As a member of the Gurren family for generations, Krikoff Perion has been practicing unimaginably as a qualified butler since he was a child. As a housekeeper of an ancient family www.biquge.info he must be all-round, and a qualified housekeeper is not what ordinary people imagine, just make black tea and serve the master well.

In the old days, only the court and hereditary nobility were able to have stewards, and they were generally loyal knights who served the family for generations. As the most trusted person of the head of the family, the housekeeper either grows with the master or plays the role of a strict elder. As an excellent housekeeper, he is not only responsible for the living of the host's family, managing the family's personnel and finances, but also the trivial matters of eating, from the arrangement of banquets and banquets, to the private transactions of some of the host's family.

And in the big family, the housekeeper is also responsible for cultivating the heir of the family, just like Krikoff, who has served Grune for three generations, and the previous generation of family heads and Cocoa have all grown up under his watch. After experiencing goodbye to his best friend, and also experiencing the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, I thought that I could finally see the hope of the Guren family rising again, but reality ruthlessly destroyed it again, and this time it was completely to wipe out this ancient family.

On the dim street, a ray of moonlight shone on the old man's face, reflecting an old face with sighs and sighs.

But ah, even if he fights for this old life, he still has to keep this last seed of hope, he believes that one day Gruen's bloodline will make a comeback, and regain the glory of the past, no! It is better than before! Just looking at that child will make you feel this way, but it is difficult for her to have to carry such a heavy burden.

Krikoff tore off his blood-soaked old clothes with a thud, revealing a body of strong muscles that many young people were ashamed of. Around him lay several corpses with shattered internal organs, the blood on their old clothes contributing.

At this time, another killer tried to bypass the old man to pursue Cocoa, but he was greeted by a swift figure in the moonlight and a fierce and domineering palm.

The black-clothed killer waved the short sword in his hand and tried to parry the opponent's attack, but the old man's palms were as pervasive as flowing water, and after easily breaking through the killer's defenses, the gurgling water turned into a castration and an unstoppable torrent slammed down on the killer's body, so there was another corpse with a broken heart on the ground.

In the shadows, the "Night Vulture" wearing a vulture mask watched the old man's attack with ease, and recalled the information of the old guy in front of him, the most important of which was that this old man who seemed to be about to step into the coffin turned out to be a high-level professional, an advanced martial artist.

His self-created genre is even more self-contained, with a sense of the impermanence of the flow of water, formless and ruthless into the subtlety of the moves, sometimes ups and downs, sometimes drifting with the current, making it difficult to capture his figure, the offensive is like gurgling water pervasive, making people irresistible, a hand of torrent palm is even more powerful, those corpses on the ground are the most powerful proof.

The operation had been going on for quite some time, and the fooled guards were almost free, and the mission had to be completed as soon as possible.

"Bloody hand, if you don't want to be punished for failing this mission, don't watch the show anymore. ”

"Hahaha! I thought you could handle this mission alone, but I didn't expect it to be so ugly. A man in black, also wearing a white vulture mask, emerged from the shadows, his voice low and deep.

The black-clad man's mask, known as the Bloody Hand, has a small bloody handprint on its forehead, and the black-clad man's mask that severely injured Scarface's face at the hotel just now has a black vertical eye.

The "Night Vulture" Bloodhand and the Stone Demon are famous killers even in the infamous "Night Vulture", and of course some have a lot of notoriety.

The combination of the two killers put Krikoff's situation in jeopardy.

Many killers are constantly harassing from a distance with crossbow arrows, and although the old butler who is a martial artist can move and dodge in the rain of arrows, he also needs to concentrate and consume physical strength, which is also their purpose.

The old butler made many killers stop here, he knew that he would eventually die of exhaustion if he was outnumbered, but he was still willing to be trapped here, all in order to buy time for Cocoya to escape.

Although the old butler knew that he would die, he was willing to waste time with them, even at the cost of his life, but the two "night vultures" would not let him get his wish.

"You waste, go hunt down the mission target! If you can't find anyone, you don't need to keep your head!"

When many killers heard this, they began to scatter to look for the little girl, and the old butler was just about to stop them, when a pair of crimson iron fists with the sound of the whistling wind forced him to stop.

Fists and palms struck, the old butler seemed to be repulsed, but in fact he just took advantage of the situation to retreat, and the red iron fists were bright red with blood, and then slowly seeped out the blood on his hands.

The old butler frowned and looked at the other party's fists, his face showed a trace of solemnity, and he saw that the wisps of blood wrapped those fists in them, like a fist formed by blood.

"Old fellow, his body is quite tough! It seems to be a good sparring partner! But you don't want to die like my last sparring partner who can't even catch three punches!" Although Bloody Hand said contemptuous words, the blood in his whole body began to flow rapidly, which was a sign of his full strength.

Knock! Knock!

The heart rate of ordinary people is only 60-100 beats per minute, but his heart at this time is beating faster and faster, directly exceeding 200 and continuing to soar to 300, like a drum-like heartbeat can be heard clearly in the silent night, and the blood of the bloody hand is also flowing rapidly in the blood vessels in an abnormal way, his whole body is full of terrifying blood, and there is faint blood oozing, but the improvement of his combat effectiveness brought by this way of self-harm is also amazing.

He waved his arms casually, bringing up an afterimage, and his bloody face showed a cruel and terrifying smile at the old butler.

"Old fellow, no one looks like they're going to give you an end. Hahahaha!"