I don't know if there is a god or not, but I say there is, but I haven't seen it. I don't know what kind of jokes God's jokes will be divided into, just like I came here. It was at this point that I felt like I was being played with by some god.

I can't be mistaken, since I no longer need to look through the lenses to see things in the distance, I can't see things wrong.

It's really him.

The ground was covered with blood. The blood of the four men flowed down half the alley.

Touching his neck, I turned him over. His clothes were all stained red with blood, and his face was covered in blood. He had a visible wound on his left chest. There are also two tears in the clothes on the abdomen.

He's dying.

"Ralph!" I pressed my voice down my throat and gritted my teeth and called his name. But he closed his eyes tightly.

I'm not afraid of someone dying, but I'm afraid that the person around me will disappear all of a sudden, just like in a dream, and suddenly find that the person next to you has disappeared. Especially when it comes to one's own loved ones, that panic can instantly take over the heart.

Although I don't take this middle-aged man as a friend, the only thought in my heart at this time is that I don't want him to die!

I don't know what's going on at this point, or what's going to happen later. I ran out of ideas.

"You can't die, buddy! You can't die! "I pulled out a knife and cut the clothes of the person next to me, and I wanted to stop the bleeding.

I cursed, cursed! Why didn't I even think of doing something to stop bleeding at the Alchemy Academy!

The things that Farad had taught me were all on paper at this point. I pressed on his wound in a desperate attempt to stop his bleeding.

He opened his mouth and coughed out!

"Ralph! Wake up! I called out to him.

He opened his eyes weakly.

"Ralph, what's wrong! What happened! ”

His eyes were stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. He looked at my face and said, "It's great that you're still alive." ”

"What's going on!"

"These people attacked me suddenly."

"We're exposed?"

"Be careful, Bill."

"I ...... What am I going to do? ”

"Find Fred."

"But I won't fucking let you die, you old thing." I say.

"Leave me alone, I can't die now. You hurry up. He choked as he spoke. The knife in his left chest seemed to have hurt his lungs.

"Kill him?"

He shook his head feebly.

I scattered Ralph and rummaged through the dead bodies next to me. I tore the Assassin's shirt and ripped it off. No tattoos, no markings. They don't have any token ornaments on them.

"Are they going to do something to Fred?" I started rummaging through the other two bodies again, and they were still clean.

He looked at me and didn't seem to be able to make up his mind.

"I guess it's not that we can't kill him now, it's someone who wants to kill him first, or kill both of us by the way." I say. "Who could it be?"

I frowned at the same time as him.

"No, I don't think it should be a Barovite." My mind is a little messy.

"What if it is?" He was weak.

"So what are we? Isn't the lone wolf with the Barovs? ”

Ralph's eyes instantly became a little dazed. "No, it can't be, Barov even if ...... If you want to do it, you will ...... It's ......"

"What is it?" I always had the feeling that Ralph was a bit mysterious, he seemed to know a lot, but he seemed to be pretending all the time.

"Barov and Lone Wolf are no longer in the united front." He coughed again.

"And what are we here?" I say.

"You are the Shadow Hand...... You're not like me, Bill. Ralph inhaled hard into his lungs, then let out a hard breath. We are all just pawns of Ravenhold. ”

Shadow Hands?

"He probably didn't deserve to die. Bill, go! Go follow Fred and don't let him die. ”

"What if he dies? We may just have to wait and see. Wait for the results, which we can control from time to time. I can't let you die right now! ”

"Did you ever think we'd be killed?" Ralph squeezed the words out between his teeth. "Rookie, you're still a rookie!" Ralph said as he spat out a mouthful of blood. "Make a choice, Bill, and just take a gamble." He began to cough violently.

"I can't die, you can go quickly. Even if you can't save Fred, figure out who this group of people really is? It's better to catch it alive! ”

"You've ......"

"Born in darkness, dead in light. Go ahead. He gave me a gentle push.

I bandaged Ralph's wound and dragged him to a small room. "Wait for me, you can't just die, old fellow." I said a word to him and closed the broken door.

Dragged the bodies of the three Assassins into a corner, and I was about to bury them with the ragged mats around them, when two men appeared at the entrance of the alley.

The way they walked told me that the two men were in the same group as the three corpses. Sure enough, they drew their weapons.

We were really exposed! I thoughtfully drew the dagger from my waist. Don't look for it, there are two live mouths!

There is nothing big about the fight in the not spacious alley, only who is faster and more ruthless. I don't know what level I'm at Ravenhold, but I haven't been through many fights, and now I won't be easily killed by ordinary people.

The guy on the other side lunged at me, and I was about to take the call, when the little man behind him bounced up from behind him, and I could see the dagger he was outstretching. After three or four sharp steps back, the little man jumped in front of the man and flashed to the right, and the guy behind him flashed slightly to the left, and the two of them rushed to my chest.

I can see their eyes, I can see their shoulders, I can see their hands holding knives.

They're looking for the wrong person. I'm not Ralph.

Taking another step back, I opened my left hand, threw the dagger in my right hand directly, and leaned to the right. Dodged the dagger stabbed by the big man on the left, and the little man couldn't dodge it, and caught the dagger I threw out with his chest.

They weren't fast enough. Far from enough.

I rolled on the ground and kicked my right foot directly into the big man's lower abdomen. The big man lost his balance all at once. With a shard on my waist, I bounced up. My left hand grabbed the guy's right hand, and I slammed my body against him, and my right hand locked directly on his throat. A head hammer, the opposite nose instantly flowed blood.

He grabbed my right hand to break free of my choke, and I grabbed his hard left hand with my wrist and pulled it out, pushing my head against his bleeding nose. Again! Again.

The saliva in this guy's mouth and the blood coming out of his nose and mouth splashed my face. I let go of my right hand and slammed it hard against his bleeding nose. One more punch, one more punch. The bridge of his nose was broken, and my front teeth were clearly gone.

grabbed his hair and pulled him down, and his right knee flew him straight up. He fell to the ground on his back. I was about to go forward and grab him again when my back felt empty.

As soon as I shrank down, I squatted down and rolled out to the right. A man fell from the sky and pounced on the air.

Three, neatly and neatly!

The guy who made me fly on one knee doesn't seem to have fainted yet, but he's already called me to beat the blind. I was just about to go up and make up for it, when the guy who fell out of the sky raised his knife and stabbed at me.

I can see clearly, I can see everything clearly! Instead of reaching for his white blade, I twisted my waist and kicked him directly into the knee. He lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

Taking a step back, I twisted my waist again and kicked the guy in the head who had been pushed by me earlier, and he didn't move at all. I tilted my head to look at the last guy and picked up the dagger on the ground.

"I'll let you speak." As I spoke, I raised my dagger and pounced.

Survival is instinctive. Unless cornered, only a reckless man will pounce when he knows he will lose. Apparently he was not a reckless man, he turned around and prepared to run. Farad is very accurate in throwing things. This makes me envious. I may not be able to stick the dagger into his shin or thigh, but I'm sure he's in the back and in the ass.

I walked up slowly, stabbing the dagger that had been stuck in his waist again. Lying on the ground, he let out an extremely low and unpleasant hoarse voice. He could only give up resistance. When you couldn't use your waist, no matter how powerful you used to be, you must be a waste now.

Instead of pulling the dagger out, I straightened up and stomped on his ankle. It's a crisp sound.

"Say it. Who sent you. I stepped forward and, as if I were taking something, took the dagger from his hand.

The guy hissed in his throat and eyes. His eyes were wide open with horror. That's right, with fear, it's easy to ask any question.

"Who." I put the dagger in his ear.

Still hissing.

"You speak!" I gritted my teeth.

He was just crying, and his throat hissed.

"Whoever sent you, you speak!"

He pointed to his throat and opened his mouth.

I frowned, ha! His tongue is gone!

It's fucking fun! This assassin is a mute!

"Do you know how to write?" I asked him.

He still shook his head.

That's going to be hard...... What's the matter?

"You lied to me." I leaned in. Said to him with a frown. His mouth opened and closed in horror, as if he wanted to say something.

After a more humane forced confession, he really couldn't write. He can't speak, he doesn't have a tongue, but it seems that this guy's voice is not quite the same as those who are born mute.

That dumb man just now will never escape, and I have this confidence. So I turned to look at the guy who had been kicked unconscious.

Grabbing his hair, I tried to wake him up, but glancing at his half-open mouth, I pinched the guy's mouth. When I looked into my mouth, I left him and looked at the little man who had died.

In an instant, I was stunned, all three of them had no tongues.

I turned out the three bodies that I had hidden. The three corpses didn't even have tongues!

What's going on?