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Recently, the city-wide manhunt for people in St. Gallen, who was out of breath, was abruptly stopped.

Pedestrians on the street breathe in the fresh, moist air, and can't help but walk briskly and feel happy.

In the foggy old town, in a long-abandoned dwelling, the eight Tiger Cicacadas and the six Nightingale sisters find a closed basement, and in this not spacious basement, the hard floor is violently broken, revealing a tunnel that curves down in the middle of winter.

Everyone knows that if there is no accident, this should be the secret passage used by the cannibals to invade St. Gallen.

But someone has to go in and check it out.

After discussion, Joanna, who is proficient in reconnaissance and stealth among the nightingales, and Rodin, who has the strongest combat effectiveness among the tiger cicadas, formed a team and entered the cramped and dark secret passage.

A thick hemp rope was tied around the waists of the two of them, and Joanna's limbs clasped tightly on both sides of the tunnel, slowly rubbing downward, with vigorous and agile hands, like a cat.

Joanna was twenty-six years old, with brilliant blonde hair, slender and straight thighs, high breasts, and full of energy.

Rodin carried a faint cloud of blood flame behind her, just enough to illuminate the area within five feet of her.

After a few moments, a thick and durable rattan ladder appeared below, and the two of them moved more quickly.

Rodin's gaze swept down over the girl's bumpy body, flashing a hint of appreciation.

During the two-day search, the tiger cicada had many exchanges with the nightingale girls and gained a deep understanding of their experiences.

This is a group of poor girls with a tragic past, generally older, the youngest Joanna is also twenty-six years older than Rodin, and the oldest is close to thirty-five.

They were all born as sinners, and all kinds of conditions led to a life in St. Gallen without relatives and for no reason. However, his status is low, he can only do dirty, tiring, and meager work, and he has no backer and is exploited by most of the local snakes, and he can't save any savings at all.

And because of his good looks, he is often teased by local hooligans. It wasn't until Lorovia appeared that this dire day came to an end.

Lorovia gathered them together, provided them with food and clothing, gave them knowledge and skills training, gave them well-paid jobs, enjoyed a good quality of life, and most importantly, gave them dignity, the protection of the city lords, and no more hooligans and ruffians could bully them at will.

On the surface, the girls are doing the work of accompanying people to entertain people, but secretly they are engaged in intelligence gathering and sales.

Missing the best training time, it is difficult for them to become powerful and wizards, and now they are just well-trained ordinary people. But Rodin felt a sense of upward strength in them, which he particularly appreciated.

As he thought about it, time flew by, and as he approached the ground, Rodin quietly extinguished the flame of his blood, and Joanna turned her head to silence him.

A faint light came from the corridor ahead.

Before landing, Joanna clings to the rock wall like a gecko, stealthily poking out its head into the firelight.

The cramped and cramped space suddenly opened up, and the eye came into a flat and spacious hall, about 200 square meters. The ground was rough and uneven, simply paved with wet mud, the walls were clearly artificially hewn, and a few skull oil lamps were burning in the corners, crackling and splashing from time to time.

In the center of the hall, two men covered in animal tattoos lay on the ground, snoring rudely, and a man sat on the side of the two, leaning against a pile of miscellaneous debris made of scattered dry bones and a few pieces of mud-covered clothes, looking at the ceiling with some distraction, cursing and complaining from time to time, looking quite impatient.

Rodin clearly heard the sizzling sound of Joanna's fine snow-white teeth, and her pretty face turned a bloody flush from anger and excitement.

She gestured backwards, and with her superior body control, she landed silently, and walked lightly towards the cannibal.

At the same time, Joanna's eyes flashed with cold light, and with her right hand, she pulled out the short dagger on her back waist, and flexibly turned her fingertips in a circle, lying horizontally in front of her, ready to give the cannibal a knife to seal her throat.

Seeing this, Rodin hurriedly followed, grabbed her soft twilight, and motioned for her to stand back with his eyes.

At this moment, the two of them held their breath, and the entire hall could only hear the breathing of the three cannibals one after another.

In the flash of lightning, the idle cannibal man inexplicably felt a burst of muffled thunder explode in his mind, his throat "clucked", his eyes rolled white, and he fell to the ground suddenly, unconscious.

The two snoring cannibals trembled and then lost their lives.

He's dead?

During the whole process, she only felt the man next to her snort in a low voice, and at the same time, an indescribable terrifying aura flashed away.

She rubbed her eyes suspiciously, as if she felt dazzled, and approached the three of them and reached out to probe their noses one by one, and found that they were just unconscious.

"You...... What did you do to them?"

Rodin lowered his voice, "It's just a small trick of a little force." ”

As he expected, the Secret Wheel Technique used by the Silver Rank directly stunned the three Black Iron Rank cannibals.

"When they wake up, they just feel like they've fallen asleep. We don't have to startle the snake. ”

"Now let's find the location of the cannibal army. With that, Rodin smiled softly at Joanna and walked straight to the other end of the hall, easily finding a row of tunnels going up.

Fifteen different caverns spread out in a very small slope, and Rodin shone through the flames of his veins, and could see a row of primitive rough staircases carved out of the side walls of each cave.

Standing in front of a row of tunnels, the faces of the two became solemn. "Is the cannibal army so large that it needs to be dispersed? I'm afraid there are no less than a thousand of them. ”

Rodin muttered to himself, "What do so many cannibals eat on the ground, hunt, or ......"

Joanna's facial muscles trembled slightly, and she guessed with a little trepidation, "There are more than two hundred villages and towns scattered on the outskirts of St. Gallen. Aren't the cannibals paying attention to these towns?"

The two didn't dare to think about it anymore. Rodin pondered for a moment,

"Joanna, you go back the way you came, and stay with everyone in the old town and wait for me. I'll go up and find out. ”

"No!" the woman stared at him like a fried cat,

"Don't be in a hurry to object, you also saw how I cleaned them up just now. Even if there are dozens of more cannibals of this kind, they won't be able to keep me, but if you go with me, I won't be able to let go. ”

Rodin was very confident, in fact, using the jumping heel, even if he was surrounded by hundreds of black iron bronze steps, he could escape intact.

Although Joanna was indignant, the gap in strength was in front of her, and she could only glare at Rodin fiercely in the end and turn away.

"Which way should you choose, then?" Rodin tossed Marelli a few times to choose the second path on his right, and then rose at full speed, and every time his limbs touched the rock wall, his body turned into sharp arrows and shot far away.

The wind was blazing, and the wind was whirring throughout the tunnel.

A quarter of an hour later, in the wheat field, ten miles from St. Gallen, a round pile of soil suddenly arched, and then a vague shadow shot out of it, and rolled on the spot, hiding its body among the green ears of wheat.

Not far away, a tall and burly bald man glanced warily, his face covered in oil paint was covered with flesh, and his eyes were as fierce as a beast that chose to devour people.

He lifted the ears of wheat and strode over, a string of white bone necklaces fluttering slightly around his neck in the wind.