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readx;? Horry removed his pipe and exhaled the cigarette in his mouth, forming a long, narrow white line. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 With a blood-stained hunting knife in his hand, he stared coldly at the enemy in front of him, and a fierce flash flashed in his eyes, like a fierce hungry wolf. The people who were swept by this glance subconsciously took a few steps back, after all, the blood of their companions was still trampled under their feet.

"Bastard!" the bandit leader scolded, "he's just alone! A siege is enough for him to die countless times! Not to mention that he's a bad old man!"

If you look at the face alone, Horry is indeed a bad old man. With gray hair and wrinkles piled up, his figure also bowed. It stands to reason that such an elderly man should lie on a recliner at home and spend his old age in peace, and when disaster comes, he panics and is cut off his head to end his life.

However, he did not, he had a strong body, and superb sword skills. A knife on a human head, not missed, he was like the best of murderers, the hunting knife cut off the head, and when the blood splashed on his face, he didn't blink an eye.

How can such a person be regarded as a bad old man?

"You know what?" said Horry, looking at the bandit leader, softly, "Many years ago, when I was a novice hunter, I went into the forest to hunt a tiger bear, only to encounter a pack of hungry wolves. It was a pack of hungry wolves, each with a green glow in their eyes, and they were like you, yes, they surrounded me like this. ā€

Even though the bandit leader was ten meters away from Horry, he still felt a little uneasy. Horry had been watching him, ignoring all the bandits, staring at him alone. He didn't feel like an honor, he just felt like he was going to be caught by death.

"I thought I was going to die, but I didn't, I killed all the wolves, and that day I realized that as long as you are not afraid, then you have no enemies. As he finished his last sentence, Horry flicked his pipe away, and with his hunting knife in hand, he rushed towards the bandit leader. He started too fast, not at all like an old man, but like an upright tiger in his prime.

"Stop him!"

The bandit leader shouted heartbreakingly, and desperately retreated. He himself couldn't count how many people he had killed, but he completely collapsed in Hori's fierce wolf-like eyes. He watched as Horry swung his first sword, and a bandit who tried to knock him down was chopped in two by him, blood and guts spilling all over the ground. The other thief seized the gap and slashed at Horry's back.

The wound was so deep that even the bones could be seen.

Horry didn't snort, turned around and stabbed again, and the thief's head hit the ground in response, and the self-righteous smile on his lips had not disappeared.

Monster, monster, he's a monster! The bandit leader is on the verge of madness, how can he be a human, he's a complete monster. He tried to escape, but he stumbled and fell to the ground, and then watched as Horry rushed towards him.

It's over, it's all over, I'm going to die here today. The bandit leader thought desperately.

Just as he was about to give up resistance, he suddenly realized that he still had a knife in his hand. After a moment of frustration, he raised his knife almost frantically and rushed towards Horry.

"Poof".

His knife pierced Horry's heart, and Horry's hunting knife was only a few centimeters from his forehead.

At that moment, the audience was silent. The bandits watched the scene blankly, and their leader singled out the seemingly omnipotent old man. After a few seconds, the bandit leader laughed maniacally: "Hahahaha! You are crazy, why are you not crazy?!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he kicked Horry to the ground: "This is what you taught me, this is what you taught me? If there is no fear, then you will have no enemies! This is what you taught me, I have no fear now, no more!"

Horry spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed in a pool of blood, gasping for air.

He is old after all, and no matter how hard he tries, his body can no longer keep up with his thoughts. If he was ten years younger, no, no, no, he only needed to be five years old, and he would be able to hack this bandit leader to death before these bandits hacked him to death. If he was thirty years younger, he would have been able to kill everyone here.

Compared to the dragons, they are simply worthless.

It's a pity.

Horry slowly closed his eyes, bearing the wounds left on him by the bandit leader. His road has come to an end, fortunately, he is not worthless in death, he used his life to save a child.

"Why aren't you crazy?!" the bandit leader was already in a state of epilepsy, and kept gasping for Horry's body with his feet, "Stand up, stand up and kill me!"

The bandits watched this scene silently and said nothing. It stands to reason that they should be happy that this old man, whom they regarded as a monster, was defeated by their boss, but they could not be happy, because behind this old man, there were five corpses.

He's a monster, maybe even a hero.

"Why don't you"

The bandit leader's words came to an abrupt end, an arrow pierced his throat, and at the last moment of his life, he turned back to see a young man in a white robe and armed with a bow and arrow, his eyes full of coldness.

"It's still late. Ian looked at Zoe, who was crying bitterly while hugging Horry's corpse, and shook his head in some pain, "It would be better to come a little earlier." ā€

"It's not your fault. Dennis patted Ian on the shoulder and comforted, "No one can stop this, we've done our best." ā€

Ian nodded, looked at the bandits who were kneeling on the ground in front of him, trembling, and slowly clenched his fists.

"They have laid down their arms. Dennis saw Ian's thoughts and hurriedly reached out to stop him, "Give them to the nearby towns, and the defenders will take care of them." ā€

There are still about twenty bandits left. However, he knelt down in front of these people and did not dare to resist, for no other reason, this young man in a white robe slashed seven of them in a row in a single photo, and before there was a trace of blood stains on his body, they collapsed in an instant.

"I killed someone. Ian hesitated and said softly.

"I know. "But if you don't kill them, they'll kill more." ā€

"Maybe, but I still killed someone. Ian's eyes were complicated, "It's the first time, but I don't feel a little nervous in my heart." ā€

"They are too insignificant compared to the Dragon King. Dennis looked at Zoe, "What about that kid?"

Ian hesitated for a moment and said, "Take him back to the imperial capital." ā€

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