Walking into the market, four or five eyes swept over from different angles. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info My intuition is very accurate, and I can feel that someone is watching me behind me. has always been able to succeed smoothly, and it also depends on this talent.

For these seasoned guards, they could guess the troublemaker with a high probability based on their first impression. It's just that they can't be sure yet, so I'm going to magnify that uncertainty and take their attention away from me.

Walking around with the crowd, I tried to ask for the price and bought some potatoes. made the action of paying the money, and the locked gaze was suddenly reduced by half. It's one of the strategies, I never steal after I've spent all my money.

Finally no one was staring at me, and it was time to get started. The feeling of guilt that was approaching suddenly became stronger. I couldn't tell if it was a delusion of hunger or if I was really well educated.

The textbooks say that it is better to die than to be evil.

I remember a story about a beggar who was dying of starvation and did not eat the food that came to him, and he strongly promoted this spirit.

I would say that the person who wrote this story must have never starved, never really struggled with life and death.

Poor thinking about change, unchanged.

The problem is that there is no way out, and there is no choice.

In the underground world of Noxus, "work" is only trafficking: narcotics, prostitutes, people, in short, they are all evil, and there is no serious work at all. Needless to say, narcotics, in modern times, shooting, population, it's also a felony, don't think about prostitution or something, I'm a man... So, the only choice was to steal.

I quickly found my target, a big middle-aged fat man who was shopping for food. The wider the person, the less sensitive they are, and the more attention they pay to the space next to them. I walked past him like a gust of wind and carried his purse with him.

As usual, my heart tightened slightly, and then an accident happened, a pedestrian accidentally tripped and hit me, shaking the heavy money bag off.

"My purse?!Catch him!"

The middle-aged fat man roared, and the two guards in the cart beside him immediately rushed over and caught me. There was no chance of escaping at all, two lights flashed, and two people appeared in front of me and behind me.

Flashes of magic, arcane magic that moves a short distance in an instant. Arcane is also known as the space element, and the Arcane Missile and Arcane Explosion are all spatial shocks. On the other hand, arcane magic consumes the most mana because it has to counter the world's spatial self-healing ability. After casting a round of arcane magic in the same location, it will not be possible to continue to cast arcane magic due to the powerful backlash of spatial self-healing.

A seemingly systematic thing to explain and prompt me to learn to flash?

Is this the aura of the legendary protagonist, or is it the prank of some deranged god?

Taking one step at a time, I did not hesitate to choose to learn to flash, and then wait for the opportunity to move.

There is always a time when thieves are caught.

Two guards ran over, and one of them said, "Lord Elder of the Eclipse of the Golden Lock, Leave it to us, Lord Goulard, and we'll let this kid know that if you stretch out your hand, you'll die!"

The guard spoke in a respectful and honoring tone, saying that the "president" should be the leader of a gang, and the Immortal Gold Lock was the name of the gang.

It seems that I have been lucky enough to offend the leader of a powerful gang.

A fat middle-aged man named Goulard approached me and tore off the hood that covered my face—I cut my clothes to a style close to the local in order to conform to the local customs: cloaks everywhere, though the original shape of the fabric was still peculiar.

Goulard's eyes lit up, I have seen this kind of look, it is very familiar, "rich", as if he had found a lot of money.

I don't understand, most of the money on his body is his, what else does he have to plan.

Goulard: "Captain of the Guard, please give me this boy!" he complimented, "Look at this face, it will definitely fascinate those noble ladies, just a little training." ”

The guards handed me over to Goulad, who took me back to the gang.

Gudra: "Look at your shabby clothes, are you stealing all the time?" you kid is fat enough to put your hand in my pocket. You were going to die, but I'm glad you have a nice face, and use it to work for me to pay for your mistakes!"

Gudra ordered the guards to take me to wash up and locked me in a room.

I looked at the door and the wall in a daze, should I change from a thief to a prostitute, or should I escape from here, and if I chose to escape, I would have to deal with the guards who were outside. The flash can pass through walls, but the flash is not far away, and the strong spatial and magical fluctuations are sure to alert the guards. On top of that, I'm not sure I have enough magic to use Flash...

As the minutes passed, the door suddenly opened, and the guard came in with a lunch with something in his mouth, and he shouted contemptuously, "Eat!"

The meaning of contempt is obvious: "You are a prostitute"

It seems that the gang thugs are hardworking, and they are more senior than the butt sellers.

A feeling of humiliation welled up, and the annoyance in my chest made me want to push my lunch to the guard's head. But I didn't do that, because I had no chance of winning in a head-to-head battle, so I might as well recover my strength.

Not long after eating, a man named Paul came in with an inflatable prop.

Paul looked at me, his eyes were a little vigilant, and he placed props at the head of the bed, Paul took off his clothes, went shirtless and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm here to teach you the skills of sexual surgery." "Women are visually alert, and the first time you face a strange man, you should..."

Paul began to ramble on and on about his technique.

Paul, that's what I remember in my textbooks, how steel is made... It's ridiculous, maybe it's a hint of fate, I don't belong here.

Paul is already immersed in the technical commentary: "When approaching the hidden part, her reaction may be too big, and then you can consider it from the back or side..."

Paul began to gesture to the key points of the prop. I set my sights on Paul's shirtless upper body—no clothing to cover it meant no enchanted props to protect it, and no rune marks on his skin.

If I sneak up on him, there's a good chance that I won't kick the iron plate. Doesn't make a steely block sound like when attacking a guard.

Is there a chance?

The tableware for lunch is still there, and there are knives and forks among them, which have limited lethality, but they can also achieve expectations when they act on the vital points.

Paul had been talking for most of the afternoon, and seemed to be a little tired, so he took out a cigarette and smoked it with trembling hands.

Me: "You... You're sucking, it's anesthetic!"

Paul snorted comfortably: "It's anesthetic." You'll love it sooner or later, too. The first person who asked me to take it told me that if I got it, I didn't have to worry about being knocked unconscious one day, and then my organs would be transplanted to someone else. "You know, we can't do this forever, it's not good to be dealt with by the boss when we're old." ”

Paul was in a trance and said something he shouldn't have said.

There must be a good and a bad in everything. The probability of the organs of the "addict" gentleman being coveted is relatively small.

Paul: "Don't run around after dinner. "I mean, don't try to run away. I know you're a smart man, and you've mastered most of the skills you've taught in the afternoon, but I see you staring at the door. ”

Paul took a deep puff of his cigarette and looked melancholy: "The underground world of Noxus is up to the Immortal Golden Lock. The elders said that whoever dies must die. With a casual move of his finger, he can change someone's life. "You must be a smuggled foreigner who dares to steal the adult's wallet!" teasing, "I thought I would see you half-crippled when I came in, but it seems that they are reluctant to give up your face." ”

I followed the conversation with Paul.

The Eclipse Locks have been around for more than three hundred years, and it seems that from more than a hundred years ago, every generation of gang leaders would have used the name Goulad. The history of the Immortal Locks is almost the same as the history of Noxus. The gang leader has close ties to the military top brass in Noxus.

Therefore, no one dares to resist the Imcorruptible Gold Lock, every dark corner of this Noxus sewer is under the control of the Imcorruptible Gold Lock. Paul warned me that if I escaped, I would be caught sooner or later. He will be beaten to death.

I felt the guards outside the door disappear and realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I asked Paul to go to the bathroom. He was still a little wary, but he went to open the door and lead the way. I grabbed my knife and fork and stabbed him in the hip as he opened the door. The blow to his kidneys made him foam at the mouth and fainted, without uttering a single voice. With the door closed, I took the first step on my escape.

The architectural structure of the non-eroding gold lock is not complicated, and the structure of the hotel is like.

I don't understand why it has a lock name, it doesn't lock almost every room. If there is an obstacle ahead, I can take refuge in a nearby room for a while. Move lightly and quickly.

Gudra's voice: "Be careful! Be careful not to touch the seal! or you'll be dead!"

I was startled by a voice in front of me, and hurriedly opened the door of a room and hid in it, which was a utility room.

Gudra: "Put it in the utility room first, and then guard the door for me, and the general will send someone to fetch it." ”

I was hiding behind a pile of miscellaneous items, and two guards came in carrying boxes, and they didn't notice me, but they were also guarding the door to block the way.

I focused my attention on the box with the seal:

Could it be that there is some treasure in it, or some kind of divine blade, which can turn defeat into victory? The things that a country's generals use are nothing more than weapons and munitions. And I smelled the dangerous smell of death in the box.

I don't care so much, it's dead both horizontally and vertically, open it first and take a look!

Tear off the seal and gently push open the lid of the wooden box, which contains a pair of animal claws and a double-edged scimitar. The ghost put his hand on the hilt of the knife, and when he reacted, he felt that his right arm was numb, and his strength was drained by the hilt little by little. The skin on my hand is wiping down at a rate visible to the naked eye, and it's sucking my blood!

System prompt: "Found the Sword of Death, it can stack 20 layers, currently it is 20 layers, the more layers you have, the more life you need to draw, this is a cursed blade, if you don't kill the target, it will continue to drain the user's life." ”

I can't let go, and I can't stop. I hurriedly grabbed those claws with my left hand and used them as handles to pry, damn it!

System prompt: "Found the Cloak of the Raptor increases armor by 40 points and health regeneration by 1.5 times." ”

I immediately felt a warm current rushing through my left hand, over my shoulder, and on my right hand, the atrophied muscles recovered a little.

The sound of the utility room attracted the attention of the two guards, and the door was kicked open, and the sword was drawn out of the sheath with two "chokes", and the two swords were slashed off one left and one right!

There is limited space in the utility room, and there is no room for evasion, am I going to die here?

Unless, they use a long sword, and I use a short knife, the distance is not enough, it would be nice if I could throw it...

The thought crossed my mind, and the blade in my hand responded to my call, splitting into three cross-spiral throwing knives in an instant, thin and sharp, like white light flying away, and obliterating the throats of the two guards. In the blink of an eye, the blade was so close that the two of them couldn't dodge. There was no clothing to cover the neck, and the physical defenses of the enchantment could not protect this vital point.

My eyes lit up, and my heart was right! With the blade in hand, the divine weapon can close the gap between the two sides.

One of the guards, with a fierce look in his eyes, reached out and pulled his companion next to him, and in the other party's shocked expression, he took the crotch of the humanoid shield and struck the fatal blow. Ignoring the blood of his companion sprayed from his neck, he pushed his companion away and attacked him! "When" a crisp, powerful arm strength difference, if it weren't for the sword of death sticking to my hand like universal glue, I would have been knocked off by him at this time!

Although the guard was surprised that the blade did not fly out of my hand, he habitually added a sword and said, "It's over!

The long sword paused in mid-air, the guard clutched his neck, his head separated from his neck, and he fell.

It turned out that the three spiral knives flew back and cut off the guard's head, and blood spurted all over the ground. The utility room was filled with heavy blood. The first killing, I didn't feel any discomfort with the taste.

After checking the status, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the sword of death was bound to my soul, and before it completely drained my life, it provided me with four skills: 1. The assassin is treacherous, hitting the opponent's vital point, and using the ability to absorb life to drain the opponent's blood; 2. Chopping the grass and eradicating the roots, the sword of death separates three spiral throwing knives and cuts the target back and forth; 3. The battle of cutting the throat, shuttling through time and space, appearing behind the opponent in an instant, and at the same time blaming the opponent for the space counterattack, making the opponent slow down;4. Shadow Raid, all 20 layers of sharp blades are released, forming a total of ten spiral knives to harvest the battlefield, and at the same time release dark elemental energy, accelerate itself, and absorb all its own rays, making itself invisible.

"Uhhhhhhh The guard, who was betrayed as a shield, still had a trace of breath lying on the ground. Badly wounded and dying, he couldn't move, and threw a pleading look at me.

Me: "I'm sorry, the battle should be a quick one, a good one, not a pain..."

I read what he meant, and a blade slit his throat and ended his pain. It's a relief.

System prompt: "Awaken passive, merciful, attack people with abnormal statuses, and increase damage by 10%." ”

After that, I didn't encounter any more fighting, and I escaped from the Immortal Lock, and I didn't care whether it would invite fierce revenge. Because, I will soon face death again.

Deathblade drank the blood of two of its guards, slowing my life. But it wasn't long before it frantically sucked my blood again.

In less than three days, I, who was already lacking in nutrition, became skinny, and my original handsome face became a skeletal face, and my face was hateful. If it weren't for the restoration of the Raptor Cloak, I would be dead by now.

With respect to the pair of raptor claws on the Raptor cloak, the Raptor Claws, "Talon", Tyrone, I have decided to make this my name for the time being.

(After that, instead of using the first person me, I was called Tyrone.) ）

Tyrone was in a trance, and couldn't help but ask himself whether it was right or wrong to escape, and if he hadn't escaped, would he have survived in peace. Now the threat of death has to be considered.

After thinking about it, Tyrone felt that there were only two solutions: one was to let the Blade of Death drink the blood of the enemy, and hiding in Tibet was not the way, the people who did not erode the golden lock had been looking for him these days, and he couldn't care about continuing to offend, anyway, the killing had begun. The second is to find equipment like the Raptor Cloak to counteract the life drain of the Death Blade.