it, and the iron wire strangles the severed arm. The upper part was almost cut into the flesh, and the blood vessel was tightly tightened to prevent the blood from flowing out. One end of the iron wire was in the little boy's mouth, while the other end was wrapped around the little boy's left hand. superior.

Such a scene made Zhang Tie seem to see a little boy with a broken hand, driven by his survival instinct, stumbled to this garbage dump, and then found a rusty wire from the garbage, and then came to this garbage dump. Under the hidden bushes, he finally bit the wire with his teeth and tied up the wound on his severed arm.

This was the crudest way to stop the bleeding, and it was probably the only way the little boy could save himself at the time.

Under the tremendous pain, the little boy was like an abandoned and injured puppy. He passed out just after the wound was tied up...

Zhang Tie let the little boy lean on his lap, carefully removed the piece of iron wire from the little boy's mouth and hands, and helped the little boy treat the wound with special wound medicine.

Under the effect of the full potion, the little boy woke up leisurely,

opened his eyes.

"..ㄅ...they...they asked me where you...you are...you...you are a good person...I...I didn't tell them..."

The first words the little boy said after opening his eyes made Zhang Tie's eyes turn red.

"Is there anyone else in your family?" Zhang Tie lowered his voice and asked the little boy.

"No more... My father and mother a year ago... on the way to bring me to Hampton City... encountered a disaster... and died!" Speaking of family members, Xiao The boy's tears fell drop by drop, "They said they would take me...to the south...but they died before they arrived...Mom...told me to live...to be a good person Live... you say... am I a good person!"

"You are a good person!" Zhang Tie's tears flowed down...

A contented and weak smile appeared on the little boy's face, "I... Am I going to die... After death... Is it possible... to see my parents... .”

"You won't die!"

"You lied to me...I know...I feel like...I really want to sleep...They say...when people fall asleep...they die."

"I'm not lying to you, you can rest assured to sleep, when you wake up, you will be in a new place!"

"Is that... heaven?"

"Yes, there are no bad people there, no one will hurt you again!"

"Ah, in heaven will my arms grow... grow... I... I don't want my dad and mom... to see me... Without arms...so...they...would be sad!"

"Don't worry, your arms will grow back again!"

As Zhang Tie said, the little boy also slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Feeling that there was no one around, Zhang Tie put his hand on the little boy's head, and with a slight movement, he sent the little boy directly to the Black Iron Fort...

In the small town of Black Iron Fort where many people gathered, since the completion of an expansion of Black Iron Fort, the people gathered in the small town have become more and more devout in their belief in Zhang Tie. Every day, this little There are people praying in the temple at any time.

Tonight, there is a big event in the town. In order to meet everyone's needs, after everyone's discussion, everyone decided to start making statues of gods in this temple, so that the statues of gods can be brought back to everyone's home Worship up...

This is a sacred and solemn ceremony. From choosing the material of the statue to how to make the statue, to how to welcome the statue to the home of every believer, every detail here has been discussed by the most respected and knowledgeable people. Research to ensure that there is no flaw.

Without any warning, the sleeping little boy appeared at the foot of the statue of Zhang Tie in the temple, and everyone who was performing the ceremony was shocked...

"Ah, our God has brought another poor child into the Kingdom of God!" Someone shouted,

People rushed over and quickly and carefully lifted the little boy off the altar.

"Hurry up and carry this little boy to the medical room, prepare a brazier, scissors, hot water, and some cotton cloth..." An experienced old man in the crowd immediately directed those people...

Almost ten minutes after Zhang Tie sent the little boy to the Black Iron Fort, he was blocked by a person in a slum in Ampton City. The person who blocked him was wearing a black suit. clothes, holding a strange iron-claw-like weapon in his hand, when Zhang Tie was about to pass through an alley, the man walked out from the entrance of the alley, like a man who appeared out of nowhere The black ghost stood in Zhang Tie's way, looking at Zhang Tie with lifeless eyes.

The aura of that person was stronger than those people Zhang Tie had seen before, at least a tenth-level strong fighter.

Zhang Tie stopped in the alley, staring at this man fixedly.

Ryan's aura is that of a level nine fighter, so this person is definitely not Ryan's subordinate. It is impossible for a level nine mad dog to obey orders from someone stronger than him, but this person's killing intent towards him is naked Obviously, this person was sent by the person behind Ryan. It seems that the matter of killing those policemen at the entrance of his tavern has already alarmed the people behind Ryan. In order not to cause more trouble by lottery, that person sent a master to get rid of himself, the "troublemaker". Kill it as quickly as possible, so that the situation can be calmed down quickly, and it is also a deterrent to other people-that is a very ruthless person.

There were slight footsteps behind Zhang Tie, and another person came out from the other end of the alley behind Zhang Tie, more than 20 meters away from Zhang Tie, blocking Zhang Tie's retreat path.

Zhang Tie didn't turn his head back. He had already felt the aura of the person behind him just now. Like the person in front, he was a tenth-level strong fighter. In his feeling, he could even see the weapon in that person's hand, which was similar to his. Same, it's also a long sword, but the long sword in that person's hand looks much more advanced than the long sword in his hand.

Pity! Zhang Tie shook his head secretly. In this troubled world, even if two people like this died on the battlefield, it would be better to kill two more demons than to die here. But Zhang Tie knows that people are different. Human desire and greed will make people with the same ability choose completely different paths in many cases. Even if they are knights, some people will fight to the death on the battlefield for the human race. , but some people will also take refuge in the Three Eyes Society.

"If you leave Ampton now and swear never to come back, then I will treat you two as never before!" Zhang Tie said calmly.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhang Tie responded with two chuckles.

"This guy is quite humorous!" said the person in front of Zhang Tie.

"Perhaps, this is just another cunning, somewhat cunning little mouse, who is best at this kind of bluff trick!"

"Are you coming or am I coming?"

"Come on, let this little mouse go to you, half a minute at most, don't waste too much time, we have to take his head to the Gold Coin Tavern for a turn before we can go back and return!" The man behind Zhang Tie replied road.

"At most fifteen seconds is enough..." the man in front of Zhang Tie said, holding the strange iron claw in his hand like Zhang Tie walked over.

Zhang Tie stopped talking, pulled out his sword, and walked towards that person... You are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)