Chapter 199: Shot

"No, it's still moving. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" A bandit hesitated for a moment and said.

"Stupid! Who told you to move, won't you get down?" scolded the man in the back.

“...... Yes!" said the bandit fiercely, dragging a sack with all his might.

Of course, he knew, that it was full of living people bound up. But it's all at this point, and there's still a way out.

"Damn, who let you stop Lao Tzu from getting rich! Don't blame me!" he cursed in his heart, and was about to throw it, but at this moment, a ray of cold light suddenly appeared in front of him!

The hard linen cloth that even a bison can kill is unhindered in front of this sword light!

A young man came out of it and looked at the shocked bandits.

I sighed in my heart.

Being involved in this kind of thing, of course, was speechless - Morey had wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible and not get into any trouble.

But now it's a good thing, I didn't expect these people to be so desperate, and they actually discussed to kill them - if they didn't stand up again, it was estimated that they would have to fall into cakes in a while.

What's more, an acquaintance is involved, and Morey can't turn a blind eye...... Sure enough, it's Pamiyu!

Morey looked at him, finally confirming his judgment. He smiled slightly at the man in the cage and said hello.

There is no possibility of recognizing the wrong person, and there is probably no one left with a two-legged cat.

The tailless cat is now in a birdcage, and is being carried by Triangle Eyes. I saw that it looked incredulous at this time, obviously I didn't expect that Morey would actually appear here.

"Die!"

A vicious wind rushed into his face, and Morey was alert and sneered.

This bandit was born out of his guts, picked up the pickaxe at his hand and smashed it over! This attack was fierce and ruthless, and he was completely running for his life!

In the eyes of others, I saw the black-haired young man suddenly raise his hand and gently put it on the strong man's shoulder...... As if he was comforting something.

And the strange thing is that the bandit really stiffened, and the iron pickaxe in his hand had obviously been raised above his head, but he trembled slightly, and he couldn't smash it!

If it was a surprise before, then after a few seconds, that dazzling blood red came into his eyes......

Fear spreads!!

I saw that the strong man's eyes gradually became hollow, and after a few seconds of stiffness, he fell heavily to the ground! And only then did the half-circle of blood on his neck finally become clear—I don't know when, something extremely sharp slit, silently slit his throat!

...... He's dead!

Morey was stunned for a moment, and withdrew his hand little by little. The man in front of him had fallen to the ground, his throat was bubbling with blood, and he was soon lifeless.

"Ah!!" Seeing this scene, everyone immediately screamed!

"Hell ...... Too bad!" Morey cursed secretly.

This person's killing intent came too fiercely, and he subconsciously moved his dead hand.

I didn't really want to kill anyone.

"Murder!!" the bandits shouted and scattered, their faces showing fear! They were all doing this kind of thing for the first time, and most of them had been gangsters before, and they had never seen any bloodshed.

Seeing someone die right in front of my eyes, fear spreads irrepressibly!

Seeing that they wanted to escape, Morey's expression turned cold, and a touch of red crossed his pupils! After all, these people were bandits who killed people and oversold goods. Although I have no intention of hurting anyone, I am not to blame when I die!

These murderous guys want to push more than a dozen lives off the cliff here!

Fred's carving knife shook lightly on his fingertips, even if he had just cut a throat, the blade was not stained with a trace of blood! The sharp cold light flashed, and a sack beside him broke.

The person stuffed inside was an old coachman who looked to be in his fifties, and his whole person was tied into a dumpling, and a stinky cloth was stuffed in his mouth.

With tears in his eyes, the old coachman was obviously frightened.

Without saying a word, Morey cut the rope for him, and pulled the rag out of his mouth by the way. As soon as he let go of the old coachman's mouth, the goods immediately wept and repeated his thanks over and over again. "Thank you!

"Let the others out. Morey said.

Hearing this, the coachman nodded hurriedly, and crawled to untie the other sacks.

Although those bandits didn't know Morey's strength, none of them dared to come and stop it. Except for the few magic apprentices at the head, the rest are ordinary people, and when they see something incomprehensible happening, they are easily dominated by fear.

Now they are all desperate to escape.

But how could Morey really let them run!

"It seems that I can't ignore this matter today!" Morey muttered to himself. Watching the bandits scatter away, he thought for a moment, and suddenly raised his left hand! I saw small fireballs quickly appear, like more than a dozen red pigeon lists, strangely suspended in mid-air.

Morey jumped to the heights, squinted his eyes, and gestured with his index finger at the fleeing bandits.

Bang!!!"Ahh

The fireball is small, but it's incredibly fast!

Under the control of the third-order spiritual power, the accuracy of these small fireballs was simply terrifying. Although the bandits were fleeing, the fire bomb hit them precisely in the calf, and once they hit, they immediately fell to the ground in pain, and could not get up at all.

No matter how small the fire bomb technique is, it is still a second-order magic. Ordinary people's bodies are not as good as Warcraft, if you eat a hair, just the skin and flesh are really lucky, and the leg is not broken, how can you still stand up.

The rest of the bandits heard the screams and fled in fright. But no matter what, those fireballs can skillfully pass through the gap and hit them accurately on the calves! Those victims were released one by one at this time, and when they saw the reversal of the situation, how could they miss the opportunity to beat the water dogs! They roared like wolves and tigers, and rushed over to hold down the injured bandits.

The fleeing bandits were already lying on the ground, and Morey squinted his eyes and threw the last firebomb with a flick!

I saw a ray of fire like a lark, deftly and quickly shuttling between the gravel, and shooting quickly towards the triangular eye holding the birdcage!

Realizing that he was being targeted, Triangle Eyes roared angrily and turned sharply to throw something. The fire bomb hit something a meter in front of him, and then exploded out of thin air, causing a sound like shattering an invisible glass surface.

Although it was shattered in an instant, the magic did cause obstacles! Triangular Eye was shaken back a few steps by the impact of the explosion, his feet slipped, and he rolled down the slope with a scream, and he escaped from Morey's sight.

"Huh, magic shield?" Morey couldn't help but be a little surprised.

I didn't expect Triangular Eyes to do this.

It can be seen that the triangular eye is not the only one of these bandits who knows magic, and even the triangular eye is not the strongest among them. But the others couldn't even react, let alone use defensive magic.

However, the other party is just a magic apprentice, and he is not worried that he will not be able to catch up.

Looking back, those victims have now been rescued, perhaps because of their anger, and as soon as they came out, they immediately behaved extremely efficiently. It was only for a while that the wounded bandits were tied up solidly. And the old coachman just now, who was also walking around angrily, did not relentless at the moment of revenge, kicked two kicks and two kicks that kicked, seemed to be not very relieved, and spat on those heads from time to time.

Seeing Morey coming, the old coachman hurriedly stopped his revenge and said very excitedly. "Thank you, sir, for saving us! Lead, that bastard, has taken our employer away, please save him!"

When the rescued laborers heard the old coachman's words, they looked over one after another, and looked at Morey with a look of gratitude in their eyes.

"Okay, just protect yourselves. Morey smiled helplessly, feeling a little uncomfortable in the face of this kind of gaze. "I can't run!" As soon as the words were put down, Morey kicked his foot hard, and it was directly a big leap and slid down the slope!

Seeing that Morey came and went like the wind, and disappeared in an instant, everyone was stunned, and then looked at each other.

“...... What to do with them?" asked a man who suddenly swallowed his saliva after a long silence.

"What should I do?"

"These scumbags want to kill us all! Fortunately, we don't deserve to die!" The anger in the old coachman's eyes grew as he looked at the people tied to the ground. "What else can we do? We will do to them whatever they want to do to us!"

"Throw it down!"

"Yes! Throw it down!" Thinking of what happened before, the anger in everyone's eyes was suddenly ignited! I don't know who made a coax, but under the infection of this atmosphere, everyone's thoughts were finally unified.

Although the triangular eye is not slow, it is not enough to see in front of Morey, with the help of the pseudo-magic pattern, Morey is flexible like an ape on this rugged mountain, and he sees the figure of the triangular eye in three or two jumps.

He was out of breath at this point and looked back in horror. "Don't come here!"

Morey pursed his lips, snapping his fingers and sparkling.

Seeing that Morey did not mean to stop at all, his triangular eyes flashed fiercely and roared. "If you dare to take another step, I'll throw it down!

Morey's eyes narrowed, and his steps were still a little slower.

Behind the triangular eye, another damn cliff.