Where did the Assassin go? Soon, someone gave an answer. Behind Li Mo, Jack opened his bow and shot an arrow into the open space on the side.

The arrows sped and then sank into the ground, and no one was hit in the process. However, Li Mo didn't have any surprised expression on his face, just looked there with a smile. After the arrow landed, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness, and at this time he was holding a dagger and looking at Jack in front of him with a look of horror. Apparently, he had just been exposed from stealth in order to dodge Jack's arrows.

"Friend, isn't it a little rude for you to say hello like this, just like walking over?" Li Mo looked at the assassin who was already covered in cold sweat with a hint of ridicule on his face.

Jens's face was frightened, his heart was beating violently in his chest, and the moment the arrow came just now, Jens felt that he had seen the smile of death. However, the arrow only grazed his body and did not cause damage to himself. Jens knew that this was not because the archers were not good, everything showed that the opponent had shown mercy.

Glancing at Li Mo, who was looking at him with a smile, Jens swallowed hard, didn't speak, just silently withdrew his dagger and walked back to his team. Now that their stealth has been discovered by them, the only advantage of being an assassin is gone, and if they don't go back, they can only be beaten by the enemy. In fact, Jens knew very well that at this time, he was not even qualified to say a cruel word.

"Don't be angry, I'm just kidding. The man who came forward first was full of smiles on his face at this time, rubbing his hands, with a set of almost expressions. For what happened just now, a joke, I want to cover up the past.

Whether it's a joke or not, in fact, everyone knows very well. But this man is gambling, betting that in front of this group of outsiders who look dressed as visitors from a foreign land, they will not really tear their faces with themselves.

"A few people, looking at the appearance of a few people, they must be strangers. It's not good to get to Sin City without a proper guide, it's easy to be deceived. My name is Haute, if you don't dislike it, let's make friends?" Haute patted his chest, looking righteous. It's just that his eyes rolled, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, Victoria, who had been bowing his head and playing with the dagger in his hand, took a step forward gently, and the dagger in his hand slowly moved forward with this step. Then, Vittorio remained in this position, raised his head, and looked at Haute with a smile: "Mr. Haut, I don't think you really make friends." ”

At this moment, the figure of another assassin appeared in front of Vittorio. Unlike Jens just now, the Assassin's eyes were full of pleading as he looked at Victoria, but he didn't dare to move. Because the dagger in Victoria's hand was on his neck at this time, and the cold air from the blade had already caused a layer of fine goosebumps to appear on his body. He knew that as long as the hand holding the dagger gently loosened forward, he would never see the sun again tomorrow morning.

"Don't, don't, don't. Haute waved his hand again and again, and it was only then that he was really panicked. I have occupied this street for many years, and I have earned a lot of income from the gray business, but I have never been attacked by others. It was these Assassins who were now held in the hands of Victoria, as if they were holding his economic lifeline.

At this time, Haute no longer had the same gangster appearance as he had just now, and anxiously signaled Victoria not to kill the assassin: "Several, I admit defeat, don't be impulsive." This time it's my little brother I'm wrong, as long as you let Kendi go, you can drive it as much as you want. ”

As he spoke, Haute's mouth was filled with bitterness, all along, with the appearance of a gangster and a few pretending subordinates to cover up, and then let the assassins wait for the opportunity to sneak attack, many strong people were planted in their hands like this, and their deaths were unknown. But this time, Haute knew that the person who planted it was himself.

Now that Jens and Kendi have been discovered by them, can the other Assassins be spared?

Sure enough, just as Haute had finished saying this, he saw a man dressed as a druid in the opposite group, with a flick of his staff, a thorn emerged from the ground, forcing a sneaking assassin out and wrapping it tightly around it. In the thorn bush, Haute saw a few twitches inside, and then there was no movement.

Then, the druids and rangers struck one after another, and the assassins they sent out appeared one by one. The life and death of those surrounded by thorns are uncertain, and those who are forced out by the rangers no longer have the good luck of Jens. Annoyed that they were not interested, Jack tried to get closer, and fired a flurry of arrows from his bow, and all the Assassins he had chosen were shot in the left leg and lay on them wailing.

For a while, the originally silent street was full of wails, and several surrounding houses were exposed with lights. Obviously, the movement here has attracted their attention.

Those who have the courage to live here are obviously not good people. At this time, behind the bright and dark windows, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at me.

"Friend, is it a bit too much for you to do this?" Haute's face turned completely gloomy, and without these assassins, Haute's strength was equivalent to being completely destroyed. Even if the Assassins surrounded by thorns did not die, the Assassins who were shot in the leg were already incapacitated.

In Sin City, when you lose your combat effectiveness, it means death. Haute knew that after today, he didn't know how many enemies would take advantage of this opportunity to find him, and he would need to think about fleeing now.

A simple blackmail, or a simple assassination. As he had done so many times before, Haut didn't think he needed to put in much effort. But, now it seems, I was wrong. This operation may be the last. Even if he escaped with his men, it would not be so easy to retake the street.

When you fail once, others will face you with a lot less fear. And then, they have the courage to fight. The enemy who could have been forced back by intimidation is no longer possible.

Haut is well aware of this. In the same way, Li Mo is also very clear about this. Li Mo knew that at this time, he had to cleanly solve the Haute in front of him. Only in this way can you knock back all the eyes that are peeping in the dark. Otherwise, once you are targeted, you will always be in trouble.

Li Mo is not afraid of fighting, but he is afraid of trouble, and when he can solve the trouble at once, he will not let it ferment again.

Therefore, Li Mo stretched out his hand, and the space staff appeared in his hand from the darkness, and at this time, it was time to show the elegant combat efficiency of the space mage.