Chapter 8: Attacked
"Whoosh!" Just as he hesitated and thought, the four of them rushed towards him at the same time and stretched out their short knives.
The knife is close to the point......
My most unlikely idea was confirmed! The other party is here to kill himself!
But I'm a foreigner who has only been here for half a day, and I don't know even a single person here. Who would kill themselves? Could it be that you have recognized the wrong person?
Faced with this kind of thing, which ordinary people may not necessarily encounter in their lifetime, Dibo, a childish teenager, is a little confused, and all kinds of thoughts fill his brain.
But now he didn't have time to think about it, in the face of the deadly attack, he was almost instinctively trained to make a mistake, let go of the two people who were stabbing at him in front of him, and at the same time turned around and held the handle of the short knife that stabbed him in the back, and the next moment, the blades of the two people who were let by himself turned back again......
In this dimly lit alley, Dibo inexplicably started a fight to the death. 、
The small space didn't have much impact on the five people, and the few people who were fighting together seemed to be at ease, and Dipo felt that except for one of the four people, the level of the other three was weak, whether it was speed or strength, and the skill was like the academy student who was fighting against him today, and it was definitely not an ordinary beggar or civilian. Fortunately, after winning the last game, the Sage on the sidelines fully recovered for himself, so that although he can't get out now, he can fully protect himself and cope with the current situation.
"Hurry up and kill him! Otherwise, the vigilantes are coming! The fight to the death continued for a while, and although the four short knives had been playing beside Dibo, they had not been able to hurt themselves for half a point. Finally, one of the four was in a hurry and whispered to his companion.
was provoked by such a sentence, and the attack of the other three became more fierce, and he became more and more desperate.
And the weakest one seemed to be unable to intervene in the fight, holding a short knife in fear, muttering something to the side.
However, now Dipo is concentrating on dealing with the three people in front of him, and it would be better for him to be able to deter one and have less pressure.
"Yikes!" As if plucking up courage, the weakest man in black held the short knife in his hand and once again stretched out the short knife and rushed towards him. However, the speed skills are still so unbearable, even in the face of the desperate attacks of those three at the same time, Dipo can still deal with it calmly.
"Buzz......" Just as Dipo turned to kick the man away, the short knife in his hand suddenly shimmered, and at the same time dispersed into a pile of powder, and a strong gust of wind blew out of the man's cloak. The powder from the dagger slammed into Dibo's face and eyes.
"Woo......" Di Bo's whole face was even more painful, and he couldn't open it at all, although he temporarily lost his vision, he kicked down the person in front of him, but the short knives in the hands of the other three people who were overjoyed behind him had already stabbed him in the back, Di Bo, who had lost his vision, had no way to resist at all, and death seemed destined to befall this country boy who had just come to the Holy Capital for a day.
"Despicable! Four to fight one still uses such a shameless trick. At this critical moment, a coquettish sound came from above, and Dipo didn't know what was happening, but heard a small, sharp sound of breaking through the air, followed by three slight moans.
In the eyes of the three men, when they were about to succeed, three bows and arrows shot from the top of their heads at the same time, and they shot their right hand with the sword in an unbiased manner, defusing the attack for Dibo.
The three of them looked up, and a tall figure was standing on top of the high wall at this moment, aiming their bows and arrows at them, preventing them from making any more moves. (End of Chapter 8)