"Damn the miscellaneous. Broken ......" The man with a scar on his face rushed over with a slightly drunken and shouting kick over the sofa that blocked the way.

The detective touched Kidd's neck, a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and then said in half-baked Latin with a sad and resentful expression: "This is not your Heart Moon Fox Star, and the Night Charm Bar is not your 'Religious Inquisition'...... My brother Kidd is dead, and according to the law of the Timberwolves, you have two options, one is to wipe your ass clean and wait to sit through the prison; The second is to obtain the understanding of relatives...... How to choose, I think you should know! ”

"Alas......" A slightly remorseful sigh sounded in the Night Charm Bar, and almost all the guests were a little frustrated, why didn't they think of this? Countless eyes looked at the "heartbroken" Scarface, their eyes full of envy and a little jealousy.

The Inspector of the Holy Land slowly pulled out his right foot trapped in Kidd's abdomen, looked at the scarlet blood stains on it, and the white, green, and scattered pieces of flesh, frowned, and raised his leg to put his foot on the slightly higher couch beside him.

The Templar at the end of the line trotted a few steps, fell to one knee, reached out and pulled the white tablecloth over the small table, and wiped the leather boots of the Inspector General of the Holy Land with care, no, but almost reverently.

Glancing at Scarface, who was smearing wine on his face, the Inspector General of the Holy Land squinted his masked eyes, his eyes showed undisguised contempt, his head rose slightly, and a charming voice mixed with a slightly strange tone sounded faintly from the helmet of the Inspector General of the Holy Land, "He's your brother?" Hey...... If even you are slaughtered, I don't know how much you will lose? I don't know if two dirty pagan lives, is one white son enough or not? ”

The rest of the Templars also gathered around, "stabbing the ......" A neat sound of stabbing swords unsheathed, more than a dozen stabbing swords pointed at Scarface, the tip of the sword swallowed a blue light, through the reflection of some light, the sword body part of the stabbing sword was with fine and symmetrical water cloud patterns, and the distant rose seemed to feel the moment the stabbing sword was unsheathed, and a sharp and cold breath rushed to the face.

Iron sword? Scarface's mouth pursed slightly, and there was a slight disdain in his eyes, and he laid Kidd's body down on the couch beside him, and Scarface's hand reached into his arms.

"Why, when there are more people, there are fewer of us? ...... Lao Tzu's 'Sunset Star Thieves' is not a noodle piece! Asako roared loudly as she tossed the cheap glass in her hand at the Inspector General of the Holy Land.

"Sneer......" There were several sounds like poisonous snakes spitting out letters in the Night Charm Bar, and several cold lights that were too fast for the naked eye to distinguish cut through the air barrier and slashed on the glass.

There was no expected sound of glass shattering, and not a single drop of residual wine splashed...... The cold light flashed and went out, and the glass disappeared from people's sight.

Scarface is the closest, and he can see it most clearly, the moment the sword is swung, Scarface sees the blood-red "octagonal cross" at the hilt of the cross sword light up slightly, and then the snow-white sword edge spins out several small dark black swirls, and the glass is sucked in as soon as it touches one of the whirlpools, no...... To be exact, it is devoured little by little!

"Nanoblack holes?" Scarface's hand that reached into his arms slowly stretched out, and the cold sweat overflowing from the corner of his forehead was blocked by his eyebrows, and gathered into a thin stream...... Scarface felt a hint of death looming towards him.

A black hole can devour everything, and light is no exception, as long as you shoot fast enough, the first-generation short-term energy storage laser gun in your hand will be completely reduced to an ornament! The corners of his eyes teased the Templars, and his instincts, which had been licking blood all day long, told Scarface that they should be fast enough!

"Damn, I almost got pecked in the eye by the geese all day long, these bastards who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers...... Philip IV complained that they were a bunch of miscellaneous, 'back-to-back mountains'. Species!" Scarface cursed inwardly, glancing at the scarlet "Octagonal Cross" on the Templars' left shoulder, and a faint smell of blood diffused.

Scarface shuddered, and his footsteps began to move backwards slowly, and Scarface had already retreated in his heart for the sake of the Star Coin and not being able to take a good life.

"Isn't it a little lonely for your brother to go on the road alone? The Lord teaches us to be loving, hehe...... Don't worry, I will compensate according to the price! The voice of the Inspector General of the Holy Land was full of laughter, but it made the hairs stand on end!

The sword light lit up again in the Night Charm Bar...... "Dang Chang...... When the ...... suddenly sounded, the Night Charm wiped her beloved goblet behind the bar, looked at the Inspector General of the Holy Land with a smile on her face, and said, "This is the Night Charm Bar...... It's not okay to drink and have fun casually, and hurt people with your hands, this is the rule of my night charm! ”

At this moment, Rose's hand holding the goblet trembled slightly, and her gaze rested on the right hand of the Inspector of the Holy Land, or more precisely on the hilt of the sword he was pressing on in his right hand. Rose's gaze was frantic and greedy, and a subtle smile hung on her lips, and she noticed that the Inspector General of the Holy Land had been pressing the index finger of his right hand against the dark red "Octagonal Cross" mark on the hilt of the sword for a moment......

The heart beat wildly, squeezing the blood in the veins and rushing into Rose's brain, and Rose's face became inexplicably flushed. "It should be there, that 'octagonal cross' should contain all his belongings!" Licking her somewhat dry lips, Rose muttered nervously over and over again.

At a casual glance, Rose's gaze rested on the black-clothed cage carried by the two Templars, one of the corners of the black cloth scraped against the back of the chair by the aisle, opening a not-so-large gap, revealing a strand of long silver-white hair, which looked a little glaring in the slightly dimly lit bar!

The wings of Rose's nose flapped violently a few times to relieve the choking sensation of being choked by someone's throat, and the cold silver-white color was like a scoop of water mixed with ice cubes, dousing the greedy flame that burned in Rose's heart!

His left hand slowly withdrew from his arms, loosening the metal ring of the "Stun Flashbang" that was clasped up, and he looked at the long silver-white hair in such a daze, completely forgetting that he had just prepared to jump out and snatch the sword from the waist of the Inspector General of the Holy Land.

The green, yellow, and round light of the star coins in her eyes dissipated, and a hazy mist rose under Rose's eyes. "Hmm......" Rose whispered, and pressed Wei An's breasts hard with her right hand, why does my heart still hurt?