He couldn't see the hostage on the side, but the three people in front did, and one of them was the same assassin who had infiltrated the beast cart and kidnapped him here, and he was a woman. There were two other people beside her who were dressed almost identically, also all over the body, dressed in black from head to toe, and they couldn't see their true faces, one was a tiger's back and a bear's waist, the other was just the opposite, thin and short, and the third was neither fat nor thin. Not tall or short. None of the three had female features in them, and they were supposed to be men.

Seeing that the situation was kidnapped, Delji felt a pang in his heart, and the other party didn't seem to plan to kill him. At least for the time being. He is worthy of being a courageous talent, and he is not alarmed when things change, but immediately analyzes the way to escape or ask for help.

However, before that, it is important to determine where you are, and as a city guard, Delji is naturally very familiar with the terrain of Ruther City, which is a favorable condition for escape.

The rumbling sound of water in his ears reminded Delji, and he immediately thought of the three waterfalls and three pools in the suburbs, and the poisonous dragon pond in the west of the city. The wounded waterfall in the east of the city is in the night weeping pool, and the giant waterfall in the north is the big column pond. Among them, the giant waterfall has been short of water for many days, and some time ago Delji just went to the place to investigate. Now the sound of the water is quite loud, it can be seen that it is not near the pool, and the night crying pool under the waterfall of injury has a strange characteristic, every night, it will emit a faint sorrow like a lovelorn girl. Hence the name of the pond. Delji listened carefully, but he didn't hear any crying except for the loud noise, which could also be ruled out. Then the rest should be Poison Dragon Pond. The pool was well-watered, the waterfall was rushing down, and the sound of hitting the surface of the pool was so loud that it matched what he heard, and Delji strengthened his suspicions.

Nearly fifty miles from the center of Ruther, and the hillsides were difficult to walk through, and the Assassin had arrived with a man in a short half-kamikaze. The speed can be described as amazing, and he is worthy of being a strong person who knows how to "block space".

Although Delji's mind was spinning fast, he didn't have time to think about it.

The tallest and stout black-clothed man in front of him said loudly: "Dongzi, wake up?" His voice was hoarse in disproportion to his stature, apparently through a voice-changing prop or deliberate.

"What do you want to do?" Delji tried to keep himself calm, and although his words were clichéd, he certainly didn't expect the other party to tell the truth, but in doing so, he could consider who was in charge of the matter while he stalled. Delji knew that he had offended many people in the city, but he couldn't think of any of those people who could use the "space blockade" or the big man who could use such a powerful person.

The big man squatted down and slapped Delji twice on the face presumptuously: "What don't you want to do, I like it?" ”

Just for the boring reason of "liking", the noble magician was insulted by this, and Delji was young and promising, and he was a son, and he was in flames, staring at the big man.

"Damn, what do you see, aren't you convinced?" The big man was very upset, and after scolding vulgarly, he suddenly landed a heavy punch on Delji's abdomen.

Unlike other professions, pampered mages are extremely weak, and if they don't apply a magic shield, their own defense can be said to be pitiful. Although the big man didn't use his spiritual power, the bowl-sized fist had almost made Delji's bitter water spit out, but his head and neck didn't dare to twist at will.

"I think you must feel very wronged, right, well, I'll tell you, boy, you have the misfortune to provoke our leader, he doesn't like you, so he wants us to teach you a lesson!" Dahan is like a hooligan at the moment, and he is full of murder.

Although he wanted to be patient, not to provoke the other party, and then wait for an opportunity to escape, but Delji had never been so angry since he was a child, not to mention that now he was teaching him a vulgar muscle, this breath was really difficult to swallow, and his eyes widened with anger.

"Okay, I see if you're hard or my fists are hard!" After Dahan finished speaking, he landed another heavy punch on Delji. Different from Fang Cai's simple muscle strength, this time he used a skill called "Tearing Fist", although there was not much spiritual power added to it, so as not to kill or seriously injure people, but those spiritual powers pierced into the victim's nerve cells like thousands of thin needles, and the pain of the punch was as if it was torn, which could be called torture.

Delji couldn't help but moan, the big man hadn't let him go, his fists were falling like rain, his eyes were still full of excitement, and he looked like a sadist. The city guard, who is high and flying on weekdays, has become a pitiful worm at the moment. The assassin and the other two men in black looked at everything in front of them indifferently.

After dozens of punches, the big man stopped and laughed loudly: "Our Lord Delji, how does it feel?" ”

Delji's whole body was curled up like a shrimp in pain, but he was indeed a tough guy, and he endured the pain, his eyes flashed with resentment, and he yelled: "Kill me if you are brave enough, or I will pay it back a thousand times!" ”

"Okay, what a kind!" The big man gave a thumbs up. Then he drew a half-moon-shaped scimitar with serrated edges. With a flick of his hand, the scimitar spun wildly at high speed in his palm, and made a sharp sound of breaking through the air. It's like a little chainsaw. The big man plucked a grass stalk from the ground and lowered it from the top of the scimitar, and after a almost inaudible cutting sound, the grass that fell to the ground had become dozens of pieces, which showed the speed of the knife.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you! However, I heard that Delgi-sama has always been suave, so I want to know more about what would happen if the merry Delgi-sama could never be romantic again? Hehe......" The big man's hideous smile was faintly visible through the black scarf, and Delji felt a chill in his heart. Raise a bad premonition.

I had a hunch that I got the reality in the next moment, and I saw the scimitar in the big man's hand slowly stretching out towards Delji's crotch in a whistling sound.

"Lord Delgi. As soon as I think of the situation when you can only look at and not move when you face the harem of beautiful wives and concubines in the future, I think it is extraordinarily interesting, it is so interesting! Haha......"

These words just poked at Delji's sore spot, he is not afraid of death, but if he becomes an inhumane man. So pretentious, he is simply worse than death. The cold light of the scimitar ground reflected on his face, and Delji's face turned pale, and cold sweat rolled down.

"Whew!" Delji's lower body was cold. Approaching at a very high speed, the scimitar cut several cracks in his pants before he could reach the target.

"Stop, stop!" Delgi finally screamed in panic, almost pleading, a few seconds too late, his dick could be separated from his body at any moment, and it would be too late to cry. Although face is important, it is naturally far inferior to the root of life.

(End of chapter)