His attacks are unpretentious, but they are vicious enough. At this point, he appeared behind Carl's left and stabbed Karl in the ribs with his sword.

Warner was the last to move, but if you think he's half a beat slow, you're wrong. He just wanted Kenny to get Karl's attention first, and then use the dagger to kill Karl in the back.

In this way, when it comes to ruthlessness, Nick seems to be far inferior to Warner.

However, at this point in the plot, there seem to be some twists and turns.

Kenny's sword slashed halfway through the distance only to find a leg kicking out from behind Carl and hitting him in the chest, and Kenny flew back without surprise, smashing a good square table.

It's the third time, and it's flying around like this, and I don't know if it will cause any permanent psychological shadow on Kenny.

Warner and Nick, who rushed up next, were grabbed by a pair of rough palms at the same time, and they couldn't break free at all.

And Karl never moved in place at all, and it was the follower that Carl brought to defeat the 3 people in an instant.

"Hmph, where does your excess confidence come from?" Karl smiled dismissively. "Thomas, leave that chick alone, don't let anyone else go. ”

Thomas is the teacher of the Stirling family to train junior warriors, and has just reached level 8 and received the title of senior knight. Originally, Carl couldn't command him, but because Carl had just been beaten up a while ago, his eldest brother deliberately asked Thomas to protect him in the near future, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.

And this thing actually pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and it has been hidden until now, and it has only exerted its true strength.

"Also, don't forget my money. Carl was in a good mood right now, and he didn't think he would have an excuse to get the money back, thanks entirely to Isaac's lack of work. Normally, if there is no valid excuse, Carl naturally can't snatch the money back by force, otherwise not only Minian looks down on him, but the aristocratic lady next to him may have to make up many sequels to his story. So, in his opinion, Isaac is no longer so hateful.

Thomas gave an "um" and kicked Warner and Nick out of the way. Isaac has less than 2 minutes of control time, and all his high-end combat power is lying on the ground, and it seems that it is difficult to play a role for a while.

Under normal circumstances, when a person is unable to do anything on his own, he will habitually see if his friends around him have any coping strategies. So, Isaac looked back at Myron as if asking for help.

And Myron is worthy of being the soul of the mercenary group, and he only thought of a way to deal with the crisis in front of him in just a moment.

"Run!" was short and forceful, and as she spoke, Myron ran to the window, then leaped out of the window, breaking the entire window.

Isaac was clearly short-circuited right now, and he couldn't understand what Myron was saying to run. By the time he came to his senses, Thomas had already rushed to his side and knocked Isaac to the ground with a knife in his hand.

Unlike the others, Carl had been staring at Myron, so as soon as Myron moved, he rushed out of the window after him, and then jumped too.

However, when he was halfway through the jump, he found that Myron did not really run away, not only did he not escape, but also threw two thin wind blades towards the window.

Carl had never seen a classmate who could shoot such a thin and fast blade. Both of these attributes are directly tied to the power of the Wind Blade. With the delicacy of these two wind blades, even if Carl had enough fighting energy, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not be cut off.

When it comes to the power of this wind blade, the previous orc warrior has already tested it with his solid right leg, and it can definitely be cut off, and the cut is very smooth.

When encountering this kind of deadly magic, the only way to deal with it is to dodge it early. However, Myron blocked his vision with the window, and threw the wind blade at close range while Carl was hanging in mid-air and had nowhere to borrow his strength, with Carl's current level, there was little hope of dodging.

It's just that Carl is destined to surprise everyone today. When the Wind Blade collided with him, he defied the principles of physics, and without making any movements, he quickly retreated in the air and tilted his head back, causing the first Wind Blade to fly across his cheek and pierce the ceiling.

However, he couldn't dodge the second wind blade no matter what. And the wind blade flew low, and with Carl's current position, it was just right to cut off one of his middle legs.

Although the Wind Blade was thrown by Myron, his original target was Thomas, a high-ranking warrior. Naturally, he didn't have the courage to wipe the young master of the Stirling family in public, but he also didn't have the ability to guide the Wind Blade to change direction. Therefore, he had no choice but to accept his fate.

Thankfully, however, things took a turn for the worse, and the wind blade was about to be sliced to Karl's life/root when it was firmly grasped by a large hand reaching out from behind him. The Wind Blade spun vigorously a few times after being caught, cutting a long blood groove out of the big steely hand, and cutting a large gap in Carl's pants by the way. In the end, he reluctantly disappeared into the air as elemental particles.

It turned out that Thomas followed Carl to the window, but was keenly aware that Myron was sneaking up outside the window. So at the last moment, he quickly dragged the young master back in mid-air with his left hand, and struggled with his right hand to block the attack of another wind blade. And his right hand, which held the Wind Blade, was also severely injured because of it.

Things have developed to this point, and Myron has no intention of running, so he rubs another fireball, ready to fight to the death.

However, before the fireball could be thrown, Thomas grabbed his wrist as he rushed out, then turned around and threw it back into the house through the window.

While throwing, Thomas also punched Myron in the stomach by the way. If it weren't for the fat on this thing's stomach, it would be enough to beat out all of his dinner yesterday. Of course, this was the result of Thomas's lack of effort.

As a subordinate, Thomas naturally wants to leave the aftermath to his young master.

Carl saw Myron coming in through the window again, so he patted the trembling thigh, tuckled the crotch of his pants that had been blown open by the wind blade, and then walked towards Myron with great interest. He wasn't going to be ruthless all at once, he felt that revenge had to be done slowly to be fun.

Now is the time to test the fun, so he didn't use his fighting spirit, but simply relied on his physical strength, kicked the place where Myron's ass had the most meat, and said, "Dare to throw Lao Tzu with a wind blade."

"Drink!" Myron let out a low moan. The punch that Thomas had just hit had not yet eased up, and he was hit hard again, and now he was powerless to resist.

"Dare to pit Lao Tzu money" Carl kicked again.

"Hah!" Myron's voice was a little louder than before.

"Dare to call someone to ambush me. Carl was trying to remember what Myron had done before, ready to count them all.

"It's Isaac!" Myron tried to defend himself, as if to say, "You can beat me up, but please change the excuse." ”

"I dare to ride Minian, damn, I haven't ridden it before. Although Carl said the second half of the sentence quietly, Minian's face was already very ugly.

"Ahh

"It's so sassy to send flowers, so that Lao Tzu is scolded!" Karl said he was particularly aggrieved by this matter.

"Damn, I'll send you flowers about birds......" Myron said "Ah" just when Carl kicked his foot, so this tone particle seemed extraordinarily long at this time.

After all, Carl is an intermediate knight, and Myron is a level 2 knight, counting the fat body, at most reaching the level of level 3. So, even though Carl didn't use his fighting spirit, Myron would tremble and moan as Carl's feet fell. His muttered roars echoed by Karl's high-pitched invectives, forming a vulgar, violent, and incomplete new movement.

Wendy was the only one here who wasn't hurt, but she was stopped by Thomas, so she had to listen to the unpleasant symphony nearby.

While Carl was sweating his youth on Myron, Thomas had already returned Carl's shopping today. Seeing that the two bosses were lying on the ground, they did not express the slightest objection, and the waiter handled the refund cleanly.

Karl squirmed for a while, realizing that he had no excuses, so he drew his sword and prepared to poke it in Myron's hand.

"Don't!" Wendy saw Carl take out his sword and rushed over desperately. If Thomas still wants to stop her now, he must let her get hurt.

"Wait. "Although Minian hates Myron, she doesn't have a deep hatred after all, so she doesn't want to see blood.

"Myron!" Isaac staggered as well, but at a much slower pace than Wendy.

However, it was clearly too late for them to stop the sword's fall.

Karl smiled contemptuously, his sword arcing gracefully in midair, and then slammed straight into Myron's right hand. If you plug it in this time, although you can find a priest for treatment afterwards, it is obvious that Myron will also have a month to quit.

Here, if a friend asks me why he doesn't use the other hand to solve it. Then you should actually review whether there are some subtle deviations between your own focus and others. And if you have to go after that answer, then all I can say is that he uses his other hand, no!

To get back to the point, just as everyone was about to cover their faces and scream, Karl stopped the stabbing blade.

It wasn't Carl's conscience that found out, but because he was suddenly locked in by a strong killing force. The serpent-like killing force constantly stimulated every muscle in his body, making him completely immobile.

Wendy seized Carl's momentary trance and pushed Carl away, and Isaac arrived later, and the two of them protected Myron behind him, and felt a little more relieved.

At the same time, a very charming voice came from outside the door: "Handsome guy, do you need help?"