In an instant, the group of people took a few steps closer to the stinky beggar—

They faced this corner full of garbage and opened a fan-shaped encirclement, a total of more than twenty people, blocking this small alley that was not very wide, at this time there were two figures not far away were walking towards this end, and after seeing such a group of fierce thugs, they suddenly retracted timidly -

No one wants to get into trouble for no reason, not to mention that the flames in Ensada have burned the entire sky red, and the endless night has turned a bewitching pink, and the shocking white that used to be now does not seem to be a miracle at all, but a sign of calamity and catastrophe.

The thugs stared at the beggar in the corner -

Someone snorted coldly and pulled out a weapon from his waist. It was a very ordinary standard sword, but because of the blood stains, it looked very terrifying, and the thugs assumed their most vicious posture, and their steps drew closer and closer, until one figure after another covered the slumped beggar sitting in the corner.

Because of the unexpected incident of the regiment commander being injured, they were already in a very bad mood, and the glance of the other party just now made their mood even worse, and all these thugs needed at this time was to vent-

Killing a dying beggar is not an honorable act to boast about, but at least it can make them feel a little pleasure of wanton indulgence.

The blade of the sword reflected the beggar's face.

The beggar looked up from the dim shadows, and he seemed to realize the bad situation before him, and struggled to get to his feet—but his body trembled incessantly.

The nerves clearly conveyed to the brain the sharp pain that was pervasive throughout his body, and the beggar took a deep breath before he could barely give himself the little strength he had. But when the thugs saw that this beggar was still trying to resist, they couldn't help but show a sneering expression.

……

Mr. Knight.

The maiden was silently praying for this beggar in her heart.

No one knew that in the vicinity of this beggar, in the pile of garbage that was more than half a person tall and mixed with all kinds of disgusting and complex smells, there were still a pair of sparkling eyes-

These eyes seemed to have just cried, and their sockets were red and swollen like two peaches, and when this glimmer of sight looked at the thug with a distorted face, the turquoise pupils could not hide the deep hatred that was unforgettable—

She saw the thugs waving their weapons, and finally, worried about Mr. Knight, she couldn't help but cry out.

Although she reacted quickly and reached out to cover her mouth, the slightest movement was still quite obvious to the ears of the thugs at this time, and she saw a hideous face approaching her, but an even more terrifying scene had already happened, countless snow-like sword lights slashed towards the seriously injured Mr. Knight-

She only felt her heart shrink suddenly, and her whole body seemed to be in a cold ice cellar, perhaps, on this night, she would see the second person who died protecting her—

In the originally warm little home on Hongdou Street, she watched her father, who had always cared for her, die at the hands of thugs, and in the slums in the north of the city, where sewage was flowing and black and not slipping, Mr. Knight, whom she had never met for the first time, was about to fall in front of her eyes again-

It was the same mob that did these things, and she stared at the same hateful looks, and she swore that if she had a chance to live, even if she sacrificed her soul to the most wicked of demons, she would send them to hell for eternity—

She couldn't bear to see this scene again, she closed her eyes, tears came out of her eyes but silently, her cheeks glowed faintly, and it was the trace of tears flowing from under her cheeks—

The cold evening breeze blew her long hair, and at this time, her thin body, which had lost too much blood due to the injury of the broken wrist of her right hand, finally felt the cold, and this cold was freezing her body and her heart at a rapid pace—

She seemed to hear the sound of snow, it was the coldest time of winter in Ensada, and her father and mother, as well as her, were huddled around each other, intimate and intimate around the firewood fire, enjoying themselves.

Unfortunately, these are just memories that have long passed. She knew that, perhaps, this time, she would slide into the abyss of tragic fate from now on.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes again!

The scene in front of her made her already dry throat swallow hard—

Mr. Knight stood up, he did not give in the slightest, and went straight to the sword wielded in the hands of this group of thugs, and in the night only a little dazzling spark bloomed densely like countless stars in the sky, and the continuous sound of "clanging" was endless, Mr. Knight coughed heavily, and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then, she saw a dark and dull shadow instantly swallow all the mobs—

Blood drowned out the night!

More than twenty heads flew up in unison, blood gushing from the headless neck, the bodies of these thugs had not yet fallen, but the heads that were flying in mid-air were wide-eyed—

The moment they were conferred, they felt completely incomprehensible about what was happening in front of them, the other party seemed to have no weapons, but they blocked their attacks, and then the other party seemed to turn half a circle, and then, suddenly, they found that they could no longer control their bodies-

In their sights, Ensada's blazing night scene was turning gray, and their eyes were still open, but they could no longer see any color, only eternal darkness.

This trick?

It almost made the girl stop breathing—she exhaled a breath of heat, and watched as the heat turned into a vast white mist in front of her face, and the mist dissipated, and she saw the figure standing against the wall again—

This figure was the Mr. Knight she had known for a short time!

The pain of a broken wrist was still tormenting her nerves, but this kind of intense pain could not compare to the impact of the scene in front of her, she couldn't believe that there was such a powerful and inhuman existence beside her-

With just one move, she easily killed more than twenty thugs with inaugural strength, and then she saw Mr. Knight turn his head and smile at her.

"It's okay."

"Are you alright?"

The girl looked at the corpses and the pool of blood flowing from place to place, and still couldn't believe what was happening in front of her—

Mr. Knight's body shook and then sat down on the ground, she panicked out of the garbage heap and came to Mr. Knight's side, at this time, she suddenly found that Mr. Knight was not unarmed, and on the ground on his right hand, a huge black scythe fell impressively. I want to talk about "Gross the Thief" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~