"Damn you bastards" Old Jack hissed and roared, and as he lay on the ground, he ignored the blood on his face, and grabbed his right hand in a dark compartment at the edge of the carpet, and a hand crossbow that shone with a faint blood light was caught in his hand.
At the sound of three dull bowstrings, two of the big men who rushed into the room let out a miserable howl and staggered backwards.
A big man was hit with an arrow in the throat, and the arrow went into his throat and exploded, breaking half of his neck.
This big man is just an ordinary person, but he doesn't have the inhuman recovery power of Yin Xuejiao.
Half of his neck was blown off, and he died on the spot and couldn't die anymore.
The other big man had an arrow in his eyebrows and an arrow in his heart.
Half of his head exploded, and his chest was also blasted open into a transparent hole, and he was also killed on the spot, and his body staggered out, overpowering the two wine tables outside.
The first big man who rushed into the room howled angrily, and a ghost light flashed on the large crossbow with a bow arm more than a meter long in his hand, and a black shadow shot out, and Old Jack suddenly hissed and howled.
A thumb-thick crossbow bolt as thick as a meter and densely packed with sharp barbs pierced Old Jack's shoulder, knocking his body into the air and pinning his bamboo-like body to the wall.
The big man dropped the powerful crossbow that he had shot in his hand, rushed to Old Jack in two or three steps, pulled out a serpentine dagger with his left hand and plunged it into Old Jack's other shoulder.
The dagger was unusually sharp, and it stabbed deep into the wall as well.
A heavy punch slammed into Old Jack's lower abdomen, and the big man's face came up to Old Jack, shouting at the top of his voice: "Damn vampire where your money is, tell me, where is your money" Old Jack's throat and eyes gurgled, and he smiled strangely, opening his mouth to spray a cloud of dirty blood on the big man's face.
Five or six more men armed with weapons of various colors broke into the house, and they shouted and rushed towards Yin Xuege and the two Yin warriors.
Yin Xuege licked a drop of blood splashed out near the corner of his mouth, felt the sweet vitality contained in the lukewarm plasma, and pursed his lips and smiled strangely: "Kill them all, these guys, they don't look like good people." ” The soft sword in the belt was like a poisonous snake bursting out, silent, and there was no cold light flying from it.
The soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings was wrapped around the neck of the big man who was torturing Old Jack with a shake, just like countless times in the Child's Palace, Yin Xuege's hand was just lightly touched, and the big man's head flew high, and a pillar of blood spurted up two or three meters high, and the whole room was shrouded in blood.
The two Yin warriors rushed towards the intruder with a few afterimages, they didn't use their weapons, they just waved their hands, their nails popping out more than an inch long, tearing open the intruder's throat like sharp knives.
Several more blood arrows spewed out, and the whole room was like a pool of blood, and all the furnishings were covered with a thick layer of plasma.
With a bang, the corpse of the big man killed by Yin Xuege fell to the ground heavily.
Yin Xuege carried the soft sword, frowned and looked at the big man who fell to the ground and died, he suddenly realized that this was an ordinary mortal, his head had fallen off, and it was impossible for him to come back to life.
Taking a deep breath, Yin Xuege looked at the corpses lying on the ground.
The first time he killed someone, there was nothing disgusting or exciting, and the smell of blood only made Yin Xuege frown slightly.
The untreated plasma was too bloody, and it was not as soft and mellow as the taste of the essence blood elixir, and the impression left by this killing on Yin Xuege was nothing more than that.
"Shit, damn wretched," Old Jack struggled to reach out and ripped the dagger off his shoulder.
But the barb-covered crossbow bolt sank deeper into the wall than a foot deep, and the barbed hook pulled at his flesh, and he couldn't get out of it with his own strength.
Yin Xuege walked up to Old Jack, grabbed the arrow, and then pulled it out with a savage.
A large amount of minced flesh was ripped out along with the arrows, and Old Jack screamed in pain, staggered two steps forward, wailed and fell to his knees and convulsed.
Blood continued to flow from the wound in his shoulder, and Old Jack screamed and cursed in pain, and foul language kept coming out.
"Miscellaneous, miscellaneous, these damn rags Hamuda, these damn bandits, why didn't the vigilantes hang them" Old Jack cursed hysterically: "I knew they were such ungrateful people, when I received their goods, I should have pressed them more than thirty percent of the price I fed them, and they actually treated me like this" A Yin warrior took out a bottle of dark red medicinal powder and poured it on Old Jack's wound, and the flesh and blood blurred through the wound to quickly stop the bleeding.
This medicinal powder is the leftovers of the Yin people when refining the essence blood elixir, which has no effect on the Yin people, but for mortals, it is an out-and-out panacea.
The powder stopped the bleeding from the wound, stimulated the wound to begin to heal, and quickly relieved Old Jack's pain.
Yin Xuege hid the soft sword back in his belt and looked at the corpses of those big men on the ground curiously: "Old Jack, what are they doing?"
Old Jack stood up panting, clutching the wound in his shoulder, gritting his teeth and kicking Hamuda's head away.
"Honorable lords, they are a gang of thieves, they are a group of greedy and immature wolf cubs, they are a gang of thieves in the gutter, they steal valuable and inconvenient things, and the generous and merciful old Jack provides them with their living expenses and wine, bread and women" Old Jack, who gritted his teeth, spread his hands gloomily: "But I didn't expect that they would come and rob my group of ungrateful fellows in a frenzy, and they completely forgot who gave them life-saving bread when they were about to starve to death."
Yin Xuege nodded, there is knowledge about this aspect in the Childish Palace, this kind of thing is called sitting on the ground to share the spoils and harboring the stolen goods.
Hurried footsteps sounded, and the young man in the back alley just now broke in with a few big men holding various sharp weapons, the young man's hands were clenched into fists, and a little spark faintly floated out from his fingers, which showed that he was ready for battle.
Stepping into the bloody house, the young man saw the blood, and immediately screamed in fright: "My mother, what's going on here, boss, are you going to change your career to open a slaughterhouse?"
Old Jack scolded and blocked the door, discussing the aftermath with the young man.
Heimuda and the others openly used powerful weapons to break in, and the drinkers in the tavern outside had already fled in fright, and this matter could not be hidden.
How to deal with the aftermath depends on Old Jack's connections and power.
Yin Xuege curiously crouched in front of the corpse of an intruder and grabbed a strangely shaped firearm in his hand.
A Yin warrior wiped the blood stains off his hands and quietly walked to Yin Xuege's side.
Looking at the firearm, which was made up of six steel pipes the thickness of goose eggs, the warrior said in a deep voice, "This is a gunpowder weapon made by humans, a gun grenade.
This weapon is not bad, and can threaten the bodies of Star Warriors and Moon Warriors.
But for the Night Soldier there is no lethality" "Human, gunpowder weapon" Yin Xuege curiously picked up the grenade, squinting his eyes and looking around for a while.
"Even if it is a human being, their strong men are now using hedron weapons and various magic weapons.
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This kind of gunpowder weapon is very backward, extremely backward" The Yin warrior shook his head disdainfully: "I heard the elders say that with the restoration of the laws of heaven and earth, and with the recovery of aura, it won't be long before these weapons will all be eliminated." ” Yin Xuege nodded and dropped the weapon on the ground.
In the teaching of the Zhizi Palace, Yin Xuege knew that the current era was the end of the law.
The era of the end of the Dharma is coming to an end, and the era of the Zhou Tian God and Buddha is about to return.
They are at the junction of two eras, where the old civilization and the new civilization, the old power and the new power are colliding violently.
In such an era, either one step to the sky is high, or one step is empty.
Just as Yin Jiying, the chief deacon of the Childish Palace, said to Yin Xuege that in such an era, the Yin clan will rise up with the trend, stand on the top of all races in the world, transcend everything, and finally achieve the eternal and supreme Dao fruit There was a cacophony outside the tavern, and even more screeching sirens came in.
Yin Xuege suddenly realized that the things he was thinking about just now were really thinking too much.
Now he is just a child of the Yin Clan's Childish Palace, although he has the strength of a star warrior, he is still an inconspicuous small character.
His main task now is to survive, to survive in the malevolent Yin clan, before he has enough strength to protect himself, and before he can truly control his own destiny, his only task is to live.
"Old Jack, find a place for us to hide" Yin Xuege stood up and greeted Old Jack.
As one of the secret strongholds of the Yin people in the Greater Berlin City-State, and also a well-known black den in the Greater Berlin City-State, Old Jack's tavern naturally has all kinds of secret passages and secret rooms.
Just a few minutes later, Yin Xuege and the two Yin warriors had already hidden in an extremely secret underground secret room. took a hot bath comfortably, changed into a neat and loose robe, ran all the way, and Yin Xuege, who had just killed someone, found himself a soft and comfortable bed, and fell asleep on the bed.
It was the first time he had left the Yin city-state, the first time he had traveled such a long distance, and the first time he had really killed someone.
For the first time in so many years, Yin Xuege was too tired and tired both physically and mentally, and he almost lost all consciousness as soon as his head touched the pillow.
He slept in the dark, completely oblivious to all movement in the outside world.
In front of Old Jack's Captain Jack's tavern, there are more than a dozen large and small flying cars parked.
Dozens of black-clad security guards of the Great Berlin city-state were surveying the scene, and the bodies of the intruders had been lifted out and placed neatly on the sidewalk, and several men in white robes were carefully examining the bodies.
On several nearby tall buildings, there are dark shadows swaying.
An airship of astonishing size hovered directly above Captain Jack's tavern, about a thousand meters above the ground.
In the pod of the airship, there is also a group of heavily armed men in black waiting for them.
Old Jack stood at the door of his tavern with a curse, dancing and complaining innocently to two men in black trench coats and bowler hats.
"Your Excellency the Ombudsman, I swear by my father's soul that I am only a victim yes, I am a victim this damned group of thugs blew up the door of my office, they wanted to rob me, they wanted to make me, a poor old man, lose a pension" "That's right, they're dead, they're killed, they're all dead, but isn't it normal that according to the city-state security regulations, they come to rob me, and they have to have the consciousness of being killed by me, so it's not normal for them to die?"
"Of course, of course, they died a little miserably, poor children, they didn't have all the corpses but I can't be blamed for that, I can only say that the guards I hired didn't take it lightly, didn't they?"
I don't know what the two overseers in bowlers said, Old Jack suddenly jumped up with great excitement.
"Hey, you damn bastards, let me know clearly, even if you are the procurator of the Greater Berlin city-state, you can't treat me like this to a law-abiding citizen, and the legal taxes and illegal protection fees I pay you every month are not for you to come to me for trouble."
"You should go to the mastermind behind this group of bastards now, arrest him, kill him, and protect my legal rights and interests, instead of being rambling like an old and decrepit bitch here, am I at fault, am I violating any law and order ordinances, am I doing anything harmful to the city-state, if not, please leave me quickly" "I have to clean up and reopen the business quickly, it's not easy to make money these days, I'm such a poor old man, I want to earn a pension, is it wrong?"
While roaring loudly, Old Jack quickly stuffed two bulging money bags into the trench coat pockets of the two Inspectors.
Each pouch contained a kilogram of unsmelted natural golden sand, and in this age, gold was the only universal currency.
In the Greater Berlin city-state, one kilogram of golden gold is enough for a family of three to live a comfortable life in the first half of the year, or to buy three or five young and beautiful maids.
The two Inspectors pressed their hands into their pockets, and then they both raised their bowler hats and bowed to Old Jack.
"All the laws of the Greater Berlin City-State are designed to protect a kind, law-abiding citizen like you, Mr.
Jack, and we are very sorry for today's events.
There is no doubt that you are the victim, these damned bandits, they deserve it" In a large flying car parked on the side of the road, a young man in a golden robe shook his head with a cold face.
His long, golden, golden hair swayed with his movements, like a golden waterfall swaying in the wind.
"These damn silverfish, I really should judge their souls with thunder" The blond-haired and golden-robed young man snorted coldly, a few thin electric lights in his eyes beat violently, and a faint thunderclap sounded in the flying car.
"Xander, don't be so excited" In the corner of the speeding car, a red-haired girl sitting on the floor, carrying a wine bottle and drinking happily, smiled and threw a wink at the blonde youth: "They are silverfish, but the city-state is indispensable without them, do you want us to deal with those lowly lives?"
The slender white little hand shook slightly, and three fireballs the size of goose eggs swirled around the red-haired girl's palm extremely quickly.
She glanced through the window of the speeding car at the tavern and sneered a few times.
"Sandel, there seems to be one of our kind in this tavern.
A self-depraved fellow, he defiled his blood. ” Xander stood up slowly, a glimmer of thunder surging across his body, and a low thunderclap rang out.
He raised his head proudly, stretched out a finger, and shook it coldly at the girl.
"Fennice, the self-depraved one, has a breath similar to yours.
In other words, he defiles the blood of your people.
I'm curious, with your personality, shouldn't you rush over now and burn him to ashes?"
There was a knock on the door of the speeding car, and Xander and Fennice shut their mouths at the same time.
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The third person sitting in the carriage, a young man wearing a white robe, a serene face, and a fiery and pure breath, answered softly and opened the door of the flying car.
On the sidewalk, a white-robed man examining the corpses swooped into the car and bowed respectfully to the three people in the car.
"Three adults, we examined the bodies carefully, and we found some very strange traces.
The guy named Hamuda had his head cut off with a clean blow, and judging from the wound, the weapon that killed him should have been a very sharp and flexible soft sword. ” "Very sharp, very elastic soft sword" Sandel smiled and snapped his fingers at the white-robed young man: "Hey, chief, you say, if someone were killed by a very sharp and flexible soft sword in the most chaotic and high-crime neighborhood of the Greater Berlin city-state, who would the murderer be?"
The white-robed young man stood up slowly, his hands clenching a silver cross, and his peaceful face suddenly became extremely hideous.
"Damn vampires, those evil demons, their only fate is to be reduced to ashes in the sun."
A layer of blazing white light poured out from the center of the boy's eyebrows, and soon formed a set of silver-white magnificent armor on him.
"Gather all the hunters under our command and completely surround this neighborhood.
It's better to kill the wrong 100,000 than to let one go."
Xander and Fennice glanced at each other, and they shrugged their shoulders at the same time, smiling in agreement.
To be continued: