Chapter 1417 Unqualified Assassin

Four crossbow arrows came at lightning speed.

I stared at the four gradually enlarging diamond-shaped arrows, listened to the increasingly sharp whistling, and felt the air being continuously squeezed and exploded, without any fluctuation in my heart.

I never trusted them from the beginning.

I'm not just a passionate comic book hero. I can't just trust someone when I meet them.

What's more, I have seen the true face of this hypocritical and cold elves who pursue fame and fortune.

Of course, I am not referring to all the elves in general, but as long as a part of them, even a small part, I will not take any of the residents of Moonlight City lightly, not to mention the so-called assassination of someone squatting in the grass at night, fully armed. Team member now.

But when faced with several crossbow arrows fired at me, I didn't intend to dodge. I didn't intend to dodge them all, only the two that shot toward my eyes.

After flashing two crossbow arrows towards my eyes, I clearly felt two sharp pains coming from the middle and left side of my neck. The pain was extremely violent and rapid, like a flood hitting a dam. Pain-sensing nerves, the pain made me grin.

The force of the crossbow arrows was greater than I imagined. When the sound of cracking bones and flesh disappeared, I felt a chill on my neck. I turned my head slightly and saw that two crossbow arrows had penetrated my neck and were deeply embedded in the ground. .

Only then did I realize that the two crossbow arrows were not simple at all. The moment they were inserted into the ground, a faint white light that was not obvious quietly dispersed.

No wonder he was able to pierce through with an arrow. It turned out that he used combat skills.

I fell backwards and hit the ground hard, making a muffled sound. The sound was like a broken sandbag falling to the ground.

"Dead?" one of them asked.

"Through his throat, he should be dead," another person said.

"What to do next?" Another person asked: "Find a place to bury it, or burn it?"

"Bury it," the person before said, "If you burn it, it will easily cause unnecessary trouble."

I squinted my eyes and listened carefully to the conversation between the four people.

Then, I heard Xisuo's footsteps, and soon, through my squinted eyes, I saw the faces of four people at the same time.

Their eyes were very indifferent, looking at me like I was looking at a piece of trash that had been thrown away.

This is definitely not the first time these people have assassinated others, but it is the first time they have assassinated someone like me.

Just when the man standing on the right side of my head was about to pull out the dagger and cut off my head, my hand moved.

While holding the Odachi, the arm made a large turn. The Odachi rotated in a propeller manner and directly cut off the legs of the four people from the knee position.

This sudden change shocked the four of them. Just before they could react, the blade turned and cut down again, instantly defeating the three of them.

The blade of the Odachi stopped an inch in front of the neck of the last person, the one who cut my neck with the knife.

The sharp blade became even sharper under the influence of killing intent. Even though the sharp edge was still an inch away from his neck, it still cut the skin on his neck.

A wisp of blood, like a red ink droplet dripping from a self-drawing paper, slowly flowed into his clothes along his snow-white neck.

His mouth was slightly open, like a dead pig's head on a chopping block.

However, the dead pig head cannot make any sound, but he can.

In order not to wake up the people around me, I turned a knife into a knife with one palm and aimed it at his neck with a hand knife.

There was a soft sound, the whites of his eyes rolled up, and he fainted.

"Disposal of corpses should be simple and neat, not nonsense."

With a hoarse voice, I swung my knife and cut up the bodies of the others except those who had fainted. I was wary of anyone with the same recovery ability as me pretending to be dead in order to survive.

After that, I dug three pits, buried the three corpses in them, and dragged the remaining one, the unconscious elf with a broken leg after my emergency treatment, to Boss Ren's tree house.

When Boss Ren saw the elf with a broken leg, he sneered and said, "How long has it been before another elf assassinated you? I say, you are really favored by the elf."

"Not one," I said, "but four, and I killed three of them."

"I'm a little curious, what did you do to make them assassinate you again and again?" Boss Ren said curiously.

I shook my head: "I don't know, so I brought him to you. Ask me why they want to assassinate me. If you can, ask me where their boss is."

"I'll do my best," Boss Ren said, "It's not easy to ask questions from elves. Elves who have received training have a strict mouth."

"You mean training?" I asked doubtfully, "What training? Do you mean the training of the Elf Assassination Team?"

"It's not like that." Boss Ren shook his head: "The weapon configurations of the assassination teams you killed before are completely different from this one, and the marks on them are also different. Look here."

Boss Renn picked up the man's dagger, pointed the handle to me, and pointed to a mark one inch above the handle: "The marks here are very rough, similar to the marks on the daggers of the assassination team members you killed before. There’s no comparison at all.”

"So, these guys are fake?"

"It's possible," Boss Ren said, "Maybe the guy you have an enmity with is a person of some status, but he is definitely not the kind of powerful man. You can tell from the material and logo of the dagger that the workmanship is average. , completely different from those of the regular army.”

"I really can't think of any guy in Moonlight City who doesn't have much power and has made enemies with me. It seems that the person who has made enemies with me is at least an elder-level figure."

Boss Ren suddenly smiled evilly: "No wonder you are so indifferent. It turns out that the people who have enemies with you are all people of that level. It seems that the guy who sent people to assassinate you is not in your eyes."

"You can't say that," I said, "Would you like a fly that buzzes all day long to disturb people's leisure time?"

"If I don't like it," Boss Ren said, "I will chop it with a knife."

"Me too," I smiled, and said, "So, help me find out this guy's boss as much as possible. I also plan to deal with him like you deal with flies."

Before leaving the treehouse, I suddenly thought of something. I turned to Boss Ren and said, "The recent search for Akahavi should be suspended for now."

He raised his head and looked at me doubtfully.

"I met Akahavi today," I said. "Some of his words really bothered me, and I found that I seemed to underestimate this man. His strength is only slightly weaker than Achilles."

Boss Ren's eyes were full of surprise. He remained silent for a while and said, "Is everything you said true?"

I looked serious and nodded: "It's true."

"It turns out that this man is so strong." Boss Renne murmured: "In this case, he may have discovered that we are investigating his affairs?"

I nodded, looking a little ugly, and said: "Actually, he has always known it, but he has never really taken action against us. Moreover, I have a feeling that this man is in pain inside. He seems to be troubled by something. Maybe even imprisoned by something."