In the dimly lit corridor, there are hideous stone statues on both sides, all of which depict the distorted faces of people when they are killed, and the grim green light makes them even more chilling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A black robe traveled through the passage at an extremely fast speed, and suddenly the stone walls on both sides opened open, and countless dark arrows and sharp blades flew out.

The black-robed man seemed to have been prepared, and with his vigorous skills, he made all kinds of difficult movements in the air, dodging the deadly cold light that shot one after another.

Like a squirrel shuttling through the woods, it passed through the corridor in an instant and came to the other side.

"Bang!"

The torch embedded in the skeleton automatically ignites, illuminating the surrounding environment.

Here is a huge platform, it is like a steep cliff, and there is bottomless darkness on three sides except for the exit.

At the end of the platform was a throne of bones and weapons, and through the firelight only a faint shadow could be seen above it, that is, the king of the shadow world.

The black-robed body half-knelt and saluted him respectfully, "The red blade has seen my king. ”

"If you don't bring back the target's head, then he has your approval. ”

The voice of the Shadow King seems to be close to far, making it difficult to distinguish between men and women.

"Yes my king, he does have the power and the ambition to divide a land. ”

"Well, for us, a chaotic Obras will be worth more than a unified Obras. ”

Red Blade said in a changed tone, "This is the information that the target asked us for, and I feel it is necessary to report it to our king." ”

Out of the darkness came a young man who took the scroll from his hand and presented it to the Shadow King.

While the Shadow King was inspecting the scroll, Red Blade buried his head in preparation, and a momentum like water spread from the Shadow King's body to all directions.

"Bring me the recent situation sent by the Bright Holy See Inquisition. ”

The Shadow King's voice was calm, but Red Blade heard a hint of annoyance.

The new scroll was presented, and the Shadow King only rolled his eyes twice, and the uncontrollable killing tore the scroll into powder.

Redblade buried his head even lower in fear.

"Go, throw all the waste from the Intelligence Analysis Division into the prison of knives. ”

The murderous aura of the Shadow King gradually restrained, but one sentence revealed an even more amazing killing intention. The Knife Prison was a special prison camp in the Assassin League, where the environment was difficult, there was no food or water, and all those who were exiled to it were given a short knife, and they used plunder and killing to buy hope of survival.

It is said that the realm is already full of dry bones and rotten short knives, which is why it is called the Knife Prison.

"I'm happy with the way you've handled this matter, and there's just a slot available for you. ”

......

Out of the noisy casino, Bivis is gone.

Winston frowned, and with a gesture of his hand towards the sky, Alletta spiraled down.

"Take me to the little guy who showed me the way. ”

Aletta blinked humanly and soared into the sky.

Soon, two cries were heard in the air, and Eletta flapped her wings and flew towards a corner of the city.

"Found it. ”

Winston jumped onto the roof, up and down a few times, and followed Aletta without hesitation.

It wasn't long before Winston saw Beavis, who was struggling to navigate the debris-laden alleyway with a bruised nose and swollen face covered in blood.

"Let me down, Bevis is no longer a brother, you don't have to worry about my business!"

The injured man yelled at Bilvis.

Bivis replied with a stubborn look on his face: "No, I won't leave you!"

Winston stood on the roof of the house and looked at the two of them with his true eyes, and with his powerful eyesight, he recognized the injured man as the one who had just been beaten on the road, and it was obvious that Bivis had lied to himself just now.

"Idiot, do you want to die!"

The injured man's invish did not shake Bivis's determination to save people, and he still supported him and moved forward slowly.

They hadn't gone far when a wicked man with a stick in hand searched in from the other side of the alleyway, and the two sides came to an end.

The wicked man approached them with a malicious smile, and in his eyes a wounded man and a thin Bilis were no match for him, but he was forced to play cat and mouse without shouting.

Winston was also curious about what Bivis would do, whether to put the injured man down and run for his life, or to fight to the death.

"Stupid, we're both done with it now. ”

The wounded man laughed resignedly.

Instead of running away, Beavis put the man down, and instead knelt down to the wicked man and pleaded, "Please be kind and let us go!"

The villain smiled playfully, "Of course you can." ”

Before the words fell, the stick in his hand suddenly shot out!

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Bevis was knocked on the head, and the whole person was taken away.

Spat at the fallen Bivis, and the wicked man laughed, "I will be kind enough to let you live a little longer and watch him die first." ”

The villain straddled Bivis's body and grinned as he approached the injured man.

"No one can owe money to Master Leobert!

Just as he was about to swing the baton at the injured man's head, an iron stick was inserted from his lower back and peeked through his chest.

Turning his head in disbelief, the bleeding thin body got up from the ground at some point, pulled out the iron from the debris and launched a sneak attack.

"Damn imp, you dare!"

The villain struggled to fight back, but Bevis gritted his teeth and slammed the iron pick into three points with both hands.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the wicked man unloaded all his strength, and fell to the ground weakly, with an unwilling look in his eyes.

Before Bevis could breathe a sigh of relief, a man with a stick walked into the alley, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he immediately exclaimed: "Here they are!"

"Damn it!"

Beavis let out a low curse, bracing himself and rushing towards the man.

"Little ghost, you're dead!"

With an angry shout, the man violently slashed with the wooden stick in his hand.

"Click!"

What seemed to be the sound of Bivis breaking a bone, and he blocked the blow with his hand. Without a chance for the pain in his arm, Bivis pounced like a mad dog and kicked the man in the crotch.

The move was ruthless enough, and the man quickly lowered himself in pain, and Bivis seized the opportunity to crash into his unstable body, knocking him to the ground.

Showing his snow-white teeth, Bivis bit down on the man's neck.

"Oh!

The man let out a howl of pain and frantically hammered his hand against Bivis.

But Bevis is like a vicious wolf that bites the vital point of his prey, devouring blood fiercely, and refuses to let go of anything.

At this moment, there was a noise at the entrance of the alley, and Bivis's eyes clearly flashed with anxiety.