Time waits for no one, a little more hesitation is a little more danger, Bell's eyes flashed, gambled! The dagger was handed to his left hand, his right hand lightly grasped the door, and an arrow rushed into the room, and his right hand took advantage of the situation to cover the door. Hopefully some of the sound can be reduced.

"Who?" the occupants of the room were lying reading a book, and bounced up from their beds, looking warily at the intruder in front of them.

"Uncle boss?" Bell recognized at a glance that this Peugeot mustache was the boss of the daytime caravan.

"Are you?" the bearded boss bowed slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at Bell with a hood, trying to remember if he had seen this person.

Bell took off his hood, "Uncle, it's me! We met in front of the outpost during the day!"

"Ahh

"I don't mean it badly, I just want to know how the four people you rescued are doing now?" Bell looked at the bearded merchant sincerely.

Holding daggers and finger stabs in the middle of the night, and the blood splattered on his clothes has not yet dried, such a person rushes into the bedroom, and says that he has no malicious intentions, which is really difficult to convince. But this bearded merchant actually believed it!

"Oh...... Are they your friends? Listen to me, they're all fine, the doctor said it's all skin trauma, just rest for a while. But if you break into the forbidden area at night, you better run quickly. I will not confess to you. The bearded merchant looked back with a sincere gaze.

"They are my fellow villagers, and I want to get them out. "Bell is running out of time.

"I don't know how, but they're in the innermost room. You'd better hurry. The bearded merchant said.

"Thank you!" Bell pulled open the door and went straight to the innermost room, and the bearded merchant did not follow.

Bell walked quickly to the innermost door, very excited, the worst of which was to rescue Uncle Hertz, and I don't know what happened to Miss Keqi.

As soon as he pushed open the wooden door, the room was brightly lit, and the remaining four unarmored guards were playing cards. He picked up the short spear beside the bed and rushed over.

Bell secretly scolded the mustache, hurriedly took half a step back, and stuck in front of the door, so that the advantage of the other four people was gone. But the guard was not an idiot, and with a flick of his hand, the short spear flew out with a whoosh, and came straight to Bell's chest.

Bell flashed to the side, but the knee of his right leg hurt slightly, and the short spear flew against Bell's left chest. Then the second spear flew again, and Bell simply rolled on one side, and the spear snapped into the wooden wall opposite.

The guards in the house were rushing out, and before Bell, who had rolled over, had not fully gotten up, his right hand grabbed his left wrist, the sharp edge of his finger thorn pointed to the door, and his left leg kicked back hard!

With a pop, the finger stab pierced into the waist of the first guard to rush out, and then the momentum dodged the short spear stabbed by the second guard, and the left hand was sent, and the right hand reached forward to grab the dagger, and the backhand was everything!

A terrible scream came out! There was not a single movement outside the wooden house.

Bell didn't have time to stop the scream, the short spear behind him had already attacked, and the brush slashed on Bell's left back, but fortunately, he turned right in time, and the sharp spear blade only cut a little skin.

As soon as the short spear missed, the guard's frontal defense was wide open, and Bell's right dagger flew out, piercing straight into the guard's chest, and before he could take off the dagger, the short spear behind stabbed again!

Turning to the left again, his left finger stabbed into the side of the guard's neck, ending the pain of his life. After rolling three times in a row, he hit the wooden wall with a thud. "Oh oh......" The inertia effect made his head sturdy and had a close contact with the wall.

Bell felt a dizziness in front of him, and the remaining two guards rushed over with a roar, and the short spear that was nailed to the wall at the critical moment fell off the wall by him with such a bang, and Bell subconsciously grabbed the tail of the spear and blocked the short spear that was split. The lower abdomen was kicked hard by another bare-handed guard.

With a burst of colic, Bell gritted his teeth and threw his left fist, and his fingers pierced the guard's ankle, and the hamstring broke with a thud! The guard who kicked him collapsed in an instant, and Bell took advantage of the situation to take advantage of the situation, and the short spear in his right hand ran through his lower abdomen and the entire torso, leaving only the tail of the spear that Bell was holding. The guards who were blocked out of the way stabbed again with short spears!

Bell didn't pull his weapon out of the corpse, but he used his strength to dodge the stabbing short spear again, and the spasmodic colic in his lower abdomen made him unable to exert his strength, so he could only continue to roll to the side.

Although the sound insulation of the wooden house was good, the sound of such a fierce fight still alarmed the others, and the door of someone's room was opened a crack, and the mustache was also looking out through the crack in the door, praying to the guards to kill the uninvited guest quickly.

Bell, who only had his left finger stabbed, kept rolling to dodge the short spear attacks, and narrowly avoided it several times! If he continued like this, he would be killed! The immortal guard also deliberately blocked the way for him to roll to the corpse and pick up weapons. Bell gritted his teeth, and his eyes flashed fiercely!

At the risk of being cut off, his left finger stabbed upwards! Bang! The short spear was embedded in the crack of the finger thorn! Bell's left hand was also completely numb, his left arm was forced backwards, and his right hand hit the guard's crotch from the bottom up!

The guard was startled, and hurriedly retreated, and the short spear also let go, and then smashed his right hand down and punched Bell!

Bell couldn't dodge it, and took a solid punch, and his eyes were instantly hazy! The guard took advantage of the victory to pursue, raised a kick and kicked directly on his face, and blood immediately sprayed from his mouth and nose! His whole face became numb! His consciousness also began to be a little trance!

The heavy blow from the continuous kicks was ruthlessly draining his physiology, and he couldn't even make basic defensive moves. The red-eyed guards didn't intend to arrest him, but planned to torture him to death!

Bell's mind was in turmoil, was he going to die here? What about his family's blood feud? Uncle Hertz what to do with them? Also, there was Ann Elsa who was now outside the door! His stubbornness was going to affect innocent people! No! He couldn't just die! If he died, no one could save him!

"Ahh

Under the blow, the guard crouched on his abdomen, and Bell endured the severe pain and got up, without giving the guard time to breathe, and flew up his right leg! A frontal kick! directly on the guard's front door, followed by another heavy kick, knocking him down! Bell had little physical strength left.

Glancing at the finger thorns of his left hand, there were still two of the original four spikes! The hideous face resurfaced on this immature face! Raise his fist hard! Lunge forward! Bell pressed his whole body against the guard, and the guard twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

The caravan members and doctors who were isolated here quietly watched the scene outside the door, the guards were estimated to be dead, and the mysterious young man did not know if he was still alive. No one dared to come out to see it, and it was not known if the intruder had any other companions. The bearded merchant quietly moved from his room to the next room, closed the door and leaned against it.

Badly wounded, Bell was lying on the corpse like a gossamer, and the counterattack just now used up almost all his strength. The feeling of sleepiness kept coming back, and he knew that once he fell asleep, there was a good chance that he would never be able to get up again.

It was like a broken fight, Bell never thought that the Imperial soldiers would be so difficult to kill! At the beginning, he would also play games with active soldiers in the village, but now he knows the hardships and dangers of actual combat. You can't fall here, Bell kept saying to himself. But the body doesn't listen.

Suddenly, Bell felt a coolness in the knee of his right leg, but the effect of the herb continued to heal him. The fight just now was affected by a leg injury at the beginning, but then it got better, and even the kick to the guard was used with his right leg.

Anyway, if there was any residue of the drug, it should help him!, Bell laboriously reached into his pants, untied the strip of cloth, and pulled the potioned mud from his knee. I didn't even think about stuffing it into my mouth!