Chapter 089 suppressed the urge to hack the other party to death

"Captain Gasquelo, let's go in later."

Baron Kent heard Fawkes's miserable screams and suggested that the other party was just a low-level person who had surrendered to him, and he had not thought about how the other party would survive, and he also complained about the other party's low strength, and his love of recklessness also affected his important mission.

The long-haired leader glanced at Diana, who was flushed like a male dog in heat, and pulled away the only female member next to him, a trace of anger flashed on his brown and brown long-haired face, remembering that he needed money to live, and the person in front of him was his employer,

Bloody, he took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to hack the other party to death, and pulled Diana away to refuse:

"Baron, I'm sorry, let's hurry in, according to the information we have obtained, if we don't end the battle within twenty minutes, we will definitely die if the male and female rat kings elsewhere turn around."

Kent was born in the stable of the Viscount family, and was brought up by the beautiful and thin maid mother, because he was born in a humble and knew the difficult life of the commoners, so in order to pay for his life Kent also wanted to climb up, and now he dedicated all his dignity and discipline to the great nobles, licked the old fat viscount's buttocks hemorrhoids and surrendered to Chengcheng successfully,

Obtaining the title of baron is in the enjoyment period of his life, he doesn't want to go back to those down-ending days, he desperately wants to get the extract of the rat king at this time to make the erotic potion of [Night God's Kiss], he punched Gascro in the face with a hideous face and roared:

"Death? You tell me about death! Then what did I spend five golden Socks to hire you for! Why don't you use the poison I gave you, do you have poop in your heads? I'm telling you this, if you can't get the extract of the Rat King this time, you will die for me! ”

Poison? It doesn't matter if we use it, but in the future, people here will inevitably suffer from the toxins left behind by the poison, although we night stalkers never choose a task, but this kind of thing that will hurt people in the future and have no bottom line will never be done.

Gascono was taking the mercenary's rule of survival of the fittest very seriously, which is why he instructed the two unlucky bastards to act as bait, and gave them a bag of copper when they fulfilled their agreement.

Gascono himself can not give, but he has his own rules in his heart, and he still gives money bags and abides by the mercenary rules very seriously.

Everyone knew that the baron in front of him was a scum to the extreme, and at this time he actually began to force his own regiment leader, and he wanted to do this kind of thing that violated the guidelines of their mercenary group, but now that there is a threat to their lives, it is also a question whether everyone can escape with their whole body, thinking of this, everyone looked at the reaction of the regiment leader, waiting for this to be just the choice of Gasquelo, who is the most powerful in the team of fourteen.

Phew, Gassco's mouth spit blood, and there was a dark blue on his left cheek, obviously the scum nobles in front of him who did everything to achieve their goals exerted a lot of strength, the long-haired head slowly pulled his face back, and said in a low voice without mentioning the poison at all:

"It's our fault that the intelligence has not been investigated, please forgive Baron Kent. Two rat kings are already the maximum we can handle, and if there is one more, we will definitely not be able to get out of the way.

So please cooperate with us in the next time, this is to complete your mission, but also for your safety. ”

The surrounding members looked back at their powerful commander in a low voice, holding their weapons and bowing their heads in silence.

Seeing the baron's disdainful expression, Gasscoro felt that the other party had accepted his suggestion, frowned, but did not say what he was going to tell the other party to be cautious, turned his head and said:

"Let's go!"

After the group had made their decision, it was already quite a short time since Fawkes's scream had been screaming, and they quickened their pace and walked towards the damp, dark, and smelly Rat King's lair.

"Tsk!"

The rat monster in the lair let out a piercing scream, and it sensed the hostility of the group in front of it, and jumped directly from the hole to the mercenary of the Night Stalker mercenary group who was slowly moving forward with an iron-clad wooden shield.

The rat monster's fangs, which are six or seven centimeters long, stab at the shield-wielding mercenaries like daggers and daggers.

Seeing this menacing scene, Darion dashed backhand, using his dagger to repel the rat elixir's fangs with speed and momentum, sporadic sparks flying over its white, hard and steely teeth.

Ping-pong, ping-pong ......

The rat monster retreated and attacked the defenseless Baron Kent again, giving the opponent no chance to defend at all.

"Ah......h

At this time, the most powerful force in the mercenary group, Captain Gasclo, knew that his employer could not be injured, and brandished his long sword, completely waving at the rat head without giving the rat monster any chance to defend.

The sword of the high-end material of Mithril shimmered with a dark gray hue, which cost Gasquelo three months' income, and the Mithril was very precious, silvery-white in appearance, much stronger than steel, but lightweight.

So the long sword, which was as light as a goose's feather in Gasquelo's hand, showed its sharpness, and before attacking the terrified baron on the other side, it slashed into a twenty-centimeter-long wound on the black eye of the rat monster, and blood flew out, spraying Gassco's face with blood.

Burst!

Gascono swung the seventy-centimeter sword again, spun his fifty-centimeter-long forearm, and hit the rat monster in the lip again, slicing off the fleshy slender mouth and slashing off the two terrifying fangs, saving the team's safety.

A rat monster that has lost its mouth and deadly weapon will not be able to howl smoothly, and thus will not be able to attract the attention of its companions behind it.

Faced with such a disadvantage, instead of retreating, it swung its tail, which was as thick as a meter and spiked by mutation, and swept towards Gascono with ferocity as if it were a cowboy's whip.

The shield-wielding mercenary reacted, he knew that he couldn't retreat now, even if he was stabbed by the rolling spikes, he would go out to protect the leader.

Ping!

The tail rolled over and stabbed the waist of the defenseless part of the mercenary's side, and at this time, the deputy commander Darian sneaked behind the rat monster and directly backhanded a backstab,

"Yikes!" The rat monster howled in pain and waved its tail to fight back, but it was too late, and two silver flashes of silver light from the mercenary group slashed at the tail of the rat monster.

Thorns, tails for chopped off.

The rat monster that was besieged and had no way out could only be slowly ground to death by the people of the mercenary group.

The Baron of Kent complained again:

"What are you doing! It's so slow to kill a rat monster. ”

After the short battle, Gascono looked at the injuries of the injured team members, and saw that the baron next to him continued to spit and say some dirty words, the long-haired man who was paid for the task had a bitter face, and he obviously made the team members injured in order to protect him, so he suppressed the urge to hack the other party to death and listened to the reprimand of the scumbag baron in front of him.