"Although you are also a member of the campaign of the Special Operations Vanguard, I will not kill you, take this card, and hope that you can continue to live in the campaign......"

Card Master stepped in front of Bill first, separating the two of them from the smell of gunpowder, and he was more than happy to give Bill a chance to live.

"Hehe, have you mastered such a strong team?"

Bill got up and sarcastic, he really had enough of those times!

"So, we're hunting down those who don't follow the rules, you've seen what I'm capable of! They can't escape! Trist said confidently, looking at the embarrassed Bill.

Bill's clothes were torn and torn in the battle, and his body showed a body of energy fusion, if Bill hadn't treated his injuries earlier, his current body would be less arms and legs, and the severely deformed or incomplete body was almost all made of energy, and the flesh and blood became extremely inconspicuous.

"There must have been a lot of deaths." Bill twitched the corners of his eyebrows and looked back with a sigh.

"In the future, there will be more deaths......" Trist also looked up, but instead of sighing like Bill, he smiled softly.

"You see?" Bill doesn't believe Trist can see into the future, but he sees it with his own eyes.

Trist didn't say anything, looked at Bill carefully, and then withdrew his gaze: "Whatever?" Take this card and do what you need to do. ”

Bill took the card, put it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it.

Is it a definite address, or the most dangerous depths of the barren forest, and Bill said lightly: "If I quit?" What will happen? ”

"Not good!" Trist shook his head.

"Kill me now?" Bill snorted coldly.

"Good to know?" Trist also pulled the corners of his mouth, slowly hooking up, Bill's interest, so that he didn't have to bother to speak.

"What exactly are you plotting?" Bill hesitated, frowned and asked,

"Only if you live can you be qualified to know."

"I think, I already know......" Bill tore up the small address card, he had the place in his heart.

The conversation between the two is gone.

Seeing that Trist was no longer talking, Graves rolled over with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Come on! Settle our scores, stinky boy! Graves didn't have a cannon, but he raised his fist and smashed it into Bill's head.

"Don't grind, like a."

Born on Pirate Island, that group of people always like to talk with their fists.

Just like now, Bill didn't even see what was going on before he was knocked to the ground by Graves with a few punches.

Graves' fists are so powerful that even if Bill is now an energy creature, he has the illusion that his whole body is falling apart.

One after another, Bill didn't even have a chance to resist.

The card master looked at such a scene and sanently did not intervene.

Graves punched him for a while, and when he saw that Bill was really resistant, he looked around, took two steps to the side, and leaned over to pick up a large rock.

The huge rock was picked up by him, and it weighed two hundred pounds, to say the least.

As soon as Bill caught his breath, he saw the shocking scene, and if he was smashed, Bill assured that he would be in a different place and his limbs separated.

The huge rock was lifted by Graves and then fell.

This pressure made Bill feel like a mountain was falling on him.

Between the hairs, Bill gritted his teeth and rolled sideways with all his might.

'Bang-'

Several feet of rock, smashed on the paving boulders, blasting up a cloud of rubble and powder.

Countless small sharp stones crumbled, and no one was spared.

The card master just casually turned his body twice, and completely dodged the small stones that were shot, and Graves waved his big hand, slapping the two crumbling stones, and raised the hand cannon unconcernedly.

Unlucky, only Bill ......

His body was instantly scratched with countless scars, and even a few pieces were inserted into his flesh.

"Graves! You wait for me! As soon as Bill's words fell, a huge cannon barrel was ushered in.

The flames sprung up, and a tongue of fire erupted.

"Bang-"

Violent sound, Bill, lying on the ground, was hit perfectly.

The flames of the explosion flashed for a second, and sparks appeared all over the ground.

Bill, who was blown up from ashes, was buried by sparks and earth and rock almost instantly.

"It's still not light or heavy......" Trist shook his head, glanced at the dusty ground, shook his clothes, and turned away.

Graves spat the ground before he followed with a half-broken cigarette in his mouth, leaving behind an arrogant and majestic back.

And all was silent.

Three days passed in a flash.

The serpentine capital on the left bank, since the day of the fight, has become frequent, and the people are panicked.

The streets are dilapidated, and there are many dilapidated buildings...... These have no one to repair and clean up the aftermath, and people are busy with another thing, immigration!

Transfer from the silent Left Bank area to the calm Right Bank.

They had to do it because ......

There were too many people who died, yes, more and more residents were assassinated to death from that day.

The chengguan guards have become corpse pickers.

The local chief executive ran away early.

There is no doubt that an assassination squad has lurked in this incomplete ultra-small city.

The residents who die unexpectedly every day are exactly what they do!

Everyone sat in fear with nightmares, for fear that someone would be stabbed to death at some point......

In addition to these, there are many people who go missing every day, and there is no doubt that they have been robbed and no one knows their fate.

The ordinary and incompetent city armament, several attempts to probe are in vain, and they can only wait for rescue.

Compared to the quiet right-hand side of the city, the migration of all people is wisely chosen.

The port wharf, merchant and passenger ships are always crowded with ferries.

Loaded with people and property.

Things are already very serious.

But the rescue team sent by the government is still far away.

Far water can't quench the thirst of the near, so more people have given up waiting.

When Bill reappeared here, he saw such a desolate scene, and even fires kept burning in several places, burning incessantly, and the smoke in the air began to choke.

For three days, Bill was still alive.

On that day, after being hit by a gunpowder grenade, Bill was blown out of a large empty hole in his chest and lost his strength.

At that time, Bill really thought he was going to die, but after a long time of not being conscious, his body began to revive again, and Bill was happy. When he had some strength, he picked up the mound of dirt and lay down on the unbearable avenue after the war.

At that time, Bill's body, he himself felt scary, and even reminded him of the familiar word 'zombie'.

Anyway, Bill wasn't dead yet.

The slowly reviving seed energy was slowly manipulated by him to heal his body.

And after lying quietly for a few nights, Bill was fine.

For three days, no one passed by here, and it is estimated that what happened here scared many people, and Bill smiled bitterly and returned today.

Following the seed energy in Nadia's body, Bill arrives at a quiet old alley wine shop.

Here, they only sell alcohol, but they never deliberately solicit customers.

A little hairy child, looking from the corner of the wall behind him, saw Bill, who was dressed in rags, turned around and ran away in panic.

"What happened?" Since coming here, Bill has seen a huge change in the place, full of quirkiness.

Looking at the shops with their doors open not far away, the old dark wooden buildings, combined with the quiet environment, made him notice a noticeable difference here, it was the observation of a keen hunter.

Nadia is a very cute girl and very likable.

And Jane, Bill also hopes that she can live in peace.

Ever since he became ruthless, Bill has cherished the people he knows.

"No matter what happens......"

Bill shook the corners of his clothes, regardless of his current embarrassed image, and walked forward without hesitation.

Approaching the small wine shop, antique, everything seemed to be as usual, the shopkeeper leaned behind the counter, looked at the customer, and then ignored the greeting.

The table was clean, and Bill sat down first.

The ordinary atmosphere is in strong contrast with the chaotic world outside, and this kind of normality seems abnormal.

"What wine?"

The shopkeeper ignored Bill's answer, and didn't look at Bill's beggar-like outfit.

"I don't drink." Bill said flatly, tilting his head in the direction of the back room, trying to see something.

According to his seed energy, Nadia is in the backyard, and he can't find Jane, so he can only find Nadia first.

"Looking for someone?"

Bill's move, not hidden, the shopkeeper squinted, then poured himself a glass of blue wine and placed it on the counter.

"Still, ...... to take orders"

During this time, the killers came and went frequently, so the order-taking mode here became relaxed, so he mistakenly misunderstood Bill, because too many people came to him to take business, assassination business, so so many people died outside, so many people came here to take orders, so the lazy boss wondered if he had become a public place here, okay! Even if someone finds out here, it has nothing to do with him, not only is he not afraid, but he is very down-to-earth.

Bill was confused, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, and before he could figure out what to do, there was a sudden movement outside.

A team of City Watch guards swaggered into the room.

"It's so unlucky, it's so hard to find a secluded place to steal a leisure."

A team of five, led by the captain, entered the house, swept the strange Bill in surprise, and then silently pulled the team to choose a table farthest from Bill.

Bill's heart was dumbfounded, and he turned his head to look at the boss at the counter, only to see him suddenly smile, like a chuckle, as if sneering.

Bill covered his eyes with his hands, shook his head and yawned.

At the back of the house, a handsome young man dressed in white walked out.

"This is the last rye wine." An antique wooden wedge wine tray was put down by the man, and he explained apologetically.

With so much going on lately, it's really not easy to get a new drink, and when everyone is gone, who will do business honestly.

The Chengguan guard nodded understandingly, waved his hand and ignored him.

The handsome man didn't leave, but walked over to Bill with a soft smile.

If there is no dialogue, he will sit directly in front of Bill.

Bill looked at him coldly, silent.

"Why don't you drink something?"

Bill crossed his arms, "If it's blood, is there any of it?" ”

"This is a wine shop, my brother just wants to drink, how can there be? I wonder if the blood under you can satisfy you? The man was slightly stunned, then smiled.

"It's a little salty, but you can taste it." Bill looked at his smile, not gentle, only cold.

After a moment of silence, the man turned his hand, and a white pottery bowl appeared directly.

With a swipe of his finger, he scratched a wound on his wrist.

Tick-tock, blood dropping.

The counter owner turned a blind eye and rested on his back chair.

And the group of chengguan squads are completely blind, drinking a little wine leisurely over there.

A bowl full of red blood was pushed in front of Bill.

"Mr. wants to take orders, is it an external order or an internal order?" The man's expression was as usual, and his eyebrows were still the same.

"Hmph-" Bill sneered, looked at the blood wine in front of him, and didn't answer.

What is the difference between human blood and animal blood?

Holding out his sleeveless arm, Bill picked up the bowl.

I put it on the tip of my nose and sniffed it, it was very fishy.

Bill licked his lips, glanced at the man, and then lowered his head and took a small bite.

Like, it's no different.

People will die, and so will animals.

They have the same blood, the same bones, the same bodies, the same minds......

A small mouthful of blood is not fun.

When Bill was thirsty, he drank the blood in the bowl.

"I'm looking for someone, it's a girl, maybe a few. Hand them over to me, and I will pay no attention to your affairs. ”

Wiping the blood from his mouth, Bill's eyes didn't blink.

Ordinary people can't see blood, let alone drink blood, and people who drink blood are the people who kill, the kind of warriors on the tip of the knife, and they are a suitable identity here.

"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows and said leisurely: "Are you here to make trouble?" ”

Bill's pupils shrank, although the anger of being bullied two days ago had not yet been digested, but he knew that now was not the time to mess around. "Nope! I only need people, otherwise, I will kill. ”

The man laughed. "Really?"

Then he slowly stood up, pointed at the chengguan team behind him with great fanfare, and laughed wantonly, "You don't think that those wastes can help you!" ”

Such a noise immediately attracted the attention of the group of chengguan, and when they heard it, they nervously stood up one by one and looked around, and when they saw the man speaking, they became angry one by one.

"Hey, there's poison in that wine, go find a place where you can be found and die! lest there be no place to die......

As the man's words fell, the guards over there seemed to be pinched by the throat, unable to say a word, with painful expressions, and kneeling down one by one and rolling their eyes.

Within a few moments, they were all gone.

"It's so fast, it's boring." The man laughed enough, and then looked at Bill again.

"It's really boring."

The weak are really as manipulated as ants.

The man suddenly tapped his finger on the table and suddenly said, "Hey! Listen, your blood is poisonous, too. ”

"Really?" Bill's expression didn't move, and he glanced at the wine cabinet owner who was still sleeping lightly.

"Why aren't you afraid?" The man was puzzled, and Bill's cold appearance puzzled him, and a trace of uneasiness rose.

"Well, you can stab me and you'll understand." Bill looked like he was going to believe me, and swaggered back in his chair with his arms folded.

The sharp blade of the snow sleek, and as soon as Bill's words fell, it secretly shot out from under the table.

"It's a mystery." The man glanced at the sneer, watching the rapier sink into Bill's chest.

"Idiot ......"

Bill shook his head, then erupted and kicked the table over.

The huge force overturned the table and lifted the man away.

In a flash of light, Bill followed, stomping on the table with one foot on all fours.

There was a crackling sound of bones shattering, making it impossible for the people under the table to struggle.

Indifferently pulling out the thin sword in his chest, Bill looked at the bloodless tip of the sword, closed his eyes, and nailed the sword of the person below to the ground across the table.

All of this happened suddenly, in just a few breaths.

Bill turned his head and saw that the shopkeeper had actually pressed a secret mechanism, and a small black hole secret passage suddenly appeared under him.

Before he could shrink down and climb inside, Bill arrived first.

Through the huge counter, Bill pulled him out with one hand.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the boss, Bill kicked and smashed the counter, and with a heavy kick, he kicked the wooden hard counter to pieces, blocking the small secret passage.

Letting go of his hand, Bill dropped him on the ground and spread his hands.

"I've been unpleasant to your eyes for a long time, can't you run now?"

Seeing that he didn't reply, Bill stepped forward and stepped down, crushing one of his shoulder bones.

The boss tried to scream, but Bill stopped him with a word.

"If you scream, my jaw will be crushed."

The pain in the shopkeeper's shoulder caused him to quickly dye large beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Hang Erlang, I don't have the consciousness of being a boss at all! Tell me, where is the person I'm looking for. ”

The man's other intact hand trembled and pointed to the small courtyard at the back door.

"It's good to be obedient early, what kind of tricks to play......"

Bill walked over him without paying attention to it, striding across the backyard.

Clean compound, empty, not even a single clutter.

Bill clenched his fists and tried to go back to settle accounts with the cunning shopkeeper, but he didn't stop until he sensed his seed energy.

But after such a delay, the cunning shopkeeper got up and staggered away with his discarded arm.

Bill walked over to a wall and looked at the smooth surface.

"And the organs?"

Bill scratched his eyebrows and punched him unexpectedly.

The walls are slightly sunken.

Bill's eyes narrowed slightly, and his fists slammed into the wall one after another.

Nadia, a lovely girl, still has some weight in Bill's heart, and Bill doesn't want anything to happen to her.

Nadia seems to have a sister by her side!

They had to be rescued sooner.

The wall with the secret door was savagely carved out of a small hole under Bill's thumping.

Bill immediately ducked in.

Before I could fully enter it, I smelled a strong medicinal smell.

In front of Bill's eyes, there was a pool of vanilla, very fragrant.

In the small waterhole, a familiar delicate figure was weak and haggard, submerged and locked in the waterhole, with only one head exposed on the water, blindfolded eyes, looking panicked, and Nadia turned pale when she heard Bill come in.

"It's good that you're not dead."