He thinks that he is not a pure person, and there is a little dirt in his heart......

Hang, it doesn't matter if you have more or less.

But just like how people look, beauty can be unique, and ugliness can be strange.

This kind of filth in front of him, Al definitely can't tolerate it, this is not something that can be confused.

"Burn you! your grandfather is going to die!!" He pulled the man's pants on, leaned over to the window and continued to shout, while letting out a violent cough.

"Oh no! I can't stand it!!"

"I have the ability to come in and fight with you!!"

......

After shouting for a while, the people outside ignored him, of course, Al didn't expect the other party to quarrel with him, or laugh out loud or something, but he knew that after shouting for so long, the other party must have paid attention here, and that was enough. If it were to be yourself, you would definitely be staring at this window, waiting for the prey to be so hot that it can't stand it or jump off the building, and you will stay below and serve directly with crossbow arrows, regardless of whether you are a grandfather or a grandmother.

Counting his fingers, Al felt that the time was almost up, and it was enough, because he couldn't stand the waves of heat.

He pinched the back of the corpse's neck with one hand and the waistband of its trousers with the other, lifted the whole buddy up, and silently thought in his heart: Man, you may not have died very well before, I will let you die again, and fulfill your dream of being a good man. After explaining to the buddy in his hand, he shouted in a resolute tone, "I have seen you!

Before he could finish his shout, he had already raised his hands and stood the corpse by the window, giving it a posture that looked like it was about to jump, and Al did his best to make it beautiful.

He was still very impressed by this posture, after all, he had done this kind of thing several times, plus there was fire as the background, smoke as a cover, and it was such a moonlit night, such a picture of a dog jumping off the building in a hurry, which definitely made the mercenaries who were engrossed in staring at the window not have the slightest suspicion.

Then, the expected voice came.

Whew——!

Poof——!

Bite!

The sound caused by the three arrows was almost connected, Al had already prepared, his hand holding the back of the corpse's neck had already used a slight force when the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air came, and adjusted the position of the upper body of the corpse, and the head and heart of the corpse naturally changed their positions, after all, it was better to play realistically.

I have to say that the accuracy of these people is really good, at this time two iron arrows were nailed to the right chest of the corpse, but the arrows shot at the head were over the target and hit the wall, if he hadn't moved a little, these arrows would have been nailed to the heart and face respectively, then there would be nothing to do next.

The only three remaining crossbows have been attracted, and that's a good thing.

And...... The two arrows were facing the same direction, and although the other did not hit, the three crossbows were close to each other based on where they sounded.

After three arrows, he pinched his throat and let out a terrible scream, and said sadly, "Grass...... Don't run if you have the ability!"

After speaking, he lifted the corpse high, of course, this process requires a certain amount of skill, he is like a puppeteer who is learning to manipulate the puppet, trying his best to control the movement of the corpse realistically, when the corpse is raised to a certain extent in the direction of the arrow, he pokes his head out, hides behind the corpse and quickly finds the position of the stable in his memory, and then throws it with both hands.

He immediately shrank back after the throw, covering his mouth so as not to choke on himself, and did not need to look at the process of falling, he had begun to have confidence in his throwing skills, and the corpse would inevitably break through the roof of the stable with the posture under his feet, and fall into the stable, covered by a low wall, and he did not believe that those people would come and see.

As soon as he thought of this, the sound of the corpse falling to the ground immediately reached his ears, and Al's heart thumped, and then it was up to the other party to choose.

After thinking about it, he felt that these people were specially blocked here to play black hands, specializing in eating toothpick birds, and this dull landing sound showed that the people who fell down definitely did not land smoothly.

Since you want to kill people and sell goods, why don't you wait for this time? Maybe you will all fall to your death, and you won't come to touch the corpse?

The heat and choking smoke disturbed Al's ability to estimate, and he felt as if time had passed for a long, long time, and if the mercenaries didn't come again, he would have to jump out and run into the darkness at the cost of two or three arrows, otherwise the house would collapse, and it would be useless to say anything.

But in that case, the little girl next door would be dead, although Al knew more or less his own part, if he went to the south gate, he wouldn't have come here with the combined trio, and he wouldn't have caused the attackers to set fire to the house......

But doesn't she want to kill herself, just settle it, and if these things don't happen today, she won't have any good results, even if there are no dangers along the way, no werewolves, no mercenaries, and what awaits her is only those prison guards who are not much better, she will be worse than dead.

After waiting for a while, he was about to stand up and perform the magic skill of [leaping], but suddenly he heard a small voice, so small that people could only tell that it was human language, but it was enough to finalize their life and death!

Al cracked his mouth and laughed silently, the firelight shining in his eyes as if glowing with blood.

So, what position is better to land in?

He counted one, two, three silently in his heart, and suddenly turned over and jumped out of the window, like a big bird flying out of the flames, falling from the sky, the fresh air currents swept away the hot spikes on the surface of his body, and in the air, he locked on his target, they had drawn their long swords and surrounded the sides of the stable, and were leaning over lightly, when the sudden slight noise made them freeze.

The only thing that surprised Al was that there were only two people on the other side, a man and a woman, and someone was operating two crossbows, but at this time, both of them were carrying swords, and they couldn't verify his guess for a while.

The time to land from the air was extremely short, and he didn't have time to think about it at all, he had already landed smoothly on the ground with a beautiful half-squat, which cushioned the inertia of the fall, and accumulated strength, and the two forces of cool and warm in his body flowed silently, providing him with the capital to do all this, and Al jumped towards the two stunned mercenaries like an arrow.

Next, as if the scene of killing the soldier was repeated again, in the face of the extremely fast El Eller, both of them subconsciously chose to raise their swords and cross. But the reenactment ended here, seeing that the two of them were almost in a straight line with him, he made a bold attempt, and when he was about to make a close encounter with the male mercenary in front of him, the dagger in his hand flickered, and then Al disappeared in front of the terrified mercenary.