Following Feng Tie's order, Xiong Da squeezed out of the bustling square and galloped all the way. Then he got into a cold alley, got off his horse, and knocked on the back door of the other side chamber of commerce.
The person who opened the door was a stooped, one-eyed old man, wearing a dirty black eyepatch. The wrinkles on his face were filled with black ash from years of burning fires, which seemed to never be washed away.
The old man opened a narrow crack in the door. After seeing clearly that the person who came was Xiong Da, who Tiger had arranged to stay in the guest room, he opened the door with great effort and let him in.
Xiong Da did not bother to exchange greetings with this shabby old man. He rushed into Feng Tie's room like a gust of wind. After a sound of rummaging, Xiong Da went out with a big baggage on his shoulders.
Run away.
"Hey, what are you in such a hurry for?" a rough voice shouted to the bear.
Xiong Da looked back as he ran. It turned out to be the mercenary cannon of the Iron Flamingo with the door wide open. He was holding a large bowl of ale and drinking with a similarly terrifying big man wrapped in a cloak.
While shouting greetings to Xiong Da.
Yolanda did not let Can Pao attend the auction because she was afraid that he would be retaliated by Prince Gallie, so Can Pao stayed in the guest room of the Chamber of Commerce. Yolanda asked the servant to send Can Pao a large table of wine and food, and now her temper
The upright Cannon was having a great time eating and drinking with the like-minded Amu.
"It's nothing. My young master asked me to come back to get something. I'm in a hurry. I'll talk about it later!"
After Xiong Da panted heavily and answered Cannon's words, he hurriedly ran out the door to get on his horse, preparing to return to the auction venue as quickly as possible and hand the contents of the bag to Feng Tie.
"Huh?" Xiong Da's eyes glanced at a ragged beggar squatting under the corner of the door, "I didn't see this guy when I just entered the door. Why do you want to go to such a secluded alley to ask for food? You don't have any professional qualities at all.
No, you deserve to starve to death!"
The kind-hearted Xiong Da took out a few coins from his arms and threw them into the beggar's bowl. He turned his horse and ran out of the alley. The beggar who was squatting on the ground raised his head and pushed away the dirty long hair that covered his face.
He glanced at Xiong Da's leaving figure, his eyes gleaming, it was Ye Long, the assassin who failed to attack Feng Tie in Casey's restaurant and then escaped calmly.
When Xiong Da's figure completely disappeared from sight, Yelong stretched out his hand towards the alley and made a gesture. Six black shadows quickly sprang out from the shadows deep in the alley. Six masked men in black had surrounded them in the blink of an eye.
Beside the wild dragon.
"The news has been sent inside. All the masters in the Chamber of Commerce Jing Jing have been transferred to the auction house. There are only two old immortal diviners and a few ordinary soldiers guarding the prison car. We don't need to take action against the sharp-mouthed and fanged monster.
Special people have been sent from above to deal with him. Red Dragon and Poison Dragon are outside to assist him. The rest of the people follow me in. Don't get too hung up on the action. Our goal is just to kidnap the girl in the prison car and leave as soon as we succeed."
Gritting his teeth, Ye Long added: "If the situation is too serious, just kill the target. The dead body is worth money, but remember that the body must be taken away, otherwise we will not be able to explain and take action when we return."
When the red dragon and the poisonous dragon heard this, they were about to retreat to both sides to hide their figures. The poisonous dragon, who had keen ears and eyes, suddenly stopped and said to the wild dragon: "That's not right, boss, there seems to be movement inside."
"Clang!"
"Wow!"
There was the sound of dishes being smashed on the ground when the table was overturned, and then there was the sound of angry yelling and the sound of weapons being handed over. Yelong and his party were a little confused: who took action in advance before the operation started?
Already?
In the yard, the artilleryman was dancing vigorously with two broken table legs, cursing and fighting with a group of masked men in black holding swords. Amu, who had been drinking with him just now, was nowhere to be seen.
.
"Mom, go to hell!" Cannon swung up the table leg and knocked the broadsword out of the hand of a man in black, and kicked the man in black hard in the stomach. The man in black was kicked backwards.
When he got out, the severe pain in his abdomen made him hunch over and roll on the ground like a big shrimp.
"This kid is too strong, don't attack randomly, line up!" A man in black shouted at the top of his lungs.
The group of men in black who were chopping around the cannon quickly retreated behind the leader who was taking the command. They held their swords upside down and exchanged positions without staggering each other. In the blink of an eye, they formed a sharp triangle formation, using
The sharpest acute angle points directly at the artillery.
Although Artillery is just a simple-minded, powerful mercenary, because of his immense strength and thick skin, the leader of the Iron Flamingos has continuously entrusted him with important tasks when he just came of age. Over the past ten years, Artillery has performed
He has carried out hundreds of missions, participated in many bloody wars, and dealt with the military of many countries. Seeing the simple but effective attack methods of these men in black, artillery, he has begun to doubt these men.
The identity of the people, and now seeing how straightforwardly they executed the orders without any thought or hesitation after hearing the password, coupled with the iron-blooded military style that was faintly revealed in these people's actions, Artillery can be sure that these masked people are not simple.
They are as simple as assassins or casual mercenaries, and most likely they are a group of high-level soldiers from the army.
These people jumped into the yard from the high walls and roofs on both sides. Without saying a word, they waved their weapons to greet the artillery. The artillery probably guessed that these people came specifically to cause trouble for itself. Combined with these people's
With a military background and a slow-moving cannon, a figure finally appeared in his mind—Prince Gallet.
What puzzled Can Pao was that as soon as the boots of the first man in black touched the ground, Amu disappeared beside him. Can Cano, who was an upright man, was attacked by the first wave without having time to think about it. He was helpless.
All they could do was overturn the table to resist the three broadswords that were slashing at them, break off two table legs and join the battle group. In the fierce battle, they could not spare any time to think about Amu's whereabouts.
"Jiejiejiejie!"
A burst of strange laughter came from behind, and the seven wild dragons turned back in horror. At the same time, they quickly drew out their weapons to protect their chest vitals. A terrifying giant man wrapped in a black cloak stood against the wall.
There, a big hand covered with long sharp nails held a broken bowl. Several copper coins in the bowl hit each other and made a clanging sound. It was Amu who disappeared silently into the yard.
"It's you!" Yelong was shocked when he saw the person in front of him clearly. He recognized at a glance that the person in front of him was the master who suffered a big loss during the attack on the restaurant.
"ah!"
Manlong, the only powerful warrior among the seven assassins, was the first to attack Amu. Manlong is the only assassin in the Dragon Thorn Assault organization who is known for his strength. He has always been known for his bravery, combat, ferocity and cruelty. After seeing such a huge Amu, the ferocious dragon's eyes showed overwhelming fighting spirit. He roared, jumped into the air, raised his hands high above his head and clasped his fingers into a giant fist. It hit Amu with the sound of howling wind.
A trace of disdain flashed across Amu's face. He calmly put the copper coins in the bowl into his arms, threw away the broken bowl and punched it out seemingly lightly.
"boom!"
Before Barbarian Dragon had time to see Amu's movements clearly, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. His whole body had been punched away by Amu, and his body slammed through the door and flew straight into the yard. His body was in the yard. A trail of dust was wiped off the ground, and it hit the stone steps of the pavilion and became motionless.
The people in black clothes in the courtyard had just formed a formation and were about to attack the artillery, but they were stunned by a corpse that suddenly broke through the door. The artillery's eyes also fell on the man lying on the ground, who was bruised and bleeding from the mouth. Looking at the dragon, the barbarian dragon, whose body was twitching slightly and dying, was muttering in his heart: Is this another helper coming? Why did he come in sideways?
The people in black were also filled with doubts at this time: Your Highness the Prince is becoming more and more unreliable. Didn't he say that the follow-up troops were responding two streets away? Why did he come in advance? He didn't say anything to you when he came in advance. , look at your posture when you enter the door, I really don’t know how you usually train.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Before everyone in the courtyard could react, five more men in black with their masks ripped off flew in from the hole in the door. These five men, with blood foaming at the corners of their mouths, fell on the barbarian dragon one by one. There was a small mountain of flesh piled up all over his body.
"call!"
Another figure was thrown into the yard through the hole. This person's fate was relatively better. When his body just touched the hard ground, the man in black deftly rolled forward to stabilize his body. He stood up with difficulty. The poison-tempered dagger emitting a faint blue light in his hand was pointing in the direction of the door. The black clothes on his body were broken in many places, and he was in a miserable state. He was none other than Ye Long, the leader of the group of assassins outside.
"Jiejiejiejie!"
Another burst of strange laughter came from outside the door, and then the dilapidated door was smashed to pieces by a huge force, and a giant man wrapped in a huge black cloak appeared in front of everyone.
"Amu!" Huapao grinned at the visitor and smiled naively, "You came just in time. I was worried that you didn't know where you were."
"Can you handle those people?" Amu pointed at the black-clad soldiers forming a formation.
"It should be no problem, they are all weak." Cannon had a simple mind and said whatever he thought, making all the soldiers roll their eyes in anger.
"Okay, I'll leave these people to you." Amu pointed back at the panting wild dragon, "This person is more difficult to deal with. I'll use my strength to kill him, and then we can drink."
At this time, Yelong and the soldiers suddenly realized: It turns out that we are not in the same group.
Ye Long knew that it was almost unlucky for him to be targeted by this terrifyingly powerful monster. Only by making the current situation more chaotic could he have a chance of survival. As his mind turned, Ye Long's figure skyrocketed and turned into an afterimage. Attacking Amu, Amu sneered at the corners of his mouth and crossed his arms as he looked at the wild dragon at the end of its crossbow. Unexpectedly, the wild dragon suddenly changed its direction midway, and the blue dagger in its hand attacked the cannon like two poisonous fangs.
The already extremely nervous soldiers in black were pulled by the energy of the wild dragon. The formation turned into a sharp arrow and shot at the unprepared artillery. In desperation, Amu roared and jumped into the battle group. The scene was chaotic for a moment.
Extremely.
In the corner behind the pavilion, Luofu's guard captain Cindy led the Fire Horse soldiers who had accompanied them all the way from the Fire Horse Kingdom and two elderly diviners rushed out of the guest room to protect the prison car. They looked nervously through the high platform of the pavilion.
Looking at the fierce battle in the courtyard, Princess Avril in the prison car still buried her head shallowly between her knees, as if what happened in front of her had nothing to do with her.