The wide corridor was messy all around, and Arrin fell to his knees, and although he was holding the folding knife tightly, he could hardly make any movement against the crushing arm of the man with the earring.

The man with the earrings stood in front of Arrin, his raised dagger slashing down, as if to make a judgment against him.

The sharp dagger radiated in a graceful arc, not at Yarlin's head, but at his neck.

"Bang!"

Just as Yarlin's gaze turned from unwillingness to despair, a figure suddenly pounced on the man with earrings.

"Joyce ......"

There was only one thought in Arrin's mind, and the two of them rolled towards one wall.

Joyce, who knocked the earring man over and grabbed his wrist, regretted it.

It was only when Joyce came together that Joyce realized that the man with the earrings was extremely powerful.

"I'm left-handed, he's right-handed!"

Joyce clutched with the earring man, his feet kicking to the ground trying to get up and take advantage.

Even if he knocked over the man with the earrings, Joyce didn't dare to stop for half a minute, but he grabbed the left hand of the man with the earrings holding the dagger's right wrist, and his strength was obviously no match for the other party.

"Whew!"

In the process of supporting, Joyce felt that the other party was like a loose egg, and he couldn't hold him back.

"him. ”

Taking advantage of the fact that the two sides did not fully get up and there was still space, Joyce, whose strength fell to the downwind, showed ruthlessness in his heart, and beckoned to the man with the earring with the machete in his right hand.

Joyce slashed the earring man three times in a row, although the knife was bloody, only one knife was chopped into the opponent's collarbone, which was relatively deep.

When Joyce fought to the death, what he didn't know was that the man with the earrings was also extremely shocked by his burst of power.

The man with the earrings didn't expect that the person who had just been whipped away by his leg would be able to cover him at such a time.

"Poof!"

After the earring man kicked to the ground and twisted up, although Joyce also stood up, he was still unable to match the strength of his right arm, only to feel that the dagger carried a lot of force, and grabbed his left lower abdomen.

"You Mabi's, my small intestine!"

The dull pain made Joyce feel like he had been hammered, and he almost blurted out Huaxia's curse words.

Joyce, who was wounded, was like a wounded beast, and the machete in his right hand was pulled out of the collarbone of the man in the earring, and he slashed at the opponent continuously with his head and face.

The man with the earring held the dagger to Joyce's wrist on his left abdomen, only to feel that he was being grasped by the opponent's pincer-like palm all the time, and it was difficult to exert force continuously.

The face of the man with the earrings was chopped open with a machete, and even the ears with the rings were chopped out, and the major cervical artery was cut open, but the blood did not gush out.

"Miscellaneous!"

Arrin saw Joyce being stabbed with the man with the earrings in order to save him, and struggled to get up and fell to the two.

Although Arlin's arm did not fully regain consciousness, he still desperately raised his arm and used the folding knife in his hand to the gangster's head**.

The three of them almost threw themselves on the wall on the side of the corridor, and gradually, Joyce's right machete stopped swinging, and he didn't know if there was no space, or if he was unable to continue to swing wildly.

However, Arrin was still holding a folding knife, and for a moment he was interfering with the man.

The gangster man who was blocked by Joyce and Yarlin was already unrecognizable and breathless, and even the knife wound of the major artery in the neck and neck blood continued to gush out.

Joyce's right hand machete landed on the ground, and his left hand still held the gangster man's dagger wrist.

"Idiot, don't stab him, this one by one, you have to cut off my small intestine, hold him quickly, I'm already powerless. Joyce was out of breath and annoyed at Arlin, who was still doing it.

Hearing Joyce's voice, Arrin realized that the unusual gang leader in front of him had been killed by the two.

Instead of pulling the dagger into his lower abdomen, Joyce used his right hand to break the man's dagger fingers little by little.

"Don't touch me. ”

Joyce, who was constantly gasping for breath, finally broke the man's dagger out of his hand and stopped Yarlin.

At this time, Joyce, who was carrying a dagger in his left lower abdomen, was really afraid that Yarlin would pull him away.

"Gotta get out of here, you and Palemi are badly injured, and we could die if we go on like this. Seeing Joyce reach for the man's coat pocket as he was dead against the wall, Arrin said with a strange expression.

Joyce, who was trembling, quickly found a small pile of money from the pocket of the gangster's cardigan, including six ten-gold bills, and some hardware and one-gold money.

"See if there's any medicine, save Lady Palemie. ”

Under Arlin's dumbfounded gaze, Joyce spoke crookedly to disguise his desperate desire for money.

Yarlin, who was quite shrewd before, was completely confused at this time.

Despite realizing that the gangster man was unusual, and that Joyce was looking for potions or something, Arrin was confused.

"Fifty gold luo, that's enough to make people die!"

Joyce, who still had a dagger in his left lower abdomen, sighed weakly in his heart, but he didn't want him to die in this state and ask for money, and he was also selling his life for money.

Joyce wanted to dig out the pockets of the fallen gangsters one by one, although the gangsters at the bottom may not have much money each, but it is better than the number of people.

Unlike Arrlin, who was a little confused, Joyce had taken the money from the gang leader and had already supported the wall and moved with difficulty to the back door aisle.

"Get the medicine and don't forget to get their money out. ”

Joyce reminded Arrin again, wanting to scold him for being a wasteful and stupid wall.

Yarlin's injuries were lighter than those of Joyce and Ms. Palemie, and he also reacted at this time, but when he went to rummage through the gangsters' things, he wondered if the seriously injured two could hold it up, and they should leave here first.

Arriving in the back doorway, Joyce saw a humanoid mechanical golem shrunk into a palm-sized one.

"Is it the result of losing the control of the cloaked old man?"

Joyce knew that the humanoid mechanical puppet was a good thing, but at this time, he was in a very poor state and could not keep such things.

The back door corridor of the corpses and rotten flesh was not dark, except for the humanoid mechanical puppet, and the heart of the old man in the cloak whose body was blown up seemed to secrete a small ball of mercury.

"Is this a mysterious substance secreted by the secret cultivator after his death?"

Joyce had a guess, but didn't touch the mass of silver, which seemed to change shape.

"Damn it!"

Joyce, who had not found any money in the old man's rotten cloak and clothes, had bent over with a pain in his abdomen, and found the dregs of the banknotes that had been blown up on the ground.

Most of the money for the man with the earrings of the Iron Blood Society was given by the old man in the cloak, which shows that the old man has money.

Joyce not only had a pain in his abdomen at this time, but also a pain in his heart, and the slag of the banknote had been blown up and burned to the size of a fingernail, which was obviously not going to work.

"Huh?"

Joyce, who had not been able to pick up the money, found a sheepskin notebook on the other side of the old man, which seemed to be some years old from the leather surface and paper.

"Jarrin, come here. ”

Joyce shouted in the back doorway, giving a sense of grunt wail.

"What's wrong?"

Yarlin was a little panicked, and when he came to the back door, he naturally saw the secret object.

"The notebook and this mess could be valuable, so find a way to hide it. "Joyce's intention of asking Yarlin to help hide the benefits is very straightforward.

"Fool, you're going to leave footprints like this. ”

Seeing that Arrin had found a torn cloak cloth, torn it in half and put a notebook and a round substance like mercury in his pocket, and ran into the previous cigar room, Joyce couldn't help but say to Arlin.

Arrin didn't respond to Joyce, that is, three minutes later, when he came out again, not only put on leather gloves, but also carried two small packages.

"Whew!"

As Joyce watched, Arrin swung two small packages into the cracks in the stone beams above the aisle.

"Spare me. ”

There were still alive gangster wounded in the back hallway, apparently hearing Joyce and seeing Arrin flicking a small package and holding a knife.

Wearing a pair of gloves, Arlin examines the casualties and mends the knife to those who are not dead.

"Get out of here. ”

It wasn't until there were only two living people left in the back door trail that he hurriedly went out to lead the way.

Joyce followed out of the path, and he had just vaguely seen that Arrin had entered the cigar room, not just looking for gloves and bloodless cloth.

Yarlin quickly took a large size in the room, and took his excrement with his hand, sealing the round mercury-like substance.

At this time, there was still dirt left in Arlin's gloves, which made Joyce's mood complicated.

"Someone's coming in!"

Joyce looked at the man in the dress as he regained some of his condition, returned to the corridor to try to find something, and mended the knife to the gangsters.

The reason why Joyce didn't run away was that he had discovered that the vice-captain Sura Sylvia, after returning to the Traveler's Bar and learning that he and Arrin had come out to collect news, quickly brought someone to find him, and was almost at Steelflower Street.

At least for the time being, Sula Sylvia won't be too late to enter the ballroom than the forces he has now.

"Ms. Palemie, can you still hold on?"

Joyce reached the side of the woman in the dress, and little by little she sat down against the wall.

"I really killed all these people of the Iron and Blood Society!"

The consciousness of the woman in the dress is already very weak, and the breath of speech is also insufficient.

"Don't sleep, maybe we'll be saved soon. ”

Joyce was talking to the woman in the dress, and her head turned to the corridor to the right.

A bald man with an abnormal right arm rushed into the corridor with a group of people huhula and saw Arrin wiping the neck of a young man from the Iron and Blood Gangster.

At this time, Yarlin had not found the medicine, but he was already covered in blood, and his trouser pocket was kicked with gold coins and banknotes, and he was bulging.

"What are you doing?"

Looking at Yarlin's calm mending knife, the man with the earrings who died against the wall, a wisp of red blood secreted from his right shoulder, and the bald man with a mechanical arm asked him with an extremely solemn expression.

"Collecting loot, of course. ”

Arrin grinned, his bloody face and looked extremely hideous and cruel.

"Iron Fist Boss, he seems to be the Arlin of the Traveler's Bar. A young man with a cockscomb head came to the man with a mechanical arm and whispered.

"Back road, back road......"

Faintly surrounding the people of the Iron Hand Society, a woman found a humanoid mechanical puppet in the back door aisle, restrained and bloody, rusty.