The scene is bizarre.

Everyone was attracted by the sudden flying stick.

The prisoners were afraid that sticks would fall on their heads.

The men of the stick party were waiting for the sticks to fall on the heads of the prisoners.

In the end, they were all mistaken, and the sticks did not fall on anyone's heads, nor did they fly into the city of Josun to save the people as they had done before. Instead, fly directly in the opposite direction of the city of Joson - to the north!

For a while, everyone was blinded!

Someone turned his attention to the dwarf standing in front of the doorway, and saw that behind the dwarf was the burning city of Joson in the background, which seemed to be a real demon!

Perhaps, all this is demonic witchcraft!

At this time, Emma was perhaps the only one who saw the blue hat hundreds of meters away...... In the distance, she was shocked to see the blue hat fly up on a cane, and fly off into the distance.

Not everyone saw the blue hat...... Maybe it's just Emma...... And gnomes.

Having lost their weapon, the Stickman could only face the prisoner's sneer with his bare hands, and the Stickman was the dominant side, but at this time, the balance of victory began to tip in the direction of the opponent again.

Palestine and Israel reacted from the paralysis of the small silver arrow, and stared at the middle-aged man with the silver dagger.

Originally, Palestina and Israel had just felt an inexplicable force vying for his stick, but he still held it desperately, and burst out with the light of faith to drive out that invisible force! At this time, he was also the only yodelman with a weapon in the crowd! "Fat man," he shouted at the crowd. "Emma is up to you, find a way to get her out of here, run north, and never go back to Josun City!"

Hearing the call, a fat man with a bloated body and a very nimble gait dodged a steel knife and ran quickly, grabbed Emma's arm, and protected her behind him.

As if realizing something, Emma looked at the distant back and cried, "Daddy, don't go, I beg you, don't go, I need your ......"

The sturdy figure was stunned for a moment, and did not look back, but walked faster! As his steps became faster and faster, the tears in Emma's eyes increased, and she shouted desperately at the back, "I hate you! I hate you!"

But in fact, she did hate him. In the past ten years, he has hardly spent a day with her, even if he is seriously ill, even if he goes to Hualou to do chores in anger, even if he runs out of Yosun City on his birthday! Even if it is a time like this......

"Fat uncle, you go and follow him......" Seeing her father rushing towards the big black dog that had already killed five or six people, Emma had a complicated heart, and couldn't help but urge the big fat man in front of her.

"Your dad told me to take you away. The fat man's voice was hollow, and Emma turned her head to see that his back was covered with knife marks! Blood spread out of the knife marks, like a centipede with countless red feet. In a trance, she was pulled by the fat man.

They began to flee towards the flanks.

Several Maison men of the wooden stick party obviously heard the call of Palestinians and Israelis, and they consciously opened the way for the fat man. There were no young faces in the sticks, except for two with gray sideburns, who were middle-aged men over forty. Ten years ago, the West Side fire in Yosun City destroyed everything, including their families! If it weren't for hatred, these people would have wanted to kill themselves!

For them, Emma, who also survived the fire, became a belief.

Since the establishment of the Yodelman Thieves' Alliance, the Palestinian-Israeli Association has secretly arranged for men to protect Emma. Just like on duty, almost all of these Mai men have the task of protecting Emma, of course, they are happy to accept this task, and even, they have become accustomed to standing in Emma's invisible place silently protecting her.

In the past ten years, Emma has been their little princess, and at the same time, they are also their common daughter! Although for the sake of safety and concealment of identity, these sackcloth men will never show anything to Emma, but that feeling has never disappeared!

This has become a kind of faith! A kind of mission! Just like what they have been doing for the past ten years, the Mai men stepped forward one by one, greeted the steel knife with their bare hands, and drove away all obstacles for the little girl!

"I'm not afraid!" Emma had tears in the corners of her eyes, how could she not see what those sackcloth men were guarding? "Fat uncle, you go and help them!" She saw another sackcloth man lying in a pool of blood, and she recognized the honest middle-aged face.

The fat man pinched her arm, "Little Emma, let me tell you, this is just a game, you don't have to be afraid, follow behind the fat uncle, I will take you to win this game!" he said, pulling Emma in a circle with one hand, and catching the steel knife cut from the side with the other!

Catch it with his bare hands! And fight with the blade! The sharp steel knife almost cut half of his palm! In the end, he snatched it with brute force!

With a flick of his bloody hand, he turned the steel knife and trembled to grip the hilt, hacking the prisoner to death in shock!

"Little Emma, don't look into their eyes, there are demons living there!" he reminded.

"Little Emma, don't look at the uncles who are lying on the ground, they are not dead!

"Little Emma, don't look at the wound on my back! Don't worry, I won't die! I'll take you to safety!"

This is faith, but in fact, it is more like the fat man comforting himself. Face that terrifying and eerie gnome, face Sisoo...... Who really has the confidence to leave alive?

"Little Emma, look ahead, don't fall. The fat man's tone was already tired.

Emma heard the fat man's warning, but she still looked back frequently, her eyes flashing, and she wanted to search the crowd for the broad-faced man. "I hate him!" she repeated angrily at last.

"Why hate him? He's your father. The fat man repelled a prisoner with a swing of his sword, and made up for a prisoner who was lying half-dead on the ground.

"I've only seen him twice this month! My grandfather is seriously ill! He hasn't come back to visit him once!" she cried, accusing, "Now, my grandfather...... Grandfather...... Yes...... Ah...... "Tears turned into a trickle.

"Don't worry, how could your father not send someone to protect your grandfather?" the fat man lied. "Someone must have rescued your grandfather now!"

"No! You're lying! Just ...... Someone broke into ...... I'm here! They've taken me away...... No one saved me! Grandfather still ...... It's inside," she said, weeping, recognizing the lie.

"No, trust me!" the fat man continued to comfort the enemy in front of him after swinging his knife to force her back. "You walked out of Josson the day before yesterday, didn't you?"

"Huh?" Emma's eyes widened. "How do you know?"

"Little one, because I've been following you all the time, you haven't noticed! He laughed tiredly, as if he hadn't slept for several nights. "I saw you brave enough to crash on an elevated car and win the championship! I remember you were the most afraid of heights...... You were really brave that day!"

"Obviously forced......" Emma pouted. She recalled the thrilling scene that day, could it be that the fat uncle had been following her at that time?

"So, your father is always thinking about you! There are people around you all the time, not only me, but also those uncles, and wherever you go, there will be people who will protect you where you can't see!" he laughed, "It's all your father's orders." You didn't notice it, it seems that we have completed our mission very well. ”

"Really?"

"Really, you see, we do such dangerous things every day, how can he be relieved to let others until you are his daughter? ”

"I understand...... Then I don't hate him anymore...... But my ...... Grandfather...... Wow...... Wow......" She stumbled after the fat man, and unconsciously thought of her grandfather, and she began to cry again......

......

Zhu Tian had already begun to think that he was going to die here today. At this time, he was sitting on a noble cane to control the direction, and Pique was desperately urging his mental power to control the cane to fly, followed closely by hundreds of Sandy sticks. If anyone looked into the sky at this time, they would definitely think that it was a dragon without wings flying.

Flying at an altitude of ten meters above the ground, he had to keep controlling his altitude and paying full attention to his surroundings, otherwise he would scrape a tree branch or hit a bird, and he would be done. The wooden sticks behind them are awe-inspiring, once they are allowed to catch up......

I think at the beginning, he was the only one who controlled Sandy's wooden stick to knock other people's shares!

Is this retribution?

Think about the beginning, he once fantasized about flying like a magician on a cane, but he never practiced it, and today it has come true?

People are forced...... This statement is indeed true!

But in order to maintain this escape posture, Zhu Tian had to let Pique infuse all his mental power.

Undoubtedly, the cost of flying is enormous. Just as Zhu Tian was about to fly over the peaceful town on his cane, Peake announced that he was very tired, and if he was forced to squander his mental power like this, he would be at risk of falling asleep.

Pique's spiritual power is already at risk of being depleted, this kind of drastic consumption is beyond Zhu Tian's imagination, maybe it would be better for the two of them to use their mental power to control the noble cane at the same time. However, he can't divide his mental power to help Pique, because he has to ride on the noble cane to control the center of gravity of his body, otherwise both of them will release their mental power, and their bodies will definitely be in a sluggish state, and it will be easy to fall off the noble cane.

What to do?

There are hundreds of sticks behind him to hunt him down!

Can't stop at all!

Just when Zhu Tian was trying to release a little spiritual power to help Pique, he heard Pique's voice. "The sticks fell. ”

Zhu Tian turned around. I was pleasantly surprised to find that like rain, the sticks fell one by one, and finally lay weakly on the ground......