Chapter 167 Familiar Confrontation

The long alleyway is covered with gauze and drizzle.

The city planning in this other world is not very good, or there is basically no clear planning except for the aristocratic area. So no matter where you are, you can see all kinds of criss-crossing, long or short lanes.

Because the one in front of us is close to the center of the city, it is not like those abandoned alleys in remote corners. However, the people living here hurriedly closed their doors and windows, looking through the gaps at the guard cavalry running quickly through the water below.

"Quick, quick, quick, quick..." the leading cavalry captain urged loudly while running.

It's certainly not easy to get to the center of the city within twenty minutes. Therefore, all the cavalry teams chose to cross the alley and move forward in a straight line.

Did something big happen? Some residents thought of the sudden explosion just now and secretly speculated. But in an instant, they opened their mouths wide and held their breath... Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Bang! boom! Bang... "Ah!" "Damn!" "Defense! Defense!"

Amidst the noise, the several rows of cavalry in front seemed to be struck by lightning. They jumped into the air and flew backwards for several meters to hit their companions behind them.

The body was facing up, with several crossbow arrows nailed through the armor. Some of them penetrated the unsuspecting head directly, and the brilliance in their eyes gradually disappeared... The light rain poured down, neutralizing the trickling blood, and soaked a large area in an instant.

After several rounds of arrows, the cavalry quickly set up frontal defense, gradually advanced, and included some injured companions for protection.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... "Ah..."

"Damn, behind! They are behind, ah..."

The cavalry's defensive formation was instantly in chaos. In the drizzle, they couldn't see the enemy at all, and they couldn't judge the direction of the attack. They only heard the constant whistling of crossbow arrows, and the miserable howls of their injured companions... like the laughing cry of the God of Death!

"Over there! Over the left front and left rear alleys, attack!"

After the initial embarrassment, some cavalrymen judged the location of the enemy from the trajectory of the crossbow attack. As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of spears were stabbed at him.

Bang - "Ah..." "I can't see, I can't see..."

The attacking cavalry felt their eyes brighten up, as if the sun had suddenly risen in front of them. The entire field of vision was filled with white, and tears could not help but burst out of their eyes. After that, the whistling sound of crossbow arrows became more intense... After a while, the alley returned to silence.

The residents stood blankly by the attic windows, looking at the cavalry team swaying and groaning below.

Because it was from a high position, they saw the attacker. They were seven or eight ghosts in black armor. They were running silently on the narrow wall. The crossbows in their hands were pointed downwards steadily, pulling the trigger, loading the arrow, pulling the trigger, loading the arrow... always mechanical and standard actions! The residents seemed to feel that they could see through the rain curtain and see their indifferent faces... The whole process only lasted two minutes, and these black-armored ghosts retreated in an orderly manner. But the residents who saw it had reason to believe that this nightmarish scene would continue to repeat itself in their minds and dreams.

... Scenes similar to this are also being staged in several other alleys. The people in the city square are constantly venting violence, while the alleys here are carrying out silent and bloody killings.

Of course, not every team was hit hard. In one place, the attacking men in black armor ran into trouble. They were being tightly entangled and unable to get rid of them.

"Go this way!" "Don't step there, there's a trap." "Well, I saw you..."

A middle-aged man holding a green spear led dozens of cavalrymen, constantly shuttling through the complex alleyways. In front of them, in the misty rain, several black figures were running wildly.

Needless to say, this middle-aged man is of course Bernie. They were also ambushed a few minutes ago, but were instantly defeated by his impeccable marksmanship. At this time, he was following the traces left by the other party, breaking through various traps in a relaxed tone.

But now that although the other party's whereabouts have been discovered, Bernie's heart is not as relaxed as it seems on the surface. He is worried about the other groups of cavalry. He can break through the ambush of the black-armored men in front of him at will, but the same cannot be said for others... Somehow, he has a vague feeling now. The other party seemed to be very familiar with them. They had changed routes, chosen to walk, divided their troops... all of this seemed to be under the control of the other party... Just at this moment - a cold light fell from the sky, cutting through the rain quickly. The gauze scratched his throat.

The black figure running wildly in front also stopped instantly, and with a roar, three crossbow arrows shot into his chest in a cross-shaped pattern.

"Good!" Bernie couldn't help but secretly praise. The angle and timing of this attack were just right. If it were anyone else, this siege might have been successful, but when faced with him who had been tested by assassins many times... he instantly raised the green spear and pointed it diagonally upwards against his body.

Bernie knew clearly that the three crossbow arrows in front of him were just feints. The real threat was the dagger that was about to stab his neck.

Ding-bang!

In the blink of an eye, the tip of the gun hit the dagger.

The attacking figure paused in the air for an instant, and then was swept into the ribs by the green gun tail, click!

With a muffled groan, the black figure used the strength to jump out and climbed to the top of the wall. He stumbled a few steps and almost fell.

Regardless of the broken ribs, the attacker with a feminine face stared down, clang, clang, clang!

Bernie waved his spear, freely drawing a beautiful arc, and accurately circled the three crossbow arrows. Then, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... The face of the attacker on the wall changed. He did not expect the crossbow arrows used to surround and kill the opponent. In the end, he shot himself. He bowed his waist, leaped horizontally, and three crossbow arrows flew high into the sky while grazing his body.

Although he dodged it, he didn't feel any surprise in his heart, because, sneeze - the green edge came out of the gun and shot up from below.

"Captain Michu!" "Be careful!"... shouted anxiously, and several black figures in the distance rushed over quickly, but they were obviously beyond their reach.

It's not that Mi Xiu didn't want to hide, it was that he couldn't hide at all. In order to avoid the three arrows, his body had become old and he couldn't control it at all. He could only watch as he was sent towards the gun light. Bernie below also knows this very well.

Just die like that? The revenge of my relatives has not yet been avenged... It's really ridiculous, but I still want to attack others... If the boss is here, I can definitely avoid it... Mi Xiu closed his eyes as several thoughts flashed through him.

Suddenly, bang - waves of air surged, and Mi Xiu felt as if his body was entangled with a thread, and was pulled backwards in an instant. The eyes opened, and the blood-red light shined brightly, and the green light that hit was blocked by a pitted dagger.

"Huh... well done!"

The soft words with a bit of breath echoed in the ears, and then the body was sent up the wall again by a soft force.

Boss... Mi Xiu, who was turning around on the edge of death, could clearly identify the owner of the words. He stood firm and looked downwards.

The person who arrived in time was Tang En. After taking the overall situation, he rushed over quickly. He knew very well how powerful Powers and Bernie were, and it was not something that David and Michu could resist now.

After rescuing Michu, Tang En stepped on the wall, jumped up, and instantly pulled out eight phantoms in the air, disappeared, and flashed downwards like a ghost, and dots of blood covered all the vital parts of Bernie's body.

All movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, completed in one go.

Kill in vain!

Bernie's pupils shrank instantly. He felt something was wrong when the gun light was destroyed. This attack method seemed a bit familiar... Holding the middle part of the spear, his wrist shook, and the silky blue gun shadow was on his body. Flying beside them, they quickly formed a dense defensive circle.

If there is a sharp-eyed person here, he will find that under the shadow of this kind of gun, even the light rain can't get in. This is really a watertight and delicate defensive gunmanship that Powers once praised highly.

At this time, it was as if the bloody light across space had arrived in front of the gun, ding, ding, ding... the gusts of wind were like rain hitting banana trees, and the blood-colored dagger shadows and cyan gun light were instantly intertwined. Confrontation, entanglement, breakthrough, collision... In a short breath, Tang En's figure was no longer visible in the alleyway, leaving only dense blood-colored dots.

Bernie's expression was serious, and he was not sure where the other party was in the surroundings. Of course, there is no point talking about this now. In this extremely fast-paced duel, eyes have become a liability, and combat intuition is the key.

Bang, bang, bang... The width of the alleyway was not very wide, and the empty spears left little holes on the surrounding walls.

No, it's too fast... Bernie couldn't help but take half a step back to buffer the strong pressure brought by the opponent. But soon he found that he had made the most stupid decision, retreating, retreating, retreating again... advance, advance, advance again... He made a half-step mistake, the shadow of the gun gradually disappeared, and now Bernie could only rely on continuous retreat. Maintain defense. Calm down, calm down...not good!

Bernie's eyes only felt blurred, and the red light flashed in. The figure appeared in his sight again, but this time the two sides were already close at hand, and the defense was broken!

Hiss, hiss, hiss... Two in one life, four in two, four in four... What was originally just a small red light suddenly broke and changed in a narrow space, and finally became a situation like a thousand arrows coming.

"Roar!"

At this time, Bernie had no choice. He gave up his spear and used all his strength to activate his fighting spirit. A set of armor emitting cyan light emerged from his body... For some reason, he suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar, as if he had experienced it before. Like...poof! puff! Poof... The figures merged and separated, one stayed in place, and the other flew to the middle of the cavalry behind, and the figure of the latter trembled violently in the air, and blood flowers bloomed wantonly... Bang! It fell and knocked down a large group of cavalry who were trying to catch it.

Raising his eyebrows, Tang En put away the dagger: "It seems that your strength has not improved much."

"Pfft! It's you, it's you..." Opening his mouth to spit out blood mist, Bernie pointed forward tremblingly. The battle at the Yanlong Club station in Laiyan City slowly emerged in his mind... In that battle, he was also cut in front of Tang En and was injured in the end. But at that time, he was mainly careless, and Tang En's injury was not serious. But now he was defeated so easily... No improvement in strength? How could it be possible? In the assassination after assassination, Bernie knew that his strength was constantly growing. It's just that the other party has made more progress and is more terrifying... "Bingo, you got the right answer! It's a pity that there is no reward..."