Chapter 119 Little Carol's Revenge

"Ha, finally let me catch you!"

Rumbling... The rain that has been brewing for a long time will not be small, but in a short while, the sparse raindrops are rushing down from the sky, gradually forming a dense rain curtain.

Seeing the bandits quickly dodge into the forest, on the hill, the young man covered with huge leaves opened his mouth and yawned: "Ah...then, let the hunting begin!"

Needless to say, these people were none other than Tang En and the others who had been following them overnight. After being slowed down by obtaining information and going the wrong way twice, he finally caught up with this group of bobcat thieves.

"Uh, when we do it later..." Tang En looked at Carol, who was holding a leaf on top of the leaf and holding on to the scythe, and said, "Keep that bobcat for me!"

"Yes, boss!" The gray space member nodded, and then quickly ran down the mountain and disappeared into the rain.

They are just ordinary bandits. As long as they catch up, Tang En believes that the members of the gray space can still handle them.

"Carol, let's go, let's find a place to shelter from the rain."

"Brother Tang En..."

"Um?"

"I, I..." Carol pursed her lips, pointed her face forward and said, "Can I go and see?"

"Uh..." Tang En was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head to meet little Carol's eyes, which contained stubbornness, anger, and longing... Nodded, leaned over and hugged her, "Okay."

... The forest in this mountain is not too big, and the trees in it are dense and dense. After the thieves rushed here in a swarm, they scattered and grabbed the cover of the leafy trees.

Naturally, the best position belonged to the leader of the bobcat, and the others depended on each person's ability. After cursing for a while, all the bandits finally found their own positions.

Under a tree that was not too lush, a few bandits curled up.

"Damn, wait for me, I'll get rid of that mad dog sooner or later!" A bandit cursed vaguely while covering the corner of his slightly swollen mouth.

"You're asking for trouble!" The bandit next to him pulled some branches to cover his head, "He has a big fist, you can't grab it."

"That's right, have you forgotten, when he robbed last month, he split a mercenary in half with an axe, and Boss Bobcat admired him very much," another bandit persuaded.

"Hmph, it's just that I have a lot of stupid strength. I can find a few people to settle him in a few minutes..." The injured bandit muttered harsh words, but the others had no intention of listening.

"Why, you don't believe me? Let me tell you, I... eh?" The bandit wiped his face inexplicably, "Why are you pouring water on me..."

After all, it was covered by a tree. Although it couldn't completely block it, it could still cover most of it, so that it wouldn't be so drenched.

Perhaps feeling the warmth of the "water", the bandit put down his palm strangely and spread it out... The blood-red liquid in his hand was dripping down with the pattering raindrops, and the blood slowly slid down the palm lines.

"This, this, this..."

Hiss! The blood in front of his eyes suddenly radiated, and another large area was poured over, dyeing his chest red.

The bandit finally found a young man in black with an indifferent face and a feminine appearance standing up behind his companion with his throat cut.

Bang, the bandit reacted quickly with a prop on the tree trunk, and hurriedly rolled back: "There is..."

Half a syllable was drowned out by the sound of raindrops, and the young man in black pounced fiercely, stabbing once, twice, three times... When he stood up, he had turned into a blood man, licked his lips, and swallowed a drop of blood. Immediately, as if feeling something, he suddenly turned his head, and beside the tree in the distance, a bloated figure with a large leaf was standing there.

The tense shoulders of the young man in black slumped, he waved his hand this way, smiled, and then fled into the forest.

"Here, that's brother Mixiu. His family was also killed by the thieves, so, uh, the method may be a little cruel..."

Carol's pale hands tightly grasped Tang En's skirt, her head remained motionless, her eyes fixed on the bandit's corpse: "No, it's nothing, I think this is pretty good..."

"Tsk, well, let's find the next one!"

After all, little Carol is only a teenager. Seeing what happened just now, it must be a lie to say that she is not afraid. But since she was determined to do so, Tang En would not refuse.

Little Carol slept on his back last night, and woke up suddenly a few times. The mother was killed in front of her eyes, and she stayed with the rotting corpse for two days... Undoubtedly, these have left a deep imprint on her young heart.

Hate is something that sometimes requires blood and killing to calm down.

The killing is still going on, and what a team will become depends largely on the temperament and habits of the leader. The members of the Gray Space Squad had already learned a lot about sneak attacks and assassinations after hearing and seeing Tang En's various methods.

Today's messy woods and pouring rain are the best hunting grounds and shelters. These people are like ghosts from the outside to the inside, slowly cleaning up the bandits like cocoons.

This isn't killing people, it's just solving a slightly complicated puzzle, um, like a game! Do not believe? Listen, there is also the soundtrack of Chuan Lin Da Ye... Tang En hugged little Carol as he walked silently through the wind and rain, watching those bandits being quietly killed by daggers shot from behind, bushes, trees, etc. die. During this bloody massacre, the number of the 100-member Bobcat Bandit Group gradually dwindled.

The rain is getting heavier, it seems that God can't bear to see this scene, so I hope to use the crazy heavy rain to wipe out the blooming blood and the evil that cannot be concealed!

...in the middle of the forest, under several dense trees.

The thin man nicknamed Lynx turned his head and looked around from time to time, seeming a little restless.

"Head, what's the matter?" The strong man beside him asked in confusion.

"It's nothing." Shan Mao folded his arms and frowned, "Maybe it's too cold... I always feel that something is wrong around here."

"What's wrong?" The strong man was stunned, and looked around, "It's raining, it's normal."

"It's not this... well, I'm thinking too much!" The skinny man shook his head and smiled, "Maybe it's because he has done too many bad things, and I always feel that someone around is going to kill him. Haha..."

"Uh, haha! Boss, you are overthinking." The strong man waved the steel knife in his hand indifferently, and threw an arc of water, "Don't say that there is no one here, even if there is, I will... ..."

"Roar……"

The strong man's words were interrupted by a roar, and then the roar stopped abruptly.

"Uh, this... is this a mad dog?"

"Damn it!" Shan Mao's face changed suddenly, and he stood up and shouted, "Everyone gather to me, copy the guys to meet the enemy!"

Puff puff... The sound of raindrops piercing through the forest and beating leaves was still ringing, other than that, there was no answer.

Shan Mao's face turned darker, and he tightened his grip on the big sword in his hand, and the twitching corners of his eyes showed a little fear.

No matter how loud the rain was, it was impossible to cover up the roar, and there was no response right now, so there was only one possibility, that is, all the people scattered around had been wiped out. But they have only been here for about ten minutes. In such a short period of time, how many dozens of people have died so silently?

"Haha, David, you are too poor!" A black figure turned from behind the tree in front and laughed.

"Fuck, Mi Xiu, come and try, this guy can catch my sword..." In the depressed voice, a majestic body stepped out of the rain.

"Me? If I come, he won't have a chance to make a knife!"

One, one sword? Shan Mao's heart is completely cold. Mad Dog's brute force and viciousness can be ranked first in the bandit group, second only to him. Once he started fighting, sometimes he was so crazy that he even killed his own people. But the person in front of him actually managed to kill the mad dog with just one sword strike! Who the hell are these people... While speaking, several figures jumped out from various directions one after another.

Nine, ten, eleven... Bobcat silently counted the number of people on the opposite side, and then looked at the twenty or so people around him, feeling a little more at ease. Of course, just a little bit, he knew that the people on his side would never be able to beat the opponent.

"Who are you guys? Could there be some misunderstanding in it!" The situation is stronger than people, and Shan Mao's posture is very low. At the same time, this was also a question in his mind. The people in front of him were not wearing any armor, so they were obviously not regular soldiers. But it doesn't make sense if black people eat black people. Bandit groups with such strength are all ranked high, so how could they be favored.

"Misunderstanding? Hehe, you are the Bobcat Thieves, right?" the man named David on the other side said.

"Uh..." Shanmao's heart sank, it's over, it really came to the door.

"If you don't answer, you will be acquiescing!" David strode forward with an epee in one hand, his face a little hideous, "But let's find it easy! Who are we... I won't tell you, I want you to be like those villagers Same, die in a daze!"

The villagers... Shan Mao turned his mind, and instantly thought of the village they slaughtered two days ago. Damn, it turned out to be because of this.

"Do it! Kill them!" Shanmao knew that this matter could not be resolved, and immediately raised his sword and shouted.

Uh... Those bandits looked at each other in blank dismay, they were not idiots, and they were looking for death if they went up like this.

"Head, let's run... rub!" When the strong man turned his head to suggest, he was surprised to find that their boss bobcat had already run wildly more than ten meters behind. This...is so disrespectful!

"Run!" I don't know who yelled, and the twenty or so bandits scattered like rabbits shot by arrows.

Their thoughts are very simple, they will definitely not be able to beat them, and they will probably not be able to run... well, they probably won't be able to run away either. But there are more than 20 people here, and there are only a dozen or so people on the other side, at most half of them can be caught... As long as they are lucky, they might be able to escape... But soon they found that their luck seemed to be bad ...The strong man also chose the rear, turned his head while running, and was pleasantly surprised to find that no one was chasing after him. Haha, good luck, bless the God of Light... Bang!

Before he could rejoice for a moment, a figure flew up from in front of him, landed, and rolled to his feet.

"Uh...head, head?"

It was Shan Mao who came rolling over. He was not in good condition at this time, his great sword had been lost, and the braised copper armor on his chest was shriveled, and it seemed to be printed with... er, footprints?

The strong man looked up, and saw a black-clothed young man holding a girl walking slowly in front of him.

Swallowing, the strong man gripped the steel knife, loosened it, tightened it again, loosened it again... bang, plop!

"Hero, please forgive me. I have no choice but to be a bandit. Please don't kill me. I have an old man..." The strong man knelt down on the ground, crying out his bitter history with tears and snot in his nose.

The young man in black touched his nose: "You go, I won't kill you!"

"Pity my four-year-old... eh?" The strong man opened his mouth and was completely stunned.

"Why, don't you want to?"

"Ah, yes, yes. Thank you hero, thank you hero..." The strong man kowtowed a few times quickly and stood up quickly. Then carefully bowed around the young man in black, and finally ran into the rain. Haha, that's the thing. What strength is not strength, there is a bullshit, and the critical moment has to rely on acting skills... "Ahem..." Shanmao kept stroking his chest, hesitating for a while. Of course he saw that scene just now, could it be that this person is soft-hearted, should I also beg for mercy... Before he could make up his mind, a figure flashed behind him. Looking at the situation here, he spread his hands and said, "Boss, did you see a person running over just now?"

"Over there!" Tang En pointed to the direction where the strong man fled just now.

"oh!"

Uh... Shan Mao was desperate. This is not letting people live, it is because they are unwilling to make a move.

Tang En put down little Carol and walked over.

Shan Mao kept backing away, forced a smile and said, "Can I buy my life back?"

"Oh! How do you buy it?" Tang En looked interested.

"I have 5,000 gold coins on me, and I can give them all in exchange for my rotten life." As long as the thieves' group does this kind of no-cost business, as long as it is done well, the income is still very good.

"Sorry!" Tang En sighed, "I hate it, um, I hate it..."

Whoosh... With a flash in his figure, Tang En suddenly appeared in front of Shanmao, sprinkled a little bit of blood casually.

Hiss, hiss, bang! boom!

"ah!"

Shan Mao flew out again, but this time the scream was louder, because the complete armor on his body quickly disintegrated in the air, and the kick just now firmly kicked his lower abdomen.

Click, Tang En opened the small metal box in his hand: "Five thousand, six thousand, eight thousand, ten thousand, twelve thousand!"

"Tsk tsk, I really hate it when people lie to me!" Tang En nodded with a sure face, and closed the box, "So, you are dead!"

Bobcat could no longer answer Tang En's angry questioning at this time, and curled up in a bowed shrimp shape, moaning continuously.

"Carol, tell me, how should I torture him..." Tang En turned his head, "Don't worry, I'm cruel, as long as you tell me, I can do it."

"I...I want to kill him myself." Carol pursed her lips, her face full of determination.

"Ah?" Tang En was stunned for a moment, and rubbed his nose, "I don't want this one. Killing people is different from watching people kill people. I don't suggest you..."

"I killed someone! In the cellar!" Carol lowered her head and said softly.

"Uh..." Tang En patted his forehead, "But this..."

Tang En really didn't want little Carol to get blood on her hands again, he understood that feeling very well. Maybe she will dare to strike now because of her hatred, but later on, this scene will keep reappearing and reappearing in front of her eyes... "Brother Tang En, I want to kill him!"

Carol raised her head, her tight little face was full of stubbornness, and the tears in her eyes slowly slid down the rain, but this did not affect the stubborn eyes.

Nodding his head, Tang En spread his hands: "Since you insist on this, then... fine!"

After finishing speaking, Tang En walked up to the bobcat, stretched out his feet, clicked, clicked, clicked, clicked... "Ah!!!"

Bobcat's body writhed wildly like a dying fish, his limbs had been completely crushed!

After doing all this, Tang En quietly walked to the side, waving his hands as a gesture of invitation.

Little Carol threw away the leaves, her immature chest twitched and calmed down a few times, and she walked over holding a sickle with a wooden handle in both hands.

Under the storm, Carol was like a trembling fallen leaf, small and powerless. After walking a few steps, his body fell to the ground in a flash, and the sickle was blown to the side. Before Tang En could pass by, she quickly got up from the ground and picked up the sickle. The little clothes full of mud fluttered in the wind, and her young body was constantly shaking, but her footsteps seemed very firm, step by step, leaving a row of small footprints on the muddy road behind her.

At some point, the members of the gray space gathered around, watching the scene in front of them silently.

No matter how far the journey is, it will eventually arrive!

The bobcat lying on the ground stopped screaming, and now he was only panting weakly. The rain poured down, hitting his eyes so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. Gradually, a young figure with a sickle appeared in his squinted eyes.

The two looked at each other for a moment, perhaps because of the rain, Bobcat involuntarily moved his eyes away.

"What do you mean, let a child kill me? Huh...haha, okay, come on, little guy, do you know where the heart is? Huchi...come on, do you dare? Do you dare? Haha..." Anyway It was also a dead end, Bobcat laughed wildly as if he was going all out.

Tang En frowned, but he forgot to remove his chin just now... At this moment, in the wind and rain, the crooked sickle was lifted high by two thin arms, and it fell, poof! It was cut on the chest, leaving a long bloodstain.

"Yeah!" Bobcat groaned, and then roared ferociously: "Haha, you can't even aim! Come, come to the heart!"

puff! Another bloodstain was drawn out.

"Ah—damn, are you blind, you little bastard?"

puff!

Uh... Tang En raised his eyebrows, then shook his head lightly.

puff!

"Little bastard, you're cruel!" At this moment, the bobcat also understood that the other party obviously didn't miss the aim, but did so on purpose, and his original plan to die quickly fell through!

"Little bastard, I killed your father, right? Haha, do you know how I killed him? I tied him to a big tree and nailed him with one arrow after another. Howling..." Shanmao kept spitting out fierce words, trying to provoke the opponent.

puff! Little Carol swung the knife down again with a blank face!

"Ah—little bastard, I even killed your mother..."

…Little Carol suddenly paused with her raised hands.

"Haha, that's true. That's right, I killed your mother, little bastard, oh, I won't kill a girl easily. Do you know, I took off her clothes, oh, the skin inside is snow white , she still yelled not to..."

"**!" David cursed angrily, and was about to step out. But soon, the stepped foot was hanging in the air... Little Carol took a few steps forward, came to the bobcat's head, and tried to insert the curved blade of the sickle into the opponent's mouth.

But the lynx obviously guessed her intentions, and it kept its mouth tightly shut even though the scythe was slashing its face.

Little Carol hesitated for a moment, then the reverse sickle began to drop.

boom! boom! boom!

Human mouths are inherently fragile, and Bobcat felt his teeth vibrate and fall off after being hit a few times, and couldn't help yelling: "Little bastard, your mother was fucked by me... Woohoo!"

Taking the opportunity, the sickle was stuffed into his mouth, and he pulled it horizontally.

Hiss... "Woo, um, laughing rice dumpling (little bastard), wheezing..."

Soon, the other side was also pulled away, and the leaky mouth could no longer spit out complete words.

Little Kahlo waved the knife silently again, puff, puff, puff... Bobcat uttered words with unknown meanings, and his body shook... In the white rain curtain, the expressions and movements of the members of the gray space were all frozen. They don't know if this scene will be imprinted in little Carol's mind, but there is no doubt that this picture will be kept in their minds for a long time.

About three minutes later, Lynx's blood was almost gone, and the bloody body only heaved weakly.

Carol also used up most of her strength in the constant swinging of the knife. Finally, she tried her best to aim the tip of the sickle at the Bobcat's left chest. The whole small body pressed against it, poof—the Bobcat's body trembled for the last time, and then its head drooped to the side. .

"Mom, little Carol avenged you..."

Immediately, the body was lifted and entered into a warm chest.

"Okay, okay. It's over, let's go back!"

"Well...it's over...Brother Tang En..."