The crazy Sigurd was much stronger than usual, and only Gerald, who was in the third level, was completely unmatched.
Gerald sat helplessly on the rubble, and his vision suddenly turned black. This human trafficker was already on his deathbed.
Gaze at Sigg's red eyes and the huge flaming humanoid silhouette standing behind him with double horns on his head.
Gerald coughed, his arms drooped weakly, his eyes were distracted, and he asked weakly: "What is this?"
If it hadn't been for this strange phantom, he and the Black Fox would have joined forces, not to mention defeating Sigurd, but at least he would have been able to protect himself.
But there is no such thing as [Ranger] is not a power-based extraordinary profession, while [Dark Warrior] is more on the power side.
When the Black Fox, who was stronger than him and had reached the third level, could not contain Sigurd, his end could be imagined.
As if he had vented the violence in his heart, the madness in Sigg's eyes dissipated a little, and he regained some sense.
He stared at the almost dead Gerald and said angrily: "This is the phantom of the Barbarian God."
He also recently learned this move from Old Bill, which is a special berserker skill of the [Berserker] profession.
If he masters this trick completely, he will not lose his mind, he will only become excited, but he will lose his mind if he is not yet proficient.
"Are you from Karao?" Gerald was relieved and closed his eyes.
If he was given another chance, he would not come to save Matt. The enemy was beyond his expectation.
Sigur learned this trick, which shows that there is probably a third-level berserker from the Karo tribe among the enemies, who taught Sigur this secret technique.
The [Berserker] profession created by scholars for the Kara people has been developed to some extreme by them.
"Obviously, you are unlucky today."
Looking at the lifeless enemy in front of him, Shige shook his head slightly, turned around and ran towards the black fox.
Ordinary berserkers will not be able to use the Shadow of the Barbarian God. Even among the Karo people, not every berserker can do it. They must be talented enough to practice it.
This skill is not a top secret, at least people from the Natural School understand the principles. Old Bill just taught Sigg with the attitude of giving it a try, but he didn't expect that he actually learned it.
"Damn it, is Sigg having epilepsy? Why did it happen so violently all of a sudden? I was almost beaten to death with a stick."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Black Fox cursed loudly. He endured the severe pain in his body and climbed up from the cold floor tiles shakily.
Looking at the two bullet marks on his body, the burned skin, and the bloody tiger's mouth, the black fox just felt that he was so unlucky.
He obviously came here to avoid the limelight, but he was almost blown up into the sky, received two bullets, and was beaten so severely that two of his ribs were broken.
"Brother Matt, I'll try my best, take the first step."
The black fox muttered to himself, picked up the black sword on the ground, and prepared to sneak away first to show respect. He felt that he had done his best today.
嗵─嗵─嗵─
The ground trembled slightly, and heavy footsteps were heard. Hig roared, holding a mace, and came towards this side.
He looked at Sig whose whole body was surrounded by red flames, with white gas coming out of his mouth and nose, and his eyes were scarlet.
The black fox's expression changed and he was about to cry without tears. The terrifying demon-like shadow behind the opponent gave him a great sense of oppression.
He couldn't beat Sigg to begin with, but now that he was drugged, he was even less of a match. Moreover, he was already seriously injured.
Even on defense, it was difficult to withstand the opponent's powerful and heavy attack.
Thinking of this, Black Fox acted decisively. With a pop, he knelt down directly, raised his hands, and shouted: "Surrender, I surrender!"
Chi─
Sigur braked suddenly, sparks erupted from the soles of his feet, and stopped 8 meters in front of the black fox, looking at him with cruel eyes.
The black fox swallowed and shouted quickly: "Boss Sigg, you know that I am not Matt's subordinate.
It's my fault that I blocked your way without any discernment. I surrender now. I hope you will spare my life for the sake of our past friendship!"
He felt a little uneasy. He used to be a gangster in the plains, and his relationship with the other party was not good.
Sigur exhaled two streaks of white breath from his nose and stared at him coldly: "We have no friendship!"
After saying that, he raised the shining red mace, his terrifying aura undisguised, and prepared to kill him ruthlessly.
In this state, Sigg had a very bad temper and was impulsive and irritable.
Black Fox's eyelids trembled when he saw this, and he shouted: "I surrender, I can join the Thorn Security Company and work for you!"
Upon hearing these words, Sigg stopped and calmed down a little. Before he could reply, Garcia came over.
He looked at the gray-faced black fox and said coldly: "We don't talk about joining us in advance. If you want to survive, you must first hand over your name.
Follow us to kill Matt’s people.”
It's up to Ren to decide whether to accept the Black Fox or not.
The black fox hesitated for a moment, stood up, and said very simply: "No problem, but I hope you can keep your promise and let me go."
A person has to lower his head under the eaves. For him, his own life is more important.
…………
On the other side, Matt and Pelle were running wildly, leaving the street and almost reaching the edge of the town.
Matt was breathing heavily, feeling like he was surviving a disaster. As long as he survived tonight, he could make the Thorn Security Company retreat.
"Matt, should we hide or leave the town first?"
Per wiped the sweat from his forehead and said softly.
Glancing around the quiet surroundings, Matt showed a hesitant look on his face, a little hesitant.
Just when he was about to say something, under the moonlight, the blurry shadows behind the two of them suddenly shook.
Whoosh!
A bit of cold light appeared, and the sharp blade pierced the air, whistling, and slashed towards Matt's neck like lightning.
At the critical moment of life and death, drug lord Matt only had time to turn his body to one side and raise his arm to block his neck.
Poof, the sword flashed, blood spattered, and part of Matt's right arm flew away. He screamed and backed away.
Pell was startled, immediately turned around, raised his shield, and pulled out the cold silver knight's sword.
He stood in front of Matt and looked at the woman in front of him who was wearing a tight black leather jacket and had a hot figure, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
"Haha, that's good. The drug dealer's scum reacted very quickly. He actually dodged my throat-slitting knife."
Bessie waved Liu Hai, holding a scimitar, and looked at Per and the pale Matt with a smile.
Matt covered his bleeding right hand with his left hand, looked at Bessie and said solemnly: "Who are you? There should be no third-order shadow warriors in Thorn Security Company."
Obviously, his information was out of date, and he wasn't to blame. Ren took action as soon as he found someone, too fast.
"Isn't that enough? Two handsome guys, let's have fun together tonight.
There are two of you, so you can flank me one behind the other."
