Bell's head rose little by little from the stairs under the arrow tower, and when his eyes went over the floor, he turned his head to look at the two corpses on the ground, his brow furrowed, but his body did not move, and he walked up as usual, and at the same time he made a defensive tactical gesture to Char. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Char was taken aback when he saw Bell's tactical gesture, but immediately saw Bell make a quiet gesture to him, immediately calmed down, and gently walked to the corner of the arrow tower, aiming the hard crossbow in his hand at the two corpses on the ground.

Bell walked over to the old cripple first, kicked the old cripple over with his foot, looked closely at the wound on the old cripple's neck, and then kicked Justin twice.

Justin closed his eyes and didn't move, so that whoever came up to see it would definitely say that the kid was dead, but Bell glanced at Char and saw that Char was ready, so he squatted down, he patted Justin's face, and then said, "Xiaoxiao, wake up, don't pretend, you really don't pretend!"

Justin still didn't move, and Bell continued: "There's nothing wrong with people trying to fake, but the mistake is that it's all about fake and full of loopholes, which is very shameless, so it's okay not to wake up, Char, give him an arrow, and send this kid who can't fake on the road!"

"Don't!he~he~hehe" Justin heard the sound of Char's crossbow machine winding, and immediately jumped up, holding his breath for a long time just now, and he kept gasping for breath together.

"How did you find out I was playing dead?" asked Justin, finally panting as he turned his face to Bell.

"Look at this guy. Bell crouched in front of Justin and pointed at the old cripple.

Justin looked at Bell's hand, and the wound on the old lame's neck was like a slumped mouth, as if he was laughing at him, the wound was deep to the bone, but it did not penetrate, and there was still a trace of bubbling blood coming out.

Justin shook his head and said, "I can't see it, I just know that this guy was shot in the throat by an arrow from you, and he choked to death with his own blood." ”

"The arrow didn't penetrate his neck, don't you see?" said Bell, shaking his head.

"I see, what's wrong!" Justin looked at the wound on the old lame's neck again, and leaned back unconsciously, thinking to himself: these two guys are not going to do the same.

"How did it get up to your shoulder, and where you and he were lying wasn't on the same line, how did it hit you?" Bell pulled out the arrow stuck in Justin's shoulder, and he twisted it up and down.

"Ahh

"Well, tell me everything you know!" said Bell.

"There are still 30 people in this camp, tonight there are 8 people on the four arrow towers at the front gate, two on each floor, 4 people on the three arrow towers at the back door, no one on the arrow towers at the back door, 2 people on each side of the arrow towers, and no one on the walls around the wall. ”

Char looked at the arrow towers around them, which had been occupied by two reconnaissance squads, and Char made a gesture of inquiry to each arrow tower.

The arrow towers around the four sides immediately recovered, there were two people on each of the four corners of the arrow towers, and they had all been solved, and there were also 2 people on the other arrow tower at the front door, which had also been solved, and the reply on the arrow tower at the back door was that there was no one there for them.

Char turned back to Bell and nodded, Bell turned to Justin and said, "Go on!"

"There are still 18 people alive in the camp tonight, I don't know why, Jiang Chong has asked us to add double posts these days, and there will be no accidents...... "Justin couldn't say anything after saying halfway, this is still called no accident!

When Bell heard that the bandit camps had been double-guarded in the past few days, he immediately asked, "What day did it start?"

"The day before yesterday. ”

"Very well, is there no one else in this camp?" Bell nodded, the news seemed to have something to do with the commander's move on the garrison.

"No, ah, no, there are more than twenty girls in the camp, and some kind of magician from Romania. Justin said.

"Huh, magician?"

"Yes, a magician from Romania consulted with our boss for a whole afternoon, and the next day he went to the town to play, but he was burned all black, so when our team left, this magician stayed here to recuperate. Justin saw that Bell was interested in the magician, and hurriedly put it together.

Bell nodded, he had heard Yu Wuming talk about what happened on the first day of going down the mountain, it seemed that this magician should be the guy who was looking for trouble with Yu Wuming.

He went on to ask Justin, "What's your name?"

If Bell's old subordinates were here, he must have known that Bell said this, which means that this Justin doesn't have to die nine times out of ten.

Now it is Char who is following Bell, so he doesn't know Bell's plans, so the crossbow in his hand is still pointed at Justin, which puts a lot of pressure on Justin.

He glanced at Char, and then said: "The little one's name is Justin, I have only been in the gang for less than eight months, I turned out to be a civilian in Bavaria, I heard that the monsters here can be sold in Berlin, and they can be sold at a good price, I just came here, but I didn't expect the monsters to be caught, but I was caught by the bandits, and I was forced to join the gang." ”

Bell said coldly: "Okay, don't talk about your history, I just want to know where the other people in this village are, and where is the magician?"

"The bandits were in the middle of the stockade, and the magician was in the separate courtyard near the back door. Justin stood up under Char's guard and told Bell everything about the layout of the stockade, Bell remembered them one by one, and then he and Char escorted Justin down the arrow tower.

Bell stood on the wall and said to Char, "Tell the men where the animals are, give them half an hour, and when they are done, bring me the magician, and I will sleep here for a while." ”

The first half of Char's sentence was fine, but the last sentence startled Char, and he asked, "Head, don't you need to command?"

"My old guys are fine, Team 14 has Reinhardt over there, no problem, besides, isn't there still yours here, the remaining dozen or so miscellaneous fish, you can deal with it." Bell waved his hand, found a leeward place to sit down, pulled his helmet down, and ignored Char.

Char was helpless, stood on the edge of the wall, and sent light signals to several walls, informing the other groups of the situation in each house, and at the same time conveying Bell's order.

Suddenly, the walls of the wall seemed to be alive, and ten black shadows disappeared into the middle of the house, and the ten people first wandered between the houses, marking the rooms where there were bandits, and then two by two, quickly killing each room, and half a minute later, the two people had already touched the next room.

There were a few dull half-screams, but before they could be heard out of the room, the night was still silent, and no one thought it was a night of killing.

Arthur is a bandit in his early forties, he has been in the Black Wind Village for twenty-five years, from an ignorant teenager, to a bandit with blood on his hands, to a chef with a dazzling eye, if it weren't for these killers, maybe he would have spent the rest of his life so easily.

But now...... Tonight he was the last bandit to sleep, because he was the cook, he needed to deal with the mess after the carnival, a few years ago, when he was the backbone of this group of bandits, he also had the power to carnival, now he is just a blind one-eyed cook, no one remembers his contribution to this bandit den, this is the reality.

After disposing of all the leftovers, he held the daughter of the earl who had been stepped on by more than N people, and after half an hour of laborious indulgence, the woman glanced at him in disgust and rolled over and fell asleep, only then did he realize that he was really old, and his time had passed.

As soon as he fell asleep, two dark shadows touched in, and the two of them stood beside Arthur's bed, watching with great interest the sleeping position of the two, this was their last room, and the other rooms had been cleaned.

Both of them were splashed with a lot of blood, so their bodies exuded a strong bloody gas, Arthur in his sleep unconsciously sniffled, out of the influence of more than twenty years of bandit career, he woke up immediately, but it was useless, his mouth was tightly pressed, he could only stare at this strange person with a strange helmet and colorful clothes.

The reason why he was frightened was not because this strange man was holding a dagger and gesturing at his neck, but because he found that his limbs did not obey him at all, and his brain had given his limbs N instructions to move N times, but the limbs were still limp and motionless.

Desperate, frightened, and unwilling to let the man with the dagger in his hand be very useful, he deliberately cut Arthur's neck slowly and meticulously from left to right.

Arthur didn't feel pain, but he clearly felt the dagger cut through his skin, the edge of the dagger was cold, and it was so comfortable on this hot summer night that the muscles around the breach were trembling.

The sound of blood gushing out was pleasant, like the sound of the wind, and it was only at this time that Arthur's limbs received instructions from his brain, and they tried in vain to cover the breach in their neck, but unfortunately they were only halfway up, and then put it down again in vain.

Arthur was sober, never so sober, the hand that was pressing on his mouth had been removed, he wanted to scream, but unfortunately, all he heard was the slightest sound, he wanted to inhale, but his nose didn't get a trace of air, but the break in his neck helped him solve the problem, if it weren't for the blood gushing out of him.

So, all he had into his lungs was a pile of blood, and he wanted to cough, and he wanted to cough it out, but as a result, more blood rushed in, and he glanced at the strange man, and then he turned his head again with great difficulty to look at the woman named Elizabeth, who had her mouth open and stared at frightened eyes, as if to scream, and then plunged a dagger into her throat.

Arthur knew that he could destroy his vocal cords directly, but he still wanted to hear a terrible scream, but he didn't hear anything, his eyes were blood-red, and then, there was no more.

The fourth child pulled out the dagger stuck in the woman's throat and said: "It's all quiet, you still call, you must be honest with Lao Tzu to insert you!"