"What the hell is going on out there?"

Wendy, who looked a little irritable because she had interrupted her good communication with her pet, jumped out of the carriage with a gun, and Dax and Cliff also appeared behind Wendy at the same time, the two of them were like ghosts that did not exist, and when they didn't want to be discovered, except for Eleven, who now has the blessing of the world quadrant, and Andre, who can communicate with all things in the world, no one in the entire convoy could find them, which is why Elevenn would hand over Wendy's safety to the two sisters. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's just that some of the little ones want to break into the camp, and we can deal with it, ma'am, and you better go back to the carriage and wait. ”

Jenn, the leader of the guard, walked quickly to Wendy and explained to her, Wendy nodded, but at this moment, Cliff, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and low, startling the senior warrior Jenn, who had always thought that the two black-robed squires of Lady Wendy were mute.

"The situation seems to be bad, the camp is full of malice, we are all surrounded!No, wait, someone is quickly clearing those dark posts in the southeast and northeast, it should be, Lord Elivan and Lord Andre!"

Wendy's eyes lit up and she pointed to the camp gate, "Let's go, let's go over and have a look, and help them buy a little time by the way." ”

Now Jenn couldn't stop Wendy's footsteps anymore, he stomped his foot, he could only follow quickly, but he was more cautious than before, as an old man who had been in the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce for seven years, he knew the status of that Young Master Eleven's in the hearts of President Vince and Old Hall's butler, and this Lady Wendy and Young Master Pars also had a relationship like sister and brother, if something happened to any of these two, he wouldn't have to go back, and he would be thankful that he could be a wandering warrior at that time.

And at the gate at this moment, five or six guys in black clothes and black pants, carrying double knives on their backs, were looking impatiently at their leader and the old man at the gate of the camp bargaining, according to the ideas of these guys, what else to talk about, kill directly into it, it is best to find people, and if you can't find anyone, go directly to the next place, in this land of northern Xinjiang, except for the Baishi Society and the Royal Family of Lodal, who else dares to argue with the ten major guilds? A few businessmen are just a few businessmen, just cut down, it's not a big deal.

As everyone knows, their leader, the fat man with a gloomy face is also ugly, the reason why he is willing to talk to these lowly guards for so long is because he saw the sign of the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce on the wooden door of the camp, for this new force that has been in the limelight in northern Xinjiang recently, he has no intention of offending, doing the business of intelligence dealers, what is particular is to make money with a harmonious atmosphere, and the more friends of wine and meat, the better, so at the beginning, he also planned to have a good talk with the owner of the caravan, let them go in and search, anyway, it is also a routine, everyone just takes a step back, but he didn't expect that the owner of the caravan would not even give him the opportunity to meet, directly sent a few small soldiers to block the door, let him talk about it, just one sentence over and over again,

"No, if you don't speak, we won't let you in. ”

“md！”

The fat man's heart was also angry with the evil fire, his left hand behind his back, and made a secret gesture towards several people, and the impatient wanderers immediately unsheathed their hands and forced over, and the guards saw this scene, and immediately took off the dwarven muskets on their backs, and also aimed the black muzzles at them, these muskets were specially ordered by the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce from the Regenmore Artisan Guild Muskets, these muskets, which are more or less borrowed from the concept of modern firearms, have a slender body, are equipped with bayonet holders, and are simple to operate, and can also form a very suitable musket needle for defense when necessary, compared to ordinary bandits, robbers, the power is enough, and the most important thing is that the price is low, and it can be said that it is very suitable for arming the low-level guards of the caravan.

And just when the two sides were murderous and about to see blood, a crisp voice came from behind the guard,

"Put down your guns!"

As soon as the guards heard this, they immediately put away the loaded spears and got out of the way, and the fat man who drew out two pale green daggers was also stunned, and then gestured backwards, and those wanderers were very reluctant but finally put away the long knives in their hands, but when they saw Wendy coming over, they all became hippie smiles again, and a few of them whistled quite presumptuously.

When the fat man saw Wendy's unpowdered but beautiful appearance, he also put away his dagger at the right time, changed it to a sanctimonious expression, and coughed lightly, "This lady is the head of the caravan, right? I'm the second-level director of the Bay City Stalker Guild, Mad, it's a pleasure to meet you." After saying that, he stretched out his chubby hand, as if he wanted to shake Wendy's hand with him.

But Wendy just looked at Maide's black hand with a little disgust, and didn't mean to shake hands with him at all, and asked straight to the point,

"Director Made, what are you doing with these heavily armed Mr. Wanderers to our camp at night? Could it be that the rules of the Stalker Guild have changed now? Are they all on duty at night?"

Made's face immediately deteriorated, and he snorted coldly, "Of course not, we were only in this wasteland this time to hunt down a defector from the Stalker Guild, and now we have reason to believe that he is hiding in your caravan's camp." ”

"Oh, you said you were hiding here, you were hiding here? Then I said you are robbers, you are robbers, right?"

Jenn, who was standing beside Wendy, replied disdainfully, "Although the Stalker Guild is overwhelming, the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce also has our own rules, so please go back, or ask your boss to come and talk." ”

What Jenn meant was that Mad's second-level supervisor status was not a fart, unless the branch president or vice president of the Stalker Guild in Bay City came in person, they would open the camp, in fact, for the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, which now has a power across the north and south of the continent, and is also connected with the Vorkin Church and the Lucky Church, it already has the capital to compete head-on with the five smaller professional guilds in the top ten guilds, and of course the remaining five pan-continental behemoths are still insurmountable mountains for them.

Now Mad's face was even more ugly, he simply tore his face directly, and the dagger that was obviously coated with poison was taken by him again, this guy sneered,

"When did a lowly businessman dare to be so presumptuous in front of the professionals? It seems that tonight I will teach you what the rules are!

As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Wendy, the weakest of the bunch, his eyes full of twisted smiles, and the wanderers behind him also laughed and drew their knives, and pounced on the guards like wolves, these guys could be said to be fearless in such a close battle, in their eyes, the muskets in the hands of those guards were almost like burning sticks!

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, the second-level supervisor Mader flew back upside down at a faster speed than rushing over, the muzzle of the pistol in Wendy's hand was still glowing with cyan fire, and the big fat man Mad's chest was already stained with blood, and he was hit head-on in the chest by a magic crystal bullet worth more than a thousand gold coins, unless he was an intermediate professional or above, he would definitely be dead, unfortunately, although the majestic director Mader was now a high-level thief, he could reach the range of an intermediate professional, but the ruthless opponent fired three more shots at his defenseless body, so after he howled in pain for a few minutes, he cut his heart because of the magic crystal fragment, died tragically on this wasteland.

The other wanderers were so frightened by this scene that they stopped what they were doing, and the next moment, the muskets lined up by the guards opened fire in unison, even if the shadows around their bodies took the initiative to elongate at this moment, helping them block those metal bullets, but the next moment, just when they came back to their senses, the ground around them began to shake violently, and within a few seconds, four big rock hands were formed, two by two, and the five unlucky guys who had no time to dodge in the future were trapped in the veritable "Five Finger Mountain" In the middle, they saw a ruthless figure with a full body of silver plate armor, a full helmet on his head, a hideous chain of bullets hanging from his body, and only a pair of cold eyes on his body, coming out of the darkness, carrying a huge war hammer on his back, and holding a strangely shaped black gun in both hands, which was loaded with a click, and then the muzzle of the gun that shone with a strange light was aimed at them.

"Bang!"

The muzzle of the shotgun burst into flames, and at a distance of less than ten meters, the power of the many magic crystal beads that flew out from the muzzle of the gun that were carved into small balls reached the maximum, and after a continuous explosion of small energy, the five guys with missing arms and legs were not dead, but they were all only one breath away from death.

The other two wanderers standing on the periphery immediately turned around and jumped into the shadows when they saw that the situation was wrong, this is the life-saving skill of the intermediate stalkers, the professional of the stalker department because they embraced the shadows wholeheartedly, so the goddess of the night Shar gave them the ability to enter the shadow plane in a short period of time, this ability will gradually improve with the improvement of the stalkers' own strength, and reach the point of being supernatural in the hands of the shadow dancers, it is said that now the number of shadow dancers on the continent can even keep shuttling in the shadow plane all day, so except for the top powerhouses, no one can escape the assassination of these guys who can disappear at any time and can appear anywhere。

But these two guys were not shadow dance thieves who came and went without a trace, just two stalker juniors who had just reached the intermediate level, so the moment they appeared in the wilderness hundreds of meters away from the camp, two bullets that arrived almost simultaneously pierced their left and right eyes respectively, and even the shadow of the protective body could not help them block the expected blow, and in the blink of an eye, the two headless corpses fell to the ground red with their own brains and blood.

Eleven, who had already grabbed Wendy's waist, put the gray pistol back into his belt in a dashing manner, and the completion level had reached 80% In the second vision given by the quadrant of the world, the elemental shocks caused by the two guys who fled in a hurry in the shadow plane were so conspicuous that almost a blind person could see them, so after the second vision calculated the landing location of the two guys, Eleven fired two bullets almost with his eyes closed, and the trajectory of the bullets was almost exactly the same as the trajectory of the elemental fluctuations brought by the running of the two fools, that is, they themselves collided with the scythe of death that took their lives.

As for the brilliant double headshot, Elivan could only shrug his shoulders, it was really just a stunning accident.

"Jenn, there are still some living wanderers and assassins in the woods around the camp, you take them and capture them, break one leg each, and leave them all here when you leave tomorrow morning!"

Elivan took the towel handed over by Dax, wiped the wound on his arm, and faced more than twenty opponents who were proficient in stealth, even if Elivan's strength has been significantly improved now, it is impossible for him to be uninjured at all, in fact, even Andre's stainless steel plate armor has been pierced several times in this "hunt", these intermediate stalkers are almost not a big problem for the two of them when they come one by one, but more than three of them are quite troublesome.

In the face of this kind of obviously ill-intentioned guy, Elivan naturally can't be polite, now there is a big banner of the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, he simply made a clear move, but Jenn was not dissatisfied with this decision, on the contrary, he was happy to take the guards to carry out the mission, every new boss wants to take the position, must kill an old boss, this is the rule of the underground world, Jenn thinks that this rule also applies to the current Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, anyway, the well-known Stalker Guild is not known for its frontal combat effectiveness, and when the Chamber of Commerce was not yet developed, they were the caravan guards, and is not less angry with the robbers who are secretly hired by the Stalker Guild.

As for Eliven and Andre, naturally they followed Wendy to see the elf who was almost killed by her.

The reason why he almost killed him was because the elf's luck was too good, he was originally seriously injured, and it stands to reason that Wendy was shot six times in a row, so he should die, but four of those six shots deviated from the internal organs, and the remaining two shots were stuck in the bones, as if something was protecting him in the dark, at least in Eleven's opinion, Wendy, who had been trained by him in shooting skills and was quite talented in this area, should not have been so popular.

In a short time, several people walked to a dark tent in the camp, where Cliff was wiping the blood from the face of the young elf who had just stopped bleeding, and the younger sister of the "Dark Sisters" was clearly very attentive to this, at least Elevenn had never seen her so gentle.

"Cliff! What are you doing! Damn it!"

Dax, who would follow Wendy in, jumped out first when she saw her sister's actions, startling Cliff, but she quickly stood up, walked up to Eleven's side with a letter in both hands, and handed it to him before explaining to her sister,

"I... I just want to see this guy's face, because I found this letter on him, and he obviously knows something, and those things have a lot to do with the purpose of Lord Eleven's trip!"

"Really?"

Dax looked at his sister, who looked at her usual looking, suspiciously, and then at the envelope in Elivan's hand, and then snorted coldly, "It's better to do this, or I'll kill him! Hmph!"

Elivan slapped Wendy's palm with interest, and the two turned their heads to look intently at the "Dark Sisters" who first quarreled and then walked out of the tent hand in hand, showing each other a weird smile, and at this time, Andre spoke first,

"Do you think Dax has some special feelings for me? Look, she just looked at me a few times. ”

“......”

"Chase her!"

Elevenn rolled her eyes and gave Andrei an answer that made the orc blush and heartbeat, while Wendy was a little more tactful, she patted Andrei's breastplate,

"You know what? Andrey, Dax and I often accidentally reveal some of their previous things when we talk to them, and I think he needs a partner who can shelter her from the wind and rain and fulfill all her wishes, and I think you're a good fit, really!

"Oh, really?"

The voice from under the helmet was chaotic for a moment, and then Andre, who was a little restless, stood up and left the tent with his war hammer on his back, "I think I'm in heat! I'm going to find Dax! now!"

"Oh~~ I think I'm in heat!"

Elavian and Wendy looked at each other, and Andrew's orc-style slang stunned both of them, and then Elavin held his throat and said something in Andre's rough voice, causing Wendy to throw herself into his arms and laugh.

"Hey, Andrei's kid is guilty tonight! Dax is not a girl that ordinary people can deal with. ”

Wendy smiled as she curled a strand of her hair and said to Eleven, who shrugged, "That's his own business, isn't it?"

Then he turned around, drew the gray pistol from his belt, put it on the forehead of the unconscious elf, and asked with a grim smile on his face,

"And Mr. Elf, when else would you like to see?"

"Okay, okay, I'll throw in the towel! Put down the toys made by the gnomes, okay? I'm not one of those uninformed savages or the "flowery" woman around you! I remember she was the one who injured me, but since I was at fault in the first place, forget it, now you just need to let go of me, and I'll leave on my own, and I won't get you in trouble, what do you think of this advice?"

The elven young man who opened his eyes looked at Elivan with a smile, and then disdainfully removed the muzzle of the gun he had nailed to his forehead, and opened his mouth in a lingua franca full of southern accents, but the arrogance that only elves can have was fully revealed, as if at this moment he was not a prisoner whose life was hanging by a thread, but like a nobleman who came to a picnic.

And in the face of this elven-style answer, Elivan's response was also very simple, he tilted his head at the elven young man who exuded a strong unruly aura all over his body, and then aimed the muzzle of the gun in his hand at his thigh,

"Bang!"

"Ah!!h

The young elf has clearly reached the strength of a high-level stalker, and he is only one step away from the big thief, the strength of his body is undoubted, but the more powerful destructive power of the magic crystal bullet is suddenly revealed, the bullet that shoots from the muzzle of the gun breaks through his surface skin in an instant, and after being hindered by the bones, the fragile and stable magic circle on the top of the magic crystal is destroyed, and the crazy surging energy inside the magic crystal instantly explodes, pushing the fragments of the magic crystal to directly open a blood hole the size of a baby's fist in his thigh, from which you can clearly see the white bones of Sensen, as well as the deep scratches on the bones。

The young elf's face was full of astonishment, but before he could react to the attack, the pain that pierced his heart made him abandon all etiquette and pride, and like a badly wounded beast, his face twisted and howled at Elivan,

"Smack!"

Elivan slapped the distorted face to the ground where he was lying, then grabbed the young elf by the collar and pulled him towards his own face, still the same smiling face,

"That's why I hate talking to kids like you who don't understand anything, and if you say it honestly, you're going to have nothing?

That's right, Elivan's blow is venting Wendy's anger, his little girlfriend is not as simple as it seems on the surface, as early as a few years ago, Elivan found in an occasional experiment that Wendy has a very weak elf blood in her body, it is estimated that this girl's ancestors may have intermarried with elves, this situation is very common in the southern hills, and most pure-blood elves are very friendly to humans in Wendy's situation, but there are always some unreliable guys who think that pureblood is justice, and all races have this kind of guy who is afraid of the world, and the elves who are indisputable are the same。

And "flower skin" is the contempt of those radical elves to insult those humans and half-elves who have more or less elven blood in their bodies, and its meaning is the same as "mongrel" in lingua franca and "borg" in orc language, but for Elivan, who grew up with Wendy, the girl next to him is almost equivalent to the weight of the whole world, coupled with the character of retribution that he has cultivated since childhood, it is already for the sake of the letter that he can leave the life of this unlucky elf.

In fact, really speaking, Wendy's situation is no different from ninety-nine percent of humans, and the only benefit that the elven blood in her body is so weak that it is almost imperceptible to her is that kind of indifferent temperament that ordinary women can't imitate at all, after all, it is the temperament of ignoring everything that only a weak-minded and almost immortal elf can have under the precipitation of tens of thousands of years, in addition, everything about her is no different from ordinary people, and in a sense, if it weren't for meeting Elivan, this trace of elf blood might have become the beginning of Wendy's nightmare, so for this girl, which is not something to boast about.

Elivan's blow undoubtedly interrupted the young elf's last trace of arrogance, and he nodded with fear on his face, and Elivan put him down with satisfaction, and patted his face again, "Very good, this is a good boy!".

Then he said to Wendy,

"Call Cliff over and help him heal his wounds, or I'm afraid he won't be able to finish my question." ”