After evening, the sky that had been shrouded in mist had completely darkened, and there was silence on the streets of the curfew of Fog Castle City.

Several embarrassed members of the Bloody Hand Glory Society not only have to walk in the dark, but also have to carefully avoid the night patrol team.

It's okay to be discovered by the city guards, but if it is discovered by some church night patrol team, it is likely to be interrogated as a cultist, and even if you don't die, you may shed your skin.

A gang member muttered resentfully, "Damn the merchant group, without the background of the local nobles, is so arrogant, it doesn't even take the glory of the bloody hand in his eyes." ”

"Be quiet!" McCann, who had a scar on his mouth, lectured beside him, "I'll talk about it when I get back." ”

The gangster whispered, "McCann, can you bear this breath, that hateful dwarf, but I will beat you up when I come up." ”

McCann's voice was a little cold, "Recently, the church and the nobles have been under martial law to arrest the cultists of the evil gods. That bullshit brotherhood new business group, there is no local background, just talk about the boss of the Borg. ”

The gangster's voice couldn't help but be a little louder, and he said excitedly: "This is a good idea, as the boss of the Borg, report it directly to the church, and then the business group will be doomed......"

"Shhhhhh

After a while, a well-armored knight led a team of city guards to hurriedly patrol and walk, but did not find anyone hiding in the shadows.

In the low-light night vision image, a green image is relatively clear.

After the night patrol team passed, several gang members stopped talking, and became more cautious, walking along the street in the dark towards a three-story building.

Loki stared with a pair of gray eyes, this should be a major stronghold of the Glory of the Bloody Hand.

Not to mention that the few gang members who were instructed to do so might have been busy replying to the higher-ups, Loki also inquired from some beggars during the day.

This is not a hidden location in the south of the city, it should be the lair of the Bloody Hand Glory Society.

'Bang, bang...... After a knock on the door, the chained door opened, and several gang members entered the building.

The half-elf pulls out the metal mask.

He put the white, somewhat old Jason mask on his face, adding some coldness and gloom to the dark environment.

There is no need to enter through the main entrance, and with the optimization of low-light night vision and spatial vision, he has a subtle understanding of the surrounding static environment and buildings.

With the swift footsteps of the 'Wanderer's War Dance', Loki quickly moved over, stepping directly on the wall of the building.

'Da, da......' There were a few faint footsteps, and he actually walked six or seven steps up in a row at a 45-degree oblique angle, as if his body was not controlled by gravity.

This is the result of the optimization of nerve control in the lower limbs, and the speed and dexterity of the foot to a certain extent.

This kind of footstep action similar to the 'moon step' made even some top parkour enthusiasts in the previous life bow down when they saw this action.

With the inertia of his footsteps, he almost approached a window on the second floor, and the half-elf looked at it and stretched out his palm.

Three powerful fingers clasped tightly on the raised window, and even with the weight of his heavy weapon, his body remained firmly still.

With a pull-up in his left arm, Loki climbed up quietly with little effort and with only one-handed strength.

Pulling out a sharp tactical claw knife, he quietly sliced the window bolt open, and he sneaked straight in.

......

The dim lamp was lit by candles, and behind a large desk, the black hand Borg was dressed as a traditional thief, and his face was a little gloomy.

"You idiots, you didn't even take out your weapons, you were beaten up and came back directly?"

One of the gang members defended: "Boss Borg, many of those savage merchant bastards are adventurers, and they are several times larger than us......"

"Ah......h

Black Hand Borg said coldly: "Stupid quibble, it's really useless, just charge a little protection money, and you can't even do this little thing......"

The scream was still full of anger, and several other gang members couldn't help but tremble with fear, only McCann, who had a scar on his mouth, made the reaction of the 'Senjin Brotherhood' business group specific and clear.

Black Hand Borg had a gloomy face, suddenly smiled, and said coldly: "This stupid merchant group, you don't need to listen to the name of Nasenjin, it looks like an adventurer." Dare to defy our Bloody Hand Glory Society. ”

McCann chimed in, "That's right, the guy in the lead, and emphasized that the Grand Bazaar is the territory of the Blood Bottle Gang, saying that our Bloody Hand Glory will be minions. ”

Regarding the territory of the Blood Vials, it is the sore spot of the Black Hand Borg.

A few years ago, the Bloody Hand Glory Society was not weak, and he also had a background in the Thieves' Guild, but a half-elf cub escaped, resulting in the death of two of its leaders, as well as the death of an important member of the Thieves' Guild.

The resulting effects have contributed to the growing decline of the Bloody Hand's glory.

Damn half-elf cubs, maybe they're still alive right now. Black Hand Borg gritted his teeth, and finally commanded his subordinates.

"If you go again tomorrow, threaten them with the statement of reporting to the Blue Moon Church of Truth. Damn the adventurer merchants, wait until the gold is collected, and then teach them a good lesson......"

McCann had just nodded in agreement, and the thick wooden door of the room was gently pushed open from the outside.

In the dark corridor, a cold voice came.

"Don't wait for tomorrow, you can talk about it now......"

A miserable white metal mask first appeared in the eyes of everyone, and the strong figure that slowly entered, holding a sword and shield, was obviously ill-intentioned.

The Black Hand Borg was behind his desk, slamming and pulling on a string, and a chain of metal bells rang out in the hallway.

Black Hand Borg said disdainfully: "This is which fool admits the wrong door, dares to break into the Bloody Hand Honor Society, capture him alive for me, I want to skin and torture this guy ......"

There was a sound of footsteps in the hallway, and even the gangsters who had already fallen asleep, wearing only pants and holding short-bladed weapons, rushed out.

"Yes, Boss Borg. ”

"Obey the order, catch this pretending to be a ghost!"

Behind Jason's mask, the half-elf showed a cold smile, and only the person closest to him could faintly distinguish the sound from behind the mask.

"That's exactly what I want, the Bloody Hand Glory Society, after waiting so long, it's time to settle accounts......"

Some gangsters who have not been trained in martial arts have a hooligan way to fight.

A member of the Bloody Hand Glory Society, who rushed through the door first, had rich experience in street fighting, he raised the sturdy wooden chair in his hand, and 'buzzed' a gust of wind, directly like the back of the masked figure smashed over.

The ability of spatial vision not only has three-dimensional observation, but also can infer the surrounding situation in a small area in the form of dynamic models.

The half-elf flicked the round shield with his left arm, accurately blocking the side and rear attacks.

There was a cracking sound of 'bang~bang', and the wooden chair smashed on the metal round shield, directly falling apart and collapsing the sawdust. The gang member looked happy, thinking that he had won the gang's credit.

Immediately afterward, he suddenly felt a bone-cracking pain in his forehead, and he immediately lost consciousness.

It turned out that at close range, Loki held the black iron one-handed sword with his backhand, turned slightly and swung his fist violently.

The diamond-shaped one-handed sword counterweight turned into an extension of a fist, shattering the most hardened forehead bone of the daring gangster.

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