The tip of the sword, which was still dazzling in the fluorescence, stabbed Argo extremely fiercely, and when the tip of the sword almost touched her closed eyelids, it suddenly stopped, and the scene suddenly fell into silence for a moment, POH saw this and only a sneer of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had foreseen this, but Blake tilted his head slightly, wondering why Baca would suddenly stop.

Staring coldly at Argo with his eyes closed, Baca slowly withdrew his one-handed sword, and the sudden stop was not just to scare Argo, when he stabbed out, what he thought in his heart was that he really wanted to kill Argo, but at the most critical point, he thought that if he killed Argo at this moment, then he would become a red name, and once he became a red name, he would lose a lot of freedom, which he could not allow now, that is, he put away the sword at the last moment.

Feeling the stinging chill slowly moving away from her face, the expected damage did not come, Argo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart, she slowly opened her eyes, only to see that Bacca, who was originally squatting in front of her, had already stood up, and the one-handed sword that was not low in quality was hung back by him.

Is it a scare... Argo, who had just come up with this speculation, only heard Baka's words, and his heart jumped.

"Hehe, I forgot this is a gift for you, Blake, Miss Mouse will leave it to you." Baca looked at Blake and smiled.

When Blake heard this, his eyes flashed with impatience, his mouth was silently grinning in an exaggerated arc, and his body was trembling slightly, but he did not answer, his eyes looked at POH, who looked at Argo lying on the ground with an expressionless face, nodded, and the characteristic voice sounded from under the cloak: "Kill as fast as you can, so as not to cause trouble." ”

Rao is a POH who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and it is inevitable that he will not want to be targeted by famous intelligence agents, which will cause him a lot of constraints.

"Huh?!"

Blake bent his knees slightly, held his head in both hands, and wailed when he leaned back, and after that wail disappeared, he slowly stood up straight, and shouted with great dissatisfaction: "POH, you can't deprive me of my fun, paralyzing toxins are so precious, it's a waste not to slowly torture the prey to death, I don't agree!" ”

POH's eyes hidden under the cloak shrank suddenly, and a fierce killing intent appeared, he slowly turned his head, as if the real gaze seemed to turn into a sword, and slashed at Blake's body, only to see Blake was looked at by him, his body paused, and the voice of strong dissatisfaction protested in his throat, unable to provide support for the previous sentence.

At this time, Blake, who called the name of the POH game, was not yet fully convinced, although this kind of indiscriminate killing of innocents only began through the influence of POH, but the excitement of this is difficult to be restrained at present, and besides, he thinks that he is more suitable for a red name player than POH.

What he wants is to walk towards the heart, without scruples, and do whatever he wants. But when I felt POH's murderous gaze, it was like being poured cold on my heart by a basin of cold water. Just as it was easy for him to kill Argo, it was easy for POH to kill him, especially when he thought of the inferior short sword in POH's hand, his heart inevitably chilled.

"Hurry up." POH saw that Blake was divided, and urged coldly.

Blake bowed his head slightly, and after a moment he answered weakly, took out a knife from under the cloak, and squatted down beside Argo's left ear, the knife was held above the white neck, he leaned his head forward, and whispered in Argo's ear: "Miss Mouse, you are lucky." ”

A sentence full of regret made the fear in Argo's heart infinitely magnified, and slowly reflected it in his eyes.

This bunch of lunatics...

After Blake said this, he slowly straightened up and stabbed Argo in the neck hard.

At this moment, a flash of light shot out from the darkness in front of them, and when Baka and POH just noticed the flash, they heard a pleasant sound of iron striking, and after raising their weapons in vigilance, they looked over, but saw that the knife in Blake's hand was knocked a few meters away, and next to Blake, there was a flying knife lying quietly.

"Hmph, throw..."

POH was no stranger to this skill, and couldn't help but snort.

Blake looked at his palm in a daze, and then slowly looked at the figure who walked out of the darkness quickly, his face suddenly distorted, and he stared at the figure with hatred.

Black hair, black clothes, black sword... Who is it if it's not Kirito?