Even at night, the business of Drunkard's Hammer was still booming, and Bill had been here for a long time.

With the last glass of yellow ale poured out in his hand, Bill pointed to his shoulders and staggered out of the door, sitting down in the doorway like a drunken drunkard.

The pedestrians were busy, and Bill leaned against the door, which only attracted the attention of the next few people, and then no one looked at him again.

The taste of drinking seems to be wonderful, but there is concern in the heart, not so enjoyable, and on the street corner, Bill is like a beggar for his life.

Drinking astringent wine, watching the moon rise little by little.

Look, look, the crimson moon is approaching, and the night is completely enveloped.

The active energy swept Bill away.

Pupil technique, like the moon, and the lunar disk, like the eye.

It reflects all the people and things around it.

This feeling is like being drunk alone, like a long sleep, hazy, and everything is clear.

When did you become so depressed again?

It's like a person standing in the clouds, you can see it, but you can't touch it.

Kalamanda, there are really a lot of masters?!

How can there be monsters?

That person? Something familiar.

At this moment, one figure after another was completely held in the palm of Bilto's hand, and he was allowed to pick and pick and swing around.

Bill smiled and poured himself another bitter sip of wine.

The Kuroki Bow and the White Ghost Mask are the witchers who have been in contact with him, and that's him! That's right.

"It's really everyone who ran here"

With his eyes sweeping, Bill continued to search for Fiona's traces, and he did not miss a single place, but searched extremely carefully, not missing a single trace.

A strong man who was also drinking wine, also took advantage of his free time to walk out of the tavern to let off steam, he looked at the drunkard sitting on the ground at the door and was very eye-catching, thinking of the events of the day, and his mood suddenly became bad.

Taking two steps forward, he kicked the scruffy drunkard, and when he saw that he was unresponsive, he looked around, and seeing that there was no one around, he drew a short serrated knife with a round curling blade.

Where there is no restraint, people are going to die, they are dead, and no one will bother with the dead, especially in such a messy tavern, and the dead people will not even affect the nature of everyone's drinking.

Until he grabbed Bill's head and wanted to give him a gentle knife, he saw Bill's scarlet eyes, cold and cloudy eyes, and indifference without a trace of expression.

Bill didn't bother him, but sighed to himself, pushed the man away, and walked out into the street.

The strong man stood stunned for a long time before he heard the voice of his companion calling, and he reacted.

Bill came to a dark corner where he saw not Fiona, but a female apprentice from the Laurent family, who had been blocked by a group of people.

This man, Bill had seen her once, and that was the same carriage that Bill had followed seven days earlier.

Bill walked silently to the depths of the corner, and then randomly found a dark stone on the side of the road and sat down.

The seven people in front of them, who looked like local gangsters, blocked a girl who looked weak, and they just wanted to flirt, they were not very old, but they were not small, and they dared to do such a thing by avoiding the patrol soldiers at night.

Bill looked at it for a while, but still found that they were blocked there, you said everything to me, spoke disrespectfully, and even humiliated and coerced the female students, all the while making her curl up on the cold wall, and there was no way to avoid it.

Bill still had a small barrel of ale in his hand, and he looked bored, so he leisurely poured himself a small sip.

It wasn't loud, but it was enough to alarm those in front.

"I'm sorry, I swept your Yaxing." Bill staggered to his feet, waved his hand with a smirk, and then turned to leave.

All of the seven looked at each other for a while, and then suddenly two people stepped forward and stopped Bill.

"I'm just passing by," Bill said, belching in passing.

"Bill! It's me! Bill! ”

In the corner, I didn't see the beautiful girl, but there was a real hoarse cry for mercy, but after two sounds, the voice naturally weakened and could not be maintained.

The two short iron rods were already in the hands of the two people who stopped Bill.

One of them pointed to the man they had blocked in the corner, then shook the iron rod in his hand.

"I drank a little too much, sorry, I went to the wrong place" Bill didn't want to see death or not save her, on the contrary, he was able to come here just for this female student, he hadn't found Fiona yet, but he was delayed by such a thing, Bill just wanted to let her try the taste of being abandoned before saving her.

But Bill couldn't leave, but was blocked into a corner by the two of them.

In this way, in the corner of the wall, there was one more person standing Bill.

"Help me" The girl looked at Bill pitifully with her eyes, silently asking for help, but Bill was like she couldn't see, she turned a blind eye, and she didn't feel it at all.

These people seem to know what is illegal, so there are some things they dare not do, but the unexpected arrival of Bill makes them come up with a more cruel way to vent.

Bill leaned limply against the wall, and suddenly someone was almost wrapped around his shoulders.

The other six people just surrounded the two of them, did not speak, and did not come forward.

"Hey, you're not drinking less, are you?"

"Of course, I drank it for a day!" Bill lifted his glass, a smile of satisfaction written on his face.

"Drunk so much? Is there anything you'd like to do, such as?? Bill, who was still a little conscious, hinted at the poor girl who was bound on the ground, and then smiled lewdly.

Bill scratched his eyebrows and said with emotion, "She's really beautiful." ”

"Then brother, you can do it without worry! A few brothers give you the wind at the door, anyway, in the middle of the night, no one knows what you did, and when it comes to the morning, everyone disperses, and everyone goes their own way, and no one can find anyone. ”

"Sounds good." Bill looked down and glanced at her, and the girl's humiliated eyes were full of resentment, and the deep emotion reflected made Bill's heart throb slightly.

Seven people, indeed scattered a little, to the two of them out of the open space, looking like a good show, think about it, this drunkard who drank too much will not let them down, today you must be able to see a very wonderful and fragrant scene, tomorrow morning can also report outsiders to do evil to get a considerable bonus, of course, if you don't want a bonus, you need to secretly deal with the two, and then hide.

The schoolgirl's hands and feet were tied, and her mouth was sealed, so she could only stare at Bill with resentment, and she stared at Bill very uncomfortably.

"What else do you see, as you say, I'm a complete bad person." Bill sat down relaxed, ignoring the crowd around them.

The girl's eyes were even more angry, she didn't plan to forgive this bad guy for the rest of her life!

But Bill's words made her stunned for a second, and there was a glimmer of hope for survival in her heart.

"Do you want me to save you? Apologize to me and put me in a better mood. Bill looked up at the sky, his hand reaching for his lower back.

Bill didn't untie the tape that sealed her mouth, and this female student turned out to be clever, she knew Bill's strength, but she didn't believe in Bill's character, but now this is the only choice, she struggled to turn over without hesitation, regardless of humiliation, prostrate at Bill's feet, and buckle her head again and again, her originally clean and fair pretty face was glued to a lot of black dust on the ground, and her smooth forehead was even more dredged.

Two seconds later, Bill put his hand on her, and whispered, "You have to pay back what you did wrong, you know?" Silly kid"

The days of wandering the knife, the consciousness of no repentance, and the displacement of the past, made him deeply aware of such a truth.

Bill looked up at the circle of people who were already stunned.

"You don't need to pay it back."

The corners of Bill's indifferent mouth twitched, and he slowly raised his pistol.

Slowly, a shot was fired, a gunshot rang out, and in the middle of the door, one person fell, and six people panicked and fled, and Bill was unhurried with six shots in succession, and no one was spared.

No matter how fast a man escapes, he can't get faster than a bullet.

"What are you crying about? You're crying, and you're here alone. The girl had no bloody little face, and she cried so white that Bill's heart was a little uncomfortable.

Bill didn't bother to untie the ropes from her, but reached out rudely, grabbed the figure around his waist, and left.

People kill if they want to, even if they have a reason, they don't want to explain.