Rosie was able to kill these four people in one go, but in the final analysis, it was because he was young and was despised.

A tiger biting a rabbit doesn't think that it might lose a few teeth by a rabbit, and a kitten doesn't think about a mouse's minions when it catches a mouse.

But sometimes, the so-called experience and experience are often the most deceiving people, and deceiving the dead does not pay for their lives.

Rosie looked like a boy of thirteen, fourteen or five, dressed in a moon-white hood, with short broken hair, white and pure, not at all like a fierce god. Even though he was carrying a one-handed sword, the bald man and the minions around him only thought it was a rebellion, not a threat. Only when the sword is added to the body, and when the life is in danger, I understand that I have lost my eyes.

The bald man took two steps forward, and the four people on the ground were already out of breath. If people want to say that the skin is solid, they are also very fragile, and if they want to say that they are fragile, they are indeed quite fragile. If we do not consider attacking the vital point, people's ability to endure and resist attacks is still relatively prominent. If you want to say fragile, a branch can kill a person.

He stepped lightly on the back of a man's hand, whose hand, which was clutching the long dagger (shorter than a one-handed sword, a little more than a foot) because of the great terror between life and death, suddenly let go, and his five fingers were like hooks. Many veterans on the battlefield know that when dealing with the battlefield after the war, when encountering those weapons that are tightly held by the hand, they generally use the sword to directly cut off the thumb, otherwise it is difficult to take it out for a while.

The bald man is also a doorway person, and he stepped on this foot very well, just stepping on the node of the joint. He lifted the long dagger on his toes, and the long dagger suddenly took off into the air, and he reached out and grabbed the long dagger in his hand.

Few gang members who can mix with his status have risen steadily in An An.

This is a troubled time where human life is not valuable, and the cheapest price is people, and the people in the hands of human traffickers are often not as valuable as a pure-blooded dog.

I don't know how many battles he has experienced, but he finally stood out and became a small leader of the gang, sitting in Green Town, and becoming the undisputed master of this one-third of an acre.

The cruel experience has taught him that when someone bars his teeth at you, you must kill him. Because kindness will be regarded as cowardice, compassion will also be seen as weakness, and those who bare their teeth will soon show their claws, and more people will pounce on them, and only by killing all those who are a threat to themselves can they survive better.

The bald man no longer has the contempt he had before, he was born a thug and is a little more adept at swords than others. He could see that Rossi had a lot of strength and some skills, but he had too little experience. He may be more powerful in the future, but his fate ends today.

He lowered his body to lower his center of gravity for quick direction and nimble dodge in the fight, and he had a half-foot-long tiger tooth bracer at his left wrist to block in front of him to protect himself. With his right hand, he grabbed the long dagger and pulled it behind his back, making it easy to slash. The muscles of his body tensed suddenly, and his legs kicked hard, and he actually took the lead.

The long dagger is swept from the bottom up, this style of play is difficult to crack, and can only be defended. Because of the relationship between the hands, it is not easy to block.

Rosie's one-handed sword was across his waist, and his body shrank back slightly.

The bald man must not have watched the Crazy Boy movie, and Xiao Zheng also relied on this inverted eight-knife method to fight invincible opponents all over the world. But this trick is not unbreakable, it's just more ruthless than anyone.

The bald man's first move was blocked, and he was not discouraged, and his backhand was copied from the bottom up. But his eyes widened suddenly, because Rosie had made the same move as him, from the bottom up, the cold blade of the sword showed a cold glow, and the skin on the bald man's stomach had goosebumps. If there is a killer here, he will definitely sigh that the bald man is indeed a talent, because this kind of goosebumps is a kind of induction generated by the human body in the face of murderous aura.

This is how people who have been trained to feel when they are secretly aiming at a gunpowder weapon in the dark.

No matter how long the long dagger is, it can't compare to a one-handed sword, and if the bald man doesn't retreat, he will definitely be able to seriously injure Rosie, but he can't please himself. His life was more precious than that of an apostle like Rosie, who had no way out, and he immediately jumped back, and then his heart trembled, and he cursed secretly.

Somehow, an extra stone suddenly appeared on the ground, and he stepped on it with one foot, and his body lost its balance for a moment.

The long sword that Rossi copied down stabbed forward and burst into a shout, "Kill"!

The bald man was excited, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed Rossi's one-handed sword.

Blood dripped down the blade, and the tip of the sword pierced the bald man's belly, almost an inch into his body. He was covered in sweat, and there were flukes and fears. If this one is not caught, this life will almost be over.

The way he looked at Rosie also changed, where is this an auxiliary priest who is good every day?

His palms were tingling, but he didn't feel any pain. The wound appeared too quickly, the brain had not yet reacted, and the pain signal was still on the way at this time, hijacked by nervousness.

He took a step back and let go of his hand, limping a few steps back, "Okay, well, I was pecked in the eye by a bird all day long." Today, Lao Tzu admits that this matter is not over. He dropped a sentence and forgot a few moments of the minions who were in a daze, "Let's go!"

The four of them came arrogantly, left in a hurry, and were embarrassed. Rosie slowly withdrew his sword and shook it hard. The blood beads on the blade of the sword were suddenly thrown out along the sword body, and the stars fell to the ground little by little, and after a while, they turned into a few small dark black dots, which were inconspicuous.

Hanno watched in amazement as all this happened, but in just three or four minutes, four lives had already been lost. Where had he ever seen such a scene? Although the world was not peaceful, every day he either heard that this caravan had been slaughtered or that caravan had been hijacked. But the real killing of people is only when the prisoner is executed.

He was cold, shivering, his eyes fluttering, and he didn't dare to look at Rosie.

Rosie came back to his senses, his tough expression softened, he inserted his one-handed sword into the scabbard behind him, walked up to Hano, and gently helped him tidy up the collar messed up by the runaway, "Hano, as long as you believe in God, you are our brother." I will not sit idly by and watch my brother being slaughtered by the forces of evil...... Do you believe that there is a God in this world?"

Rossi's voice was soft, but Hano felt a chill in his voice, he swallowed dryly, and nodded repeatedly, "I believe, I believe......! ”

Bivis walked over at this time, with a sad face, "This bald head is called Jacob, and he is the small leader of the Tigers, you offended him and injured him, I'm afraid this matter will not be easy to handle." ”

Rosie shook his head, Ma Shan was ridden, and Ren Shan was bullied. The church has always shown great forbearance, but in the eyes of others it is cowardice. An organization can be poor and low-key, but it must not be cowardly. He would ask the Church headquarters to send Templars over, and it might be of little use against the army Templars, but he would be good at dealing with these gang members.

"Do me a favor and get these guys out of town. ”

Seeing that he couldn't move, Bivis could only sigh, not knowing whether Rossi was doing this for better or worse, hoping that the situation would not deteriorate. He pushed a cart from behind the church, and the three of them threw the four bodies on the cart like rubbish, covered them with a rag, and sent them out of town overnight.

Before dawn, Rossi said to Hano: "I will personally baptize you the day after tomorrow, remember to come to church at dawn." ”

Hano said yes and didn't dare to refuse.