Chapter 8 This is the strength of the source batch

Peter had been having fun in the trees.

Suddenly, an arrow flew towards his eyebrows inexplicably, which was terrifying, but fortunately, Peter's sensitivity attribute point was high enough, and a carp flashed over.

But he forgot that he was hanging from a tree.

So, the last defensive shield ring died heroically in order to help him resist the damage of falling to the ground.

Peter stared at the chestnut-haired ponytail archer with resentment, although you look quite in line with my aesthetics, but is byd archery a little too lazy?

The Demon King didn't have a broken ring, you broke it, you are even better than the Demon King.

Then Peter's roar resounded in the vast forest:

"Lose money!"

The archers he pointed at were at a loss.

"Huh? ... I? ”

"Isn't it who you are? Can byd aim and shoot again, what kind of horse and arrow master, people will stand in your face and you miss? And how do you aim to shoot me 90 degrees crookedly? Can you see where the person you're going to shoot before you draw the bow? ”

She was about to be scolded by Peter and cried, and her neck was shrunk.

"I'm sorry..."

Peter scolded and thought it was outrageous.

"Grandma, are you still arguing?"

The two mercenaries felt that they were being ignored.

Peter howled again, and the pursuers were probably already lured over, and the gold coins they had received if they hesitated any longer were about to fly.

The black-haired young man was of unknown origin, but he looked like a refugee. The robes were tattered and dusty, and they were as thin as monkeys, so there was nothing to worry about.

The mercenary drew his sword left and right, ready to cut the unknown young man first, and then kill the archer with a brain problem, he couldn't wait any longer, he had to catch the target immediately!

"Oh, is there something wrong with you two?"

When Peter turned back, he saw two men rushing at him with their swords drawn.

"Hey...."

The dagger was unsheathed in an instant, and the black robe on his body flew out with the shaking of his shoulders, dancing into a wide black curtain and turning between the two.

The moment their vision was obscured by the black robes, Peter leaned forward like a cunning rabbit jumping forward, and slammed into the arms of the mercenary on the left with the blade of his sword. The dagger flew and stabbed into the gap of his armor with great precision, and then went all the way up along the crack of the armor, the lower abdomen, the chest, the elbows, the neck...

It didn't seem to have much brute strength, just by virtue of the blade of the dagger and the inertia of the mercenary rushing forward, he almost cut his whole person in half, the elbow muscle of the right hand holding the knife was broken, and the long knife he held after the force fell into Peter's hand very smoothly.

He stepped forward with his right foot, and his waist slammed into force, smoothly twisting all the forward inertia into the help of the side slash, and the long knife pierced into the cloak that was still flipped in the air—

Before the mercenary on the right who missed the knife could react, he was stabbed in the back of the heart and planted on the ground, and he couldn't die again.

The two fell to the ground almost at the same time, one of them had been cut in half from the lower abdomen to the neck, and the other had a companion's long knife stuck in his back, and his eyes were full of horror, and he was killed by this terrible young man before he could react.

Peter loosened his neck and picked up the cloak from the ground and put it back on.

The archer and the girl were dumbfounded.

As soon as they saw each other, the battle was over.

I saw that little brother's cloak flew up like magic, and then he threw himself into the arms of a mercenary, and the mercenary's knife was naturally handed to him like a baton, and then he turned around and stabbed the other one on the right through the cloak without any fancy eyes, and even the vision was still blocked by the cloak, and the knife came out without the exact position of the person on the right...

Too neat, too fast.

Before the cloak was thrown out, he didn't even pull out the dagger, and after the cloak landed, one of the two was cut throat and the other was pierced through the heart, everything happened between the lightning and flint, and they were killed in seconds without resistance.

Crushing.

Peter crouched down and wiped the blood on the dagger with the mercenary's clothes, and scavenged the inheritance of the two men.

Lick the bag.

What are you kidding, it's okay if the demon king chases me and cuts, what grade and level are you two, show me the knife?

Do you understand the gold content of the strongest source batch?

The moment the two died, a total of 18 soul chips entered Peter's balance.

On average, one person is nine points, which is more than the living corpses in the initial cemetery. You must know that no matter how weak a level 45 useless person is, he can walk sideways on the undead street full of cursed skeletons, how can you two touch porcelain?

Not to mention that his skills are far from level 45, in addition to inheriting the level attributes of useless people after crossing, the game technology has also become an indescribable battle instinct engraved in the soul, if the demon king was not able to bear Gungnir before, she would have to perform a street dance of the Falan Immortal Team for her.

The two of them searched all over their bodies, and found five silver coins and seven pence, and the poor eggs belonged to yes.

Also, who is a serious person to be a mercenary?

Peter got up boredly, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and all his belongings were stored in Warrenmud, so he could only pray that the demon king would kill him and not make money, and wait for the future to find an opportunity to get it back.

He pointed to the archer and said angrily, "You." ”

The woman was startled when she was pointed out, this mysterious person who fell inexplicably was superb, and he could never be his opponent.

"Big guy, you say." The woman squeezed out a smile and was very respectful.

"Owe me a thousand gold coins, do you hear?"

"Huh?"

"Ah hammer, I'll pay you to save your life."

He still felt sorry for the ring.

"But I don't have that much now...."The woman didn't dare to refuse.

"Remember to pay back the money the next time we meet."

With that, Peter turned and left.

"Huh? Don't you need to leave a contact information? ”

Peter didn't bother to pay attention to her, and left the contact information, can you pay it back?

Asking her to pay back the money is just a mouthful, don't meet in the future, this hand archery left him a psychological shadow deeper than the double bow of Wang Cheng.

"Hey!"

The little girl suddenly stopped him.

"How?"

Peter glanced back at her, this little Lori was indeed quite smart.

"Want me to take you along? No way, go home by yourself. "He didn't want to be a burden.

"No," Lori blushed, "...... Thank you. ”

Peter was stunned and waved his hand.

"The next time you encounter this situation, say Aligado is cuter."

Then he left a dashing back and disappeared into the depths of the forest.

"What a weirdo," the woman frowned and muttered quietly.

How it feels like I've seen him somewhere.

"Sister, let's go..."

The little girl regained some strength and looked nervously around.

"What's wrong? The bad guys have been dealt with, do you want to rest for a while? ”

"No, there are still a lot of people looking for me, to..."

Her voice suddenly got stuck in her throat.

Suddenly there was a sound of stumbling footsteps in front of the two.

The woman's eyes lit up and she held her breath.

It was Peter who could come out of the forest.

Looking at the vigilant duo, Peter scratched his head.

"That...... Do any of you know the way out of the forest? ”

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"I know," the woman hesitated, "I know the path of the Giant Forest, do you want to come with us?" ”

The pursuers themselves will definitely not be able to cope with it, and they must pull this mysterious master into the water.

Peter hesitated, thinking he could.

"Let's be together, then."

Lori took over the conversation:

"But now that there are pursuers in the forest, and if you kill their companions, they will certainly not give up."

“?”

Peter had a question mark on his face.

"Wait, aren't these two perverted young girls stumbling into a lonely little Lori when they were wandering in the forest?"

"Who is little Lori!" The girl finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Miss Ben is sixteen years old!! ”

"Uh, you're a goblin?"

The girl was red and warm.

"Miss Ben is human! Are you polite or not? ”

She is only one meter four tall, and she looks tender, but it really doesn't make sense to say that she is a goblin.

"Sixteen?" The woman looked surprised, and she looked away.

"No, that's not the point, why are there pursuers?"

"Well, actually, I've just arrived, so I don't know..."

Peter looked at the corpse of the mercenary on the ground, people are stupid, isn't he acting bravely?

The two looked at the sixteen-year-old Lori in a dirty lace dress at the same time, their eyes suspicious.

She narrowly avoided her gaze.

"Probably... That's right, I'm Lori, and I've met a lot of Loricon...."

"Come here."

Peter grimaced and pulled her aside.

[Divination for Lining Caster Ortiz is about to consume 8,000 soul chips?] 】

Fuck, this Lori isn't easy.