"There's something to say. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info "When the cold dagger landed on Winnington's neck, his whole body stiffened.

He really didn't expect that there was still a person hiding in the shadows without being discovered by him, this person's hiding ability and patience are really terrifying.

He is really at the end of his crossbow now, and the forcible killing of five people just now has consumed most of his strength, coupled with the continuous corrosion of the shackles of the gods, his strength has been infinitely suppressed to the minimum.

At this time, it was really his end of the road.

It will take at least five minutes for the people of the family to arrive at the scene, and the strength of this killer is definitely not weak, how can they delay him for five minutes?

"Whatever you want, say it, anything, I can satisfy you. "Winnington doesn't want to die, of course he can't want to die, he's so young, he still has so many dreams, how can he die here?

But the killer didn't give him any chance at all, and the moment he spoke, the dagger was already moving.

The cold breath invaded Wennington's body like a poisonous snake, and at the last moment, he knew that he would die on the spot if he hesitated for half a second.

Completely unable to allow him to think anymore, he let out a low roar, his eyes turned red in an instant, a shuddering aura came out of his body, and his muscles began to expand wildly.

At this time, he completely disregarded his last hole card, the secret of Resfeld's unpassed secret, and went berserk.

It is rumored that Lorenz, the ancestor of Resfeld in the past, was the last berserker on the continent, and the blood of berserkers was passed down in his blood, so his descendants also have the bloodline of berserkers, and with the family secret method, they can burst out with amazing combat power at critical moments.

It's just that this kind of outburst is extremely hurtful, and often after the outbreak, it is really weak, and it is very easy to lose your mind when it breaks out.

Winnington had no choice, his eyes were blurred, and his body couldn't help but want to destroy something with the instinct of the explosion, he could only hope that he could rely on the power of the explosion to kill the last killer, or survive for five minutes.

But the killer was extremely calm, he was not frightened by Winnington's berserk, he took a few steps back, keeping a distance from Winnington, a distance that would not be attacked by him, and would not give him a chance to escape.

Damn it.

Wen Nington scolded angrily in his heart, and the whole person wanted to pounce like a trapped beast, his spear had been lost, and now he could only fight with his bare hands.

It had to be fast, his consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and if he went berserk completely, he would definitely be played to death like a real beast.

"Roar-" Wen Nington let out a low roar, and the whole person finally went wild, he pounced, and the bursting breath ruffled the air, and actually made his dissipated momentum come back a little like a little back.

But the killer was faster, he calmly dodged Winnington's fierce blow, and the whole person flashed around Winnington like a phantom, and the dagger kept opening on Winnington's body in the flash, one by one, small openings, after accumulating to a certain extent, it was a terrible wound.

Winnington's blood kept flowing, especially since he had lost his invincible domineering body, his body was no longer as strong as he imagined.

Thirty-seventh knife.

Winnington finally fell to the ground.

It took a total of thirty-five seconds, with an average of one knife per second, accurate, fast, clean, and neat.

Extremely professional.

Su Junyan looked at Wen Nington coldly without taking a breath.

At this time, he was already angry, only a pair of eyes were barely open, looking at Su Junyan, his muscles began to calm down, and his blood was about to drain.

"It's you......" He said weakly, finally recognizing Su Junyan.

But Su Junyan still didn't speak, he was in the bonfire of the infinitely elongated shadow, and finally raised his knife.

"Wait a minute...... Winnington would say, "don't kill me, I can ......"

"Whew-" The knife had fallen.

"Make you stronger!" he roared with all his might.

Getting stronger?

It's a good reason, indeed, that's right, Su Junyan is eager to become stronger, to become very strong, because he has a lot of things to do, because he also has a lot of dreams.

However, getting stronger is not this variation.

There are things that have to be done.

Kill, his knife does not stop.

"Olivia!"

At the last moment, the knife had already been attached to Winnington's neck, and the sharp edge and boundless murderous aura made his neck begin to bleed.

Su Junyan stopped stiffly.

He didn't know why, but instinctively stopped when he heard the name Olivia.

Why?

Is this more important than getting stronger?

Is it more important than revenge?

Is it more important than taking out Winnington before his reinforcements arrive?

Su Junyan didn't know.

With three minutes and fifteen seconds left, if Winnington couldn't give a good answer, kill him.

"You like Olivia. Wen Nington saw that the opportunity had come, and hurriedly gasped in pain and spoke, although the knife pressed him extremely uncomfortable, but life was the most important thing.

"I can see that you like her very much, and she likes you, but what's the use of that? She is Olivia, the daughter of the royal family, even if Lancaster is not as beautiful as it was in the previous imperial era, and is also one of the five giants of Central Wangcheng, so her husband, her protector, and her marriage partner must definitely be someone who has enough status to match her, right? Even if you are strong, confident, and have a lot of abilities and secrets that ordinary people don't have, what's the use of that, you're always a person standing in the dark, you still don't have anything, you're not qualified. Wen Nington said a lot of words in a row, fast and fast, for fear that if he said one word slowly, Su Junyan's knife would fall.

He gasped violently.

Su Junyan was silent, his hand was still steady.

There are still three minutes left.

"Do you want to see her later, two years later, three years later marry someone she doesn't like at all?" and then you can only sigh in the shadows?

Su Junyan's hand jumped.

"What can you give me?" he finally spoke, with a little suppressed raw sand.

"Status, but also power. Winnington was blunt.

Su Junyan hesitated for a second and said, "Okay." ”

Then he let go of the knife, wrapped Winnington in his hand, and disappeared into the darkness.

There are two minutes and twenty seconds left.

Two minutes and twenty seconds later, Resfeld's men finally arrived, but only a few Assassin bodies were left at the scene, nothing else.

Winnington is missing.

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