Not far behind the scorpion needle, at night, was a man with a straight posture and also wearing delicate black leather armor, with a cold temperament, and the killing intent in his eyes seemed to be cold to the bone.

The scorpion needle can also sense that the man who suddenly appeared, like him, is also a shadow thief of the "shadow department". But the other party's temperament and strength are all pressed on the scorpion needle, which makes the scorpion needle feel palpitations.

"Who are you?" blurted out the scorpion needle.

"Saikyo, Orochimaru. ”

Before the cold words fell, Orochimaru had already made a move.

He was like a ghostly shadow, rushing towards the scorpion needle, and when he raised his hand, a puff of poisonous mist struck.

The scorpion needle reacted instantly, holding its breath to dodge.

With a tear, the fingertips of Orochimaru's palms and fingers actually soared forward at an incredible angle, tearing apart a piece of leather armor behind the scorpion needle.

The scorpion needle was so shocked that it exploded in a cold sweat, and hurriedly retreated again. The other party's speed was too fast, completely inconsistent with his slender size, and even nimble like a human, like a poisonous snake.

Just by fighting a move, the scorpion needle had a strong sense of crisis, and immediately gave birth to the heart of retreat. He's just quasi-transcendent, and he doesn't even have control over his exclusive Force skills. Although he is good at assassination, espionage, and pursuit and tracking, melee combat is not his forte.

What's more, he is facing an opponent whose strength is higher than his.

With their minds together, the scorpion needle quickly escaped. A misty cloud of smoke swirled behind him, stopping the pursuit of his opponent, like a frightened rabbit, instantly running into the distance.

Orochimaru didn't chase after him, but turned sharply and pounced on the black stone block behind the hill.

"Ahh......h He was quite confident in his own hiding technique, and he didn't expect to be detected by Orochimaru.

"How did you find out about me?" said Scorpiontail angrily as he dodged Orochimaru's attack.

Scorpion tail and scorpion needle are of equal strength, both are quasi-extraordinary, but there is an additional skill of concealment and stealth. If you don't ask the reason for being discovered, the blow to the scorpion tail will be too great.

"I don't need to see you. Orochimaru said coldly, continuing to attack with lightning-fast moves. As the chief head snake of the Demon Snake Queen, her sense of touch and induction are top-notch. What's more, he inherited Medusa's pupil technique and probed hidden enemies, not to mention it.

The scorpion tail was startled, and turned his head to flee in the direction of the scorpion needle.

Suddenly, around him, one after another, pitch-black snakes seemed to be pulled up from the ground, and people stood one after another, forming an array. Puff puff puff...... Several streams of venom shot like thorns.

The scorpion tail tried his best to dodge the attack of these venoms, but the black mist in front of him was released, and another puff of poisonous mist came to his face. He quickly held his breath, but still sucked in a hurry.

After a moment, the scorpion tail was a little sluggish and paralyzed.

Orochimaru calmly made a move, and with a few strokes of the palm knife, the scorpion tail fell to the ground, convulsions for a while.

At the same time, the scorpion needle had just escaped less than a hundred meters away. Suddenly, from under his feet, a series of phosphorescence flashes. In an instant, the high temperature that did not produce flames surrounded the scorpion needle.

"This ......" The scorpion needle jumped to its feet in shock, these phosphorus fire and high temperatures were neither the flame of punishment of the light system, nor the natural fireball of the life system, and the scorpion needle did not sense the attributes of the Force at all.

The slightly chubby figure of Zilai appeared in front of the scorpion needle. The chief spider of the Spider Empress, although he was fat, walked silently, and the scorpion needle did not sense the existence of Jiraiya.

"What kind of people are these, it's terrible!" Scorpion Needle had a headache, he didn't expect that during a tracking mission, he would actually run into opponents who overwhelmed him one after another.

The leather boots under the feet of the scorpion needle have been burned through, and the soles of the feet are instantly blistered. At the critical moment, he hurriedly spilled a poisonous needle, turned his head and rushed in the other direction.

However, another burly and tall, wolf-like shadow crashed into it like a mountain. The scorpion needle was caught off guard, and it was immediately hit with golden flowers, and the bones on his body were about to fall apart.

"Roar......" A big hand with hard wolf fur tightly choked the throat of the scorpion needle. The scorpion needle could only be seen, and the raider in front of him was a tall and muscular werewolf with scars all over his face.

"What the hell is this place!?" the scorpion needle couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, but in the nostrils of the scorpion needle, I smelled a cool but stimulating breath. He couldn't help but sneeze and came to his senses in an instant.

At this moment, the scorpion needle found itself and was tied to a chair. Next to him, in another chair, the scorpion tail was also tied, but his head hung down, and he still seemed unconscious.

Scorpion Needle raised his head, and on the high-backed chair not far in front of him, sat a young man with a calm temperament. And beside him, it was the object of the scorpion needle's fight, the cold man named Orochimaru.

Although the scorpion needle is not familiar with the young man in front of him, judging from his temperament and image, he should belong to the enemy leader, a superior person.

"You...... Who the hell are you? I'm the chief scout adjutant of Sentinel Ridge! let me go!" The Scorpion Needle mustered up his courage and roared with a fierce and weak heart.

"You are Qiao Xi's subordinate, to track down Lin Jie? Yes, the reaction is faster than I imagined. The young man in front of the scorpion needle whispered.

"Are you from the Iron Horse Brotherhood?" Scorpion Needle stared at the young man in front of him, and could see that he was a yellow-skinned person like Lin Jie.

But the young man did not answer, but muttered, "I wonder if it is feasible to believe in the power of the fruit and suppress a quasi-transcendent will?"

The scorpion needle was inexplicable, what was the fruit of faith, was it poison or a torture tool, but it sounded weird, and it seemed to represent some kind of danger!

"Let's get an injection, I need an internal response to be placed next to Qiao Xi. The young man said to Orochimaru.

"Injections?

The scorpion needle felt fear because he didn't know what he would face.

"Let go of me, Master Qiao's anger, you can't afford it!" the scorpion needle roared with exhaustion.

However, the enemy, called Orochimaru, came over coldly and grabbed the throat of the scorpion needle. The strength of his hand was like iron casting, and he suffocated the scorpion needle for a while.

The scorpion needle struggled desperately, but to no avail. Suddenly, I felt a tingling pain in my neck, and I was pricked by something, and my mind immediately became paralyzed and blurred.

A fruit with a strange aroma was stuffed into the mouth of the scorpion needle.

The scorpion needle wanted to spit it out, but Orochimaru raised his palm and slapped it. Boom, the fruit was swallowed completely. And it quickly disappeared, and a mysterious power unfolded in the body of the scorpion needle.

At this moment, the scorpion needle seems to be in a state of confusion.

In his spirit, there are all kinds of oppressive and oppressive momentum, crushing his will to resist. But this oppression is too strong, and the scorpion needle is gradually sinking, and there is a negative thought of giving up.

Then, another fruit is stuffed into the mouth. The scorpion needle no longer struggled and swallowed it obediently. The momentum of oppression in the spirit became stronger and stronger, as if it was overwhelmed, and it instantly broke down the psychological defense line of the scorpion needle.

The scorpion needle slowly regained consciousness, and there was silence in the mental space, as if nothing had happened. But when he raised his head again and looked at the young man in front of him, he felt unusually kind.

At this moment, in the eyes of the scorpion needle, the image of this young man is so respectable. Just like seeing a majestic superior, or even a messenger of the gods, the scorpion needle suddenly gave birth to a feeling of worship and love.

...............

With a bang, a silver wine glass carved with fine patterns fell to the ground.

William was drunkenly trying to pick up his glass, but a pair of black boots appeared in front of him. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at Hussein, who walked in with a gloomy face.

"One of the inheritors of Razor Ridge, the flower of the blood of the White Bone Baron, and the nobleman of the wolf warriors, should not be a down-and-out and incompetent drunkard!"

Hussein said coldly and kicked the glass away.

William just smiled sarcastically, narrowed his eyes, leaned back in the big chair, and didn't pay any attention to Hussein's words.

"Are you going to do this? You can't hold your head up for the rest of your life, and you don't see anyone?" asked Hussein.

"60,000 gold pounds, three bone siege force cannons, a hundred blood-eroded fangs, four hundred brave wolf warriors......" William said self-deprecatingly, "all destroyed in my hands...... Although you and Hastings have covered up their mistakes for me, these shames cannot be washed away!"

"And then, you hide here and drink, is that the way to get revenge?" Hussein said with a blank face.

"What can I do?" William raised his head, his face twisted hideously, and roared: "What can I do? Continue to lead troops to attack? Unless more than half of the huge force of Razor Ridge is mobilized, it will be a joke to attack that Xijing City again!"

"Hasting's men have a team of thirty 'Dark Wolf Roaring Guards'. Hussein's eyes, with a dangerous glint flashing, stared at William, and said word by word:

"You can imitate Hasting's order and mobilize the 'Dark Wolf Roaring Guard'. ”

When William heard this, he was half sober, looked at Hussein suspiciously, gritted his teeth, and said, "What do you want to do?"

"The Dark Wolf Roaring Guard is a shadow thief organization secretly trained by Hasting, and every dark wolf is the best of the wolf clan. The strength is all quasi-extraordinary, and even slightly higher!"

Hussein said slowly, "With this team, we can secretly infiltrate that city and carry out a decapitation operation!

"Are you crazy?" William lowered his voice and gritted his teeth, "Thirty people, even if all of them are quasi-transcendent, how can you be sure to sneak in? How can you be sure to be decapitated? This is not a game!"

Hussein smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, and on his middle finger, there was a delicate and small ring set with strange blood-colored broken gems.

"The 'Ring of Filthy Contempt' from the Abyss of Eternity. All my subordinates under my leadership, under the influence of this ring, will be blessed with the Shadow Corrosion Skill!"

"William, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! The Dark Wolf's Force attribute is a perfect fit for this ring. Under my leadership, their combat effectiveness will be terrifyingly improved!"

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