Faced with a scene in front of her that can be called a horror movie scene, Shi Junjun, whose brain is down, instinctively wants to escape.

But the slimy bloody hand that grabbed her arm was so powerful that the badly injured man was like a dying drowning person grasping at a life-saving straw, and no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't get rid of it.

"You let go first, or I won't be able to treat your wounds."

The girl who was in a hurry said this, and the man whose muscles were exposed to the air was stunned for a moment, and then let go of his hand.

Shi Junjun, who took this opportunity to regain her freedom, quickly retreated to distance herself from the man.

With her back to the alley wall, she couldn't breathe with fear.

Shi Junjun, who was a little relieved, felt that she had regained her mobility, and without thinking about it, she turned around and walked towards the alley.

She wanted to escape from here, from the terrifying-looking humanoid.

The man behind Shi Junjun broke out of the stinking garbage heap and tried to get up and stop the girl who was filled with fear.

He overestimated his current state of health, and after only half a step, he fell into the filthy puddle in front of him, splashing a large pool of muddy water mixed with bright red.

Hearing a muffled splash of water behind him, and then Shi Junjun, who was moaning in pain, paused as if fleeing towards the alley, and finally stopped there.

"Don't get yourself in trouble, adventurer."

Just when Shi Junjun was struggling in her heart, another indifferent male voice sounded.

She turned around and saw a thin figure covered in a black robe, whose face could not be seen clearly, with one foot on the vest of a man who had lost his skin.

His raised hand shone with a cold iron light.

Before Shi Junjun could react to what it was, the hand waved downwards and stabbed the man's throat.

Flipping his wrist and backhand, he put the short dagger that was still dripping blood into his sleeve, and the black-robed man who had completed the task looked up with contempt, and looked in front of him like a frightened female adventurer.

The people who took care of the aftermath knew that it would save trouble, and they threw them into the street while panting, and they were not afraid that the leader would know about it and give them a taste of skinning.

The black-robed man didn't think that the adventurer in front of him, who was stupid and frightened by his killing in person, could pose any substantial threat to himself.

Leaning down to drag the dead body back to its original position, the black-robed man who had completed the task clapped his palms, and wanted to leave only to see the adventurer still standing still.

Still haven't come back to your senses? With such a small guts, how to pass the adventurer assessment.

The black-robed man, who was becoming more and more contemptuous of the female adventurer in front of him, spoke with disdain on his face, and said in a tone that was half threatening and half admonishing:

"Just leave like this, if others ask and pretend that they don't know anything, no one will trouble you, but if you don't keep your mouth shut and talk nonsense outside, even the Adventurer's Guild won't be able to protect you, so get out of here if you hear it clearly."

The black-robed man who thought that Shi Junjun would immediately turn around and flee after hearing these words, saw that the former was still standing upright as if he was deaf, and he was already impatient, and immediately decided to step forward to teach this fool who didn't know what to do or bad a lesson.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Hear it clearly—"

When the black-robed man's vocal cords were still trembling and he couldn't pronounce the last word, the girl who seemed to have empty eyes and was frightened and incapacitated suddenly moved.

"After laying the foundation for small ideas and finding bridges, the next thing to learn is to mark the finger."

Once upon a time, a burly middle-aged man who had not yet grown much gray hair at noon would explain the essentials of this technique to her in front of her.

Not far away, the boy who was about to catch up with her was still entangled with the wooden stake beside him, but his eyes drifted to where she was from time to time, and sometimes he happened to meet her sight, and then withdrew with some weakness.

"You are already familiar with the ploughing and tying hands, the hand shape and footsteps are changeable, and the requirements for the change of the waist horse are extremely high, Junjun, you will first watch your father demonstrate it......"

There is no etiquette when performing martial arts with the same door, there is no temptation to ask for directions first, and there is no point-to-point exchange.

When Junjun broke out, he made a killing move, and his right palm pointed straight towards him, and he was already so close to the throat of the black-robed man that he couldn't get closer.

To such murderers...... There's no need to keep your hands.

The adventurer who was not expected to be frightened and unable to move before was not a mere man in black robes who would attack him at this moment, and in the face of the short and sharp finger that took him directly to his throat, he had no room to dodge and block, so he had to sink his knees.

Shi Junjun, who was blocked by the black robe, was hit with one blow, and the left arm that was originally preparing the opponent's counterattack with a blocker immediately turned into a fist with his palm and smashed the door of the black-robed man who had lost his center.

The black-robed man who was hit by a punch in the face of the punch fell backwards involuntarily after receiving this finger punch.

As the No. 3 thug in the old Frings' underground slave market, he would not have been so embarrassed in the face of Shi Junjun's offensive.

But he was too underestimated.

The black-robed man, who had not yet made an effective counterattack, immediately took another leg.

This is not from Shi Junjun's father's teaching, but the most common trick in countless ruffians and gangsters throughout the ages.

As for the part where the leg was kicked, it was the crotch of the black-robed man.

It's like a soccer player's powerful volley hitting the target.

What's there...... Shattered

The black-robed man didn't make any noise, not because he didn't have it, but because he had lost the ability to scream in pain now.

As if all his bones had been broken at the same time, he was hunched over on the ground, and if he didn't twitch from time to time, he looked like a dried shrimp that had only been dehydrated.

And all this happened in just five seconds within two meters of him when he stepped in.

The third thug in the underground slave market of the old Frings family, who was still lying on his side and covering his lower body and rolling his eyes in pain, felt the cold touch coming from the skin of his bare neck.

He swallowed unconsciously, if nothing else, it should be a very fast knife.

"All things...... Negotiable. Forcibly enduring the sharp pain from his lower body, his cheeks twitched as he barely spoke:

"Make a price, how much do you want, fifty gold coins? A hundred gold coins? ”

Seeing the expressionless black-robed female adventurer in front of her, her heart was cold, and she instantly raised the price to the highest:

"Two hundred gold coins, this is all my belongings, as long as you don't kill me, these gold coins are all yours ......"

"And don't forget that I'm from the old Frings' underground slave market, and if you dare to kill me in Portugalette, my companions won't let you go......"