Chris turned the corner alertly, letting the shadows under the walls completely obscure him, keeping his eyes off Herrington ahead. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fifteen paces apart, the best tracking distance!

That's what he and Karad call "the big thing."

Helrington was just an ordinary captain of the palace guard, and he had a few encounters with Chris, and it stands to reason that Chris had no reason to follow him.

But today's situation is so unreasonable.

Half an hour ago, Chris, who had finished reporting on the military situation on the front line, hurried out of the palace, preparing to rush to the meeting with Ace and Callad, and as soon as he arrived at the palace gate, he was met by Helrington, who was about to enter the palace.

The setting sun shone obliquely on the young officer, and he smiled and slowly stepped forward to shake Chris's hand, and greeted him in his characteristic hoarse voice: "Hello Major General, I am about to go to the north gate to change duty." ”

Chris suddenly raised a strange disobedience, but he remained as cold and arrogant as ever, only nodded to him slightly, and Helrington walked down the high wall to the palace.

Chris froze in place, the strange feeling of a mass of unthreaded mess, which he could clearly feel, but he couldn't explain it.

He struggled to find the thread in his mind, and if he could grasp the crucial point, he could explain the strange sense of disobedience.

Countless thoughts and memories flashed through his mind one by one, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed!

Why is there such a strange sense of disobedience?

Because he's not Hairington at all!

Assassin?Spy!?

Chris immediately slid after "Hairington", dangling his tail from a distance.

"Watch me tear down your mask, coward. Chris said secretly in his heart.

There was a junction in front of us in the blink of an eye, but instead of turning to the right of the north gate, "Helrington" swooped to the left and began to run wildly.

Tracking has been discovered!

Chris snorted coldly, and his luck caught up: "It's not so easy to get rid of me!"

Chris's speed was already one of the best in the Nord army, but after a period of chasing, he realized that he was too underestimated, and the distance between them, in just a few seconds, had widened from the original fifteen paces to twenty paces away.

So fast!

Before Chris could get closer, the man leaped forward, clinging to the palace wall with both hands, and with a single force, he easily flipped over like an ape.

Going out from the palace wall is the periphery of the market, the market is full of alleys, and it is already dark at this time, once he escapes, I am afraid that he will be able to catch it again.

Chris did not show any weakness, and climbed over the palace wall with all his strength, swept out like a strong wind of grass, and followed closely behind the man.

But the man was not in a hurry, and in the process of running, he grabbed the street lamp hanging under the eaves, and the speed of running supported him to swing like a ghost to the other side of the junction.

In Chris's field of vision, the figure of the man seemed to disappear out of thin air, and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice, "Damn the mouse!"

When Chris turned the corner, he could barely catch the afterimage of him not entering the next alley.

"Damn! This guy is such a rat in the gutter, these streets and alleys are simply the best battlefields for him!" Chris gritted his teeth, jumped directly onto the roof of the building with a few ups and downs, and observed condescendingly, finally able to catch the sensitive figure again.

The man seemed to have a different kind of technique, and the complicated street environment was not only not an obstacle for him, but a last weapon for him to get rid of his opponents.

Boxes, stands, scaffolding, street lamps and even bamboo poles for drying clothes, anything that can be climbed can be rubbed up like a monkey, or stepped on or swinged, or borrowed force or traction, just like the most cunning shark, fast moving forward in the reef.

Ren Chris was looking for a shadow from the rooftop, but he could barely follow it from a distance.

In the blink of an eye, the figure had disappeared into a sloppy alley in the distance.

Chris immediately jumped off the roof and followed the alley.

A few gray rats were combing their fur on the wooden crate at the end, frightened by the sudden intrusion of Chris, but there was nothing else in the alley.

Chris's question hadn't risen from his mind yet, and there was already a sound of breaking the air behind his head!

Three darts are coming!

Chris turned his head, his fingers poked out like thunder, and he easily put the first dart in his hand, and then his fingers flicked, and he blocked the second dart with the dart in his hand with a clink, and then raised his palm, and the dart flew out, and the third dart that was still flying sparked in the air, and both fell.

"Helrington" clapped his hands again and again not far away: "What a final blade Chris, not only has good foot strength, but also eye and hand strength. ”

Chris looked at him coldly and said, "Who the hell are you?"

"Herrington" laughed heartily when he heard this, and it was really strange that a daughter's style appeared on a seven-foot man, and he laughed for a while, and his voice suddenly changed from thick to thin, and he asked in a delicate and crisp voice: "How do you see it?" ”

In just two sentences, crisp as a pearl, charming as a dark fragrance at night, this sound alone is enough to provoke people's hearts to stir, but Chris is as calm as ever, and he is always concerned about the change of the other party's killing intent: "Although you even imitate his voice and the calloon on his palm, but you ignore one thing, he once practiced throwing knives with me, and there should be a thin layer of dead skin on the side of his index finger." ”

"Oh, oh, it looks like I'm really lacking in Taoism. The man smiled and took out a string of bells from his coat pocket and said while playing, "Then since you have been caught, how are you going to punish them?"

Chris raised his eyebrows and said: "According to Nord's law, those who enter the palace privately and plot against the wrong will be beheaded!"

The man hurriedly put his hand on his chest, looking frightened: "Oh, I'm so afraid, why don't you know how to pity the jade." ”

Before the jade word landed, the man dodged and approached, and hit Chris with his fist!

Chris reacted so quickly, reached out and took the punch, leading the fist wind, and his knee immediately hit forward!

The demolition was lightning fast, and the man was already in the thick of it, so it stands to reason that he didn't have time to dodge.

The man's wrist flicked, and the bell rang softly.

Chris's knees were completely unfocused, as if they had only hit a cloud of air!

It's empty!

Before Chris could react, the wind behind him was strong!

Chris threw himself into the air in one fell swoop, his body involuntarily sent forward, he couldn't avoid the blow at all, he was slammed in the back, the whole person was kicked almost unsteadily, and a piercing pain came immediately.

Before he could stand firm, the man immediately approached again, and Chris and him made two moves in a flash, and with a punch he was about to fight back, and the bell jingled and whispered.

This time there was absolutely no mistake, the man disappeared under his eyes!

Bang!

A heavy blow is like a cannonball in the ribs!

"Ahh

When the bell rings, the figure disappears!

The blade could only wipe through the meaningless air, and the rest was the fear of confusion and the unknown.

The man was like a ghost in the night, annihilated like smoke every time the bell rang, and then suddenly appeared in a position that Chris could not defend against, and relentlessly attacked his weak spots.

Bang-bang-bang!

In less than ten moves, Chris had already been beaten to the point that his nose and face were swollen, but he failed to hurt the other party in the slightest.

As the third major general of Nord, how could he have been so embarrassed since his debut, his heart was on fire, he waved his hand, and the flying knife started!

First Dance - Yuehua!

The demon bell rings again!

Chris didn't make a move with the throwing knife he raised, because the man had disappeared from front of him, appearing on the distant roof as if out of thin air, staring at him from a distance.

The man looked at Chris, who was almost stunned, and laughed: "It's a foul to use a throwing knife, you must know that it is very easy for people to kill you." ”

The man bent down and put his index finger to his lips and shook it back and forth: "The foul boy is the most unpopular! Well, I've had enough of you, it's time to get down to business! See you on the battlefield next time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man jumped to the roof opposite.

Chris stood motionless, tonight's encounter was unheard of, and he couldn't help but be confused as he had always been on the battlefield, he only clearly realized that even if he caught up, he would definitely lose!

But the competitive blood of the Nords would not allow him to admit defeat, and he threw his head up and shouted at the man: "Leave your name!

The man's head would not continue to disappear into the depths of the night, but the coquettish voice came clearly.

"The demon bell and the moon dance under the light smoke, and the rakshasa hunts lonely souls in the fog. See you soon, nerd!"

Chris's question hadn't risen from his mind yet, and there was already a sound of breaking the air behind his head!

Three darts are coming!

Chris turned his head, his fingers poked out like thunder, and he easily put the first dart in his hand, and then his fingers flicked, and he blocked the second dart with the dart in his hand with a clink, and then raised his palm, and the dart flew out, and the third dart that was still flying sparked in the air, and both fell.

"Helrington" clapped his hands again and again not far away: "What a final blade Chris, not only has good foot strength, but also eye and hand strength. ”

Chris looked at him coldly and said, "Who the hell are you?"

"Herrington" laughed heartily when he heard this, and it was really strange that a daughter's style appeared on a seven-foot man, and he laughed for a while, and his voice suddenly changed from thick to thin, and he asked in a delicate and crisp voice: "How do you see it?" ”

In just two sentences, crisp as a pearl, charming as a dark fragrance at night, this sound alone is enough to provoke people's hearts to stir, but Chris is as calm as ever, and he is always concerned about the change of the other party's killing intent: "Although you even imitate his voice and the calloon on his palm, but you ignore one thing, he once practiced throwing knives with me, and there should be a thin layer of dead skin on the side of his index finger." ”

"Oh, oh, it looks like I'm really lacking in Taoism. The man smiled and took out a string of bells from his coat pocket and said while playing, "Then since you have been caught, how are you going to punish them?"

Chris raised his eyebrows and said: "According to Nord's law, those who enter the palace privately and plot against the wrong will be beheaded!"

The man hurriedly put his hand on his chest, looking frightened: "Oh, I'm so afraid, why don't you know how to pity the jade." ”

Before the jade word landed, the man dodged and approached, and hit Chris with his fist!

Chris reacted so quickly, reached out and took the punch, leading the fist wind, and his knee immediately hit forward!

The demolition was lightning fast, and the man was already in the thick of it, so it stands to reason that he didn't have time to dodge.

The man's wrist flicked, and the bell rang softly.

Chris's knees were completely unfocused, as if they had only hit a cloud of air!

It's empty!

Before Chris could react, the wind behind him was strong!

Chris threw himself into the air in one fell swoop, his body involuntarily sent forward, he couldn't avoid the blow at all, he was slammed in the back, the whole person was kicked almost unsteadily, and a piercing pain came immediately.

Before he could stand firm, the man immediately approached again, and Chris and him made two moves in a flash, and with a punch he was about to fight back, and the bell jingled and whispered.

This time there was absolutely no mistake, the man disappeared under his eyes!

Bang!

A heavy blow is like a cannonball in the ribs!

"Ahh

When the bell rings, the figure disappears!

The blade could only wipe through the meaningless air, and the rest was the fear of confusion and the unknown.

The man was like a ghost in the night, annihilated like smoke every time the bell rang, and then suddenly appeared in a position that Chris could not defend against, and relentlessly attacked his weak spots.

Bang-bang-bang!

In less than ten moves, Chris had already been beaten to the point that his nose and face were swollen, but he failed to hurt the other party in the slightest.

As the third major general of Nord, how could he have been so embarrassed since his debut, his heart was on fire, he waved his hand, and the flying knife started!

First Dance - Yuehua!

The demon bell rings again!

Chris didn't make a move with the throwing knife he raised, because the man had disappeared from front of him, appearing on the distant roof as if out of thin air, staring at him from a distance.

The man looked at Chris, who was almost stunned, and laughed: "It's a foul to use a throwing knife, you must know that it is very easy for people to kill you." ”

The man bent down and put his index finger to his lips and shook it back and forth: "The foul boy is the most unpopular! Well, I've had enough of you, it's time to get down to business! See you on the battlefield next time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man jumped to the roof opposite.

Chris stood motionless, tonight's encounter was unheard of, and he couldn't help but be confused as he had always been on the battlefield, he only clearly realized that even if he caught up, he would definitely lose!

But the competitive blood of the Nords would not allow him to admit defeat, and he threw his head up and shouted at the man: "Leave your name!

The man's head would not continue to disappear into the depths of the night, but the coquettish voice came clearly.

"The demon bell and the moon dance under the light smoke, and the rakshasa hunts lonely souls in the fog. See you soon, nerd!"