Chapter 45: Killing in the Black Street
Aran saved the life of an undercover agent who didn't know if it was an undercover agent who had infiltrated the enemy's interior or an avenger. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Thank you for the favor of Lady Luck, and I want to sigh for the unremitting [efforts] of all the members of the Fick Brotherhood over the years."
The mechanical movements continued uninterrupted for more than thirty minutes, and Aram's fingers were stiff and his wrists were numb, but he didn't meet a good person.
The golden energy fed back by the source of order is accumulating more and more, often the first batch has not been completely transformed, and the latter batch has already arrived, and it seems that a golden snow has fallen in the sea of consciousness of Aran.
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"The host kills a creature entangled in karma, gets feedback from the source of order, and settles the merit value of 14664."
The moment Aran's blade swept over the dragon's neck, a huge number swiped above his vision.
The task of destroying the Fik Brotherhood allowed Aran to gain more than 75,000 merit points at one time, plus the merit points of about 130,000 on his original account, if he didn't break the reincarnation seal, it was enough for him to strengthen two levels.
For a special reason, Aran did not have a strengthening level, and the magic spirit did not ask him to unlock the final reincarnation seal, and all the merit points were stored.
In the hall, the gurgling blood flowed into one piece, and countless corpses were dotted, like debris covered in the mire, and the strong fishy smell was disgusting.
Aram stepped on the corpse on tiptoe, his posture was agile and vigorous, and in two or three jumps he came to the door from the innermost main seat.
"Everyone! Good night's sleep. ”
Aram took one last look at the mountain of corpses and blood in the hall, then closed the door, pulled out the firefly powder, and burned a brush and a book on the left door, the brush and the book are the symbols of the killer's verdict, inspired by the judge's pen and the book of life and death in the underworld.
It was already getting dark, and Aram didn't stop and went straight to the main entrance.
These people guarding the door were drinking happily, and when they saw a handyman approaching, they were about to open their mouths to scold, when Aran took two steps, and his figure suddenly blurred, like a wisp of green smoke, directly swept the necks of the three people, and the blood bloomed, and a dance of death followed.
Half a minute later.
All thirteen big men died, from beginning to end, without even a decent struggle, it was a completely one-sided slaughter.
Aran closed the main door with a calm face, spared half a circle in the house, and jumped out from the side.
The anesthetic in the kitchen flares up, and the Fick Brotherhood falls silent.
After a long time, dozens of people dressed in black and wearing black scarves on their heads suddenly appeared in the Fick Brotherhood.
These people were extremely professional, with a clear division of labor, and they were clean, and all the rooms except for the hall marked by Aran were sacked as if they were passing through the typhoon.
but every goods of some value were swept away.
When the figures of the men in black finally disappeared, the Fick Brotherhood had been washed into a whiteboard, and all that was left was empty tiles and walls in front of and behind the house, cleaner than the clothes that had been washed a hundred times.
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At the same time, Aran appeared in a tavern called Taro in the lower city, and when he reappeared, he had changed his clothes and washed the potion off his face, and no one could prove that he was the killer.
At this time, the tavern was at its most lively, and at this time, in this place, a beautiful little boy full of nobility suddenly appeared in this smoky atmosphere, but it was quite eye-catching.
Aran ignored all gazes, and sat down in a vacant corner as if no one was around, and the eyes of several groups of people in the crowd suddenly flickered, and then they looked away without a trace.
Like Aram, whether they were a person or a group of people, they occupied a table or a corner alone, and the other drinkers and wine delivery girls consciously avoided these positions.
No matter what field, special often means status, in this place where dragons and snakes are mixed, most of the people with status will not have a good background, but these people's vision must be very good.
So when Aram sat down in the place that represented the special meaning, these people knew that no matter how harmless the little boy looked like a human or animal, he must be the same kind of person as them.
And subsequent developments have confirmed their guesses.
"It's a beautiful job!" Old Pete came over with a glass of milk and said with a gentle smile on his face.
"So-so."
Arran's expression was casual, and he really felt that there was nothing to be proud of in his heart, he had been staring at the Fick Brotherhood for more than a year, a civilian gang, with the highest combat power of only level 14 warriors, with mental calculations or not, this can't be nine out of ten, then it's really ashamed!
Old Pete smiled and said: "I have three lists for the members of the Fick Brotherhood here, a total of 65 gold coins of remuneration, which has been deposited into your account, all the property of the Fick Brotherhood, it will take some time to deal with it, I will find someone to estimate it first, and you can come and look at the details at this time in two days, I said in advance, I will draw three layers." ”
The tavern was crowded, most of them were young people, they shouted loudly, made a loud noise, and from time to time there were the screams of the wine delivery girl, thinking that they were taken advantage of by the groping pig's hand.
Aran frowned and said, "You seem to have a lot of faces lately?" ”
"It's not the wartime regulations of some time ago!"
Old Pete said: "Those nobles threw a lot of money, and these lads bought themselves!" ”
"On the battlefield, who knows if he can come back alive, of course he has to be chic when he has money in his hand, not only me, but now the entire Tavern and brothel in Uslanger are very popular."
Aran raised his eyebrows and said, "Is the battle situation in the north really so serious? Even the aristocratic private army has to go up? ”
"If someone asks me this question, I'll definitely take the money."
Old Pete smiled: "But who let me take advantage of you this time!" Take this news as a gift in return! ”
The old man's expression became a little serious: "The battle situation in the Northern Ice City can no longer be described as severe, the whole battle situation is extremely erosive, I got the news that the Storm Legion, one of the four major border legions, has been disabled, and the other three major legions have also suffered heavy casualties, and the army of orcs may come in at any time, and this year's rain is particularly heavy, not only in the south, but even in the north There are many places where there are floods, and the roads have been washed away, it is estimated that the next batch of troops from the empire who will go north to support will arrive in the ice city in two weeks at the earliest." ”
"It's only been two years since the war, and the empire is a little shaky!?"
Aran was worried, but he soon put the problem behind him, and it was useless to hurry, because the sky was falling and there was a tall man on top of it.
Alan chatted with Old Pete for a while, took a few tasks, and then released some tasks, today he happened to have a large amount of money, the seven-layer property of the Fick Brotherhood, how to say that it can be worth a few hundred gold coins, of course, you have to make good use of it, he wrote the names of more than thirty well-known villains in the lower city on the list in a row, and then he stopped the quill in his hand without getting enough.
"You're so persistent!"
Old Pete looked at the task list and said with emotion: "If this list is hung out, you won't have a few dollars left in your income this time!" ”
Aran said lightly: "It's not that you don't know who I am, and I'm not a killer for money." ”
Old Pete sighed and said: "It is precisely because I know who you are that I am curious, with your identity, there should be no chance to intersect with these people, why do you hate these scumbags so much?" ”
Aran shook his head and said with emotion: "Old Pete, you are wrong! I've never hated these people, on the contrary, I've always loved the bad guys. ”
Old Pete was even more puzzled, and said, "Then why do you put so much effort into it?" Not only do you kill yourself, but you also put up a list for others to help you kill? ”
Aram looked up and drank the milk from the cup, and said with a wicked smile, "Because what I like is to kill bad people." ”
Old Pete watched the little boy's back disappear into the doorway, and saw a few sneaky people follow, but he didn't say anything.
Amusing......
With a couple of rats going together to deal with a saber-toothed tiger, would anyone worry about the tiger?
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In this era when there are no clear moral indicators, the price of a beautiful pedophile is often ten times that of a female slave of the same age, a hundred times that of a female slave of the same age, and if she has noble blood, then the price will increase tenfold on this basis.
The charm of the normal human race is about 11 o'clock to 13 o'clock, this range is ordinary to handsome, and if you can reach 15 points, you are at the level of handsome guys and beauties.
And the charm of minors has reached 17 points! This situation is not common in the elven clan that is rich in handsome men and beautiful women.
Although he was a little helpless, Yalan had to admit that he was really valuable.
Xiacheng is inhabited by a lot of floating people who come from outside to pan for gold, and the most important thing is all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, so I don't know if I have experienced too much, when a few big men surrounded themselves in a dead end with a lewd smile on their faces, Aran found that his heart was ...... Still angry report.
"I can't adapt to this situation! Idiot fools who don't know whether to live or die can't be killed! Should I consider going out fishing! ”
Aran was very angry and went astray!
"Although fishing for men is a very undisciplined thing, but there is such a thing as discipline...... Isn't it just for dumping? ”
Fa Ling suddenly jumped out and said, "Don't ask me, Miss Ben never shakes her temperament!" ”
Aram: "...... I'm just thinking about it for myself, don't you think the timing of your jump out is a little wrong? ”
Fa Ling was silent for a moment, and then: "Aha! You see there are two moons in the sky. ”
Aram: "......"
"This kid won't be scared silly, will he?" "Silly good, many aristocratic lords like this tune, they call this [doll]." A series of strange laughs woke Aram awake.
"Actually, if you ran away just now, I wouldn't have chased it, I'm already very tired today!"
Aran sighed tiredly, he was indeed very tired now, after all, there was still a big difference between killing people and killing chickens.
But no matter how tired the tiger is, there is always the strength to trample a few rats to death.
A breeze suddenly blew in the closed alley, and the strength of Arran's whole body had already been twisted into a single force, and suddenly burst out, extremely violent but wonderful, and in an instant, a series of afterimages were pulled out in the narrow space, only to hear the puff, puff, and several extremely subtle cutting sounds sounded almost at the same time.
The afterimage returned to one, and Aran's body appeared in place, as if it had never moved.
The five big men didn't even have time to scream, they froze for a moment, and waited for the blood to stain their upper bodies red before they softened.
"...... [Lost Steps] is really a weapon for group battles!" Aran glanced at the corpse on the ground and curled the corners of his mouth, "A low-level professional with poor skills, such a good person dares to learn to do bad things!" But the merit value is quite generous! Am I fishing? Or fishing? Or fishing? ”
He's gone astray again!