Chapter 12: The Fiery Chase (3)

Ibrahim secretly said that it was dangerous.

The inhabitants of the Aaram Peninsula believe in the Assasin religion, which is divided into more than a dozen branches, large and small, among which only the Assasin sect is known for its assassination, and no matter which faction is in power, no matter which faction actually controls the area, there will always be only one attitude towards Assasin.

Kill.

Anyone who dares to offer help and support to Assasin, kill.

If Nibali is bitten to death Assasin's identity, things will be too big for herself, and she won't be able to save her at all, and her father Akiz won't be able to hold back, and maybe he will be implicated.

And Duck took action, and everything was settled. Because there is no such person as Hassan, as long as she can successfully escape from the pursuit of the Holy Guardian Army, Uncle Lachiz is the only one who is unlucky.

Thinking of this, Ibrahim's agitated mood quickly calmed down, and then a wave of guilt rose in his heart, sorry Dark, I can't help you, hurry up!

At this time, Duck was racing against time to contact Riley: "Riley, what's going on with this Assasin and the Holy Army of the Guardians?"

According to the information given by George, Assasin is a very bad Assassin order, but it has a good reputation among the common people. The composition of the Holy Guardian Army is more complex, with some people from each tribe, similar to the Inquisition of the Inquisition of Doland. They and Assasin are mortal enemies. Brother, get out quickly, don't mess around!"

George said, "I don't think it's necessarily a bad thing, Dark, this is a good opportunity to get close to the Assasin Sect!

Duck was very depressed: "Doesn't anyone care about my safety?"

"I have full confidence in my invention. ”

β€œ...... Why don't you say that you have full confidence in my strength, forget it, you mean that I will follow this girl?"

"Yes. Go ahead, Isabella, I'll explain it to you. Feel free to get in touch. There was a passenger flying carpet outside the back door, and they should not know what was going on inside, so they escaped through the back door with the girl as soon as possible. Also, bad news, there are about one hundred and twenty heavily armed camel cavalry on their way to your side. ”

"Damn it, what about Ibrahim?"

"He's made it clear that he's not from the Assasin sect, and the Holy Cathars won't do anything to him. Run. ”

"Understood. After saying that, Duck turned off the team and chatted, got up slowly, and looked coldly at the leading black-armored warrior, "My wife is from Assasin? ”

A large cloud of sand and dust rose outside the door, and the camel cavalry that had come to support the Holy Protector arrived.

The black-armored warrior glanced back and smiled proudly: "It seems that you have also been deceived, since it is your wife, then look at it, is the ring finger of her left hand still there?"

Nibari hid her left hand behind her in one fell swoop.

Duck was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked in the team chat: "What's the situation with the ring finger of the left hand?"

George replied briefly: "The assassin has a hidden blade in his left hand, and his left little finger is bent to control the sword, and the left ring finger will block the sword, so they are all cut." But ......"

Dark's heart was cold, it's over, looking at her performance, it must be the one who is Assasin.

Nibari stepped forward: "This lord, you said that Assasin people don't have a left ring finger, right?"

"Hmph, you can't hide it if you want to, you rotten rats in the shadows!"

Nibari calmly raised her left hand, her fingers full.

The sneer of the black-armored warrior choked in his throat at once.

He sneered and replaced it with Nibari: "It's ridiculous! Can you judge an assassin by whether you have a finger or not? It was the twelfth century, and the design and production of the Hidden Blade were not up to par. Now we don't have to cut off our fingers!"

The black-armored samurai laughed, "I see! I've learned a lot moreβ€”'we'? arrest me!"

Duck really wanted to slap this stupid girl out, he was very shrewd just now, why did he suddenly make a fool?

Dak dragged Ibrahim along, and the sharp Yatai dry knife pressed tightly against his neck: "Don't move!

Ibrahim quietly gave Dak a thumbs up from behind and bent towards the back door, signaling to flee through the back door.

The black-armored warrior snorted coldly: "Do you think you can escape by taking hostages? It seems that you have been deceived, in this way, you take down that Assasin female cousin, what kind of beauty is not in the Holy Army of Apologetics?"

Darker ignored him, held Ibrahim hostage, and retreated to the back door step by step, and Nibari ran to the back door first, opened the door, and waited anxiously for Dark.

There was no ambush at the back door, and as soon as he went out, Duck saw Teddy waving madly in this direction, and the flying carpet was already floating in the air, ready to slip away at any time. Dak was overjoyed and kicked Ibrahim in the ass, kicking him through the door.

The back door was narrow, and Ibrahim grew in size, huddled together in the hallway, as if he was flashing his waist, and snorted in pain, blocking the black-armored warrior and his men. By the time they dragged him up, Duck and the others were long gone.

The black-armored warrior sneered, "And the flying carpet wants to escape from Umlim Harbor?" he said and turned back to his subordinates, "Brothers, leave the arrest to the port patrol team, they should also arrive." Let's go to Lachiz Manor and have fun!"

A group of subordinates responded with a bang.

Teddy buckled his windbreakers and grabbed the rope of the flying carpet with both hands, whizzing through the narrow alleys, moving deftly from side to side, flashing the occasional open windows on either side.

The howling of the wind like the neighing of a war horse, and the anxiety and excitement of being chased by a dog's leg stimulated a large amount of adrenaline, and Matedi felt as if he had returned to the time when he was in the Autumn Dune Flying Carpet Race.

You scumbags, eat dirt behind grandpa!

He flew almost into high spirits, and the two poor worms behind him were about to vomit.

The continuous short changes of direction and violent swings had shaken the skeletons of Dak and Nibali, and if they hadn't stabbed the safety rope at Teddy's request before climbing onto the flying carpet, they would have been thrown out.

Behind him, a group of port patrols, also in hot pursuit with flying carpets.

Martedi didn't know what had happened after he went out, and he looked back triumphantly and shouted: "How is it? Don't worry, even if the Ibrahim family is powerful and the patrol team is transferred, don't want to catch grandpa! Don't worry, grandpa has already covered the flying carpet number plate!"

Ignoring the paranoid paranoia, Duck asked Nibali with difficulty, "You, why ......"

Nibari replied with the same difficulty: "There is a traitor, I, sacrificed, and I have to find outβ€”who are you?"

"Hassan. ”

"Lying. I don't know you. ”

Ma Teddy in front of him was stupid and turned his head sharply: "You are not husband and wife?"

The two nodded together.

Martedi shouted, "Why are the patrolmen chasing you?"

Duck pointed to Nibali, and Nibari to herself: "Assasin!"

Matedi almost broke down and cried, "Holy Lord, Holy Lord, I am a law-abiding and good citizen, and I occasionally sneak a flying carpet race, and I will not have anything to do with Assasin-"

Before the words fell, an anchor-tipped hook spear with a wire hanging from behind shot from behind, Matedi didn't have time to summon the Holy Lord's help, he stepped on it with his right foot, and dragged it fiercely with his left hand, and the flying carpet slammed sixty degrees to the right, and the anchor-tipped hook spear flew through the gap on the left side that flashed out.

There was a hissing of the amplified magic circle from behind: "Listen to the flying carpet in front, stop immediately, and you can be captured, I can give you a decent death!"

Duck asked, "What's a decent way to die?"

"The head of the car is pounded, and then tied to the dunes to dry!"

Duck shuddered.

Teddy turned his face, glared angrily, clenched his steel teeth, and said from between his teeth: "You two bastards......"

Before the word "egg" could be spoken, Duck and Nibari pointed behind him at the same time and shouted, "Clothes pole!"

Martedi turned his head sharply, and he saw that there was a privately built sundeck in front of him, and a clothes pole was leaning out, just across the flying carpet route!

The three of them yelled at the same time: "Ahhh