"Kill them!" Wolf waved his hand, and five bodyguards rushed up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Hans parried the sword swung by one of the bodyguards from the right side with his short sword, and hit the opponent with his shoulder to stumble, and the other bodyguard swung his sword, he dodged sideways, and then the attack of the third bodyguard followed.

Sean was no better here, he squatted down, squatted lower than the barrel, the bodyguard's sword slashed into the lid of the barrel, Sean kicked and overturned the empty barrel, and the other party fell and gnawed on the mud. He picked up the lid of the barrel and smashed it in the face, and before he could smash it a second time, he heard a noise behind him, he raised the lid to block the sword that was swinging from top to bottom, and shouted, "Hey, this is not fair, you should fight with my bodyguard, bodyguard against bodyguard." ”

He jumped on a pile of barrels, and the other man's sword swung over, and he raised one foot on the barrel to dodge one sword, and raised the other foot to dodge the other.

"Sean, look at you, now you live like a clown jumping on a hot iron plate. Wolf clasped his hands to his chest and laughed, "Dare you lie to me, you're playing with fire." ”

The barrels under Sean's feet suddenly crooked, and the barrels that had been piled up rolled down one after another, and the wind under Sean's feet ran from one barrel to another, and Wolfe's two bodyguards jumped away from the falling barrels, and the scene was like a circus animal running on a cylinder. A short sword slashed at him, and Sean's feet slipped and fell into the pile of barrels, which he just dodged. Bang, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and subconsciously covered his face with his hands, and when he saw it, a bodyguard was beaten and his nose was swollen and fell beside him. He stepped on the bodyguard's face, picked up the dropped dagger, and parried the attack of one of the bodyguards behind him.

"Damn, don't be sluggish, kill him!" Wolf's sneering voice turned into an expletive. Sean saw Hans dodging the attack of a bodyguard with his left hand, and grabbed the arm of the bodyguard holding the sword with his left hand, and the short hilt of his right hand slammed into the bodyguard's throat, and the bodyguard opened his mouth wide and instantly turned pale. Another bodyguard attacked Hans from behind, and Sean threw the dagger hard, hitting the attacker in the back, Hans reacted, and after a sword, the attacker fell to the ground as blood flew away.

The bodyguard who was originally chasing Sean saw that the situation was not right, let Sean go, stepped over the barrel, and went to deal with Hans. Sean snored, "Hey, I'm your opponent, don't underestimate me! Hey, don't go!" He climbed up a pile of barrels and waved his hand: "Hit him! Hans! Good look, left! parry! Stab him!"

Wolf saw Sean, the long knife Huohuo, and rushed up. Sean kicks over a barrel, which tumbles, and Wolf dodges and climbs to the top of the barrel pile. Sean grabbed an empty keg and smashed it over, and Wolf rolled over and dodged.

"How are you going to do that?" said Wolf, stepping on a solid barrel, "see how I clean you up." ”

Sean gritted his teeth and pushed a keg, only to find that the keg was not moving. The barrel was full! Wolf climbed higher and higher, and was about to reach him. He jumped to another pile of barrels and kicked them at the pile, gritting his teeth in pain, and it was full again. He realized that the lower layers might be filled with unopened barrels.

Sean ran down the barrel pile, gasping for breath and looking around, it was a dead end, maybe the back door of a hotel. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Wolf cursed, gasped, climbed up the pile of barrels, condescendingly, looking at the area surrounded by walls and barrels.

"Well, you little man, little liar!" said Wolf, rolling up his sleeves and carrying a long knife, "to ask for money or to die." Come out! Where are you hiding?"

Wolf lowered his head and walked down the barrel pile step by step. Sean saw that Wolfe's long knife glistened coldly in the sun, and the blade was sharp. He hid in the gap between the barrels, covering his body with the empty barrels, and only his eyes looked at the gaps between the barrels.

Wolf roared: "So much aconite, the black market price, plus interest, not a penny less. Give it all to me, maybe I'll consider leaving you a way to live. ”

Damn, you shout louder enough to lure the golden robes over. Sean didn't dare to come out.

Wolf looked around and shouted, "I know where you're hiding." Come out, you little liar, I see you. ”

Bravado. My Blackbeard wasn't scared. Sean saw Wolf walking in the opposite direction from him. That being said, unarmed, he can only pray for Hans to take down the remaining bodyguards as soon as possible to save poor Blackbeard.

When Wolf stepped out of his sight, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and tried to push the barrel away. Suddenly, a long knife plunged into the barrel beside him, so frightened that he almost cried out. When the long knife was drawn, red wine squirted out.

"Don't hide, I see you. Wolf shouted, and he kicked each barrel, and with a sudden force, the barrel in front of Sean was pushed to the innermost point, pressing down on his chest, and he rolled his eyes, barely breathing.

"You're so short, you must be hiding in a pile of barrels. If you don't come out, I'll push the barrels one by one to the end and squeeze you to death. Wolf pressed harder, Sean pressed the barrel harder, he felt tightness in his chest, the barrel above his head, the wall behind him, and the barrel on both sides of his body. O Seven Gods, the pirate Sean was not hanged by the Emperor of the Drunkard, but was squeezed to death by the Emperor of the Drunkard's favorite wine barrel?

The long knife passed through the gap in the barrel and thrust into Sean's eyes, just a few centimeters away, his eyes wide open, but he couldn't shout. The long knife was withdrawn.

"Oh!!" Wolf's triumphant cry turned into a scream, "Spare your life!"

It's Hans! He's coming!Sean took a deep breath, he pushed the barrel and crawled out of the pile.

Wolf was grabbed by the collar by Hans and lifted up, his long knife falling to the ground.

"Hey, Wolfe, I've said it, don't be complacent. Sean lifted his chin, "My bodyguard is amazing." ”

"Please spare me, Sean, and let your bodyguards put me down. Wolfe lost his arrogance, grabbed Hans's thick arms with both hands, and pleaded.

Sean put his hands on his hips: "You have to swear that you will not trouble me again." The matter of aconite grass is written off, and no one is allowed to mention that they have seen me. ”

"I promise! I promise! Damn, I'll promise everything......"

"Also, don't call me short!" Sean puffed and shoved the empty keg and placed it underneath Wolfe.

"Oh, Sean, you're the tallest man I've ever met. ”

"What did you say?"

"No, no, no, I didn't say anything, no, I recognized the wrong person, I was drunk, look, I was covered in wine, I don't remember anything. ”

Sean nodded, and Hans put Wolf down. Wolf fell into the empty keg.

"Look, you're so short that you're half in the barrel!" Sean and Hans pushed the barrel down, and with another kick, the barrel containing Wolf fell into the drain, only to hear Wolf's shouts getting farther and farther away.

"That's it?" Hans pointed around, barrels and red wine were pouring all over the floor, three bodyguards lying on the ground, and two bodyguards planting onions upside down in empty barrels.

"Nonsense! Do you still have to pay for the wine?" Run!" Shaun shook his beard, his body was covered in red wine, and he smelled of wine all over his body.

As soon as the two of them rushed out of the alley, six men in black clothes, black pants, and chain armor were all black to stop them.

Sean blinked and said, "Oh my God, there's another bunch of bodyguards? Hey! I didn't break those barrels, you can go to the mall and find Wolf who sells herbs." ”

The men in black didn't even look at him, staring at Hans, and one of them drew his sword.

Hans's eyes were quick, his sword parried the opponent's slash, his pace matched his breathing, adjusted his position, and the opponent slashed again, and the two swords made a metallic collision. Hans didn't wear any armor, he carefully avoided the opponent's stabs and slashes, defended with his sword, and cooperated with his footsteps, waiting for the opponent to reveal his flaws.

Sean's eyes widened, he had never seen Hans being suppressed one-on-one. In Devil May Cry Mountain Prison, Hans took out an enemy in a few rounds, and just now he even took out Wolf's bodyguard in a pair of threes. But this group of people doesn't look ordinary. The five onlookers were silent, resting their right hands on the hilt of their swords, their eyes fixed on Hans.

Hans took a step backwards, deliberately revealing a flaw, and the opponent stabbed him with a sword, he dodged to the right, and with a stride, he stabbed the sword into the opponent's heart. In an instant, the other party waved his right hand, and the sword slashed at Hans's head. Hans arched his back, his sword brushing his hair, and his sword lost its strength when it stabbed into the opponent's chain mail due to its deformed movements.

Five men in black stepped forward.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, if you have something to say, don't use a knife or a gun!" Sean was in a hurry, so he was inseparable from Hans alone, and the six of them were together, and Sean didn't know how he died. He raised his hands and shouted, "Surrender! I surrender, isn't it because the barrel has been broken!

The five men in black lined up in unison to make way for their seats. The man in black who was fighting Hans blocked Hans's sword, took a step back, bowed, and stood up straight.

"What are you doing here?" Sean was puzzled.

From the side of the five men in black, a man walked in, his hair was thin, his face was slightly fat, but his eyes were bright. The man was dressed in a gray cotton and linen robe embroidered with heraldry, which was the head of a snow leopard.

Sean could see that the robe was of high quality and the embroidered snow leopard was lifelike, but he couldn't think of which family coat of arms it was. Whatever, there are many nobles in the whole empire.

"Hey, are you a hotel owner? Oh my God, is it necessary to use a knife or a gun for a few barrels?" Sean sighed, pretending to be pitiful, "I was robbed, and I didn't break the barrel." ”

Hans snorted, "Snow leopard coat of arms, if I'm not mistaken, you're Thoros Graf. ”

"Bastard, Count Soros!" one of them shouted.

"That's right," Thoros nodded, raised a hand, and signaled the man in black behind him to shut up, "Your fight just now disturbed the master. The master sees everything from the window, and you are good enough to match the iron guard. ”

"So what?" snorted Hans.

"Tiewei, Hans, aren't you a descendant of Tiewei? You have vision, but your boss is a step late, he is my bodyguard, I don't allow him to change jobs, and I can't open a high price. As soon as Sean's words fell, Hans grabbed him by the throat.

Sean felt like he was about to die, and Hans's hands were like pincers, and he waved his hands, and he couldn't understand what he had said wrong.

"My master wants to see you, now. With that, Count Soros bowed to Hans and said, "Please, magical champion Hans Barton. ”