Chapter 286 I Just Sold My Soul to the Devil...

Dawn City is several hundred miles north, in an unknown valley.

The location here is considered secluded, making it a perfect hiding place for bandits and bandits. In fact, this is exactly the case, a cottage-like building is standing here.

However, the current situation of this village is not good. Through the wide open door of the village, bandits wearing various leather armors and coarse cloths can be seen crouching on the ground, or the vital parts of the heart are nailed with crossbow arrows, or the neck is cracked. Long bloody mouths... Judging from the dazed and horrified expressions on the faces of these corpses and their distribution, it is obvious that the bandits around the village gate were killed instantly and unknowingly. Later, when the bandits became more resistant, the villagers But the door is wide open, and the situation is over...

Beyond the devastation, continue towards the buildings behind the village. The same corpses were everywhere, but the difference was that most of the bandits here died with their backs to the village gate. This shows that by this time, the bandit gang had completely collapsed. They stupidly turned around and ran away, completely selling their backs to the enemy, and were immediately killed. Shoot!

This situation extends all the way to the very back of the cottage, in front of a relatively atmospheric two-story attic. At this time, if you observe carefully, you will feel a little shuddered, because the ground here is actually full of bandit corpses. In other words, in this battle, the attackers did not suffer any casualties.

Since he has been reduced to the level of a bandit, and it is still on such a small scale, his strength is naturally not much higher. He probably just relies on his physical strength to bully ordinary people. But it is undeniable that to be able to do this kind of work with your head on your belt, you must be ruthless and ruthless. But now it still hasn’t hurt anyone on the other side, which only shows that the strength of both sides is not at the same level at all...

The battle was coming to an end. At this time, apart from the occasional sound of weapons clashing from behind the valley, only the screams coming from the second-story attic were the most earth-shattering.

The attic hall was still littered with corpses. However, there were a dozen men in black armor with cold faces standing around, and the dozen daggers hanging down naturally were dripping with blood... Obviously, they were the murderers who caused the tragedy in this cottage.

Among these people, a middle-aged man with disheveled clothes and a muscular body lay down on the broken board with a horrified expression, holding his hands and retreating continuously.

Following his fearful eyes, you can see a handsome and even somewhat feminine young man walking slowly towards him, with a calm expression and calm eyes.

Judging from their appearance and physique, the positions of these two people should be replaced. But in fact, this middle-aged man was extremely afraid of this seemingly harmless young man.

There is no way, when you, as a bandit leader, are lying in bed leisurely and taking a nap, you are suddenly woken up, and before you can get angry, you find that the cottage you have worked so hard to build is almost over. Then he turned around in shock and anger, and was shocked to find that it was his enemy who woke him up! After another hurried fight, his hamstring was broken easily and he fell to the ground... This would be scary to anyone!

"Who are you? Who are you..." The room was so big. When the blood stains on his feet spread to the corners, the middle-aged man who had no way to retreat roared unwillingly.

It is undoubtedly depressing to be completely wiped out but not know who the other party is or even the reason.

But it was a pity that the young man had no intention of answering his question. He walked up to him, squatted down, and said indifferently: "I ask a question, and you answer one, do you understand?"

"Hush, huh, huh... don't even think about it... ugh!" The middle-aged man responded stiffly at first, but then he seemed to have seen something, his body suddenly trembled, and his face turned pale.

Sensing the opponent's gaze, the young man lowered his head and looked at his left chest. There was a brand mark there, and a dagger penetrated the skull from top to bottom. It looked weird and bloody! He raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, do you know our identities?"

"Gray, gray... space!" The middle-aged man's teeth were trembling a little and he couldn't help but nod.

How could you not know that this is the unique symbol of the Gray Space Team? Most of the bandits in Shiwandashan are familiar with it. To them, this group of people is simply a demonic existence. Since a few months ago, countless bandit groups have died in their hands, and there are even large bandit groups like Kuangfeng among them...

"That's easy." The feminine young man nodded in understanding and said, "More than ten days ago, someone leaked the location of the Gray Army. Well, you know about this, right?"

"I don't know." The middle-aged man came back from his panic and subconsciously denied it.

Shaking his head, the young man forcibly grabbed the middle-aged man's right arm, curled up his four fingers, leaving only his thumb outside, and said calmly: "Why bother, both sides are destined to die, why not cooperate honestly and save yourself unnecessary pain... "

Hiss...

"Ah!!!" A shocking scream suddenly came out. The middle-aged man looked like a fish that accidentally jumped ashore. His body shook violently. He clenched his left hand into a fist and subconsciously hit the young man's head.

However, this struggle was destined to be in vain. A flash of blade light flashed by, and the middle-aged man let out another scream. He changed his body to lie down, and gasped like a dying beast. The palm of his left hand was nailed directly to the ground by a dagger. The blood spread and he could not lift it up. This miserable situation is certainly painful, but compared to the right hand, it really pales in comparison.

The palm of his right hand was intact. The only weird thing was the position of his thumb. The curled joint there was thick with bones and there was no trace of flesh and blood.

No one could see the process clearly. Even the middle-aged man himself was dazzled by the pain. Only after feeling severe pain did he realize that his thumb had been completely shaved off. There is no need to describe the feeling of connecting the fingers with the heart!

The dozen or so people with indifferent expressions around him glanced over, their eyes flashing, showing some admiration.

This method of extorting a confession was naturally cruel, but when it fell into their eyes, they saw another meaning. Only the skin and flesh are removed without breaking the bones. This technique requires extremely high requirements for controlling the dagger.

The feminine young man clapped his hands, his face still calm, as if he had done nothing, he stood up and gestured backward.

Bang, bang, bang...

Several large boxes were brought over and stacked on the ground. When they were opened, a burst of golden light suddenly bloomed, illuminating the entire house and even sweeping away the previous chilling and bloody atmosphere!

Such a shocking effect may be the reason why people still like gold coins even though they know that gold tickets are convenient.

Ding-dang-dang... grabbed a handful of gold coins and sprinkled them down again. The young man smashed his mouth, turned around and asked: "One hundred thousand gold coins, tsk, tsk, why has the banditry business become so profitable?"

When the middle-aged man saw this, his expression suddenly turned pale, but then he raised his head and laughed loudly, shouting simply: "Haha, yes, I did it, I will kill you or cut him into pieces... ah!"

Kacha... there was another miserable howl. The young man lifted his feet and left. The broken thumb bones were trampled into several pieces: "Pay attention to the tone of your speech, I don't like it." After a pause, he leaned over to face the middle-aged man again, a little bit. With shrinking eyes, "You still have something to hide, right?"

"No, no!" Beads of sweat slid down from his forehead. The middle-aged man reluctantly took back his right hand and said painfully, "I have said everything that needs to be said. It was I who discovered the Gray Army's garrison and then passed it on to the official. Bounty."

"No, no, no..." The young man shook his fingers frivolously, and his lips curled up slightly, "I believe you passed it on, but you definitely didn't discover it."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but the young man waved his hand to stop him again, "Don't deny it in a hurry. Well, do you know which way the main city gate of the Gray Army opens?"

"Uh... east, east!" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then said quickly. This answer is quite reliable. In other worlds, it is customary to start with the east, and the main gates of most cities are opened on the east side.

"Oh?" The young man's lips curled up slightly with a hint of sarcasm.

"Wait a minute, I remembered it wrong, it's... the west side, the west side, right?"

"Haha." Patting the panicked middle-aged man on the shoulder, the feminine young man laughed twice and said calmly: "It's in the southeast."

The terrain of the mountain range is complex. It would be unconventional to build a city in a valley in the order of southeast, northwest and northwest, because it is likely that there will be a mountain peak outside the city gate, so the site selection is basically based on local conditions. The main gate of Shuguang City is in the southeast, that is, facing the periphery of Shiwanda Mountain. There is naturally a reason for such a construction, because the main city gate is often the place with the strongest defense capability.

"Let me guess..." The young man bent his finger and tapped his forehead, and took two steps left and right. "I asked you to send a message. This shows that the other party does not care about the bounty of 100,000 gold coins. Well, it should be a large-scale thieves group... ...And you are still willing to take the blame now, which means that the other party has something to do with it. Let me guess, oh, there are descendants hiding outside..."

As the young man analyzed slowly, the middle-aged man's face became paler, and finally he couldn't help shouting and interrupting: "Fuck you! I did this. If you have the ability, kill me now. I Fuck your mother..."

Snapped! Several teeth flew out.

A slap swallowed back the other person's words. The young man shook his palm and said expressionlessly: "My mother is dead, killed by your colleagues." Then he shrugged, "Okay, let's get back to the topic. Well, it seems that such a violent reaction is what I expected. So...well, let's play it slowly."

Turning his hand and taking out another dagger, the feminine young man leaned forward again.

"You know? The boss once told me that as long as the technique is right, even if you are stabbed a thousand times, a person will not die. I have always been curious about this, thank you for giving me this opportunity to try... Well, let's start with the arms first , so even if you make a mistake, it won’t be fatal..."

"Devil, devil, you are the devil..." No matter how much the middle-aged man resisted, his right arm was still pulled over.

"Wrong! I just sold my soul to the devil..."

"ah--"

After the faint voice, there were continuous screams and wails. The middle-aged man was weak and had no way to refuse the pain inflicted on him. And the pain will not disappear immediately, because the other party has no intention of killing him with one knife. This is destined to be a protracted battle...

…

After a moment, a fat man slipped in, looked at the forced confession scene at the door, then swallowed and retreated again.

Outside the door, a dozen people also came, listening to the screams coming from inside. Although they did not show any fear, their expressions were a bit weird after all.

"Wow wow..." The fat man just jumped up and down and ran out of it, constantly patting his chest, "It's too bloody, too violent. Phew, my little heart is still pounding."

"Harry, look at your potential! And with your physique, how can your heart be so small?" A burly man holding a big sword curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"Hey, you have the ability to go in and see for yourself." Harry argued dissatisfiedly, then pinched his chin and said with emotion, "David, have you noticed that Michu has changed a bit? Well, he is a bit similar to the boss, but there are some It’s not like that. When I see him now, I feel a little confused.”

"Is there..." David frowned and thought for a while, then grinned and nodded slightly, "It seems to be true, well, there won't be any problems if this continues."

"Y-probably not." Harry's tone was a little uncertain, and he scratched his hair, "The boss is also very good, but David, you should go and chat with Mi Xiu if you have time."

Due to Tang En's absence, the gray space is now faintly divided into three parts. David and Micho each led half of the second-phase members as one part, while the first-phase members like Harry and Luke were part of the team. David and Michu naturally have the highest status here, so it is most appropriate for David to come forward.

"Yes." David nodded thoughtfully after hearing this. He felt the same way when he first met his boss, but it disappeared soon. Michu should also be like this...

"Okay, don't make random guesses. Let's leave this to Mi Xiu. Let's clean up the battlefield first and remove the traces..."

…………(To be continued.)