55 [Subject to Others]
If it's Nissa, then it's dead, but who the hell are you, don't say it's not his will, at that time, it was just a push, "It should be," the unnatural smile at the beginning began to become natural, and began to flatter excessively, with a hint of embarrassment in it, "But after the god of death appeared, he only gave me a kick and turned around and cursed." β
The woman snorted coldly, "What are you scolding?"
"Call me ugly!"
Her face trembled slightly, and the corners of her mouth were a little unnatural, if it weren't for the sudden appearance of several sneering female voices nearby, such a low change in expression would really seem like an illusion.
The bunch of female mercenaries are probably all there, guarding from an unseen angle, the invisible enemy is the biggest threat, and even if you win a fight here, it won't help, and you will even mess things up completely.
These reasons stopped Al's urge to take the other party's life just now.
"If it weren't for this face, it wouldn't be ugly," the woman turned his head to look left and right, and continued with a smile, "but this is too bold, it's really bigger than the heart, and people can't help but want to cut it open and take a look." β
She was already very good-looking, and she was the most eye-catching among the female mercenaries, and this smile was even better, if it weren't for the fact that her face was full of color and lost a lot of points, she would probably be able to compete with Vivien in the Flame Rose.
The reason why Al compares her to Vivien is because in his impression, this person is not very tall, and his bulging upper body is very similar to Vivien, and he is stripped naked and his face is covered, which is simply "Vivien No. 2".
That is, she was only worth one gold coin, but she asked him to pay it back with his life.
"Eh, no, no, in fact, I'm not very bold, mainly because I'm small-hearted, and it's okay to love to wander around, and always like to run into my eyes, don't believe you look at what I have in my eyes now?"
After these words blurted out, he couldn't wait to sew up his mouth immediately, isn't this special thing to make people blind themselves? If he really blinds people, he will never see that peerless face again, what is the difference between that and death?
If you want to die, it is better to fight to the death, Al was ready to attack, but when he kicked the door, the other party stretched his eyebrows?
"You can't see it clearly," the woman smiled, and Al thought to herself what you should think, so she continued, "Let's find a place to cut it open and see!"
Hearing what the other party said, Al's heart was happy, if he wanted to change places, then there might be a chance to get out of this posture in the process of moving, as long as they showed a little flaw, he would fight, and according to various circumstances, there was no awakened person in this pile of women.
The depth of the enemy has been exposed, but his length is still hidden in the shadows.
So he didn't speak, for fear that people would change their minds, but there were always people who wanted to do something!
"This man is not only cowardly, but his mouth is slippery, otherwise we would have killed him here. β
The voice came from behind her, and Al's heart sank, but he saw the person in front of him shake his head, "No," she said angrily towards the south, "Take him over there." β
"But the encirclement is about to come to an end. β
"Soon. β
"Scorpion, youβ" The man was about to speak, but was interrupted.
The female leader called the fire scorpion just stared coldly, and stopped talking and laughing.
She was very satisfied with the reaction of her subordinates, and a smile spread on her beautiful face again, and she let go of her foot with a smile, and with a lift of her hand, she pulled up Al, who was deliberately pretending to be limp, and then still tugged at a handful of his hair, and pushed it with his elbow in the direction of the south.
After being dragged up, Al realized that he was too naΓ―ve, the fire scorpion was much shorter than him, but the damn dagger was always across his neck, and he was forced to walk in a strange posture with his head up at the sky, his back straight as loose, but his legs bent over, as for how uncomfortable this position was for the lame, who knows?
He couldn't see how many people were following him, nor could he see what postures they were in, but he thought that each person must have a crossbow in his hand, and he was standing in a fan-shaped position.
If you do it now, and you are lucky enough to avoid the fate of having your throat cut, you will probably be shot stupidly.
So he can still only be obediently at the mercy of others, if he throws away his life because of anxiety, then even the careful wish of [wanting to see the purple sea of stars for the last time] can only go to hell to make a promise.
But how can angels be found in hell?
The situation is very bad, but in fact, it is not without good news, at least thanks to the other party, the most difficult plan to choose [snatching the woodland roses from the encirclement] has been finalized by him.
Extremely precious time and energy must be used to deal with these neurotics, and he naturally can't think about the plan, so according to the method that he has decided before [if he can't think of a way, use the most direct way], the act of stepping on his face directly to make a big death may already be a certainty.
Of course, if you are killed by this woman who opens and closes her mouth and "cuts it open and sees", all of the above is nonsense.
He didn't go far before he was pushed into another house, and judging by the distance in his memory, the fire scorpion just chose a random house nearby, and the sound of fighting on the other side of the encirclement could still be heard clearly. After a few steps inside, the ceiling above his head was illuminated by the light of the fire behind him, and the footsteps became less sound, and the people with torches followed, and some people stood guard at the door.
Then he was pushed through the second door, into a small room, standing against the wall, this distance could not reach the wall, that is, he could not borrow strength, the other party's every move seemed to be very sophisticated, but why not just tie his hands?
The scorpion spoke, as before, as if laughing, "Bring that chair." β
"Yes. β
At the same time as the words sounded, Al's knees were struck, and his originally bent legs immediately knelt on the ground, but it has to be said that kneeling was much more comfortable than just now.
There was another discovery that made him ecstatic - he touched the coldness of the storm.
If you want to use this trick to subdue others in the future, it's still a good thing to do it to the end, it's better to remove the opponent's weapons, looking for excitement or something, it's a game to play lying down.
Because of the lower view, he saw the face of the guy who had been ordered to walk over and move the chair, the woman who was the first to push him, she bent down to pick up something, and then walked back and placed it behind him.
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