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Old Duroc is messed up. And then the old Duroc messed back again.

It's as if he had inexplicably gone around in a circle when he ran away before, and now so many things have suddenly happened one after another in such a short period of time, which makes this experienced old detective feel a little dazed and needs to be brushed up a little.

The rabbit - Carl knew the rabbit, and by coincidence, the elder Duroc could be said to know the rabbit. He knew who she was, but ...... He didn't know who she was. This seemingly contradictory statement is not contradictory at all, and it is easy to figure it out. Old Duroc was as startled and unexpectedly as Carl about her sudden appearance, but he immediately found a very plausible reason for himself-

If the Donfrie family has discovered something, isn't it normal for the Dark Heaven family to also notice something? I'm afraid she's aiming for herself and Eddard just as much as Carl. But what Old Duroc didn't think clearly about for the time being, why did this guy appear alone, was he too confident in himself and a master of art bold? And why did she come to her rescue?

In that case, it was obvious that saving Old Duroc was one of the purposes of the rabbit, not by chance, definitely not by chance. Old Duroc can still feel this, so it feels strange. It is rumored that this monster and other people who appear with her are all murderous and bloodthirsty, inhumane, and will be feared by the entire underground world of Bablore, but when I see it today, the feeling given to Old Duroc is not so pure and simple...... It's not easy, it's much more interesting!

Regardless, she now felt as if she was on her side with Eddard, and her appearance was like a boulder falling from the sky, shattering the vast calm water and causing violent waves.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old Duroc finally got a respite. He was wary of the already frightened buttoners on the side, and at the same time he was disgusted and angry in his heart - if he wasn't a policeman, then he dared to say that he could also break into the same fierce reputation as the rabbit that could scare off thousands of armies just by relying on his back, and he would definitely be farther above the rabbit - and then he quickly dispelled this unrealistic fantasy from his head, and while his hands neatly reloaded his pistol bullet nest, he turned his head and looked at the other platform where the rabbit and Carl and Eddard were, Witnesses a brief but deadly confrontation between the two, and watches Ed use his tactics to seize the opportunity to get out of the battlefield.

Old Duroc's attention is basically all on Ed's body now, and almost as soon as Ed makes a move, he turns around and leaves, wanting to find another way down to the lower level, and leave this place quickly after finding Eddard - whether it's Carl or Rabbit, whether it's Donfrey or Dark Heaven, they'll find themselves and Eddard, no matter what, it's absolutely nothing good. Even if the rabbits seemed to be helping them now, old Duroc didn't trust her at all. The most ferocious enforcer of the new generation of Dark Paradise fell into her hands as badly as it fell into Carl's. It could be even worse.

But he didn't take two steps out before things suddenly changed again. The Donfrie family button soldiers who were chasing and then cowering and retreating by the ferocity of the rabbit, Old Duroc had temporarily excluded these people from the threat, but now I don't know what was wrong, what went wrong, at this time, they actually moved again, and ...... It seems to be a little more excited!

They didn't react to Old Duroc's escape at all, and let him get off the platform and run up the steel staircase that led diagonally to the lower floor, when they rushed towards this side and the old Duroc like a pack of hunting wolves. Even the one who ran at the front couldn't wait to rush to the edge of the platform, kicking his legs hard and jumping up from the air to pounce on the old Duroc.

"Did you take the wrong medicine!?"

The old detective finally scolded again, but he didn't have time to dodge at all. At the moment when the big brother of the button man flew into the sky, the old Duroc inserted the viper revolver in his hand back into his waist, and stretched out one arm with his other hand, and looked at the big brother with two eyes as if he had a burning pupil like a flame. In a panicked shout, he fell to the platform below. Because the height is not too high, the eldest brother is still alive, but ...... The fall was quite miserable, and for the time being, I couldn't stand up with a moan.

But before he could catch his breath, Old Duroc turned his head again, and another black shadow pounced. The second eldest brother followed closely behind the previous eldest brother, and after the previous eldest brother jumped out, he flew up with him. And the worst thing is that there is another big brother behind him.

The three big brothers are connected in a line and pounce on each other!

Old Duroc only eliminated the first big brother in the front, but the second big brother who flashed in the back successfully pounced on him before he could find a way to deal with it, and with the help of the momentum, he hit him backwards on the railing of the steel staircase, almost breaking the old man's middle-aged waist!

Old Duroc gritted his teeth, grabbed the button on his body in anger, and just wanted to pull him up, the third eldest brother also pounced on him with a meteor-like "thump". At this moment, the old Duroc couldn't stand it anymore, and the three of them completely lost their balance, twisted into a ball and rolled down the stairs, all the way down to the platform.

It was a very small platform, similar to a connection point, with stairs and parallel passages connecting the upper and lower sides, the narrowest of which could only allow one person to pass through, and the two of them would have to line up and back. Old Duroc and the two eldest brothers were smashed into a plate of dumplings that had been gnawed by dogs, and there was still a little slippery feeling between moaning and writhing.

Old Duroc felt that his physical strength was almost close to the limit. He struggled to get up, to dig out the revolver behind his waist - it would be a mistake to put it away, even in the face of a protruding threat, he should always make sure that the bullet was in a position where it could be used at all times.

This time, however, someone was a little faster than him. The arm he pulled out the gun was suddenly grabbed and twisted, and then he was trampled under his feet like a fragrant pig's elbow, and at the same time he himself was forcibly turned over and pressed to the ground, with his back facing the sky, and the other arm was forcibly twisted to the position of the lower back. He heard the sound of electronic handcuffs, and the two buttonman brothers tried to handcuff him with the chains.

This time, old Duroc didn't even bother to scold. He opened his mouth wide and gasped, his eyes half-closed and half-open, feeling his vision become a little blurry. He was really tired today, for a man like him, who had been brutally cleaned up by the hard years, for his brave and strong body, which was already a little too much. He just felt a little emotional, a little funny, he didn't expect that he who had been handcuffing others would have a day when he would be handcuffed by others, it was really impermanent, life and death were unpredictable.

Old Duroc had many moments like the present, some even more dangerous, not all the dark groups in the underworld are as sensible and visionary as the three major families. More of them are just some big mice, with longer hair, sharper teeth, and a little more fierce, relatively different, but still essentially just rats. The distance they can see is not far, it is very short, and the consequences of some things they simply do not understand. Old Duroc had dealt with those people for an unknown amount of time, and in fact those guys were his real main opponents, and they were also his real source of danger. He had fallen into the hands of those rats, and then he didn't have to think about it, it was much worse than it was now, and every escape could be called a narrow escape. And the exclamation he made at that time was not as reasonable as it is today.

The world is impermanent, the world is impermanent – the world is indeed impermanent, and it can change dramatically at any time and at any time.

When the nearby gunshot rang out, the old Duroc's trance-like spirit suddenly shook, and he twisted his neck to look up, but he felt a few warm drips on his face, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.

Old Duroc knew what it was, for he was lying face down beside him, with his face on the ground, with only one eye on the outside, staring at the boss and staring straight at Old Duroc.

There was a finger-sized hole in his forehead, and the black and red blood pooled under his cheek, and then quickly flowed towards Old Duroc.

"Hey!"

Old Duroc's eyes were deflected, and both of them glanced to the left at the same time at the blood flow on the ground, watching it flow closer and closer to his face on the ground, and seeing that it was about to hit his beard, his lips immediately pursed, and the "poof" continued to blow, which made the blood flow in a different direction - rushing towards the hair on the side of his head.

At the same time, the other eldest brother who was still standing was grabbed at the moment when he raised his gun to shoot, and the muzzle of the gun was pulled to the side, and he was suddenly hit hard between his legs.

This kick kicked the whole brother's body, and the toes of his two feet hung upwards in the air, almost eight centimeters off the ground.