"You've failed!"

On the hillside, an old man dressed in black but richly clothed stood in the shade of an ancient tree, revealing a gloomy and serious face, silently watching the battle in the castle.

The long sword was swung, and the bright sword body reflected the light from time to time, and the screams were screaming, coming from afar, and the blood was sprayed, because of the distance, it was not so bloody and terrifying.

"Strike the grass and scare the snake. The old man sat down on a stone not far away and slapped his thigh, expressing his disappointment at the waste of an opportunity.

"Seven people, not a single one came back. Another middle-aged man with gloomy eyes still stood still, continuing to observe the movement in the castle.

"You should find a group of pirates, rush straight in, and shoot and kill. You killers, a bunch of shit, shouldn't be looking for you. ”

"Your intelligence is not accurate, what do you say is only a third-order knight and a first-order magician. The two guards guarding the gate, the combat effectiveness is one as ten, and the one at the head of the wall, one move, my people are not opponents of a round. At least four knights in the castle, you underestimate the opponent too much. ”

The man at the head of the wall was knocked down, the blood of the people in the courtyard was splashed at the door, and a man who was about to flee was shot through the leg by an arrow, and then the guard who caught up with him swung his great sword, and his head rolled like a stone.

"If the wall is repaired, there will be daily sentry posts, and moats and drawbridges will work...... If you want to do it in the castle, there are no more than a hundred people, but there is no play. Invite a hundred people, but it will cost a lot of money. ”

"It's not a question of a small number of people, it's not a question of money, it's that kid has to die. The old man's words were loud.

As long as there is no shortage of money, there is no shortage of people, or there is no shortage of anything, but Yinshaling is an outlandish poor country, and there is no one who can be used if there is money, and the old man's heart is on fire, but he is helpless.

If it weren't for the secrecy of the operation, more people should be hired, and the old man secretly grinded his teeth.

"Not counting the combat effectiveness of those four knights, if they hold the key point, or escort the baron away, they will fail again. The middle-aged man with gloomy eyes flashed and kept calculating.

Seven people died, which was only a small amount of money for the richly dressed old people, but they paid for their lives.

That's the Shura battlefield, that's blood, not a game.

He wanted to howl at the honorable old man, but he held back quite professionally, the assassins also needed word of mouth, and he didn't want his peers to know that he had a bad attitude towards his employer.

"Do you useless killers only emphasize difficulties?" the old man was quite impatient, "Fellows who are not worthy of the name, they have wasted opportunities, wasted money, and wasted their own lives. ”

If it weren't for the fear of revealing his identity, he would have taken it personally.

The silver sand collar is relatively closed, with mountains on both sides, facing the sea on both sides, it is inconvenient to come in and out, no one comes all the year round, and no one goes out, once the sea route to the north is stuck, the mountain path is locked, any news is difficult to fly, if people die here, the news will not be spread for a year and a half.

But it was better to keep it secret, for it was the king's son, and he had a mysterious old mother who had disappeared, a very tricky madman.

"The castle was repaired the next day, and the little baron was also frightened, and it was a big trouble to cower in the castle in the future. The middle-aged man thoughtfully, "He can't escape, take your time, there will always be a chance." ”

"To be a killer, the most important thing is to be patient. ”

He was patient and watched quietly from the moment the fishermen entered the castle, and the matter was not over, the employer ...... He glanced at the old man.

He didn't know who the employer was, he didn't know where he came from, but judging from his clothes and conversation, he must have been a man of noble status, probably a man with a name and a surname, that is to say, a nobleman, who was accustomed to calling for wind and rain, thinking that it was so simple to do something, and gave an order. Entering the Silver Sand Collar from the outside, he didn't find a chance to solve the trouble all the way, but let the other party escape into the castle, which shows that he didn't take advantage of the baron.

The grievances between the nobles are a tragic infinite cycle, and he doesn't want to bother with the entanglements between them, but when money is to be earned, the nobles are fat big fish.

What's more, he also lost his manpower, these people with names and surnames only have one life, and this noble man gave a false piece of information that caused the lives of his brothers to be lost, and this matter is not over.

At the very least, let this big fish pay some more money

As far as the eye could see, shiny armor guards climbed the wall.

This is a clear signal, the battle is over, the seven lives are over, the lord is unharmed, and the mission is a complete failure.

The middle-aged man sighed and sat down next to the old man.

"Patience?" the old man snorted, "Stand here and watch them die patiently." He looked up at the sun, "And if you make that person lose patience, you and I can both die." It's still early before the sun goes down, and there's still a lot of boring time to pass the time. The old man looked at the mountains in the distance and said lightly.

"It's boring, and the silver sand collar is a bitter place, lacking a place to have fun. The middle-aged man guessed that he lived on the other side of the mountain, in the territory of the second prince, Geniel Sebastian, and that he was in a hurry to go back and live a life of drunkenness and drunkenness.

He couldn't help but joke: "Although the fisherwomen have dark and rough skin, they are all strong and energetic, all over the body, inside and out, try and see what you will like." ”

The old man glanced at him, stood up and looked into the distance, his face strange.

"The nobles of Red Rock City like the slender, white, and young kinds, and it is said that the younger the teeth, the more likable they are, and if you need them, there are girls on the beach who are also watery. ”

"Why, so early, didn't you say it was going to be night?"

"Evening, of course...... What do you mean?" the middle-aged man stood up, looked in the direction the old man was looking, smelled a hint of conspiracy, and frowned, "You, do you have a trick?"

"I cleaned up the mess, but I didn't expect that the money would be paid at this time, and the amount was ...... Seems like a bit much. ”

The middle-aged man took a few steps forward, hoping to see more clearly, five black shadows and black shadows came out of the mountain, two in front were people, and the back was ...... It was three wolves, four, and one rushed out, and five, six, seven, and there was nothing behind.

Seven wolves.

No, not ordinary wolves.

Look at the speed, look at the body type, it's the devil wolf, the iron-spine devil wolf.

The demon wolf at the front caught up with a lagging man, and the man fell to the ground, and the demon wolf ...... They didn't pounce, and then, another person, he flashed to the side, strangely, the demon wolf didn't attack them.

Seven demon wolves, rushing forward with their feet, seem to be in a hurry, for fear of missing something?

"Strange!" the middle-aged man looked at the old man.

The old man shook his head: "Originally, I came to clean up the aftermath after you succeeded, but ...... Now it's interesting. ”

The wolf rushed straight towards the castle, like a ship guided by a lighthouse.

"Their ability to drive away demonic beasts is so great, where do they point to the demonic beasts?"

The old man was puzzled, when did the Warcraft be so obedient, and things went surprisingly well.

The middle-aged man understood, but this was a self-question that didn't need to be answered, but he still interjected: "If you have the ability, why don't you drive a few more, I think these demon wolves have a problem and are out of control, or the person who controls them is not your person." ”

"Don't be so openly jealous of others, losers. ”

The old man replied dissatisfiedly. As long as these demon wolves have completed what they planned to accomplish at night, he will complete his mission and can leave the place where birds don't poop and set out on his way home. Maybe it was a surprise.

"You've failed, too, and you've shot that arrow, the only one. The middle-aged man sneered.

The old man stared at the middle-aged man who spoke with shocked eyes, and the middle-aged man glared back unceremoniously, "You are the one who startled the snake." ”

"Perhaps, your defeat also has something to do with underestimating your opponent, if we had taken over in the first place, that little baron would have been a corpse long ago. ”

"Let's watch the show," the old man didn't want to turn his face with the Assassin Alliance, and this account would naturally be settled clearly when he returned to the royal capital, and he said lightly: "I hope that the seven wolves can take over the seven things that are not even as good as beasts and complete the task." ”

The black shadow brought black news, and the middle-aged man felt that the noisy man in black was never very lucky, and added in a faint whisper: "If you don't underestimate your opponent." ”