Haken just sat on the ground and cried, and Yang Long completely ignored it, and stood motionless thinking about his thoughts, until almost an hour later, the big boy calmed down.

In fact, this stimulation was not a whim of Yang Long, if Haken could quickly recognize the reality, then Yang Long didn't mind taking care of this guy by the way when he was out and about. But Haken didn't pass this test, Yang Long thought about it for a long time and finally had a new plan, and in this plan, he would give Haken a final test.

If Haken still can't grow up, then Yang Long won't waste his time anymore.

"Are you going to give up?" After thinking about everything, Yang Long asked softly, "Just go back like this?"

"I can't go back," Haken said with difficulty: "Daddy is already sick and dead, I have already turned against Uncle John, and the village can't tolerate me."

Haken's father, Hart, died of illness not long ago, and it was also the decision for Haken to take revenge. Originally, he was going to wander around after killing Beru, but now it seems that revenge is just a luxury, and it is estimated that the others were killed without seeing Beru.

"Then let me do it. Yang Long said lightly: "I have an account to settle with Beilu." ”

During this period of time when Yang Long was playing Haken, the sunset also faded, and the black night shrouded the sky again. Then the lights of Bem Town in the distance, Haken found that although Yang Long's face was indifferent, his eyes revealed a killing intent that made him tremble. This killing intent rekindled the flame of hope that had been extinguished.

However, Yang Long did not act immediately, and just stood here motionless, until several hours later, after most of the residents of Bem Town were asleep, Yang Long finally lifted his steps and walked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

On the other side, in front of the Lord's Mansion in Bem Town.

The summer night was very windy, and the heat that had not completely dissipated was slowly carried away by gusts of wind, and the middle-aged man dressed by the two guards was listless and shrunk under the eaves. Occasionally squinting and raising his head, he watched the passage on both sides of the night in the night, although he was a little lazy, but he still did his duty.

A small footstep slowly approached from a distance, and one of the guards' faces was about to be widened by sleepy eyes, and after listening carefully for a long time, he finally confirmed that someone was approaching, and hurriedly pushed his sleeping companion awake, and the two watched vigilantly in the direction from which the sound came.

After a while, the owner of the footsteps revealed his figure, and a young man with long hair and a shawl held a silver long sword almost equal to the length of his body, followed by a man with a bloody face that could not be seen clearly, and walked straight towards the city lord's mansion. After glancing at each other, a guard on the left stepped forward with a bronze dagger in hand.

"Stop, who's who?" the guard, who was completely awakened by sleep, held his short sword tightly in his hand, and if the two in front of him moved at the slightest move, he would launch a deadly attack, and the other would shout warning at the same time.

Since the town of Behm was founded, travellers often chose to enter the town to rest, and because of the small size of the town, the only tavern was often full. Powerful travelers will come to the city lord's mansion to spend the night, especially in the past few months, the rest of the kingdom seems to have gone wrong, a large number of displaced people have fled into the town, and even the number of travelers who have arrived has increased.

A week ago, a traveler had been received in the middle of the night, and a few days earlier the traveler had just left. Originally, I thought that the two people who appeared in the night also came to spend the night, but when they saw the two of them come out of the shadows, especially after seeing the man standing behind him with a bloody face, the two guards became nervous.

"Do you know what this place is?" the sword-wielding guard asked aloud, but the slightly trembling arm exposed his heart, making people feel a little guilty, "What are you doing?"

"We are old friends of Belu. Yang Long lowered his sword and approached the two as he spoke, a faint smile appeared on his face: "This time I came to kill him." ”

Hearing that the two were friends with Baron Beru, although the two were a little confused, they still habitually smiled. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Yang Long's next addition, and in such a stunned moment, Yang Long's injured long sword stabbed into the abdomen of the left guard like a poisonous snake.

"You" stared at him in surprise, the disbelieving guard struggling to say something, while the other one who reacted quickly stepped back, took a deep breath, and prepared to give a warning.

Tear up!

With a strong drag, the long sword that pierced the enemy's abdomen moved, instantly breaking through the waist of the middle-aged guard. Taking a step forward, he swapped his sword for both hands, and with a strong lift of his sword, he slashed up diagonally from below, instantly cutting into the ribs of the other guard, strangling the shout that had not yet been spit out in his chest.

Smack!

The two guards were only at the level of sturdy ordinary people, and even the bodies of professionals were completely unable to withstand such terrible injuries. He fell heavily on the open space in front of the City Lord's Mansion, and the splattered blood immediately dyed Yang Long's clean trouser legs blood-red. Even Haken, who was stunned by the tragic situation, suffered.

Glancing at Haken, who was looking at the corpse in a daze, Yang Long hurriedly walked up the steps and kicked open the door of the City Lord's Mansion. At this moment, the entire city lord's mansion, from Beilu down to the servants, was awakened, and the sound of an uninvited guest entering was heard, and everyone who did not know what to do was rushing to the gate.

The entire city lord's mansion has three floors, the first floor is mostly where servants and ordinary guards live, as well as various kitchens and warehouses for supplies. Such a layout is simply familiar to Yang Long, who has lived in the West for nearly half a century in his previous life, and he is not in a hurry to go up to the second floor, Yang Long is in such a hurry to search with a long sword.

There were figures running around everywhere, and the dark room was full of footsteps. Yang Long didn't say a word or make any identification, as long as it was the person who appeared in front of him, he would cut one by one, and kill two and one pair. In the darkness, there were constant screams and the sound of heavy objects falling, and in less than ten minutes, there was not a single living thing in sight on the entire first floor.

Yang Long, who was soaked with blood all over his body, simply took off his shirt and threw it away, searched again and again, and killed several people who were hiding in the shadows without knowing whether they were men or women, before slowly returning to the door. And at this time, Haken was still standing here stupidly, and when he saw Yang Long appear, he collapsed to the ground as if he were a ghost.

"Hehe" sneered disdainfully and shook his head, Yang Long stepped on the stairs leading to the second floor with a steady breath.