It was close to ten o'clock, and Wren still didn't see the black Land Rover drive out, so he had to give up.

After leaving the supermarket, Rennes looked for a place to live, and the industrial area was sparsely populated at night, with only a few street lamps pulling lonely shadows.

"Hmm." Wren clutched his stomach, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, he fell to his knees with a puff, touched the corner of his mouth, and a wisp of slightly black blood overflowed.

What's going on? Poisoning? But he didn't eat anything. Wren spat bloody phlegm, and then he was stunned, "Wait......" As if remembering something, a chill surged down his back to the back of his head, and a feeling of extreme fear swept through Wren's body.

Wren gritted his teeth and took out the USP pistol from the backpack function, and quickly took a bottle of life potion, that glasses man, it must be that dog! Wren kept thinking about the scenes on the train, and sure enough, no matter what he thought, a stranger behaved too affectionately to him, and the decisive evidence was that sentence!

The man with glasses once said to himself: "What if the game League of Legends really exists? "Wren is angry, this must be a temptation! And this guy is convinced that he is also a stranger!

There was a sound of breaking the air in the distance, and he stood upside down, desperately rushing to the trash can on his right, but a fiery and unbearable pain in his thigh still made him snort, and warm blood flowed out of the thigh wound. What's worse is that the wound was the same as the one that was injured by the bald head and had just formed a scar not long after healing.

The Fury skill is automatically activated, the pain is doubled, the blood-red rage bar is filled to a quarter, and the skill bonus power is tripled! Wren looked at the bleeding thigh, where a palm-sized cross dart had been pierced, and Wren quickly bandaged it a few times, and raised his gun to fire three shots in the direction the dart was fired.

Da-da-da. There was a clear sound of footsteps coming from the silent street, and judging from the sound, the distance between the two was probably less than thirty meters, which was within the killing range of the USP.

"Hehe, Wren, Wind Sword Hero, the level should not exceed the third level, am I right?"

Hearing this voice, Wren's eyes cracked, it was the voice of the man with glasses! The man with glasses was full of sarcasm in his words: "People like you can't live at all, and you're too naïve so you can become a stepping stone for others." Therefore, I will step on your heads and step by step towards the strong! ”

The man with glasses helped his black-framed glasses, smiled coldly, there was no trace of the smell of a weak young man on his body, he shook his hand, and there were three more dark darts between his fingers, "Go to death, cut the grass and eradicate the roots!" ”

Wren's expression changed, and he subconsciously raised his hand to release the wind wall, and this hand really worked, and the three rapidly rotating darts were stuck in the cyan air flow and rotated, but they couldn't go any further. The man with glasses snorted, a little surprised by Wren's reaction speed, while Wren, on the other hand, endured his injured thigh and stumbled behind a telephone pole and fired two more shots at the man with glasses.

"Damn." Wren quickly filled the bullet, the wound on his thigh was not serious, the pain gradually decreased under the effect of the life potion, and the relative rage bonus also decreased a lot. Wren kept thinking about countermeasures in his mind, that glasses man's profession is Shadow of the Blade, it seems that it is at least level three, the shadow of the blade is a relatively weak hero who has no ultimate, as long as he closes the distance and blocks his darts with the wind wall again, the melee battle Wren has the killing weapon of rage, and he is confident that there is no reason to lose.

"Listen to me, we have no grievances, if you want my equipment, I can give it to you!" Wren threw the USP in his hand far away from where the man with glasses could see and yelled.

"I don't want to fight meaninglessly!" Wren glanced at the cooldown of the wind wall and continued to shout to attract the attention of the eyed man.

There was no sound of answer from the beginning to the end, and Wren couldn't help but take a look. The place where the man with glasses was just now was empty.

Wren instantly felt a chill all over his body, he could clearly feel that the hot breath exhaled by someone behind him sprayed on his neck, and the feeling of stabbing in his back made him horrified, Wren turned his head and saw the man with glasses holding a dagger and stabbing it fiercely!

Wren didn't have time to dodge the knife, so he could only twist desperately to avoid the point, but the knife still went into his back, and the cold dagger stuck in most of it until it was pressed against the hard ribs.

The fury bar that had originally descended soared by half, and the pain burned Wren's muscles and bones like a flame, and he summoned the knife from his backpack, and scare the glasses man away with a random slash, Wren kept hinting to himself that the only way to win was now, and if he turned around and ran now, he would only take his dart again, and the pain of the fury increase would probably make him mad at that time.

Wren stared at the blood-red eyes, and with an arrow step, the man with glasses turned blue, obviously aware of the terrifying power in Wren's body, so he pulled out two daggers from his waist and crossed them for defense.

It's just that the man with glasses still underestimated the power of the rage, and at the same time that Wren stepped forward and rushed out, an incomparably coherent slash was superimposed on the knife, and the latter was cut off with a double dagger like cutting paper, and the shocked glasses boy spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, Wren was not comfortable, and a few wisps of blood spilled from his hands, and the pain almost blurred his vision. Wren roared again and took advantage of the situation to pursue, wielding a knife to slash out a triple hit of the glasses man was at a loss, and a knife slashed at his chest, after the knife, the glasses man's face turned blue, and his movements suddenly slowed down a lot, but this guy is also a tough guy, seeing the gap between Wren's three consecutive slashes, he hit his head in the chest, and took out a dagger and stabbed it towards the heart!

Perhaps sensing death, Wren forcibly lifted his breath and pinched the glasses man's wrist, causing the sharp knife of death to stop.

One centimeter, as long as the tip of the knife was advancing one centimeter, Wren would stop breathing, this was the first time he was so close to death, and his still beating heart seemed to feel a chill.

The two staggered and fell to the ground, letting their heads hit the ground and their heads broke and the blood flowed, all their attention was focused on their hands, and the man with the eyes knew very well that as long as he didn't solve Wren this time, the other party's strange power would easily tear him apart. Wren's arms began to lose strength, and the blood flowing from the wounds hollowed out his life, and he must have lost one after the other.

Suddenly, the glasses man's hand loosened, Wren didn't think much about reflexively pressing him under him, and at the same time, the deadly blade was also pulled out, at this time, the glasses man's face was like ashes, and the knife wound on his chest was outrageous, Wren noticed that the enemy's injuries were actually worse than him. Wren almost cut a half-meter cut on the eyed man's body with a knife, and he didn't know how this guy had persevered until now.