When the three of Darker pounced on the warband, several miles away in the office of the head of the defense department of Umlim Harbor, several Arabic men were closely watching their every move.

"It was these three men who assassinated Big Burca. A man with a large body and a gloomy face said, "How can an ordinary flying carpet master be able to play a flying carpet carrying passengers to such a level? ”

The director, Hatim, was a kind-faced red-faced Humpty Dumpty, and he laughed: "How did I hear that the Assasin party members who assassinated Big Berca were three men, and they had committed suicide by poisoning." ”

There was a humane next to him: "It costs six or seven hundred dinars to charge the magic energy of the passenger flying carpet once, and the ability to jump up and down with the air flow is the mastery of the emperors to save magic energy, and everyone who has more than ten years of driving experience will be able to do it." None of the young people who play racing have a lot of money in their pockets, and changing the core of magic energy is like drinking water, and it is understandable that they don't understand this, but, Imad, if we don't understand these patrols that are all over the streets all day long, is it not okay?"

Imad sneered: "You mean, I opened my eyes and said nonsense and wronged these three guys?"

The man snorted coldly in his nostrils and stopped talking.

Seeing that the other party was dumbfounded, Imad became even more arrogant: "Even if these three people are not the real murderers, but the girl among them is Assasin, there is no doubt about it! She must have something to do with this assassination," he said, throwing a piece of paper on the table: "This is a wanted warrant from the Holy Guardian Army, Director, sign it." Deliver as soon as possible. ”

Hatim reluctantly snorted: "Brother Imad, now the facts are unclear, this kind of wanted warrant is issued to slap us in the face, besides, the patrol belongs to the administrative part, and the Guardian Holy Army belongs to the religious affairs part, when can they act on our behalf and issue a wanted warrant?"

"Now the port is in charge of the Holy Army of Religious Protectors, and the situation is stronger than people, besides, in the past, weren't the religious affairs and administration all together?"

"Yes, and then under the guise of missionary service, he fought with Doland, and both were defeated, and the people were destitute. ”

Imad slapped the wanted warrant in front of the director: "It's useless to say this, sign it, or not sign it!"

"Okay, I'll sign it, but, Brother Imad, there are some things that don't go back. ”

"Thank you Director for reminding me, I remember - sign it. ”

At this time, Duck didn't know that he had become a wanted criminal, and he was anxiously calling for George over and over again, but there seemed to be something wrong with the slime earbuds, and no matter how he shouted, there was no sound in them except for the rustling noise.

Damn, at this critical juncture, it actually broke down?

He was stunned, and there were a lot of red and yellow interlaced lines in front of him!

Dangerous!

With a thud, the flying carpet shook, and a small man fell from the sky, jumped onto his flying carpet, screamed, and slashed at his head.

At the critical moment, the flying carpet shook slightly to the left, the little man was unstable, one stumbled, the knife was off, and Dak's sleeve was cut off, and Dack kicked him off the flying carpet with a kick on his buttocks.

The little man was not slow to shoot, grabbed the edge of the flying carpet, and exerted force with one arm, trying to drag himself up.

Now at this speed, at this height, once you fall, you will definitely die.

Do you want to make up for it?

Before Duck could figure it out, a cold light flashed on the right side, and Nibalie's Hidden Blade popped out, and with a sword, the four fingers of the little man grabbed the flying carpet together, and the little man fell with a scream.

"Hassan!" and Nybali and Martedi roared at the same time, "what are you stunned about!"

"No, I just-"

Martedi roared, "It's a life-and-death contest - get down!"

From the side, a sharp corner of the flying carpet was swept silently, like a blade, and shaved against the back of the trio's heads, shaving off Duck's headscarf!

While they were concentrating on the flying carpet above the front diagonal front, a purple flying carpet came over to pick up the bargain.

The blow missed, and the Flying Carpet Champion let out a long laugh, and the purple Flying Carpet immediately accelerated, opening up a distance from the Passenger Flying Carpet, and when it passed by the Flying Carpet diagonally above Dark's front, the shooter next to the Flying Carpet slammed into a flameburst.

There was one person missing on the flying carpet above the front oblique, and the warriors on the other side couldn't defend themselves, and the flame bombs fell, with a loud bang, and together with the emperor, the bones were gone, and the flying carpet turned into countless flame meteors and slowly slid down.

This is a life-and-death contest! This is a life-and-death contest!

Dark's ears echoed with Teddy's roar, but he couldn't concentrate.

The earbuds failed!

Great fear clung to him like the great claws of the devil.

For a long time, he has been accustomed to contacting his hometown anytime and anywhere, and the 1643 team is full of talents, no matter what kind of problem, as long as he gives feedback back as soon as possible, he can get a response almost immediately, so all problems will be solved.

But now, I can't get in touch!

This means escaping the siege of Alabis in isolation!

Without the support of the team, what can I do alone?

Nibali exclaimed, "Be careful!" and slashed her own safety rope with a sword.

Duck felt a surge of force, and Nibari lunged at him, knocking him down.

The purple flying carpet went around in a circle, and the second time it passed, and in the shooter's hand, he held a black short crossbow!

A cloud of blood erupted from Nibari's right shoulder, and a featherless, shiny crossbow bolt sank deep into her shoulder.

Blood splattered on Duck's face, and a few drops still fell on his lips, salty.

Teddy roared, "Hassan, what are you doing!"

Nibari pounced from right to left, the weight of the two people was pressed to the left, and the center of gravity of the flying carpet suddenly changed, and it trembled violently, and it tilted violently to the left.

Martedi yelled, "Hold on to her!"

A cruel smile tugged at the corner of the shooter's mouth.

The opponent's flying carpet is out of balance, and the speed is slow, and there is no way to adjust the posture, come on, adjust the posture in a hurry, and when you return to the right direction, it will be your time of death.

He took a deep breath and held it slightly, his hand dry and steady, and he jerked around, his gaze chasing after his passing opponent, ready to unleash a stormy covering shot.

A black shadow quickly grew larger above his head, and it was the right wing of the passenger flying carpet that rotated from top to bottom!

"No way, no no no no, no-"

Martedi didn't adjust his posture at all. He didn't use the power of the center of gravity to the left to pull the operating rope to the left!

The wide passenger-carrying flying carpet made an extremely dangerous maneuver: while keeping forward, the air flipped three hundred and sixty degrees to the left!

There was a muffled thud, and the shooter's entire head was slapped into rotten tomatoes by the slapped blanket wings, and the headless body slammed into the ground.

All the crossbow arrows were shot into the thick blanket of the passenger flying carpet, in vain.

The people who saw this scene were all stupid, it turned out that the passenger flying carpet was so good?

After a successful blow, Matedi was furious: "Hassan, you bastard...... Hassan, Hassan?"

Only Nibali herself was lying on her left, with Hassan's safety rope tied around her waist, and Hassan was gone!

Nibali exclaimed, "He's there!"

A dazzling silver arc flashes!

Hassan's severed turban had been blown away by the air, and his thick black hair was hunting and dancing in the wind, and he landed on the purple flying carpet that passed by, half-kneeling like a crouching lion, and the Yatai Gan knife in his hand was already unsheathed.

The two people behind him, the Guardian and the Guard, did not react in the slightest.

Two heads with long bloody arrows flew high!

"Death to those who stand in my way!"