Chapter 429 428. When Did You Have the Illusion that [You Are Still Alive]?

"Kou Jie, Kou Jie, Kou Jie, Kou Jie..."

As soon as I approached the place where the smell of blood came from, I heard the laughter of at least ten more palace ladies.

"I didn't expect that Executive Bob's youngest son would actually be a dragonborn. Ephieltis Thoreau, come with us and tell us about Executive Bob's conspiracy against this city."

The word "Dragonborn" attracted Mo Cheng's attention. He approached quietly and quietly. There were many piles of debris in the alley, which could effectively hide his figure.

This kind of environment is a natural advantage for people like Mo Cheng who have good stealth skills, but for people who are surrounded and whose force is inferior to their opponents, this kind of environment is a real nightmare, and they can't even escape. Places that are slowed down.

After approaching quietly, what they saw was a young man and woman surrounded by a group of burly men.

The handsome young men and women should be children of wealthy families judging from their clothing. The strong men each held weapons and smelled of blood. They were obviously a group of desperadoes with blood-stained hands.

No matter how I look at this scene, I feel that it should be followed by some 18 forbidden scenes, and the titles should be [Lu Dili は多くの fierce person に confess で invade された], [face と facing か っ て 女 を violator] This type is obviously not A title that appears in serious movies.

(Baidu translator’s scumbag translation, everyone just needs to understand the meaning.)

The young man named Ephieltis clenched his fists. He knew that this was a conspiracy, a conspiracy set up to bring down his father, Bob Thoreau.

Not everyone can send a sixth-tier [elite] team to block him in this alley. Only the private armed forces of the same noble family can have such a team with the same strength, complementary professions and no free positions.

Moreover, Ephieltis also smelled the smell of blood on the opponent's body. It was the smell of a guy who had been on a killing mission for a long time and had no regard for human life.

"Ha, Ephieltis, you want to fight us?"

Noticing Ephieltis clenching his fists, the captain of the group couldn't help but grin. It was an undisguised mockery, "The youngest son of Executive Bob, a well-known waste in the aristocratic circle, wants to be with Shall we take action?"

Can't beat it at all.

Ephieltis naturally knows this kind of thing, but he can't just sit back and die. Once he is captured, he will become his father's weakness, and the people behind him...

Thinking of the people behind him, Ephieltis clenched his teeth and clenched his fists harder to count points. He couldn't help complaining about why he couldn't bear his temper and ran out to find someone after he had issued a [silence] warning.

What made him even more angry was his pitifully weak strength. Even as a Dragonborn, due to the purity and strength of his bloodline, it only made his body, which had been frail and sick since childhood, slightly healthier.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Unable to escape and unable to fight, Ephieltis made a wise enough choice. His only hope was that his father and eldest brother would find him sneaking out and send someone to find him.

Until then, no matter what the other party asks, you must grit your teeth and persist even if torture is used.

The only thing he could be thankful for was that his reputation as a frail and good-for-nothing was well-known in the aristocratic circles, and whoever caught him would have to consider his health.

His fragile body could not withstand the harsh torture, and his body, which he hated in the past, became a life-saving talisman.

"But you have to let her go. She has nothing to do with this."

Ephieltis pointed at the woman behind him. He knew what would happen to him after he was captured, so he absolutely could not let the other party follow him into the devil's cave.

"idiot!"

"fool!"

The captain and Mo Cheng also commented on Ephieltis's approach. When he didn't have the strength to let the mermaid act, any request he made was his own flaw.

From Mo Cheng's point of view, what Ephieltis did was undoubtedly telling the other party that my weakness is her. If I catch her and force her to confess, I promise to do anything.

"That's not okay."

Without any desire to continue talking, the captain waved his hand and the team members slowly approached the two of them. When the situation is under control and the opponent's strength is completely defeated, there is no need to communicate or negotiate with the opponent.

The two people who were surrounded had no chance of breaking out.

But at this moment, a burst of singing came from the alley.

"I love you walking alone in a dark alley, I love the way you don't kneel down, I love you who have endured despair and refused to cry..."

"who?!"

Everyone was immediately alert. The captain looked behind him and saw a guy dressed in white slowly walking out of the darkness.

The man hummed an unknown tune and walked casually. As he walked, his whole body seemed to be covered in flaws. The captain, who was proficient in killing people, even saw four or five fatal flaws in those few steps.

But the captain did not take action, but watched cautiously.

The intuition developed from countless battles told him that those flaws were fatal, fatal to him.

"Aren't you going to sing along?"

After Mo Cheng hummed a few lines, he found that no one agreed, so he stopped wanting to continue singing, "I really don't have any musical ability."

"This is a matter between nobles, please don't get involved."

The captain didn't say anything else. He just mentioned that this was a matter between nobles, but he didn't explain which noble was behind him.

"It can't be done."

For Mo Cheng, who wanted to establish enough contact with the Dragon Worshiping Order, the dragonborn in danger in front of him was also a dragonborn from a noble family. Whether he used the other party's identity to contact the Dragon Worshiping Order, or with Contact with nobles will be a good springboard.

As soon as the words fell, the team in the alley suddenly took action, without any words, but with a tacit understanding that was beyond ordinary people.

Facing the enemies attacking his vital points, Mo Cheng closed his eyes slightly and praised, "Dare to swing your sword at the strong, good fighting spirit."

"But, what gives you the illusion that [you are still alive]?"

With these words, everyone suddenly stopped.

Then a piece of iron fell to the ground, which was a broken weapon fragment.

The sound was like a signal, and the alley began to make the sound of iron objects falling one after another, and then...

"Hiss!"

There was a sound like tearing cloth, the human body began to tear, and blood spurted onto the wall.

Then this group of people were like rag dolls that were roughly torn apart, divided into dozens of pieces in an instant. Blood, stumps, and pieces of flesh covered the walls and ground of the alley, and blood became the only color here. color.

Like hell.

And the white god of death who created this hell approached them step by step with the horrified eyes of the two people who were still alive.

Thanks to [Nine-tailed Yanhu] and [Sadly Guye] for their rewards

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