Loki's eyes were blood-red, and his mind was in a state of vertigo, but he didn't let go.

All the efforts he had made - 'quantum computer', 'system function optimization' and 'basic professional skills' were all left behind by him, just to bite off a piece of human trafficker's meat.

Quaid threw two more punches, both of which hit the half-elf's forehead, but the pain had not lessened a bit, and the half-elf boy would not let go as if he was dead.

Loki suddenly writhed wildly, his teeth rubbing against the flesh, and as his body twisted, the flesh of his wrist was torn off little by little.

"Ah, you bastard. ”

Quaid went insane with pain, and he punched the half-elf away, but along with it was the piece of flesh on his wrist.

Loki's mind was in a state of confusion, and he crawled to the corner of the wall with a little bit of consciousness, picked up the short-armed crossbow that had been tightened earlier, and forcibly activated the visual lock face image function.

A 'buzz' bowstring sounded, and the bolt of the crossbow shot like a flash of lightning straight at Quaid's figure walking towards him.

Quaid's body instinctively reacted, and he raised his injured arm to block the vital point of his face.

I saw that on his raised palm, a sharp crossbow arrow was immediately shot, and the arrow that flashed with cold light almost pierced his eyes.

There was a piercing pain in his arm, and Quaid couldn't help but scream, a piece of flesh had been bitten off his wrist, and blood was flowing, and now, even his palm was pierced by a crossbow arrow.

Loki was a little unwilling, he could see that Quaid was only an arm that could not be used, but he was not too seriously mortally injured.

"Run, Loki, you all run, take Hazel with you. It was Lynn's voice.

It turned out that at this moment, the lame Lynn, who had fainted at first, suddenly woke up, and he rushed over regardless of the danger, and hugged the thigh of the fierce Biluquid.

Loki gritted his teeth and sat on the ground as if he hadn't heard of it, his gray eyes suddenly losing focus.

In the deep consciousness space, he holds the starlight in his hand, and all the remaining spiritual will is concentrated here, and the information beam is concretized.

As if from his own memory, he felt the image of two brothers, 'Billy' and 'Jamie', who were skilled in force and defeated countless villains on their way to life.

Some of these bundles of information soon spawned a memory, which became the memory of his instinctive limbs.

Loki felt that this movement seemed to become instinct, from the lower limbs to the waist to cooperate with the force, and then to the upper body to use the power of the whole body rotation, the action standard threw a perfect roundhouse kick, and what was even more surprising was that every enemy who was hit in the head and upper body by the roundhouse kick would inevitably be knocked to the ground.

The volley roundhouse kick (which is bound to knock down) ———— comes from the Double Dragon.

Loki abruptly withdrew from his deep consciousness, and as soon as his brain absorbed this beam of information, it immediately felt like it was cracking.

However, there was no time left, and he immediately struggled to get up, regardless of the pain.

Although it took less than a moment to spend less than a moment in the deep consciousness space, Lynn's condition was not good, his legs were being grabbed by human traffickers, Quaid smashed the beggar's entire body against the wall, and in a single moment, Lynn was completely unconscious, and if he did it again, his skull and neck could be shattered by the solid wall.

At this moment, Quaid's thigh suddenly wrapped around a small figure, hugging tightly and trying to shake.

Loki was so anxious that he saw that it was Hazel, the youngest girl of only four years old.

Quaid flicked his leg twice without care, how strong can a four-year-old beggar be? Sure enough, Hazel was immediately shaken to the ground, and then kicked away, and the four-year-old girl flew several meters away, and then lay motionless on the ground.

"Roar!

Loki's eyes were instantly blood-red, his voice was hoarse, and he rushed forward regardless of his physical strength.

"Damn you! Die, Quaid. ”

The half-elf boy jerked out one of the tactical claw knives, and with a flash of black light, the short blade flew towards Quaid's chest.

Quaid couldn't dodge, but the flying short blade didn't hurt him, it only stabbed him in the shoulder, and the claw blade was too short to cause only flesh damage.

Quaid, who had a cruel smile on his face, didn't care, and planned to use his physical strength and other advantages to fight in close quarters, but he grabbed the half-elf boy's shoulder with victory.

Loki's eyes were red, and this time he didn't choose to dodge head-on, but slightly let Quaid's arm go, and suddenly spun back to exert force, and jumped a little high in the air slightly.

A perfect volley slalom kick that slammed into Quaid's shoulder.

The power of this roundhouse kick was not huge, and the half-elf boy's thighs were not even as thick as Quaid's arms.

But it is unimaginable that Quaid, who was kicked, stumbled violently and fell backwards to the ground with unsteady steps.

Before he could hold his arm to get up, a figure passed by Quaid, and the sharp claw knife cut off half of his arm without appreciation, and the strength of his hand and a large number of blood vessels were directly torn apart.

With a panicked roar, Quaid was mortally wounded in both arms, and he finally got a little scared and tried to get up and run back.

Loki certainly wouldn't let him succeed, and at the same time pulled out the claw knife on Quaid's shoulder with his left hand, and the half-elf boy held the blade in both hands, and rolled on the ground with his short body, and when he got up, Quaid had a ligament behind the knee of one leg.

Quaid's body, which was just about to get up, also became unsupportable, and he was caught off guard and half-knelt on the ground, at this time his hands and one leg were already crippled, and he had no power to fight back.

"You're finished, Quaid. The half-elf boy let out a low roar, he would never let go of this human trafficker.

Seeing that his two-handed tactical claw knife turned into a ball of light and shadow, the intermediate dagger mastery was brought into full play, and one by one the backblades continued to cut through the flesh and skin of the human traffickers.

"No, half-elf cub, how dare you?"

Quaid let out a cry of fear, and he finally tasted what it was like to be mistreated by a beggar, even worse than a beggar who died at his hands.

Loki held the tactical claw knife in both hands at a super level, his movements were as fast as light and shadow, and his two arms were already so tired that he was unconscious.

But the anger and coldness in his heart supported the person in front of him.

Time passed, and a large pool of bright red blood gathered on the ground, and Quaid's wail gradually weakened.

The sounds around him gradually fell silent, but the sound of skin being cut and muscles being cracked did not stop.

Quaid still had a little breath, how could Loki let him die so easily, he deliberately avoided some arteries and vital places in the other party's body, didn't he see that his head was still intact?

"Ha, do you want to die? No, you won't die so easily, Quaid. ”

The half-elf boy laughed frantically, he finally stopped his movements, but his small face had a lingering hideousness.

Then he moved quickly, walked directly to the hole where the food was usually hidden, and pulled out a burlap bag.

When he opened it, there was indeed a small pile of white coarse salt, and walked over to the almost skinned human trafficker on the ground, and sprinkled a piece of coarse salt evenly on it.

'Ahh

Quaid's dying body suddenly writhed wildly.

I don't know if Quaid, the trafficker before he died, would repent of what he had done to those children who had died in vain.

However, Loki didn't care about that, he just wanted Quaid to die a more painful death, for the sake of those beggars, and for himself.

Ned had already woken up, and he checked on Hazel's injuries at the same time, but luckily Quaid had only focused on Loki, and the little girl had only been kicked unconscious and had not suffered much damage.

Hazel's little body hid behind Ned, although she had long been sensible, but she still felt a little scared when she looked at the half-elf boy not far away and the terrifying flesh figure on the ground.

"Quaid is dead, Quaid is dead, it's too good to die. ”

Lame Lynn was seriously injured just now, and his body fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while, but he muttered happily in his mouth.

Red-haired Ned had a complicated look on his face and said, "Loki, what are we going to do?"

"Get out of here. ”

The half-elf boy inserted the two claw knives back into the scabbard behind his waist, and while recovering his strength, he retrieved the short-armed crossbow that he had just thrown on the ground, and said in a low and powerful voice.

"We're going to get out of the broken house, out of Fog Castle City. ”

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