readx;? Ian didn't expect Sika to be able to rush over, hadn't his legs already been pierced by himself?

Ian wanted to know the answer, but he didn't have the time to think about it. Pen ~ fun ~ Ge www.biquge.info Sika had already strangled his neck, and he had to temporarily give up the idea of ending up with Scarface, and instead stuffed a hand into Sika's arm, and then pushed Sika's hand desperately out, so as not to be strangled by him instantly.

But even so, he couldn't last long, Sika's strength was too great. Even though Ian was desperately resisting, the space left for his neck was getting harder and harder for him to breathe.

"Yes, that's it. The scar man, who had been beaten by Ian and couldn't get up, looked at Ian with a hideous face, "That's it, try harder, Sika, kill him!"

Ian felt desperately that Sika's strength was still growing. He seemed to have an infinite amount of power, and even if Ian had a body strengthened by the Iliad, it was not as good as his. In the midst of a desperate situation, Ian suddenly thought of something, and struggled to say, "Sika, let go." It's not you, is it? Do you remember me, do you remember Carl?"

At the mention of Karl, Ian visibly sensed that Sika's strength was a little less. It gave him a little respite. Ian knew he was right, and that was the same last time, when he mentioned Carl at a crucial moment, and Sika missed the chance to kill Ian.

He didn't really have amnesia! he must still have some memories left in his head, and Carl was the breakthrough!

"You won't forget Carl, will you. Ian struggled as he said, "Carl said you were his best brother, and you both grew up in the Crusaders' training camps, right?" ”

Sika's strength loosened a bit, which made Ian know he had guessed right again. He wasn't sure about the relationship between Sika and Carl at all, but Sika still remembered Carl when he forgot everyone, which means that the relationship between the two was very high. Ian recalls that Carl had said that Sika was a very poor boy and ignored anyone. So he boldly guessed that the two grew up together.

It really made him right.

"Sika, what are you doing bastard?" Scar Man couldn't help but be angry when he saw Sika's obvious relief, "Kill him, kill him!"

"Don't listen to him. Ian hurriedly said, "You're not his servant, you're Sika, you're a crusader." You're from the Stuart family, and most importantly, you're Carl's brother, and Carl won't want to see you like this, Sika!"

Sika's eyes were visibly confused, and the name Carl kept hitting his mind again. He seemed to see the guy in the haze, the bearded man in silver armor.

"Carl"

Sika opened her mouth and spat out the two bytes in a hoarse voice. He was like a traveler who had been short of water for a long time and was about to die of thirst, and at the last moment of his life, he drank a sip of pure nectar. Ian didn't know how long it had been since he spoke, and his voice was unconsciously reminiscent of a carrion. But it didn't matter, the moment he spoke, everything changed.

Maybe he regained his memory, or maybe he didn't. However, he slowly let go of his hand, disarming the threat to Ian's life.

The moment he saw Sika let go, Scar Man was in despair. He knew he had lost, and he knew what was going to happen to him. There was no other way but death, and no one could save him, not even the family of Moses.

"Do you have any last words? Ian looked at Scar's bloody face and clenched the knife in his hand.

Scar Man was silent for a long time, and just as he was about to speak, Ian sent the knife into Scar Man's mouth. Then in the resentful, puzzled, and confused eyes of the scar man, he said softly: "You are not qualified to say last words, because everyone in the Liuyun team has no last words." ”

This was the last thing the scar boy heard before.

"A hundred years ago, Lord Maple Leaf was cut off by a six-star dragon during a mission to cover the retreat of the town's residents. Quintina had slowly walked to Ian's side at some point, and looking at the tragic death of the scar man, she sighed, "A hundred years later, the descendants of Lord Maple Leaf will die in such a way." What the hell has changed?"

Ian didn't reply to Quintina, he didn't even care who the beautiful red-haired woman he had saved was. He looked at the body of the scar man and suddenly felt a little confused, this was the first time he had killed someone. Although he was justified, he killed after all, and as a hunter, his hands were stained with the blood of his own kind.

He didn't know if it was right or wrong.

Whatever, though.

Ian had something more important, he stood up, turned his head, and looked at Sika who was standing where he was, still dazed. He smiled and spread his arms to give Sika a hug, but the moment he reached out, a dagger flew under his armpit and sank straight into Sika's chest.

That's where the heart is.

Ian's smile froze. He watched as Sika's golden eyes dimmed a little, and finally collapsed under his outstretched hands.

"Poof".

The ordinary body, the moment it landed, splashed a cloud of dust.

Ian jerked his head back to see Dr. Ann smiling at him in the moonlight.

"Killing this monster and destroying the heart is the easiest and most effective way. Dr. Ann smiled, stabbing his sharp fingers into his heart.

Tonight is undoubtedly a sleepless night for the slums. Crusaders in silver armor replaced the men patrolling with sticks. They drove everyone home and then formed a big circle and didn't let anyone get close.

The people of the slums know that the circle is Dr. Ann's home.

They heard many, many voices that night. The sound of fighting, the crying, the roar of the beast. The adults hugged the children in their arms, patted them on the back and lulled them to sleep, and at the same time, they covered their ears with cotton cloths tremblingly.

When the night finally passed, people walked out of their homes and looked out into the circle formed by the Crusaders. Then they saw from afar that their beloved Dr. Ann was lying peacefully on the ground, as if asleep. And a boy was lying on his body, crying heartbreakingly.

"He's a good guy, he's just done a little bit wrong. Arris, whose entire face was wrapped in gauze, said to the red-haired woman next to him in a sullen voice.

"What do you know?"

"The information that just came from the Alchemy City. Aris carefully handed the parchment claddled under his armpit to Quintina, so that the parchment would not get his own blood," I looked at slightly. ”

Quintina took the parchment and glanced at it hurriedly, her face becoming a little unnatural.

"Bring it to Lord Rose. Quintina handed the parchment back to Aris, "By the way, tell Lord Lord that our mission is complete." ”

...