With a faint tiredness, Bill beckoned to Trist, and the lost one left.

But he wrote down the hunting of ancient beasts, as if he had seen a big monster like this, it was a monster with red tentacles, the kind that was stuck on the surface, and that time, the monster tore the ground and caused a huge movement, Bill almost thought it was an earthquake.

10,000 to 100,000, this is already enough bounty, I believe that there are already many people who are willing to take on such a task, although the risk is very high, but everyone can team up to carry it out.

Bill walked alone, and suddenly it occurred to him that his life could not be killed by ordinary methods, but those ancient beasts must have their own innate abilities, they were born with a talent for combat than humans, maybe they could really kill themselves completely.

Bill wasn't in a very good mood, and when he spent half a day waiting until dawn early this morning to return to his shop, his mood was even worse, no, it wasn't bad anymore.

Bill's eyes were full of fire, his eyes were straight, and he looked at his own mess.

Clothes racks and counters, tables, chairs and benches, all the furniture in the room were destroyed, and the huge two-story building was not a single person.

Ten fingers clenched, nails embedded in flesh and blood, the fire in his chest burned, turning into monstrous flames, and under this extreme state of mind, Bill's whole person was covered with an imperceptible dark vortex, invisible and substantial, but strangely emanated.

Stepping on the broken furniture beneath his feet, Bill sensed everyone's position.

Then he went out, and on the way out, Bill happened to run into a pair of soldiers, with wide hats on their heads, embroidered with feather emblems, which were the internal affairs regiment under the direct command of the Falcons of the Birds of Prey. Armed with shining spears and blades, swords and crossbows, they were gathering here and there, along with the leader of the leader.

"Hurry! Don't let the troublesome robbers escape"

A team of ten people gathered a large number of squads, lined up outside, and in a hurry, the integrated squads set off quickly.

Bill was in a furious mood and walked to one side, but suddenly two blind soldiers came to inspect and interrogate him, and Bill yelled angrily.

"Get out of here!"

This roar was full of energy, like thunder, and made the two dutiful soldiers stunned, but again, Bill could not leave, because his roar was too loud to attract the attention of others.

Two heavily armed squads headed straight for Bill.

The invisible vortex on the body, the exuberant seed energy under the rage, made everyone feel an invisible and substantial pressure.

All voices fell silent.

"What are you doing if you don't arrest anyone?" Bill was majestic, and his voice was extremely cold under the rage, and he was back in the days of the cold and heartless people.

Then, many people regarded Bill as a heretic, and they all raised their weapons and surrounded him nervously.

But among the captains of the two squads, there was a veteran who had been in the upper echelons of the Legion, and he recognized the son of the general of the Seventh Legion, a respected and admired old general, although he had passed away.

But before the squad leader came forward, another heroic and burly man came over, this is the person who gave the order to these squads just now, dressed in golden shining armor, a bright red cloak, and a strong and resolute face, which makes people dare not raise half a point of slackness.

Bill's gaze swept unceremoniously towards the man, his face expressionless.

This extraordinary squadron leader reminded Bill of the Viper squad that he once had a relationship with.

"What are you doing here? Are you all blind? A twisted snake whip, the squadron leader immediately whipped two squad leaders and one whip each.

"Hmph-" Bill stopped and walked straight towards the edge of the encirclement, and with the words of the squadron leader, the direction in which Bill was traveling, the soldier honestly opened a gap, allowing Bill to walk out leisurely.

"Do what you have to do! Don't waste a second! That would only give the enemy a chance to escape. ”

The squadron leader gave the order, and the two squads quickly integrated their formations and hurriedly and orderly launched the search.

On the side of the street corner, there are two people watching the play, with ordinary appearance and restrained temperament.

"Look, isn't Bill a great living man! You've seen it all, and you're not at ease. "The figure of the tiger lion is much stronger than the night blade next to him, and the whole person is wrapped in a coat, but it does not look bloated at all, if you lift this coat, you will know that he is not wearing any clothes inside, and because of the perennial ** upper body, in addition to the bronzed and strong skin, there are also explosive terrifying muscles, like a dragon mountain, with clear contours.

He is a warrior of the country, the kind that stands at the top of the soldiers of the Debang Legion, and his name is Tiger Lion.

And the former colleague is called Nightblade.

"Bill has grown up and is more like his father than he was when he was younger." Nightblade looked at Bill's distant back, a steady pace, and a heartfelt appreciation.

"After going through so much, everyone will grow up."

"Yes! So the old general did not want his son to go down our path, this road full of blood. ”

In the Legion, Bill's father is respectfully called a general, but in the eyes of other people or enemies, the old general is a blood general, a bloody killing general, and the scarlet eyes are the sacrifice of killing.

The Seventh Legion is the Killing Legion, the only sharp knife attack legion of the Iron Legion, and it is invincible, and without the Seventh Legion, the Iron Legion is a completely defensive fortress legion.

General Blood, that's Bill's father.

And the blood general said that Bill was his heir, so Bill was his heir, although this heir had never heard of his mother.

"Although it is bloody, it is the path he has chosen for himself, and we have no right to interfere."

"Although I'm old, I still remember the scene when I was with the old general, hehe, sometimes I think about this, I'm really satisfied, in this life, it's really fucking worth living."

"Even if we are old, we can secretly protect the descendants of the old general, aren't we?"

"Yes! Bill, really, is like our general. ”

"I still remember, the first time I asked the general for his order, when I received the order of the first general, I almost went crazy with joy" Nightblade sadly remembered the beginning of his journey, remembering the only failed mission in his life, and it was this mission, although it failed, it was the same as the general's approval.

"Don't you feel ashamed?"

"A little"