It is said that in the earth in the Middle Ages, there was a proverb that a guy once said - where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Of course, this sentence is very valid in many places, such as the four high-rise buildings that Marceau sees now - this is the station of the Reichs gang in Waji, this organization is a collection of gangsters and gangsters, the leader on the surface is called Larry Barrett, a female streamer, but she is very brave and fierce, and she also has a big backer, a certain metropolitan councilor in Waji Town is her umbrella, of course, she herself is doing well, at least she has not left any handle in the past few years.

A very smart guy, isn't he.

Marceau pulled up his hat and popped his claws at the Rikes building, and after a few seconds, the cat cub who had successfully reached the top floor grabbed the guardrail and rolled into the rooftop, and in the gray sight, a dwarf was sitting on a small chair in the sentry post and napping, Marceau raised his hand crossbow and pulled the trigger on the dwarf, the crossbow flew over most of the rooftop, and nailed into the dwarf's neck, and the dwarf who had been damaged in his throat and cervical vertebrae struggled like a fish out of water, but soon lost his movement, and the cat cub rewound the crossbow, and at the same time turned around the rooftop, and found that there were two other guys on the other side that had been blocked by the water tower and the staircase platform going down, in which a human being sits in front of an iron barrel and is roasting a fire - do not think that the desert has always been synonymous with heat, and at night, the temperature of the desert drops for no reason.

The other human stood on the sentry, his attention completely distracted by the bustling street below, so Marceau walked around the water tower and approached the still burning human, who was still roasting potatoes in front of the iron bucket, completely oblivious to the murderer who came behind him, and by the time he did, a crossbow bolt had pierced the back of his head from behind. The humans who baked potatoes plunged headlong into the iron bucket.

The human on the sentry heard the sound and turned around, just in time for the flying axe to slash his forehead, and the human seemed to be about to fall backwards out of the sentry, but the next second the flying claws were nailed into his chest, and the cat cub pulled him back to the sentry.

Retract the throwing axe. Jumping from the sentry, Marceau tied a roll of rope taken down from the sentry to the water tower, dragged the rope to the side with his back to the street and dropped it, the rope was not long, just to the third floor, the cat cub grabbed the rope and went down to the top of the window on the fourth floor, just a guy poked his head out, so the next second Marceau, who was swinging, pasted the soles of his boots on the guy's face, and the latter was directly kicked and broke his neck.

Enter the room. Flicking the cat's tail and throwing an axe, it slashed the human who was getting up from the couch, and clasped the crossbow in his hand, the crossbow pierced the neck of another human who was about to open the door, Marceau stood up and walked towards the half-elf in front of him, who picked up a paperweight from the table and rushed at Marceau with a stone work, but Marceau did not want to fight him. The kitten cub with the dagger pulled out turned sideways to pass the paperweight in the half-elf's hand, and then the dagger stabbed him directly into the chest.

Take the young man to the ground. Marceau walked to the table, glanced at the ledger on the table, put it away, and then came to the young man: "Good evening, son of Councillor Gilfield. ”

The young man with his wounded lungs couldn't speak at all, and Marceau smiled and reached out to pull the dagger out of the wound. The young man struggled to grab Marceau's hand, trying to stop the coming of death, but he was seriously injured and had no way to fight Marceau, but Marceau still took the initiative to stop his movements: "Why stop me, Mr. Maro." Do you know that the merchant you drove to death, and his wife and children curse your surname day and night, and the young man who has been robbed of his lover and himself severely wounded, and finally died outside the city, awaits you in a painful hell, and the little beggar who was beaten to death by your minions just because he accidentally stepped on your new boots is calling your name behind me, Mr. Maro, are you ready to pay for all the evil you have done?"

Without waiting for an answer, Maro's hand, which was already seriously injured and dying, gradually let go, and Marceau drew her short sword, wielded the dirty blood on the sword, and then put the sword into its sheath.

There was a knock at the door, and the man asked curiously, "Mr. Maro, what's wrong with you?"

Loaded the crossbow with the crossbow, Marceau opened the door and pulled the trigger on the mage in the trio standing outside the door, the special crossbow bolt of the demon broke directly through the instantly activated stone skin technique, the mage fell straight to the ground, and the sparrow blade that popped out of Marceau's left hand had also pierced the abdomen of another warrior and then twisted hard, and the sleeve arrow on the right arm guard shot out, shooting the third person who had opened his mouth.

The warrior struggled to catch Marceau, so the dagger unsheathed and kicked the kitten cub, whose hands had been cut off, into the human's knee, who fell to his knees, grabbed his hair with his left hand, and the dagger turned into a thorn and pierced the warrior's left chest.

Before knocking down the corpse, Marceau pulled out a musket from the pouch of the corpse's waist and pointed it at the other end of the corridor, and the next second a thief who rushed around the corner was directly pierced through the forehead by a bullet fired from the chamber of the gun, and the red and white objects flew in all directions.

Dropping the musket, Marceau walked down the hallway, the entire building was going to be cleaned, the entire Reicus gang could not be called innocent even a single errand runner, and the god of vengeance and Lady Ella gave a very clear order that all those in this building must die tonight.

Walking around the corner, Marceau took out a pepper grenade from his waist, first covered his face with a heavy mask, and then threw it out of the corner, the two humans who didn't expect to attack like this began to sneeze wildly, and Marceau did not rush out of the corridor, but pushed open the door, the cat cub who passed through the room pushed open the window, flipped its claws along the outer wall, swung from side to side in one breath, grabbed the window and rolled in, a halfling was looking out of the door at Marceau, the cat cub walked to his side and popped out the stabbing blade, drilled into his chest from the left side and destroyed the heart, and then threw the halfling on the bed。

Walking out of the hallway, seeing the two stupid humans still facing the other side of the hallway, Marceau pulled out two throwing axes and sent them into each other's hearts.

Turning around, Marceau looked at the little orc girl who was squatting on the side of the corridor and looking at herself, this servant girl was completely frightened, she glanced at Marceau with rabbit ears, and then subconsciously lowered her head.

In the gray and white color, this little thing has a rare pure white, Marceau reached out and patted her little head: "I have come today to bring the consciousness of Lady Ella and the god of vengeance...... Little things, let's go, the farther away from the city the better. ”

"Won't you kill me?" the little bunny girl trembled.

"When have you ever seen Lady Ella and the Agent of Vengeance hurt an innocent?" Marceau asked with a smile, hearing a large number of footsteps coming from downstairs, Marceau reached out and hissed, "You haven't seen me, you know." ”

Without waiting for an answer, Marceau walked into the room, rolled over the window, and nailed the protrusion of the roof with her claws, then loosened the ropes of the claws and lowered herself to the third floor.

The night is still long. (To be continued.) )