The godmother slowly withdrew her hand, shook her head and said, "You disappointed me too much." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

I'm baffled.

The godmother said, "Even if you don't know kung fu, why can't you even see such a simple ambush?"

I said, "But I'm powerless, so even if I can observe and judge, what can I do?"

Godmother said: "Don't make excuses for yourself, the shoddy ambush just now, at a glance, you know that it was done by a third-rate assassination team, next time I won't help you again, you can find a way to resolve it yourself." ”

I hurriedly said, "But what if people insist on killing me face to face with their strength?"

Godmother said coldly: "You don't know kung fu, why do you have to come face to face with others?"

Suddenly I seemed to understand something.

The godmother said, "Keep walking." By the way, it is estimated that there will be another assassination in half an hour. I could already smell the blood in the wind. I'm not going to do it this time, you can figure it out yourself. ”

I was shocked and looked at my godmother. Godmother said: "You don't have to look at me, this is the last time I remind you, and I won't tell you again after that." In Calradia, if you can't protect yourself, you might as well go home as soon as possible. With that, she slapped her horse and walked forward slowly.

I suddenly felt that she had a point, and although I did have the idea of letting her be my umbrella when I was by her side now, it was impossible for this umbrella to last a lifetime. After all, she went to find her own son, and whether she would ignore me after finding it is another matter. Besides, I am also a member of the Dark Order, but she is the former apostate saintess of the Order, and it is impossible for her to protect me for the rest of my life.

As I thought so, the horses had already followed me and trotted with me on their own.

Half an hour later, there was another assassination......

I want to see the time, but I'm not going to look up at the sun like I did just now, it's a free opportunity to go up. I tilted my head and saw a sparse grove not far away, and the shadow of the sun shone on the woods, stretching the shadows of the low trees very long. I had a rough sense of direction, and I figured out that in a quarter of an hour at most, the sun would go down. In another quarter of an hour, the sun's rays in the air will be completely gone, and the entire mountain plain will be plunged into darkness.

Assassination in the dark should still be the method of a third-rate assassin.

I suddenly thought that since he was a third-rate assassin, he should be about the same strength as just now, and since he still dared to come, it means that he hasn't been there for long, and he doesn't know his godmother's methods. Or, be highly confident in yourself.

I looked at the wind again, and a somewhat crazy plan slowly took shape in my mind.

As I was thinking, the sun was slowly setting, and the salted duck's egg-like wheel of light was slowly swallowing down the side of the mountain, and some of the remaining afterglow struggled to shine through.

I knew that when the afterglow cleared, it would be time for the next wave of assassinations to come.

I subconsciously moved closer to my godmother, but the other party obviously didn't want to involve me, and as soon as he saw me coming over, he immediately knocked the horse's belly and ran forward. The horse under my crotch staggered and followed.

I silently counted the time in my heart, the musket in my arms checked the loading situation for the last time, and I also touched the military hoe at my waist, which was the most convenient way for me to hang it. My ears were vigilantly tucked up for the sound of the wind.

Suddenly, I heard a faint "click".

I didn't have time to think about the sound, my body reflexively leaned back, and for a moment I found the feeling of catching a sparrow.

A tiny crossbow arrow swept past the tip of my nose and fell less than ten meters away.

It was supposed to be shot from a crossbow, and it had a short range, but judging by the smell of the crossbow bolt as it flew past the tip of my nose, it should have been fed with poison.

It is worthy of a third-rate assassination group, and it can't even get colorless and tasteless poison.

I slammed the horse's belly, and the horse galloped out like crazy, rushing to the godmother in front of me.

I saw my godmother's shoulder move, as if she wanted to make a move, but she held back. She didn't even look back.

Two more bolts came at me from behind, and I grabbed the horse's neck and shook it from side to side, flashing the two arrows, but I had too little time to ride, and in a flash, I fell off my horse.

As soon as I fell, two throwing knives shot at me from the left and right, and I barely kicked on the ground, and my body slid forward for another half a meter, and finally fell heavily on the ground. As soon as I landed, I rolled and roared: "Godmother, good chance, you go and kill the leader!"

As soon as I roared, the two scimitars that had been slashed from both sides slowed down a little, and in an instant, the technique I had practiced in catching sparrows in the cave came in handy, and one turned over, and the momentum of a man's scimitar soared, and a military hoe hooked his throat in mid-air.

My godmother ignored me and continued to trot forward without looking back. They seem to be waiting for me to kill them before catching up.

I shouted again: "Godmother, you go first with the treasure map, I'll come right away!" After shouting, the military hoe in my hand was blocked, and the person was kicked out of the air by a kick. The man roared in a sullen voice, "Treasure map, go to four people, stop that woman!"

Immediately, from the long grass on the side of the road, four figures floated up like ghosts, and rushed towards the direction of the godmother like lightning.

So, now there are only two people left in front of me, two scimitars.

I ran in the opposite direction, and the evening breeze blew on my face, and it was a little cold.

The man suddenly realized and shouted: "The treasure map is in the hand of the idea, don't care about the woman's ......" After roaring, he was about to pounce, but suddenly his body froze, and said: "Continue to chase that woman, I was almost fooled, how could someone put two treasures on one person!" After speaking, the two people pounced together.

In just one short delay, I had already run out for about twenty meters, and when I turned around, I saw two big men rushing towards me with a fierce wind. I raised my hand and threw out the military hoe in my palm, pulled out the musket with my backhand, and pressed down the velvet at the moment when the big man led by me blocked the military hoe.

There was a loud bang, mixed with the screams of the big man, and a figure fell to the ground in the black smoke and flames, as if it had been struck by lightning.

I then pressed down the velvet on the other side, and the other barrel erupted with angry fire.

Two figures, with fist-sized bloody holes on their bodies, landed at my feet.

Over there, when the sound of gunfire reached the ears of the four men in the evening breeze, the four of them couldn't help but glance back.

At just one glance, they were shocked and frightened, the chief and deputy leaders of the organization were actually killed so inexplicably!

The guy with the crossbow in his hand was the first to react, roaring and pounced, and the other three reacted too, roaring and pounced.

I stood still, calmly loading the musket, and judging by the estimated speed and distance, it was impossible for me to get the second barrel on when they pounced on me.

But one is enough.

I slowly raised my gun and whispered, "There should be wind here!"

All wishes come true!

The wind suddenly whistled from behind me, and I stretched out my other free hand, and the white paper bag in my palm was suddenly crushed by me, and the black powder in the bag, which was as fine as fly ash, suddenly mixed into the wind, and turned into a cloud of black dust in front of me, enveloping the four people in it.

I immediately raised my gun, pressed the trigger, and a striking flash of fire erupted from the muzzle. Compared with the previous shots, the fire of this shot was obviously more dazzling and unrestrained.

Of course, I added a double dose of powder, but what was in the chamber was only a thin layer of paper. The flames that erupted ignited the black powder that had previously melted into the wind and enveloped the four of them, and then I saw a huge fireball explode, but for a moment, it emitted dazzling sparks and dazzling sounds.

What I had sprinkled into the wind was the powder for the gun, and my entire stock, which was set on fire by this shot, burned in an instant.

In this instant, I threw down my musket, picked up the scimitars of the two guys on the ground, and stabbed them four times with both hands. At that time, I thought, no wonder the war in Calradia is constantly raging, everyone wants to kill people, it turns out that stabbing people is such a comfortable thing.

Later, my godmother said, "You are very speculative in this matter. ”

I smiled and said, "No way, who made us helpless." ”

The godmother said: "Now that you have used up all the gunpowder, your musket is useless scrap metal, and next time there will be an assassination, see what you do." ”

I said, "It's okay, I've saved some of it, and I'll go back and let my brother study the composition, and I'll be able to make it again." If there are assassinations along the way, I'll think of other ways. As I spoke, I put the deprived musket into my belt. I also found a good double-shot crossbow and thirty crossbow arrows from the four fellows who were blackened and stabbed to death by me at the end.

My godmother glanced at me and said slowly: "The material of this double-shot hand crossbow is too poor, the bowstring is too soft, and the aim is also very bad, and it can shoot ten meters at most." ”

I said, "It doesn't matter how far you can shoot, what matters is that it's small and easy to hide." ”

Sometimes, a hidden hand crossbow is much more powerful than a heavy crossbow placed on the countertop.

The godmother was expressionless and said, "Let's rest here tonight, tomorrow night we must go to Biglen Village, and the night after tomorrow we must go to Uxhall." ”

I nodded, "No problem." ”

Will I tell you that my legs and feet are still shaking from the tension I was sleeping on? In the middle of the night, I woke up as if I had heard some strange noise. I squinted my eyes vigorously (supposedly to wake me up faster) and pricked up my ears. Yes, there was a very strange sound, and it sounded like ...... Godmother is talking to herself.

Strangely, however, I listened for a while and realized that she was not talking to herself, but rather to another person.

The godmother said, "The Dark Inquisition has set its sights on you, don't you know?"

"I know, but I'm going to find my son, and I've been separated from him for more than twenty years," said the godmother. ”

The godmother said, "Surely you will follow this path and you will find your son?

The godmother said, "Always try, otherwise I won't be reconciled." ”

The godmother said, "Then why take Emmons, without him holding you back, you are now in Uxhall." Don't say anything about relying on his intelligence analysis ability, as you can see today, he basically has no intelligence analysis ability. In the end, if you hadn't given him a clear hint, he wouldn't have been able to escape the assassination at all