"Childe, all the thieves have been killed." Yan Liang stepped on the blood, came to the front of the carriage, and said loudly.

The long sword in his hand had been cut out by him with a small gap, and blood was constantly dripping from the tip of the sword. In the slashing again and again, Rao is sword is a good sword that has been refined, and it can't withstand Yan Liang's rude use at all.

"It's over?" Yuan Shao put down the shield in his hand, stretched out one hand, and opened the curtain of the car door to one side.

What caught his eye was Yan Liang, who was covered in blood, but Yuan Shao just glanced at it, and then crossed Yan Liang to see the dead body behind him. For Yan Liang's martial arts, Yuan Shao is full of confidence, and he will just bring Yan Liang alone to protect him.

However, for the sake of his own safety, he did not completely rely on Yan Liang, but deployed an elite soldier, led by Wen Chou, to protect and follow him in the shadows. Yan Liang and Wen Chou, these are the two tiger generals he recruited from Jizhou, with these two people, they are safe and worry-free.

If a gentleman doesn't stand under the wall, the son of a daughter can't sit down, otherwise how could he be so calm and indifferent? Not only did he know that it was impossible for the Ten Standing Servants to be so frustrated, and it was impossible for Jian Shuo to mobilize the Xiyuan Army to attack and kill him, but more importantly, it was Yan Liang and Wen Chou.

Dead corpses everywhere, blood everywhere, this is the scene that appeared in Yuan Shao's eyes. Nodding slightly, this scene did not bring any disdain to Yuan Shao. He also fought when he exterminated the Yellow Turban, and at that time he had seen much more blood and corpses than this.

Wen Chou was still leading the soldiers, inspecting the "corpses" one by one, and if he saw those who were injured but not dead, he directly made up for it and killed them. At this scene, the civilians and players who were hiding far away were stunned, and no one dared to take a step closer, for fear of being targeted by these wolf-like soldiers. Because when searching for the living assassins, these soldiers still did not let their guard down, and from time to time they threw a glance around, and their sharp eyes made people feel cold.

An Assassin with a wound in the thigh and a cut in the right arm collapsed in a pool of blood. It turned out that he was disguised as a dead corpse, hoping to escape with his life, but when he heard the short, high-pitched and mournful screams around him, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he felt great fear. Moreover, the screams came and went, and when he thought it was gone, it suddenly sounded again, startling him, and his heart was not at peace for a moment. What's more, those screams, from far and near, were slowly approaching him.

It turned out that when he saw the real money, he was extremely excited, and he was a ranger who licked blood on the rivers and lakes, and what he was afraid of was not death, but that death could not be exchanged for the corresponding value. When he saw the deposit and the bounty after the successful assassination of the target, he went crazy and had no worries. Next to him, most of the people who lay next to him were also rangers like him.

After realizing that he couldn't fight, and at the same time couldn't run away, and he was injured, he directly pretended to be dead. At the moment of his fall, he also sees several rangers who are familiar with him make the same choice, teaching luck the last chance to luck, however, luck doesn't seem to favor them.

It's not that it really didn't come to care for them. The heart gradually sank, especially when he heard the footsteps that gradually approached him, becoming clearer and clearer, he thought he was not afraid of death, the whole person trembled, unconsciously, urine gushed out, soaking his pants.

Wen Chou stopped and stood in front of the dead body, looking at the water stain in the middle of his pants, he frowned.

"Rao, spare me..."The ranger disguised as a dead corpse knew that he couldn't escape, so he opened his eyes, begged for mercy, and stretched out his left hand to grab Wen Chou's foot.

"Ahh He let out a cry of pain, his features contorted with pain.

Wen Chou's foot stepped on his palm and stepped on it firmly. It was crushed again, and every friction of the military boots carried the sound of tearing the flesh and skin, and the finger bones also made an overwhelming sound, in fact, the heavy trampling just now had already trampled the ranger's metacarpal bones, and now it only made him more broken.

"Please... Beg... Please..."The ranger's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and sweat was constantly dripping down, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

The pain, the incomparably painful, the pain was unbearable. The pain is dozens of times more than the pain of being cut in the thigh and the arm injury, not to mention the five fingers connected to the heart.

This scene made the players in the distance a little unbearable, killing, the pain at the moment of death, is only for a moment. But in this case, the behavior of torturing again and again, they can't see it, and what their players are most afraid of is this kind of ruthless character!

They are not afraid of death, but what they are afraid of is that they will have to go through such torture before they die.

"Trigger Mission: Rescue the wounded but not dead Ranger Anonymous. Difficulty: Unknown, unlimited increase depending on the situation. task rewards; There are a few Anonymous favorites, and other rewards appear and increase depending on the time of task completion, the degree of completion, and the subsequent difficulty! ”

"Damn, mission!" One of the players exclaimed, holding a long knife in his hand, and was about to rush out. He had just taken a step when he felt that something was extremely wrong, and he quickly stood up and looked left and right.

The other players didn't move, and the other players like him took a step or took a few steps, and the farthest one rushed out a few meters, and after seeing those players who didn't move, he felt that something was wrong and hurriedly ran back. Something is wrong, very wrong, at least for the mission, the players have always been the ones who come and go, and it is impossible to be so indifferent.

Someone else didn't get the assignment? No, as long as players with a little bit of common sense know that as long as the player who triggers the mission sees the event happen, all the players will be able to receive the mission. There are no hard requirements for this kind of task, and there is no loss if you don't do it, and the punishment for failure is mostly death in the process of completion.

"That's right!" He suddenly struck a spirit, glad that he hadn't been carried away by the appearance of the mission.

He looked at the soldiers, then at the two unknown generals, and at the mysterious master in the carriage. He opened the mission panel again, staring at the Ranger Anonymous inside for a long time, until, with a "puff", he spat on the ground.

This kind of task, to complete the fool is a fool! Ranger Anonymous, the reason why he is Anonymous is because his name is not known. However, were there any famous rangers in this period? How could those famous, powerful rangers lie on the ground like a dead dog?

You don't need to think about these questions, you don't need to answer them. Only one is needed, one is enough, and if a player makes a move, then it is the government that will be fought against the government, the real army!

Look at the soldiers who just fought! Let's take a look at their neat and chilling mending knives at this time! And the corpses that were thrown from the roofs of private houses! Sell? Before he could get closer, it turned into a hornet's nest and exploded on the spot!

What can you do with this kind of task? With a deep sense of happiness and a complaint about the system, the player chose to continue to wait and see.

Players are not stupid, profit-driven, and while profit-driven, they still have basic discernment skills. If one day the system puts the emperor in front of them and gives them a task to complete, and the task reward is to become the emperor, no matter who chooses to do it, there will be those who don't do it, and choose to kill the player who does it after the other players do it.

"Clever." Wen Chou glanced around, and saw that the strangers who were about to move shrank back one after another. Regret muttered to himself.

Inhumans are so easy to distinguish between them, and when this kind of thing happens, ordinary people will hide far away and watch from a distance. But the Inhumans are completely different, they are usually in front, and they don't know what exactly is waiting for.

Just now, Wen Chou suddenly discovered their abnormal movements, and he only needed to go a little further, and he would directly order his soldiers to kill people. However, the sudden movement calmed down very suddenly, and the Inhumans did not move anymore but retreated a little.

Inexplicable, Wen Chou felt inexplicable, and took it for granted. Inhuman is inexplicable, but it's a pity that his hand is still itching and hasn't been completely released.

It's not easy to kill people in Luoyang City, especially killing a lot of people, which really makes Wen Chou feel a little disappointed.

But... At least the fun of the ugly hasn't gone away.

He turned his attention back to the Ranger in front of him, as if he had just spotted the Ranger, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Ah, what's wrong with you?" Does it hurt too much? Am I hurting you? ”

"Yes..."The ranger finally held back a word, and looked at Wen Chou with hope.

"That's right." Touching his chin, Wen Chou removed the foot that was stepping on the Ranger's palm, revealing the palm with blurred flesh and blood that could not be seen at all.

"It's pathetic." Shaking his head, Wen Chou's face was embarrassed, as if it was not him who stepped on the Ranger's palm like this.

"Ziyue, ask Uncle Evil, see if there is any living person, bring him over, I want to ask." Yuan Shao said.

"Yes." Yan Liang clenched his fists, then turned around and shouted, "Big brother, stop playing, bring that person over." ”

"Okay." Shrugging his shoulders, Wen Chou walked towards the ranger, grabbed the latter's collar with a look of disgust, carried him, and walked towards the carriage.

The disgust appeared on his face without concealment, and the smell of urine wrapped around the tip of his nose really made Wen Chou feel extremely uncomfortable. Smelling the smell of blood, he won't feel anything at all, but there will be a slight excitement in his heart, but the smell of urine, this smell, then forget it. If it weren't for Childe's order, he would have been going to kill this guy, and now he would have to let him live a little longer.

Wen Chou carried the ranger, the ranger who was more than seven meters tall, like a little chicken in his hands, was easily lifted by him.

As soon as his hand was released, the ranger fell heavily to the ground, and came into close contact with the cold slate. After being thrown like this, the ranger was a little dazed, and at the same time, he still had the pain caused by the collision with the ground. He raised his head with difficulty, and looked hopefully at Yuan Shao, who was standing in front of the carriage, and was also the target of his original assassination.

"Childe." Wen Chou clenched his fists.

"Uncle evil, you're welcome." Yuan Shao waved his hand, took a few steps forward, stood in front of the ranger, and looked at him condescendingly.

"You don't have to look at me like that, it's actually very simple to survive, you just need to tell who ordered you, then you can survive." Yuan Shaodao.

He waited quietly, watching the assassin's face change, without much expectation or loss in his heart. This calm, probably the same as when he had just been assassinated, had been expected by him.

"Really? You don't know anything? Without waiting for the ranger to answer, Yuan Shao smiled gently.

"No... I know, I know, but I'm thinking! The ranger's face was anxious, trying to remember, looking for the original figure, that face from that memory.

Afraid of being killed, he shouted excitedly, "I know, I know, yes, yes!" ”

"Kill it." Yuan Shao waved his hand and took two steps back, not wanting to listen to the assassin anymore.

If the Ten Standing Servants dare to start, then they will not leave any head and tail, otherwise they will only be able to defeat themselves if they do not succeed. Although he doesn't take the Ten Standing Servants in his eyes, Yuan Shao still doesn't mind thinking about them deeply for the time that the Ten Standing Servants have been able to run rampant for decades.

"Yes." Wen Chou laughed, and with a wave of the knife in his hand, it slashed past the ranger's neck.

The head of the ranger, who was still begging for mercy loudly and wanted to climb to Yuan Shao's feet, immediately fell, and blood gushed upwards. His head, when he was about to hit the ground, was kicked by Wen Chou's foot again, flew into the distance, and landed on the ground and rolled forward quickly.

"Clean up, Yan Liang, you stay, the people from the Luoyang Command Office should be here soon. You explain to them, and if there is a problem, let them come to me. Yuan Shao walked towards the carriage, and when he was about to get on the carriage, thinking of Yan Liang's character, he turned around and instructed uneasily, "Luoyang Ling has been very busy recently, it should come slowly, you just wait a while, don't worry." ”

"Yes!" Yan Liang replied solemnly.

"Huh?" When Yuan Shao turned around, his eyes inadvertently swept over the window of a restaurant on the street, and he stopped for a moment.

There, Jian Shuo was also watching Yuan Shao.

The eyes of the two people collided together in an instant, and the image of another person looking at each other's eyes appeared.

"Bang." The window of the restaurant was slammed shut, so far away, Yuan Shao could feel the rush and panic of Jian Shuo.

He sneered, stepped into the carriage, and sat back in the carriage. For him, for Jian Shuo, this confrontation is just the beginning.

However, what Yuan Shao wanted had already been obtained.

(End of chapter)