However, the use of weapons such as long swords, although a little better than axes and hammers, but the swordsman's body movements will also be inflexible, and the sword of the guard successfully forced Jazz to let go of his right hand, but the guard's own body also moved to the right of Jazz's eyes because of the excessive force.

Immediately afterward, just as Jazz was holding the barrel of the MP7 with his left hand, and was about to swing it with one hand, using the MP7 as a short stick to hit the opponent's head, the elbow joint of the right arm of the guard holding the sword suddenly retracted, and hit Jazz's jaw with a hard blow, and Jazz couldn't help but take a step back.

But when facing a long-bladed cold weapon, retreating and falling are the worst-case scenario!

When the distance between Sir and the guard became about half a meter, the Crusader sword in the guard's hand immediately began to show its power, first slashing at Sir's neck.

In desperation, Jazz could only crouch down, but the Crusader sword had just slashed over his head, but the guard followed the direction of the sword's swing and kicked hard at Jazz's ear, because the movement was very fast and violent, and even brought a strong wind.

Of course, it was impossible for Jazz to let his opponent attack his vital point so easily, so he hurriedly put his arm to his ear, and as a result, the guard's kick made Jazz crooked, and he simply sat on the ground full of books.

At this moment, seeing that Jazz was in the position where he was most convenient to attack, the guard was overjoyed, and while roaring, his shoulder spun like a windmill quickly, and slashed down on Jazz's shoulder with one hand.

"Whew" was mixed with a sound of breaking the air, and when the jet-black sword blade was about to touch Jazz's shoulder, the MP7 that had been held by Jazz came to the rescue again, and Jazz took it with one hand and put it on his shoulder, which barely dissolved part of the strength of the Crusader sword.

Unfortunately, the one-handed slasher Jazz did not have an advantage in wrestling, and after the MP7 collided violently with the Crusader sword, it naturally slid to the side, and then the guard sawed the blade down, leaving a slender wound on Jazz's collarbone.

However, contrary to the guard's expectations, Jazz, who had been cut in the collarbone position, did not say a word, continued to sit on the ground, picked up the MP7 like a short stick again, and quickly hit the guard's knee joint, apparently preparing to have a lose-lose injury.

However, with a cold smile in his heart, the guard stretched the Crusader sword in his hand down, and after intercepting Jazz's blow halfway, he changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands, and stirred and picked the long sword again, and as a result, the MP7 in Jazz's hand flew out in an instant, and fell far behind a row of overturned bookcases.

Seeing that Jazz had become bare-handed, the guards quickly swung his long sword and performed an ancient snake strike, and the sharp tip of the sword stabbed straight into Jazz's chest.

With the thrust power of this sword alone, the guards had absolute confidence, even if Jazz desperately put his arms on his chest, the guard's long sword could pierce both arms and then pierce the tip of the sword into Jazz's heart, at this time, the guards seemed to have seen Jazz's desperate expression when he was assassinated.

It's a pity that things are often so unexpected in the world, and before the dream of guarding him has come true, Sir who was sitting on the ground suddenly shrank his arm and blocked something on his chest, and finally the thorn that guarded the inevitable was completely resisted, and the force was only against Sizz's body shrugged back.

When the guards looked closely at what Sir had in his hands, he found that it was an ancient book thicker than a brick, and the outer skin was wrapped in raw cowhide, and the middle was densely covered with pale yellow paper, no wonder he pierced it with a sword like a hard oak plank.

"Bastard, you dare to tease me and watch me cut off your head!" The guard, who felt that he had been greatly insulted, screamed uncontrollably, and raised his sword in both hands in the direction of his left shoulder, and then slashed down with desperate force, but the silent sir, he used the book in his hand as a small shield, and took the initiative to meet the fallen Crusader sword.

With a sound of "wipe the ......", the guard slashed with all his might, even in the face of an attack that was confident of cutting it off in the face of a small tree with the thickness of an adult's arm, but only cut into a piece of about 3cm or more of the ancient book, which immediately made the guard stunned for a moment, and then even more angry.

However, Jazz will not let the guards attack him wantonly, he pushed the ancient book in both hands upwards, and the guard instinctively pressed the long sword down, imagining to stop Jazz from standing up, but Jazz made an unexpected move, he suddenly twisted the ancient book in his hand, so that the blade of the Crusader Sword slid down the pages of the book in the direction of the page, and it looked like a sandwich sandwiched together.

"Damn, you ......" The warden didn't know how to react, he wanted to pull his sword out of the page, but it was caught by Sir's brute force, and the Crusader sword was like an ancient book, and it was not easy to take it back.

In the end, when the angry guard swung his fist at the wound in the eye socket, trying to force Jazz to let go because of the pain, Jazz's huge fist hit the guard's façade directly, and the sword-wielding guard was slammed to the ground with a punch.

Immediately afterwards, Jazz, who finally waited for the opportunity to fight back, pounced on it, first stomped on the guard's right forearm holding the sword, followed by a twist of his body and pressed the guard's chest with his calf, and finally naturally a ruthless heavy punch combo, three or two blows that bleed the opponent's nose and mouth and lost consciousness.

When the expressionless Jazz finally stood up, and was about to start searching the pocket of the sword-wielding guard's clothes, a light, silent figure suddenly appeared from behind the bookshelf on the side, this man stepped on the sloping bookshelf, but his body was still balanced, and he rushed behind Jazz like a ghost in a few steps.

When a pair of short swords crossed together, like a pair of oversized scissors, struck the back of Jazz's neck, and in the distance there were two more "poof" shots, so the guy who acted like a balance beam athlete fell to Jazz's side so hard that he almost didn't hit Jazz's back.

It's just that this guy is unlucky, after such a long time of entanglement, the dust raised by the large overturning of the bookshelf has gradually fallen, and the subordinates who were arranged by the knight in the distance just regained their sight and just saw the scene of this guy coming out, and the result was naturally to aim and quickly shoot it down, thus solving the last of the four guards.

Two minutes later, with the assistance of Jazz and them, the miscellaneous books that were holding the gate were removed one by one, and the door of the book warehouse was finally opened, and the two members of the Honey Badger team who had been staying in the car immediately got in and helped Jazz and them began to search for them in the messy warehouse.

Within 10 minutes, in a 3-by-3-metre secret cellar beneath a set of bookshelves, Jazz found a large amount of gold neatly stacked on top of each other, probably weighing nearly three tons.

Next, looking at the unexpected harvest in front of him, looking at the yellow-orange-orange light, Sir was in deep thought, and the members of the Honey Badger team around Sir were unabashedly greedy one by one, as if they were the junior members of the organization, and the attraction of wealth was naturally the most direct.

"Lord Sir, let's ...... this gold," the sniper who had joined forces with Jazz asked tentatively.

“…… It's up to the wild dogs to decide!" said coldly, and Sir moved his steps to the side and took out his organization's mobile phone.

Soon, when Hou Rui, who was waiting for the hospital bed, learned about this, he did not hesitate to tell Sir - all of them were moved for him, and not even a single gold wire was left for the Pope's team, because the amount of gold was too much, so the support manpower and vehicles would arrive later.

As a result, after another half an hour, when the five men who had arrived at the library with small carts, Jazz then ordered the start of a large warehouse move, and soon they took all the gold weighing about 2.6 tons, and then cleaned up the warehouse site, leaving only the belated Roman police, a scene full of traces of the aftermath of the war but no dead bodies.

Soon after, with a cart full of gold, Sir and the others returned to the temporary stronghold, and after Jazz dismissed the members of the Honey Badger team, he immediately moved from the temporary stronghold and drove the van to a large mortgage parking lot in the southern part of the city of Rome, where Hourui, Lux, and the Elves recuperate.

Surprisingly, the ward where Hou Rui and them are recuperating is actually two large fuel tankers parked side by side, but the inside of this tanker has already been converted into a comfortable ward space, Hou Rui and Lux live in one, the elves themselves live in one, and the other members of the wild dog team, their lurking locations are all in the vicinity, in the camouflaged zombie cars.

So soon, everyone in the wild dog team gathered in front of Hou Rui's hospital bed again, and in front of everyone, there was a gold brick about a kilogram in it, which was emitting orange and yellow light under the light.

"Hey, hey, I really didn't expect that the old man who looked at the pure-hearted Pope would hide so much gold in private!"