"Bang!", and the black shadow fell to the ground.

rolled twice on the ground, revealing a face that Sean was very familiar with, but at this time his eyes were already round and pale, it was none other than the owner of the tavern he had "praised" just now - "Old Hyena".

And he could see at a glance that this clever "old hyena" had already had his neck broken long before he made a move, and he was not peaceful when he died.

Trample.. Trample.. Trample...

A figure stepped into the room, and its laid-back appearance made it seem like he was wandering around his back garden, rather than in a gang stronghold where a corpse was lying.

It's as if you've already eaten him!

"It's you?!"

Sean, the man in the trench coat, recognized the person at a glance, who was the culprit who caused his mission to fail and flee in embarrassment!

However, at this time, he did not have the slightest ruthless viciousness that he was still gambling and vowing to take revenge on Ai Wen and his relatives and friends just now, and screamed:

"How dare you kill people in the business district?! There are dozens of drunkards out there every day looking for fun, and if you have the ability, kill them all, otherwise the city guards will definitely find you. ”

As if he didn't hear his defeated dog barking, Evan said to himself: "No, the 'Sleeping Potion' is supposed to work on the transcendental, why does this guy seem to be fine?"

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he tilted his head and said with a smile: "Cleaning up scum can not be divided into slum commercial areas." Also, isn't it funny that a vicious criminal would use the city guard to scare a naval officer?

Moreover, with your wisdom, you can't understand my world's best infiltration technology at all!"

I silently added in my heart, 'Stunned everyone, no one will find out that I have been here, isn't it the world's best infiltration technique!' This logic has no flaws, it's perfect!'

Sean, the man in the trench coat, had an ugly face.

You must know that this is a prosperous area of the business district, and the city guards will patrol regularly, and the slightest movement may alarm them. He didn't understand why this guy was so fearless!

"Heh, you've chosen a good burial place for yourself!"

Indoor combat is not suitable for the use of medium-range weapons such as throwing knives, but rather the world of Aven, an agile swordsman. So even if this guy didn't fall into a coma as expected, he also praised the man in the trench coat from the bottom of his heart.

Qiang –

Evan drew his sword and stabbed straight ahead, the sharp sound of the blade tearing through the air reverberated back and forth in the underground space, and the sharp edge turned into a white rainbow flying into Sean in the corner of the wall.

The sudden and fatal threat made this "Scarlet Shooter" no longer care about the possible risk of losing control!

The "scarlet aura" in his body was fully opened, and there was a layer of blood-colored aura in both eyes and hands, and his ten fingers flicked, but this time he shot no longer flying knives, but slender blood-red flying needles.

Shout... Shout... Shout...

Flying needles carry corrosive evil energy and easily pierce through the thick walls of the underground space.

"Die for me, bastard!!"

However, looking at the way his face became more and more pale and his body trembled slightly, the burden of this attack was obviously not small, and it was very likely that there would be an additional price to pay.

In the face of this "rainstorm pear flower needle......

"Excuse me, farewell!"

Anyway, he had already been blocked in the basement, and Ai Wen was not ready to fight with him, so he decisively put away his sword and calmly retreated, and he had already drilled out of the open door of the cave in one leap.

Sean followed, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to escape from the closed basement.

Whew-

A glittering sword swirled past his ear, nearly cutting off one of his ears.

After a pause in his footsteps and cold sweat dripping from his forehead, Sean was overjoyed.

A knight with superb swordsmanship has lost the sword in his hand, and his strength will be discounted in an instant, and his chance has come!

After the outbreak, his strength, which was already extremely weak, was once again squeezed out of his body, which also gave him the courage to escape from the hands of a strong enemy.

"Hey!"

Not noticing that his sprint had been interrupted by the sword, Sean stepped out of the basement door.

The aisle outside was not the unarmed and no longer threatening opponent he imagined, but the muzzles of four swarthy guns pointed at his head.

"..... this?"

"No ——!"

Even if he has completed his transcendent transformation, possessing the transcendent energy "Crimson Aura" does not mean that he can withstand the fire of muskets at close range.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

As a "sniper musketeer", Evan does not need the aid of digital vision at such a distance, and there is no possibility of missing at all.

Bang –

The convulsive human body fell to the ground heavily.

Until he ushered in death, Sean, the man in the trench coat, never imagined that one day he would die under the muzzle of the double-barreled musket he once had.

That's right, when Evan returned to the warehouse, he picked up the three fine muskets that the trench coat man had discarded.

At the time, I just thought they were better than my own standard muskets, but I didn't expect to use them on the original owner of the trench coat man immediately.

It's also a cycle of cause and effect, so let's die as it deserves.

Blowing lightly the diffuse gunsmoke, Aven inserted the two guns into his waist, retrieved the long sword he had thrown out to confuse the man in the trench coat, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Huh, this is a rejuvenating potion for anomalies?"

The eye suddenly spotted a potion bottle on the ground, and the mystical knowledge he had already accumulated allowed him to easily distinguish the type of remaining elixir.

"No wonder the 'Potion of Sleep' didn't do much for this guy.

It should be because of the previous tendency to lose control, taking the 'Awakening Elixir', although the solution to the 'Sleeping Potion' is not quite right, but it also removes the effect.

I see, so I thought that the potion I had so hard to prepare would not work on the extraordinary. ”

After solving the doubts in his heart, he returned to the ground, and the original people in the bar were lying on the ground.

Long before entering the basement, Aivan, who thought that everyone had been tricked, combed through all the people who had fallen asleep in the bar.

The first evil "old hyena" directly broke his neck after being tortured, and the little minion who didn't have many bad deeds broke an arm with skill, which didn't affect his future life at the same time, it was difficult to do evil again.

And most importantly...

After dealing with the members of the "Bloody Hand Gang" entrenched here, they also swept away their treasures by the way. Even if they are left alone, these money and treasures will be confiscated by the city guards who come later, and finally end up in their own money bags.

So there is no psychological pressure, don't take it for nothing.

Among the rich harvests, in addition to a large number of golden lions and large golden tickets, what interested Ewen the most were a few bottles of potions in delicate crystal bottles.

With his current knowledge, he couldn't tell the kind of them, but with his intuition, these potions were the biggest takeaway from the trip.

As for the ordinary drinkers who happened to drink here if they were unlucky, Aven ignored them, and let them lie on the floor and fall asleep, and their belongings were not touched at all.

Evan himself is not a judge or other law enforcer, but he also has his own set of rules of conduct, punishing evil appropriately and strictly abiding by his own bottom line.

As long as it is breached once, the bottom line will only get lower and lower, and in the end, it will become negative like these abominable bastards!

At this point, this stronghold has been directly destroyed, and the "Bloody Hand Gang" wants to rebuild it, but it really takes a lot of effort.

Moreover, Evan had already tortured the tavernkeeper and the "old hyena" who was also a cadre of the "Bloody Hand Gang" about several other properties in "Newinn Harbor".

Provoke yourself, a messenger of justice, and be so rich... Ahem... Cross out!

It is very difficult to say whether they will have the energy to recover here in the future.

Fluttering Ridge –

With the birds flapping their wings and carrying the suitcase they had rediscovered, Evan turned and left the neighborhood.