Chapter 32: The Phantom of the Camp

The four of them chatted for almost the whole night before they rested, Mihawk woke up and shook his head that was not yet awake, but his stomach was screaming, so he woke up others by the way, took the lead in going downstairs to eat, walked to the staircase, and went up to the fifth floor, but this time there was no one to stop him, Mihawk was surprised, and called Xiao Er to know that Clay and others had set off early in the morning.

Mihawk asked, "Do you have any words or letters left?" ”

"This, the villain doesn't know, but I'll go and ask Childe about it."

Mihawk stretched out his hand to stop Xiao Er and said, "No need, just ask, you can prepare a meal for four people for us." ”

Shaking his head, he felt that he had been inexplicably obsessed with the past two days. "Mihawk, why are you, didn't your kid come down first, go up to find that old man?" Kara's voice woke Mihawk to find that the three had already made a table, just waiting for him to arrive.

Quirrell took a bite of food and said, "This time, we can be said to be busy for nothing, except for a good impression of a bastard, we have almost nothing to gain, after eating this meal, let's also leave early, back to Cranburg to report." ”

Mihawk almost answered that it was not for nothing, but fortunately he held back in time, shook his head, and focused on the roast goose in front of him again.

It was late at night when they returned to Fort Clan, and the entire boys' regiment was darkly lit and apparently asleep. The four of them tiptoed back to the camp first, but suddenly a voice came: "You four are back?" Where to go for a few days, and not with my brothers. ”

The four of them were startled and found that a figure covered with grass rose from the ground, and the already round figure was more like a round ball at this time, it was the little fat man Jason. Quirrell slapped his head and wailed, "Oops, forgot something important. ”

The other four looked at him, their faces full of confusion and solemnity, and they didn't know what important things they had forgotten.

"I threw the souvenir I bought on the corner and forgot to get it back."

There was a burst of boos, apparently no one was convinced. The crowd booed goodbye to Karn and returned to the camp.

I was about to go back to sleep separately when I suddenly noticed a black shadow flashing by. The four of them glanced at each other, and they knew that it was not an illusion, so they each pulled out their weapons and scattered in all directions, faintly forming a semicircle to enclose the place where the black shadow disappeared in the middle, and then turned into the camp and carefully looked inward.

Quirrell removed the spears from his back, and his eyes kept turning for a black shadow that could be used, but the black shadow never appeared again as if it were an illusion, and just as Quirrell was about to suspect that all the four of them saw was a cat, a figure flashed out of Paul's tent again. Quirrell was only ten steps away from the handsome tent at this time, and it happened to be in the blind spot of the black shadow's vision, holding two guns without hesitation to stab out one shot, this gun was extremely fast but there was almost no sound of breaking the wind, until it was only a few feet away from the back of the man's heart, that person finally felt the crisis, but he did not panic, only moved the tail of the saber slightly, it was almost impossible to block the tip of the spear, and the whole person flew away with the help of force, obviously unwilling to fight. Mihawk's long sword felt at the right time, the long sword swallowed left and right like a spiritual snake, forcing the man in black back to the place, the man in black had not yet stood firm, a big axe swept across with a great sound of breaking the air, the man in black finally pulled out the long sword, and also swept out, incredibly almost clinging to the big axe and slid diagonally, Andrew gave birth to a feeling that if he didn't let go, his ten fingers were something else to want, and both hands let go of the axe at the same time, and kicked at the tail of the axe, the axe was a lot faster, and went straight to the man in black.

The man in black was about to kick the axe away again, Kara felt behind him like a ghost, the dagger turned out of his palm and was about to stab out, but he found that the man in black had disappeared, and only the flying axe was left in front of him. Over there, Mihawk and Quirrell were already wrapped around the man in black, one left and one right in succession. Quirrell's two guns are one, flying up and down, opening and closing, attacking head-on, while the man in black is not afraid to take all the orders, a long sword is ghostly and there is no trace, if it weren't for the Mihawk long sword beside him like a poisonous snake spitting letters, picking out the blind spots and places that must be saved, so that the man in black can't concentrate on dealing with Quirrell, Quirrell will definitely be difficult to support. And even if the two of them did their best together, the man in black was still holding the sword in one hand, and there seemed to be no pressure.

On the contrary, Quirrell is difficult to ride a tiger, although he knows that there is no hope of breaking the enemy, but he does not dare to stop, although the man in black is now unable to make ten moves, but every time he attacks, Quirrell is dripping with cold sweat, and every time he stabs out from an extremely tricky and treacherous angle. There were even a few times when Quirrell saw that he was still unable to dodge, so he could only turn sideways slightly to try to reduce the damage. At this time, Quirrell had been hit by three swords in a row, although it was not deep, but Quirrell's spirit was highly tense and did not dare to relax. The man in black swung away Quirrell's spear with a sword again, but this time the force used was extremely great, Quirrell obviously made a heavy weapon, but at this time he felt that he was holding a short dagger, so that he could not be used to swing it high, and he was no longer able to prevent it, the man in black took the opportunity to dodge and hit Quirrell out with a shoulder.

Andrew re-held the big axe, shouted, and took Quirrell's place, compared to Quirrell, Andrew's momentum was stronger by three points, and the big axe came up with the sound of breaking the wind, but the man in black seemed to have lost his patience at this time, no longer defending, the ghostly long sword did not contact the big axe at all, and continued to attack, poor Andrew's strength could not be used, and the big axe could hardly be used in a single blow, and he could only defend passively after a face.

The man in black is getting braver and braver, thinking that he will focus on Andrew, but the whole person jumps backwards, and his back crashes into the Mihawk sword net with the accuracy of a long eye, Mihawk is close to the front of him before he has time to react, and the two elbows of the man in black hit Mihawk's chest and abdomen continuously, and after Mihawk was easily repulsed, he flew forward with a flying knee, it was the moment when Andrew's blow was too late to defend, and Andrew, who was like a cow, was finally not knocked out by someone like the previous two, but it was not much better, The whole person was painfully bent like a shrimp.

Carla and Andrea Chilo finally rushed up again, the two suffered a big loss, and they didn't dare to act rashly, Andrew climbed up with difficulty, holding his stomach and feeling a burst of pain, Mihawk behind him also stood behind the man in black with a sword again, and the four of them occupied the four sides tightly, surrounding the man in black in the middle.

"Stop, it's your own people." Paul came out of the tent, stood directly in the middle of several people, and said to the man in black: "I'm sorry Lord Kyle, these four boys were sent out on a business trip, and they only came back tonight, I don't know your identity, so I started." ”