Chapter 125: Killing

Inside Kalmar, it was already late at night, and when you looked at the city from above, the ghetto was almost completely shrouded in darkness, with only the faint glow of the sporadic lights.

In contrast, the plebeian area, which is only one step away, is much better, and the noble quarter, which is surrounded by the plebeian area and guarded in the center, is bright, and the streets are full of street lamps that illuminate every inch of the road for the inhabitants who live here.

André, accompanied by three of his cronies, walked on the path of the civilian area, because unlike the noble area, which was full of street lights, several people walked a little slowly.

Although the domestic laws and prohibitions are often just a dead letter for the aristocracy, the prohibition is not without impact on Andrei, these nobles, although they really want to drink, they have a way, but it is a little inconvenient to drink anytime and anywhere, after all, the aristocratic district is under the nose of the palace, and the sale of alcohol cannot be as blatant as the ghetto or even the civilian area.

So because Andre was ugly today, he suddenly decided to drink to vent his depression, so he could only go to the civilian area that was dirty and messy in his eyes, and as for the slums, in his eyes it was a garbage heap, and he would never go there to drink.

"If you want me to say, there is no more ridiculous decree than Prohibition," complained one of the soldiers of the convoy after walking on the potholed path and nearly tripping, "the prohibition of alcohol and alcohol, the prohibition of alcohol, but the prohibition of alcohol has only added a little difficulty to our drinking, and added a little price." ”

Andre was silent, his complexion was not very good-looking, not because of the words of his subordinates, but because of the injuries on his body.

William's claw was not only very powerful, but also his five fingers emitted five hot high-temperature steam currents, which made Andre not only feel uncomfortable in his stomach until now, but also had five more bloody wounds on the surface of his skin.

This made André hate William even more.

Andre was thinking about how to trouble William in the future, but found that one of his cronies who was walking in the front suddenly stopped.

Andrei was wondering, but as he looked before, he knew why.

At the front of the path, a stout man was standing, and because it was dark, Andre couldn't see his face clearly, but the knife he held in both hands shimmered in the moonlight.

The path was so remote that no one passed by except Andrei and three of his cronies, and the stout man was armed with a weapon, so no matter how you looked at it, you could feel the other party's ill intentions.

"Who are you!" the first convoy soldier asked with the hilt of his sword in his hand and a step forward, shouting warily.

But as soon as his voice fell, he saw that the short and stout man's hands suddenly moved, and the cold light flashed in the air, and then it disappeared into the neck of the soldier who led the escort, and the huge force even led the soldier's body to stumble two steps, and then fell directly to the ground.

As early as the moment when the short man raised his hand, Andre subconsciously raised his arm to protect his head and face, but the next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his arm, he put down his arm and looked at it, and found that there was a heavy flying knife deeply inserted in his arm.

At this moment, Andrei somewhat regretted that he was not wearing his armor because he was going to drink.

At the same time, the stout man had already rushed quickly, and as he went, his hands kept waving, and in the blink of an eye, he threw several throwing knives into the air.

Andre grabbed a guard soldier who was close to him and blocked him in front of him, and then he heard a few muffled pops, and the struggling soldier snorted and died, and the last guard soldier was hit in the chest and forehead by a throwing knife and fell to the ground.

André was covered in a cold sweat and wanted to retreat back to the aristocratic district with the corpse, but he heard a sudden sound of footsteps behind the path.

Andre looked back, a strong man with a terrible scar on his throat was holding a scimitar, looking at him coldly, and beside him, there was a young man with black hair and slightly curly, also carrying a slender knife, and the two of them blocked Andre's retreat at some point.

The cold light reflected from the weapons and knives held by the two was a little dazzling, and Andre's eyes turned slightly, just in time to meet the young man's eyes full of longing and excitement.

These two people are none other than Harden, the deputy captain of the Morgan Pirates, and Oliver, who was brought onto the ship by William from the Ichshin Dojo not long ago.

And the stout man who threw the throwing knife before was naturally the helmsman of the Morgan Pirates, Diego.

Oliver, who blocked the back road, although he was a little nervous about killing for the first time in his heart, his desire for merit far exceeded everything, suppressed the negative thoughts in his heart, and rushed to Andre first, and after he rushed out, Harden followed.

There were pursuers in front and interceptions in the back, and Andre's mind was racing, so he threw the corpse of the guard soldier in his hand at the terrible short man in front of him with a flying knife in his hand, intending to stop the other party, and then turned and pounced to the rear.

His right hand was injured, and he could only use his left hand to awkwardly pull out the long sword at his waist, but Andre was close to three meters tall, and the weapon he carried was a long sword for him, and it might be a two-handed giant sword for others.

Andre slashed hard, the long sword slashed through the air, making a whining sound, although it was a left hand that he didn't usually use, but with Andre's own terrifying brute force, it was enough to cut Harden and Oliver together.

Seeing this, Harden sneered, he came first, jumped past Oliver quickly, the heavy scimitar in his hand was horizontal, and the muscles all over his body bulged, and he had already blocked Andre's sword momentum.

At the same time, while Harden blocked Andre's attack, Oliver used the force of the forward rush to roll and slide under the long sword, and his originally clean clothes instantly became dirty, but he didn't care, and rolled directly to Andre's leg, and cut Andre's calf neatly with the knife.

Andre screamed miserably, and suddenly lost his balance, how could an old pirate like Harden, who is accustomed to fighting at sea and has great experience in actual combat, miss this opportunity?

With a strong scimitar in Harden's hand, he had already pushed Andre's long sword away, and then advanced a knife and slashed directly at Andre's lower abdomen.

The lower leg was broken, the lower abdomen was stabbed again, and Andrei howled miserably, and fell to his knees with a pop.

At this time, Diego, who put down the flying knife and picked up a scimitar at his waist, had already rushed up, even if Andre was half-kneeling, he was still much taller than him, so he accelerated directly, and then jumped slightly, holding the scimitar upside down, and used the momentum to directly stab the tip of the knife into Andrei's chest.

Andre's screams stopped abruptly, and he flew to the ground directly driven by this force, his mouth kept pouring blood, and his consciousness gradually blurred, until now, he still didn't know who was going to kill him.