Chapter 775: Night Crows

Coffin, one of Herbert's three disciples!

At this moment, the other party looked terrible, with bloody welts all over his face and body. Not only was the broken leg not healed, but it seemed to be getting worse, even if he was walking, he needed to be held up.

And Coffin was dying, and was thrown into a carriage by the escort.

Qin Ran frowned.

Because, according to what he knew, Coffin, Joanna, and Harold should have left Burr City, or even Langton Country.

"Did something happen?"

Qin Ran looked at the escorting carriage, and his steps were not slow, and he followed up stealthily.

Don't talk about the information the other party knows, just the friendship in the past is enough for Qin Ran to choose to save people.

Qin Ran scanned the escort team.

Apart from the two drivers and the two people in the carriage, there were six other people in this team, two in front and two in back, and one on each side to guard the carriage.

Each carried a quick-fire rifle on his back, and each carried a short-handled quick-fire gun and a long sword at his waist.

His eyes are sharp and his expression is serious.

Even after trotting a considerable distance with the carriage, his expression remained unchanged and his breathing remained steady.

Elite soldiers!

It was the same as the elites Qin Ran had seen before.

But this made Qin Ran suspicious.

"Soldiers like this are still needed to escort a seriously wounded man like Coffin?"

Qin Ran looked around.

The darkness didn't block Kieran's sight, and the SS+ level of perception was enough for Kieran to see through the ordinary darkness, and his hearing was able to capture those subtle sounds.

...

Harold with three bodyguards leaned down and followed Peel with a cat on his waist. The hands of the young student holding the short-handled quick-fire gun were full of nervous sweat.

Although adequate preparations have been made, when things really come, young students still feel uncomfortable.

Worry and apprehension filled his heart.

However, the young student immediately gritted his teeth when he thought of his friend who had been arrested.

He couldn't just watch his friend being detained and tortured.

Because, he knew very well how vicious his enemy was.

If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to rescue his friend, then... his friend would really be doomed!

"Harold, you take two people to cover!"

"The remaining one will come with me!"

The butler of the old scholar said in a calm voice.

Having spent ten years as a mercenary, Pierre has long been used to such scenes, even when facing an unprecedentedly powerful enemy.

boom!

bang bang bang!

As soon as the words fell, Peel shot at the convoy in the distance.

Moreover, more than one shot!

Pierre's hands seemed to be magic, not only fast, but also extremely dexterous.

I saw one short-handled quick-fire gun after another appeared in Peel's hand. After four shots in a row, the two people driving the car and the two people walking in the front were shot and fell to the ground.

Clang!

Pierre, who drew out his long sword, quickly rushed towards the carriage.

The bodyguard who moved with Peel charged forward with a tower shield on his shoulder.

Harold and the other two bodyguards, who stayed behind, shot to cover.

It's just that compared with Peel's spear skills, Harold and the two bodyguards have nothing to gain.

The moment the gunshots appeared, the soldiers in charge of the escort reacted.

They all searched for cover and began to fight back.

Although there was no kill, such a sudden attack bought a considerable amount of time for Pierre and the shield-raising bodyguard, causing the two to rush to the carriage quickly.

As the two approached, they immediately received the attention of the soldiers.

Clang, clang!

The projectile hit the tower shield, and sparks flew everywhere, but it did not stop Peel and the shield-raising bodyguard.

Peel, who had been hiding behind the shield, rushed out straight away.

It's not rushing out straight, but in a tumbling posture.

Ten years of mercenary career let Peel know what kind of way he should choose at this time, which is the right way.

puff!

Pierre, who was rolling, jumped up like a fish, and pierced the neck of the soldier in front of him with a sword. At the same time, he raised his hand and grabbed the gun from the opponent's hand, and pulled the trigger on the soldier on the side.

boom!

Another soldier fell in response.

Six soldiers died in Peel's hands, and most of the opponent's ten soldiers lost their threat.

But the remaining four soldiers did not give up.

Especially the two soldiers with natural fortifications in the carriage caused Peel a lot of trouble.

Although Peel had effectively dodged the moment the opponent took aim, his shoulder had already been scratched by gunpowder bullets, and what was more serious was that the bodyguard holding the shield was knocked down by a single shot.

"Peel!"

Harold exclaimed, and pulled the trigger again.

boom!

bang bang!

Amidst the smog, the gun barrels in the hands of the three people in charge of cover burst out with flames.

Harold missed again.

But the two bodyguards have gained something.

One kills, one wounds.

Facing the wounded man, Pierre stabbed out with a sword and understood him.

Immediately, the soldiers outside the car were swept away.

But Pierre and Harold didn't look happy at all.

The gunfire rang out, and soon more enemies would come upon hearing the news.

And the two soldiers relying on the solid wood carriage were obviously ready to guard against death.

Their time is running out!

Pierre gritted his teeth, and while the opponent was reloading the ammunition, one stabbed near the door handle of the carriage.

Snapped!

Sawdust flew, and a shallow pit appeared.

But compared with the solid wood carriage, such small pits are nothing at all.

Clap clap!

Peel slashed continuously like crazy, and he slashed with all his strength a dozen times, making Peel panting and making the door of the carriage crumbling.

Click!

Another blow, and the wooden door was shattered.

When the quick-fire gun in the carriage was extended, Peel rolled and got under the carriage.

bang bang bang!

A series of gunshots sounded.

Harold who rushed up took two bodyguards and two soldiers who had lost their bunkers and fired at each other.

The two bodyguards and two soldiers almost died together.

Harold was not injured by the subconscious protection of two bodyguards.

After thanking the two bodyguards from the bottom of his heart, Harold rushed to the carriage quickly.

"Coffin?"

"How are you?"

Harold half dragged and half hugged his unconscious friend out of the carriage.

"Come on, we need to leave!"

Peel, who helped Harold set up Coffin, spoke quickly.

But the three of them were stopped before they could take a few steps.

Or……

Surrounded!

Hundreds of soldiers appeared around, pointing their guns at the three of them.

"As long as you put out a bait, you can catch more fish!"

"After all, there is no shortage of idiots in the world!"

A middle-aged man stepped out from among the soldiers.

The badge on the shoulder represents that the other party has a certain official rank.

"However, I need to thank you idiots!"

"If it weren't for you, I still don't know how to lure that 2567!"

The middle-aged man looked at the ugly faces of Peel and Harold, and waved his hand.

Immediately, hundreds of soldiers stepped forward in unison.

boom!

The sound of uniform footsteps, like the sound of a war drum, made Pierre and Harold tremble, and they took a step back unconsciously.

But where can I retreat?

There are people from each other in all directions!

A sense of powerlessness rose from the hearts of the two of them.

"Feel sorry!"

As the proposer of this action, Harold said to Peel.

The old scholar's butler shook his head and clenched the long sword in his hand.

He was going to kill a few more people desperately, and pull him as a backup.

As for being captured?

Peel knew very well that life was sometimes more terrifying than death.

Harold obviously noticed the strangeness of the teacher butler.

The smart young man guessed the butler's thoughts in an instant.

Slightly trembling, the young man raised the gun in his hand.

The young man was ready to fight to the death.

Even though his heart was full of fear of death, his whole body trembled with fear.

But he had been captured once, and he definitely didn't want to experience it again.

"Stubborn resistance?"

The middle-aged man laughed mercilessly, and immediately gave the order to capture him alive.

The other party is very clear that it will definitely take some trouble to do so, but everything is worth it.

One must know that the three people in front of him represent his future.

Thinking of the joy, the middle-aged man's laughter unconsciously grew louder.

But such laughter was interrupted by a crow's cry.

Quack, quack!

The crow, with a touch of bright red in the blackness, spread its wings under the moonlight.

PS second update~