Chapter 9: Thieves, Robbers, and Who Robbed Whom (Part II)

With a "poof", the sound of another sharp weapon cutting through the muscles came, and Butian's face twitched in pain.

If this situation continues, I am afraid that the vampire body with his strong ability to recover will eventually fall into the hands of the enemy due to excessive blood loss.

"I can't be so passive anymore, I've gradually been led by his nose, completely affected by his offensive, if I blindly defend, I have no chance of winning. ”

After all, Butian was just a homestay before he crossed over, and he didn't have any fighting experience at all, and some technical things were even more black.

It is rare to be able to figure out the key to the problem under the enemy's fierce offensive without leaving the slightest respite.

Bu Tian was spreading his spiritual perception around his body at this moment, and he grasped the direction of the short blade stabbed behind him more carefully.

He jerked his left foot on the ground slightly, and his body spun and flew back like a spinning top, while his right hand quickly grabbed the decorative sword at his waist to block the direction of the opponent's short blade.

A "bang" sounded with the sound of gold and iron clashing.

Bu Tian successfully blocked the opponent's fierce blow, and the hand holding the long sword was knocked back for a distance due to the force, but it was stabilized by him with great strength.

Richie's murderous footsteps faltered slightly, and the continuous offensive he had painstakingly built from the beginning of the sneak attack was interrupted by this block.

The thief's assassination is all about missing a single blow and overwhelming the enemy with a continuous and rapid attack.

Their stealth and stealth tactics help them get close behind the enemy's backs to sneak attack, and unleash a furious attack with a storm of unsuccessful strikes.

Just imagine, your enemy suddenly appears in a situation where you don't know it, and there is a rapid and fierce attack in your defenseless heart, which no one can stand it.

The continuous offensive was interrupted, and Richie stopped stepping forward.

The Rogue's stealth effect can only be maintained when walking slowly or standing still, and once attacked, it will reveal its form completely.

Therefore, the assassination of thieves will pay attention to suppressing the enemy first if they miss a hit, which is also to seek self-preservation.

After all, a thief with an exposed body can attack a visible one, and it is not so frightening. What is frightening is an attack that can be felt from behind, but cannot be seen.

"Good boy, yes, yes, my crazy series of attacks didn't even take you down. It seems that I can't kill you today."

Richie's palm flipped over, and the short, delicate dagger in his hand had disappeared, as if by magic.

This is the art of hiding daggers that every thief must master. The so-called poor dagger sees, if the dagger does not come out, it is enough, and as soon as it comes out, it will see blood.

Bu Tian looked at the middle-aged man in his thirties who was standing opposite him in front of him.

The appearance is ordinary, a public face, it seems that after seeing it now, the next second when you plunge into the crowd, you will forget the other party's appearance in the blink of an eye. This is really a thief's fodder.

He won't be the first to strike at the moment, time can drag on for a minute, and with his strong recovery power, the longer the time drags on, the better it will be for him.

And the seat he had just stood in was obviously empty and empty, but this person suddenly appeared behind him, catching him off guard.

It seems that this is the necessary skill of thieves often mentioned in novels in previous lives - stealth. Such a strange method made him quite jealous, because he was not sure if there were other thieves around him who were secretly watching him.

As a result, he can only respond to changes with the same now. Fortunately, I have the mental power to perceive the abnormalities around me, and the situation is not too bad.

It seems to sense that Bu Tian is delaying time to recover from his injuries.

Richie was also quite anxious in his heart, after a short fight just now, he no longer dared to underestimate the other party at the moment.

Although he is used to being arrogant on weekdays, he has to admit that this kid has some means, and he can get out of such a crazy and compact sneak attack, and his strength can be seen.

And now that he has revealed his figure, there is not much certainty that he will be able to win the opponent in a head-to-head confrontation.

In this way, he can only pin his hopes on Locke, who is still lurking in the shadows, and now, he must give Locke some chances.

"Have you rested, boy, although I may not be able to kill you, but in order to save a little face, I still decided to teach you a lesson. ”

Richie looks like I'm a senior, and you should respect my pretend 13 look.

With a flip of his palm, the short dagger with cold light appeared in his hand again.

"Boss Richie, teach this kid a good lesson, it's better to kill him. There must be more silver karls on this kid. Hiding next to the carriage, Thomas, who had not made a sound for a long time, began to fart in his mouth at this moment, and the arrogant and domineering appearance on his face seemed to be the one who was ready to teach Butian a lesson.

Richie casually danced the dagger into the air with a ball of silver flowers, gestured, tilted his head at Thomas, who was patting his ass, and said even more stinkily: "Look at your Rich boss to entertain this kid well." ”

As he spoke, he patted his chest and put on a posture of taking care of everything.

"Hey, I said, grandson, you can't fight, where did you get so much nonsense?

Bu Tian teased the other party with a disdainful expression that he was not angry with you, and Lao Tzu did not believe in Bu. The underwhelming look is like a matador with a red cloth in his hand, attracting the bull's firepower with various mocking and provocative gestures.

Combat is not just brute force, and where you can use your wits to maneuver, it will also make yourself much easier.

Butian knew that facing an enemy who was carried away by anger in a fight was probably much easier to deal with than an enemy who was calm and cautious everywhere.

After Butian's agitation, the brainless Richie was really very good, rushing over with red eyes and a blue face, and he kept cursing in his mouth.

"You damn little brute, you dare to call your grandfather and grandson, look at your uncle, I won't kill you alive. ”

"Who is the little beast scolding!" Bu Tian shouted quickly at Richie, who was rushing over.

Richie didn't want to open his mouth and responded eagerly: "Little beast scolds you!"

"Oh, the little beast scolded me, and indeed the little beast scolded me. Ricky brute, you're really cooperative. Butian laughed wildly and stepped back, dodging Richie's attacks one after another, while continuing to mock.

Hearing this, Richie, who reacted, was really angry this time when the first Buddha ascended to heaven, and the second Buddha smoked. Even Thomas, who was hiding next to the carriage, began to laugh wildly, he really couldn't hold it back.

"Ahhh~~!I'll kill you!"

Richie was almost mad, and the dagger in his hand stabbed at Butian in an orderly manner.

Butian felt almost the same, looking at Richie's chaotic attack, all the flaws in his body were directly exposed in front of him, if he didn't ask for something, then he would be too sorry for himself.

Just as Butian was about to launch an action and launch a thunderous blow. There was a person who was one step ahead of him, and attacked from the left side of his body at great speed, and a dagger with a cold light was about to approach Butian's neck in an instant, and the guy who suddenly appeared made Butian take aback.

Although he also expected that other thieves who were peeping in the shadows would take advantage of the opportunity to attack him. But he didn't expect that when he had been using his mental power to perceive his surroundings, he still didn't sense the slightest sign of the other party's figure.

If it weren't for the other party's attack on him, breaking the effect of stealth, I'm afraid he wouldn't know the other party's trace until he died.

The dagger that came suddenly was extremely fast, and before it touched his neck, the sharp edge on the blade had already pierced the skin on his neck, and there was a tingling pain.

Bu Tian knew that dodging now was not the best way to save himself, even if he dodged this blow, the other party would still die if he did it again.

This person grasped the timing very well, and when Hall was exposed to lure Butian to attack, he decisively launched a sharp blow.

This blow was directed at Butian's most vulnerable throat, and it was really enough not to make a move, and once he struck, he would not die, not giving the enemy the slightest room for resistance.

But he missed a point. Don't bully young people into poverty.

The clay man still has three points of temper, and the cloth clothes still have three points of blood. Not to mention the already unruly step.

Threatened by death over and over again. If Butian is really bloodless, then he is not Butian.

Smiling coldly at the masked thief who wanted to put him to death, Bu Tian raised his left hand with a hideous face, and without hesitation, his palm grabbed the sharp dagger that was about to pierce his neck, and at the same time, his right foot was even more merciless, and he kicked the flawed body of Hall who rushed wildly.

This series of movements seems to be slow, but in fact, it is completed in a flash of light.

"Click" "Poof"

Two distinct sounds rang out.

One was the sound of the palm of Butian's left hand being pierced by a sharp dagger and stuck in the bone, and the other was the sound of Richie being kicked in the abdomen by Butian and spurting blood and falling to the ground.

With a full 18 points of strength, Bu Tian's punch to the ground alone was enough to blast out a pothole the size of a basin.

At this moment, the palm of his hand that was stuck in the dagger did not move, and he was kicked in the abdomen by him, and Richie was probably already rotten in the intestines, and most of his life was gone.

Drops of blood slowly trickled down Butian's palm, which was pierced throughout, and Locke was also stunned by the ferocity of this young man.

In just a moment between his shot and being blocked, the situation of the whole battle has been completely reversed by the other party, and the opponent's game, which should have been fatal, was brutally disintegrated by the posture of this desperate thirteen langs.

He had already thought clearly before he made a move, even if his fatal blow was blocked by the other party, then this young man would not be able to escape the fate of being disemboweled.

But he didn't expect that the other party would dare to work so hard, and Richie would be such a waste of wood.

Is this still the so-called petty aristocracy who fled from the family without permission?

How could there be such a nobleman who died more than these outlaw thieves?

Locke paid a bloody price for this moment of stunnedness, originally if he didn't care about anything and continued to attack in close quarters without thinking about anything, he might be able to bring more serious injuries to Butian.

But in the battle, there is no possibility.

There is only life, or death.

Butian grasped this rare opportunity very well, and the other party was stunned at this moment.

It is at this moment, in a battle that changes in an instant, that is the difference between life and death, the result of success and failure.

Taking advantage of this moment, Bu Tian decisively threw away the silver-sheathed long sword in his right hand, and his arm rubbed an afterimage and quickly choked the masked thief's neck.

Like an iron pillar that was difficult to shake, the palm firmly pinched the opponent's vital point, slowly carrying his short and slender body off the ground, half-suspended in the air.

For the battle between masters, the kung fu of a moment is enough for them to attack hundreds of moves.

Butian doesn't have such a strong strength, but he has a heart to become a strong man, and when his heart is strong, his strength will become strong sooner or later.

When Locke came to his senses, his life was already in the hands of Butian.

Such a situation was not in his original consideration at all.

Obviously, they were the hunters, but now, the position has been reversed, and the prey has not been caught, but has put itself in.

Locke is a smart man, his neck has been choked by others, if he still resists, I am afraid that the other party will not hesitate to pinch him to death like an ant.

He could already see it from the young man's desperate posture when he fought.

This is a hungry wolf who dares to be ruthless to himself, and he is so ruthless to himself, so he will not show the slightest mercy to his enemies.

He didn't want to die yet, and now he could only hope that the other party wouldn't kill him.

Although he himself felt that this hope was an extravagant hope.

It's ridiculous that others have no grievances with them, but they offend others to death because of a little money, and the two assassinations are one more ruthless.

He even wanted to beg others to let him go. Is this possible?