At this time, the eyes were completely blood-red, and in front of them was a white soul form picture. Several eye-catching red squares mark Trist's weak spots, and a single stab will inevitably trigger the finishing screen and kill him in one hit.

"The neck, right armpit, and right waist are all good places to start." Wang Jian's bloodthirsty Tian moved his lips, thinking about how to deal with him.

Is it a traditional throat wipe? Or did he stab his heart with a knife diagonally in his right armpit? Or did the right waist make a big hole in his stomach?

Anyway, each of them is certain death, and the choice is only for the evil taste of the assassin when he is in control of the other party's life and death. So that killing people won't be so boring.

"It's still ......," Wang Jian thought, and immediately thought that it would be better to start from that position. It was too unfair for Evelyn to think that it would be too unfair for Evelyn to just wipe her throat, and it would be too comfortable for him to die.

Immediately get closer and get ready to start.

Because Trist had drunk a lot of wine, the whole person was already in a daze, and I am afraid that he could easily kill him if he didn't get close to the ghost form invisibly.

But just the moment when he raised the dagger in his hand and was about to stab it down.

“…… Evelyn, where the hell are you? Trist was drunk and confused and muttered Evelyn's name, as if he was still trying to find her.

"Huh?" Wang Jian was stunned by his words, and his action stopped. I vaguely heard that there was still an inside story in this matter?

But when he was thinking about whether to kill people and get the reward like this, or take a risk and talk to him to ask him what the situation was, to see if there was a bigger reward to be obtained......

"Trist, I've finally found you!"

Boom!

A loud roar of ecstasy, combined with the sound of shotgun shotguns, slammed the tavern's sliding door to pieces, scattering into a mass of wood chips.

I also looked back and saw a sturdy man holding a double-barreled musket murderously blocking the door of the tavern, which frightened the only drinkers in the tavern to hide and flee.

But this guy didn't care about the others at all, and all he had in his eyes was the drunken Triste, as if he had found his great enemy.

“…… Get lost! Trist raised his hazy eyes and glanced in the direction of the man, and then a playing card appeared in his hand, instantly plated with a layer of magical gold, and flung it in the direction of the man.

The gold medal swirled parallel to the ground at high speed in the air and shot at the man with the gun.

The man with the gun didn't dodge, laughed, raised the double-barreled musket in his hand and pulled the trigger sharply.

After a bang, the golden playing cards were shattered.

laughed and scolded loudly: "Trask, I trusted you so much at the beginning!" How dare you unite with the police to send Lao Tzu to prison! If you want to say that you are in prison, you gambler also have to squat with Lao Tzu! ”

"Graves, so you're an idiot. When did I make you trust me? Trisk laughed mockingly at the man with the gun.

obviously sold the other party, and now he says that it is the other party's fault.

"So Lao Tzu escaped, and the first one came to you." Graves continued to laugh and scold, but he said it was a laughing and scolding, but he didn't have much meaning of "laughing", his laughter was more of a murderous and cruel laugh, a real cruel laugh, a wild laugh. Laughing Trist is about to turn into a dead man.

"But my cards tell me that today is not the end of my life." Trask casually took out three playing cards and played the divination cards on the bar counter, believing his cards very much, smiled and said the contents of the three playing cards, mocking Graves for not having that ability.

"So you're on the wrong card! Large buckshot! Graves jerked up the double-barreled musket cannon in his hand.

Three large shell-like bullets burst out with his roar, killing Trisk in all directions, with a great intention of killing Trist to the slag.

Trist was not in a hurry, and took out a playing card in his hand and plated it with a layer of golden light again, and the person was shrouded in a large number of playing cards. In the next second, the man had already appeared behind Graves, and he threw the golden playing card in his hand at Graves with a completely close-range face-to-face attack.

Bang!

A very crisp golden sound.

Graves was immediately stunned by the golden playing card, and Trist also threw a poker card between the fingers of his hands and threw it at Graves, completely enveloping him. Almost all 8 cards were inserted into Graves, bursting out with blood.

"Humph! Well! Graves snorted. Even if you can't see the health value, you can still feel that he is not lightly injured at this moment.

But he had no intention of showing weakness, and immediately moved away with a sliding step, dodging the next ** blow released by Triste in a drunken haze, and turned around and the musket was also aimed at him at close range and roared: "Ultimate explosive bomb!" ”

At this moment, Trist's face also appeared solemn, and he once again released a large number of skills covered with playing cards to move.

But Graves' skill had been unleashed, and a massive shot of lead bullet erupted from his musket and slammed into Trist's position.

Because of the close distance and the speed of the fire, Trist had just been completely covered by the playing cards to form a cover smoke screen, and the cannonball was already about to reach him.

Rumble!!!!!!!

The walls of the tavern in front of it were shattered by the ultimate bomb, reflecting the desert scenery outside, and brightening up the otherwise dimly lit tavern.

Trist was no longer there, and had not been torn apart by the bomb.

Instead, he managed to move back to his previous bar position, looking at Graves with a serious expression.

Smack!

Suddenly, there was a splash of water droplets falling on the wooden floor, and blood seeping out of the cuff of Trist's right hand was seen dripping from the cuff and dripping down the back of his hand through his middle finger to the ground.

Looking at his right arm now hanging down in a very abnormal position, it seemed that he still hadn't completely dodged the attack of Graves' ultimate bomb.

Graves looked back at the scene and smiled, smiling fiercely. Without saying a word, he raised the musket in his hand and aimed it at Triste, intending to send him completely into the Yellow Spring, saying: "Whoever betrays Lao Tzu will not die well!" ”

The index finger of his right hand has already put the trigger down, and he is pressing the trigger down even harder. When the trigger is pressed to the ground to trigger the firing device, the ferocious bullets erupt from the muzzle of the double-barreled musket in his hand, forming a scattershot barrage that sifs Trist into a sieve and makes it impossible for him to stand up again.

"Comet Falls!"

But at this moment, two hands, one left and one right, stretched out from behind Graves' back and hugged his chest. In the next moment, he was carried by the spiral and flew into the air, and after reaching a high enough height, the whole person stood upside down and became a posture under his head and feet, falling in a spiral state at a higher speed, and was smashed to the ground, forming a shock wave that impacted in all directions, completely leveling the tavern that had been crumbling because of this conflict, leaving only those NPCs who were originally hiding behind the bar and wine table squatting on the ground with their heads trembling and squatting on the ground in astonishment to see this scene, Seeing that the last of their shelter was gone, but nothing was wrong with them.

"Uh......" Graves was 'planted' in the middle of the pit at this time, but the hard-lived one let out a groan before he died, proving that he had completely fainted.

It's also in line with the fate he deserves as a supervillain.

- Outlaw fanatic Graves, his wanted warrant can be seen hanging on the bounty wall in various taverns, and many player forces want to co-opt him, but he makes a big fuss and runs out, and many people default to the existence of the kind of NPC that cannot be co-opted. For him, it seems that his best destination is to be put back in prison where he can never be released.

"Whew~" Wang Jian killed Graves with a blow, and let out a long breath of turbidity. I really didn't expect things to come to this point. Even Trist's friends popped up. He had heard about it for a long time, but he hadn't thought of it......

"Thank you......" Trist was stunned, but immediately reacted and thanked him.

Wang Jian raised his right hand and stopped him, making a gesture that he didn't need to say any more, and when he gratefully thought that he had come to save him, he said to him: "Solve this one, now I should come to kill you." ”

found that it was impossible for him to assassinate Trist because of the disturbance made by Graves, and he had to kill him in a different way, after all, this was related to his experience reward of several levels.

Besides, he is not familiar with this Tracey, and he does not have a deep relationship with him. Most importantly, now Evelyn wants his life. This last reason is sufficient.

"Uh......" Trist was stunned again, not understanding how things could have come to this. didn't expect the benefactor who had just saved him, but just wanted to settle the "rivals" who wanted to kill him and kill him with his own hands.

"I can't die yet." But knowing that he was about to die here, he suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum. Even when his right hand was crippled and could not be used, he raised his right hand and pulled out a playing card and plated it with a layer of gold again, intending to fight to the death with Wang Jian, and muttered in his mouth: "I haven't found her yet, and I can't die until I see her last time and say that to her." As he spoke, he threw the golden playing cards towards Wang Jian.

Wang Jian didn't bother to move, but his head was slightly tilted to avoid this playing card.

I found that compared with his right hand, his left hand drew cards and threw cards accurately to the extreme, which was completely incomparable with the state of his right hand. More importantly......

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person was about to fall, but he barely held on to the bar and could stand, seeing that he didn't have a little blood on his face now, and there was only a little red left in his life gauge to represent that he still had a little health, even if he didn't care about him, he would soon die of weakness here.