In the summer's view.

The man behind the scenes must be a calculating veteran.

Starting from Kambia, one ring after another has come to the present.

Even if the other party's donkey skills are poor, it is impossible to make such a low-level mistake.

Send a hundred men to kill yourself?

What's the difference between that and sending these people to their deaths.

And before they even started fighting, they kept saying that they were angels, and this kind of trick was too much to see in the summer.

So presumably, they should have been sent by Griffin.

Of course.

It's just speculation, it's not sure yet.

But when he said this, the murderous aura of these people suddenly rose even stronger.

Now, summer is finally set.

It's the guy Griffin sent.

At the same time, one thing was determined.

The explosion of the building of the Red and White Alliance is probably also inseparable from Griffinto.

At the very least, he should also be a pawn.

Summer didn't know Griffin, but he did know his father, Gerald, and had dealt with him a few times.

That's a pretty good, shrewd old guy.

Summer is now thinking about whether Griffin will be used privately, or whether it will represent the Red and White Alliance.

Between thoughts.

The sword light and sword shadows have struck in all directions.

Between the lightning and flint, Summer suddenly raised her arms.

It's so fast that it's impossible to capture with your eyes.

He was like a ghost, and the first person to strike was grabbed by the wrist

Fold upward, click, grab the falling saber with his left hand, and then in the dark night, bring up an extremely amazing snow-bright arc.

"Poof"

A bloody flower rippled through the throat of the man who shot it.

It's too fast.

When everyone was stunned, Summer had already caught up with the second person who pounced on him like lightning.

In the face of the other party's knife to cover his face, he did not retreat but advanced, and also handed out a knife.

Last mover first comes.

The two staggered, the saber flashed a few times in the night, and with a tearing sound, a blood hole appeared in the neck of the second person, and a large amount of blood water shot out like a fountain.

Without waiting for this person to fall to the ground, Summer was a backhand knife, splitting a cold light remnant.

The head of the person in the back, like a ripe apple, fell neatly from the chest.

The fourth big man, who had already pounced on the summer, stabbed him viciously in the heart.

It was about to be touched, but summer didn't give him a chance to continue.

After he swept out with a backhand, he didn't stop, he directly drew a semicircle in mid-air, and instantly turned back and swept over the person's throat.

When this guy's throat shot blood arrows like a fountain, everyone around him saw that his head was only connected by a thin layer of skin at the back.

"Poof, poof, poof"

Fifth.

Sixth.

The seventh.

There were no injuries.

Not even screaming.

Only the flower of death is blooming.

Everyone's wounds are surprisingly all the way to the throat!

Summer is like a thunderstorm that bombs the ground, shuttling through the crowd, and the guide hits the north and looks at the horizontal.

More and more people fell to the ground clutching their necks, and blood arrows burst out, like a group of fountains staggering and shooting.

In the blink of an eye, blood stained the ground.

The rest of the people are completely confused.

The pale-faced man in their eyes was like a devil.

They had never seen such a neat way of killing.

One by one.

There will never be a second slash in the same person.

Forehand knives, backhand knives, curve knives, and drag knives, the sabers that originally belonged to them, have become scythes that harvest life and death.

The knife is bloody.

Kill with a knife.

Anyone who was approached by the summer was splashed with blood on the spot and died violently.

"Poof. ”

When a knife light flashed in front of a big man's neck, it brought up a cloud of blood mist, and then in a frightened gaze, the big man held his neck and retreated.

A large amount of blood poured out from his fingers.

Finally, he fell to the ground with a thud.

The remaining thirty or so big men were all stared, and the expressions on their faces were so frightened.

And the most dumbfounded is the black strong man.

He stood there with his mouth wide open, his face terrified as if he had seen a devil.

He could only watch as Summer brandished his saber, shining one snowy cold light after another in the night.

At first, there were people who tried to continue to attack, but as the corpse continued to fall to the ground, the blood continued to splash.

Everyone around them collapsed.

"He's not a man, he's not a man"

The black man was shocked, and he no longer had his original arrogance.

He didn't even notify the remaining dozen or so, and didn't hesitate to turn around and flee.

However, after just a few steps, it came to an abrupt halt.

"Poof. ”

A blinding cold light flashed, rushing through like a bolt of lightning.

The frightened-looking head of the black man flew out diagonally, bringing a large rain of blood, and the corpse ran seven or eight steps in a row under inertia before falling to the ground.

"Smack!"

The summer void grasps and grasps.

The saber that flew out folded in mid-air, as if it had been infused with spirituality, and turned back and landed in his palm.

"The Black Bear Is Dead"

"Run"

Such a scene fell in the eyes of the rest of the people, and they were frightened one by one, and fled like birds and beasts.

However, it was all in vain.

If you stand on a high place and look down, you will see a very shocking scene.

Behind the more than a dozen people who fled.

An afterimage faster than the lightning appeared.

The afterimage seemed to disappear out of thin air, and then appeared in an instant, as if teleporting from the first person to the last.

The afterimage disappears.

There was silence.

It's like a three-dimensional picture freezes.

More than a dozen people on the flight seemed to be petrified, standing still.

"Bang. ”

One of them fell to the ground.

"Puff puff!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Immediately afterward, clouds of blood mist poured out, accompanied by a dull thumping sound.

All but one of those who fled stiffened and fell to the ground.

Between everyone's throats, there was a narrow line of blood, until they all fell to the ground, and blood arrows suddenly burst out.

Blood stained the ground.

They were wiped in an instant!

What kind of lake this is, indescribable,

The surroundings had fallen completely silent, except for the pungent smell of blood in the wind.

And the big man who was the only one standing was like he had been struck by lightning and didn't dare to move.

He subconsciously touched his neck.

Intact.

That's great.

Not dead.

Such a thought suddenly came to my heart, but in the next second, it was replaced by horror again.

Poof.

The big man knelt on the ground without hesitation, his hands raised in the air.

"I, I surrender and spare my life"

Summer squinted at him, "Who sent you?" ”

"Griffin, it was Master Griffin who sent us, I, we are all yes, members of the Red and White Alliance"

Well?

In summer, the eyes squinted into a slit.

"Did you send it from Griffin, or did Gerald order it?"

"It's Master Griffin. ”

In order to survive, the big man said everything.

"We are Mr. Gerrard's guards, and the purpose of following Master Griffin to Bacheng this time is to protect Master Griffin"

This sentence once again reflects how much Gerald dotes Griffin.

"Why did he kill me?"

"I don't know, I really don't know, maybe maybe the black bear knows, but he, he"

The big man's face was pale without a trace of blood, "Please let me go, I promise not to say anything"

"No, you have to say. ”

Summer's gaze is extremely calm, without a trace of fluctuations.

"Go back and tell Griffin, this time for the sake of his old son Gerald's face, I will let him go once, if there is a next time, not to mention his father Gerald, even the entire Red and White League will not be able to save his head. Get out!"