On the second floor of the small building, in the bright corridor, a black guard stood in front of a wooden door, staring motionlessly ahead. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Maybe it was because of overwork, or maybe it was because he was extremely bored, the guard who had been staring at the wall in front of him didn't notice the movement of the wooden door behind him.

The door was pushed open by a crack, then slammed open, and two large hands grabbed the guard by the neck and covered his mouth before he could react, and then dragged it towards the room behind the door. A slight sound of falling to the ground and the sound of dragging came out in turn, and a moment later, the figure belonging to Duan Qing appeared in that place, he confirmed the situation in the corridor again, and after making sure that no one had found it, he walked out of it with a cat's waist, and at the same time quietly closed the door.

Turning a corner and quietly observing the patrol of the guard in front of him, Duan Qing glanced at the two half-open doors on the opposite side, and counted them silently in his heart.

"Three, two, one...... Walk! ”

Leaning forward, his feet straining hard, he lunged forward, then picked up a tumbling that landed and slipped through the gap between the two half-open doors. The silent movements and precise angle selection made the patrolling guard not far away unaware, because when Duan Qing chose to roll, it was when he happened to turn around and walk to the other side.

However, this is not a reason for Duan Qing to relax.

The large room he had just infiltrated seemed to be a living room for receptionists, and all kinds of gold and silver utensils that still showed the noble status of the master were placed in an orderly manner around this living room, and the walls painted in gold were also covered with all kinds of oil paintings and statues. The large, narrow dining table is neatly arranged with delicate cutlery, but judging by the use of some of the tableware and the remaining food scraps, it is believed that some people have been entertained here before.

"Tsk, no map is trouble." Duan Qing said to himself, then quickly got up and stuck to the side of the table: "If they just finished eating......

Click――

Things developed as Duan Qing expected, the door on the other side of the living room was pushed open, and a guy dressed as a servant walked in from outside the door with a small cart. The jingling sound then came into Duan Qing's ears, and it seemed that the servant was cleaning up the place.

"If you're not a guard, don't do it......"

Muttering casually, Duan Qing slowly rotated around the long table with the sound of the dining cart and cleaning up, and at some point raised his hand to touch something from the table.

Slipping out of another door, Duan Qing walked forward with the momentum, keeping an eye on his surroundings. Finally, as we passed through the third small door, there was the sound of neat footsteps ahead.

"Huh?"

When the guards who came over looked at this side suspiciously, the situation in front of them seemed to be no different from the scene in their impressions, except for a glimmer of light leaking from the crack in the door that was about to be closed - Duan Qing, who was hiding in it, listened carefully for a while, and only after making sure that no one was following before he began to carefully inspect the small room.

It seems to be a storage room, but even if it is, the items stored in it are extremely luxurious and orderly. However, the discarded gold and silver jewelry, as well as the weapons that seemed to be still usable, did not attract Duan Qing's attention, and he searched this place for a while, and found what he was looking for - it was a pile of discarded scrolls.

"Okay, let me take a look at ......" Checking the contents of those scrolls, Duan Qing read in a low voice: "An Jie's fairy tale...... Something that little children look at. Shopping in Carbinbbo? Cornelius counts you awesome...... Loris' kiss, my god...... There is still a receipt from the Geira's clubhouse, what is it for, the red light district? ”

After rummaging through the messy books for a while, but didn't find anything useful, Duan Qing sighed helplessly, and then got up from the ground. But just as he was about to take two things that he could use and leave, the sound of a conversation came faintly from the partition wall of this room.

"Huh?"

Duan Qing, who hadn't noticed it before, hurriedly held his breath, and then leaned against the side of the wall.

"Before...... How's it going? ”

He still wouldn't ...... Should we ......?"

"No way, we've come to ...... You go and tell him that this is the last ......"

"This, isn't that ......?"

"It's all about ...... For this, the necessary sacrifice is ......"

The intermittent content had already made Duan Qing's brows furrow slightly, but just as he was looking for a better position to find out the information about the conversation between the two in the next room, a piercing alarm suddenly appeared in the air inside and outside the small building, completely breaking the originally quiet atmosphere.

"Is it ......!"

A bad premonition flashed in his heart, Duan Qing looked around the storage room, and then hurriedly rushed to the side of the door. The next moment, there was a voice from the door that he wanted to hear.

"What happened?"

"Someone has invaded your mansion, Lord Tasker. Master Cohen has ......"

"Then why are you still stunned? Go catch the intruders! Don't let them run away! ”

"Yes!"

The sound of chaotic footsteps passed in front of him, and when the sound of the door closing came again, Duan Qing put away the short sword in his hand and opened the door in front of him. He made a moment, then ran to the side of the corridor.

Stopping, rolling, ramming—embarrassingly avoiding the sight of the guards who were running frequently, Duan Qing found the direction he had come from, randomly chose a room, and then broke in. Luckily, the room, which was apparently a woman's own, was not occupied at this time.

Rushing to the window, he pulled open the purple curtain that covered the window, and then squinted his eyes out—a black and red figure rushed through the green lawn at great speed, but the black-clad guards behind him could almost be described as a train.

"Damn, do you use it to pull out such a big battle?"

Complaining about these words, Duan Qing still honestly ripped off part of the curtain, and then wrapped it casually, covering his face.

"It's a soup today...... Let's go first. ”

The sound of breaking air came from the air—a man in a purple mask broke out of the window on the second floor, then jumped down, and ran in the same direction with the sound of the wind amid the exclamations of the guards around him.

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"Whew...... Call...... Ouch! ”

Stumbling under his feet, Mengzhu did not fall to the ground like the previous similar picture, but rolled skillfully on the spot, and then supported the ground with one hand, and continued to run with a short body. Behind her came the same shouts as the guards chasing her, but the shouts were much more panicked, and not in this direction.

She looked back and unexpectedly saw the figure of the masked Duan Qing.

"Split up!"

A low roar came from under the purple veil, and the masked man leaped up, climbed over the fence, and ran in the opposite direction to the main entrance. As if a knee-jerk reaction, she climbed over the fence with her hands and feet, and ran south, the direction they had come from.

"Abominable ......"

The rushing guards only hesitated slightly, and then decisively split into two paths, most of them chasing after the alley where the man was running, and only a small number of them lunged towards her. Glancing hurriedly at the meeting place they had agreed upon, she turned around and ran around the corner where they had observed, only to be empty now, except for a few untruthful passers-by and the cloaked bard who was standing where he was, still arguing with the guards.

A hot breath suddenly appeared behind her—a huge fireball falling at great speed in front of her running. The air was filled with the smell of roasting, and the black smoke from the fireball dragged its long tail behind the trajectory of the flight.

The next moment, Mengzhu, who couldn't dodge, pounced forward, and then got up and hugged his head-

Boom!

The imaginary explosion and the blazing aura did not befall her as she had imagined - a barrier suddenly appeared beside her, blocking the fireball.

The thought in her mind paused for a moment, and she let go of her arm and looked up at the top of her head, only to see that the barrier in front of her was not a powerful spell wall or shield or something, but a real figure.

"Why are you pushing me!"

"You ......"

It wasn't the girl who fell to the ground behind her, but a figure that gradually appeared among the guards—a player named Dust and Rain Remnant shook his arm and slowly walked in front of the stopped pursuers: "Are you...... Who is it? ”

"Why are you pushing me!"

The tattered mantle and disheveled hair ignored his question, and continued to shout in the direction he had been: "Are you going to be unreasonable? ”

In that direction, the guard who had been tugging with him before looked at everyone here with a confused expression, as if the string of things that happened in the previous moment did not appear in his proper logic.

"You, you!" The bard tore at the hair covering his face, pointed at everyone in front of him, and shouted, "How dare you bully too much! Be careful...... Beware of my revenge on you! ”

Several guards hesitated to look at each other, and the dusty and waning moon, who also looked helpless, cleared his throat, and then stretched out his hand to explain: "We are chasing an escaped intruder, and we didn't mean to offend you, so ......"

"What are you chasing? Who ran away? Who's going to run? ”

"Huh? Not about you, but the ...... behind you"

Following the fingers of the dust and the waning moon, everyone looked behind the crazy man—it was clean, and there was no one.

“…… Girl...... it? ”

Dusty Rain and Wanyue shouted: "What about her? Where did you go? ”

The commotion slowly sounded from among the guards, and the dust and rain waning moon looked at the empty front, as well as the back alley where there was no one behind, and an unbelievable light rose in his eyes: "It's just gone?" Could she still be able to teleport? ”

"You ......"

As if confirming that something had happened, the bard took a deep breath and cried out, "Are you fooling me?" ”

"Huh? No, it's not ......"

"Less nonsense! If I don't finish this account with you today, I'm not done with you! ”

He grabbed the tattered cuffs on his hands, and then rushed towards the face of the dust and rain with his teeth and claws. And looking at the bard's crazy appearance, the dust and rain waning moon, who had always been casual and indifferent, also covered his head in panic and shouted: "Brother Chestnut-"

The chestnut brother in his mouth no longer had time to care about the situation here, because he had already followed the pace of most of the guards and chased him to the other direction of the road. In that direction, however, he encountered a different problem—a moment earlier, the pursuers had passed by a house under construction, and then at the next corner, the chestnut that was running in the front was attacked by a sudden flying brick.

"Hey, that's all it ...... do"

He tilted his head and simply let go of the black shadow the size of a brick, but the screams that followed shook his heart - one of the guards running behind him couldn't dodge and was smashed in the face by the piece that turned his head.

No, it should be a coincidence...... Chestnut thought in the bottom of my heart.

The sound of the wind came from in front of him again, and the chestnut who had come back to his senses flashed subconsciously, and then looked behind him - a guard who was following behind was unexpectedly hit in the forehead by the brick, and suffered the same fate as the guard before.

"What?"

Looking at the guards who were hesitant, Chestnut hurriedly shouted: "That thief's luck can't be so good, so many of us ......"

The piercing sound of breaking the air came from in front of him again. The rich combat experience reminded Chestnut's heart for the first time: this attack seems to be different from the previous one. He hurriedly turned his head away, twisted his waist sideways at the moment when the golden light was about to approach, and at the same time pushed the stone wall beside him with both hands, and avoided it with his strength.

"Ahh

The screams rang out from behind Chestnut, who had fallen to the ground, and when he looked back, the golden light shot straight past him and stuck into the thigh of one of the guards. Blood splattered from that place, and the farthest blood even splashed on the wall on the other side of the alleyway, making every witness feel extremely miserable.

It was only then that everyone, including Chestnut, saw that the knife stuck in the thigh of the hapless guard appeared to be a knife for dining.

"It's a bit of a prick......"

Muttering a few words out of his mouth, Chestnut looked up at the figure who disappeared around the corner of the alley and shouted loudly: "Don't run!" ”

"Everyone, chase after you!"

No one responded.

"......Shh

Secretly spitting, Chestnut gritted his teeth, then rushed forward, chasing in the direction the figure had fled.