If Murong Tao had been in the past, he would never have been shaken by these poor little cubs, but since he had reached an agreement with those guys in the treehouse tavern, he came out not only to kill, but also to rescue these children who had been taken captive as slaves, Murong Tao pointed to the hut on the side, "I still have something to do, if you don't want to die, just hide in this hut, remember, don't make a sound, there is still one of my companions inside." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I'll be back soon! ”

Not long after the boy protected his sister and hid in the hut, Murong Tao had already disappeared at the end of the alley, and if it weren't for the corpses lying on the ground that foreshadowed the battle that had just taken place, it would have been like an illusory dream.

"At 10 o'clock, the enemy is approaching!" An electronic synthesized sound rings out of the eardrum.

"There's a big crowd at 2 o'clock!" The synthesized sirens sounded again.

"There's a fork in the road again!" Murong Tao looked at the fork in front of him, "Since there are enemies on both sides, why don't you go to the left side first?" ”

After a few climbs up the building in the middle, he carefully bent down along the roof and moved to the left, and saw a team of mercenaries of more than a dozen people walking towards this side, this team of people was obviously much more cautious than the previous encounter, from time to time someone looked around the buildings on both sides, holding a small crossbow in his hand, showing a very experienced.

In the center of the procession was a wooden cage with a horse drawn in front of it, and a certain number of women and children could be vaguely seen holding it inside.

A shirtless muscular man, constantly waving a leather whip in his hand, roared at the women and children in the cage, and his face was full of lewd smiles.

This guy alone is a lot stronger than the rabble he just met, but it's still not enough to see.

It's just that those crossbowmen are a little tricky, Murong Tao has the confidence to kill a few when the other party is careless, but he can't stand the large number of those crossbowmen, this team of mercenaries seems to be except for the muscular man who drove the carriage, the rest are crossbowmen, as if they are hedgehogs, moving slowly in the direction they came over just now.

"Who?!" Suddenly, a crossbowman shouted in one direction, and the crossbow in his hand was also aimed at one place, and the rest of the crossbowmen turned to that place one after another, and it was a crossbow arrow to greet him, Murong Tao originally thought that he had been discovered, but if he looked closely, those crossbowmen just shot crossbow arrows at the opposite roof.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Murong Tao took out a few pieces of gravel suitable for throwing collected along the way from a cloth bag, which served as a hidden weapon for the time being, but if there is a chance in the future, he must find a blacksmith shop to customize a batch of flying knives.

"Chirp" "Chirp" "Chirp", quickly threw out five broken stone chips, taking advantage of the opportunity that the attention of those crossbowmen was still on the opposite roof, Murong Tao turned over and jumped down from the roof here, the scimitar kept slashing in his hand, the knife was deadly, for these weak crossbowmen, it was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep.

The crossbowmen who had been shattered by the broken stone chips on the back of the neck fell to the ground one after another, and the remaining crossbowmen realized that something was wrong, and when they turned around to fight back against the attack from behind, it was already too late, except for some crossbowmen hiding on the other side of the cage, they had all become the souls of Murong Tao's knives.

"You... What a bold man, he dares to meddle with the affairs of our wolf mercenary group! The shirtless muscular man, constantly pulling the leather whip with both hands, walked straight towards Murong Tao, "The guy who hides his head and tail, has the ability to report your name!" ”

"Neurotic, have you watched too many TV series?" Murong Tao couldn't help but complain, his hands didn't stop, his hands were falling with gravel, and the two crossbowmen who were about to sneak attack were killed, and the hideous wound at the center of his eyebrows was shocking, so that the rest of the mercenary group was not a fluke, if it weren't for the muscular man, I am afraid that he would have been scattered.

"TV series?" The muscular man probably heard this new word for the first time, and he couldn't turn a corner, seeing that the other party killed two of his subordinates in front of him, the muscular man roared angrily, brandished a leather whip and whipped at Murong Tao, if he was drawn head-on, he would be crippled even if he didn't die, but who was Murong Tao? Trained as a killer since childhood, the top killer who has already experienced the test of life and death, for this straightforward killing move, he has already practiced a unique method of resolution, but relying on special footwork under his feet, he can dodge the killer blow of the muscular man, and he turned around and slashed at the muscular man's bare back.

The muscular man let out a wail, turned around angrily, and looked at this guy who dared to provoke him with his eyes spitting fire, the pain in his back made his whole senses change, and he obviously felt that there was a large amount of liquid gushing out from the wound on his back, and his belt was already stained red with his own blood.

In fact, Murong Tao even had dozens of ways to kill him with a single blow just now, but he still changed his mind in the end. Treating this kind of guy, the result of a knife is obviously too cheap, looking at the numb eyes of the women in the wooden cage and the godless eyes of the children, Murong Tao has a wave of anger constantly rushing out.

Even as a cold-blooded killer, there is still a trace of pity when facing defenseless women and children, although the master and his old man have scolded him countless times on this issue, but this instinctive feeling always affects his prediction.

"You... Damn it! The muscular man brandished his leather whip again and rushed towards Murong Tao, and those surviving crossbowmen also took the opportunity to aim at Murong Tao, who was facing away from them, but just when they were about to press the trigger, they only felt that it was black in front of them, and then the whole world turned gray and white, and a crossbow arrow that flew from nowhere pierced through the back of their necks, this was really a praying mantis catching cicada and yellow finch behind.

"How long are you going to play?" Angelina's cold voice came from the opposite roof before, and several people belonging to the treehouse tavern appeared at the same time, they were all surprised by Murong Tao's destructive power, just now one of them was accidentally discovered by the other party's crossbowman, and was almost shot into a hedgehog, fortunately, Murong Tao made a decisive move, otherwise he would not dare to say that he would retreat, at least more than half of them would have been killed or injured.

"Dear lady, you are in a hurry!" Murong Tao joked, "I'm in a hurry to even grab my prey, isn't it kind?" ”

Angelina wanted to refute, she was obviously helping the other party, but the other party's words were obviously unappreciative, but Angelina, who was very observant, still found a clue, those crossbowmen who were killed by their own sneak attack had half a piece of broken stone in their Adam's apple, and it seemed that the other party had responded early.

"You slum wretchants, don't you dare to confront our wolf mercenary group head-on, aren't you afraid of retribution?" The muscular man obviously knew Angelina and the people behind him, although he didn't know Murong Tao's identity, but with his understanding of these people who belonged to the Treehouse Tavern, a few threats would definitely make the other party back down, in this kind of situation, as long as the people from the Treehouse Tavern left, he was at least fifty percent sure that he would kill this guy who was in the way.

"Chirp" replied to the muscular man with several crossbow arrows, but unfortunately, none of them hit the muscular man, and was cleverly blocked by the other party with the leather whip in his hand.

"Uh... Uh, how is that possible? When the muscular man was about to sneer Angelina, there was a stabbing pain in his neck, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the gap, and finally he could only make a "cooing" sound and fell down with unwillingness.

"Crossbow arrows, that's not how they are used, your attacks are too weak." Murong Tao threw away the bloodstained crossbow arrow in his hand, grabbed a handful of sand on the ground, wiped it a few times, picked up the scimitar, and swung it at the cage violently, the thick chain broke in response, and the scimitar in his hand also cut out the curly blade, looked at the crude scimitar in his hand with a wry smile, and threw it aside.

"Our agreement is still valid, don't forget!" After speaking, Murong Tao turned around and went to the room and ran to the other side.

Angelina looked at Murong Tao's back, her heart was mixed, she sighed, and commanded the people in the Treehouse Tavern to take the captured women and children to a safe area, while she chased in the direction where Murong Tao left.

"Angle, where are you going?" The young man who had been pestering Angelina shouted a few times to Angelina who was far away, and when he saw that the other party had made up his mind, he clenched his fists and followed, accompanied by the rest of the team members.

Just when Murong Tao was lying on his side, ready to observe the two gangs of people fighting below, a delicate figure was lying on his side, who was Angelina who was not a cold fan?

"Those people don't seem to be yours, do they?" Murong Tao asked in a low voice.

"It's the Buckley Slaves! Aren't they allies with the Wolf Mercenary Regiment? How so? Angelina muttered to herself.

"Hmph, allies, there are no eternal enemies and no eternal friends in this world, only eternal interests!" Murong Tao remembered a famous quote by Benjamin Disraeli, the leader of the British Conservative Party, and muttered.

Just like the leader of the organization who gave him a killing order in the first place, didn't he hesitate to kill his former subordinates for the sake of the high reward offered by his employer?

Women don't care about decency, decency is because they are not seduced enough; Men don't care about loyalty, loyal ministers because the stakes for betrayal are too low. Moral power is, after all, limited. If you want to rely on a contract to influence others, it's a fool's dream! Profit is always a yardstick against which to measure a decent woman and a loyal man.

Angelina has a new understanding of this man, and her words seem to be talking to herself, but in fact, they vividly explain the root cause of the two groups fighting each other.