In the dark and narrow alleyway, beyond the range that ordinary people's sense of smell can detect, there is still a residual smell of blood, the smell of blood is the same as the smell of blood in the box, in the perception of the powerful knight's consciousness, Zhang Tie shuttled through the alley at a very fast speed, tracing the source of the smell of blood.
At this moment, Zhang Tie regretted slightly, he knew that the miscellaneous man named Ryan would do this kind of thing, and he would be angry with those who had nothing to do with him, so he should have cut off his head as early as when he was in the tavern.
It can be seen how powerful the police of Bampton City can come forward as lackeys.
But no matter what, that Ryan is already a dead man in Zhang Tie's heart, who dares to stand in front of him, then, let him die with Ryan's mad dog.
The killing intent in Zhang Tie's eyes surged, and he had already made up his mind.
Only half an hour later, Zhang Tie came to a hidden corner in a slum, and on the ground in that corner, there was a pool of blood, and a broken waterproof coat, which should be the place where those people cut off the little boy's arm.
Didn't see the little boy's body here, Zhang Tie breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the smell of blood became stronger here, Zhang Tie checked it on the ground here, and then chased after some traces on the ground and another smell of blood Fifteen minutes later, in a corner of a garbage dump somewhere in a low slum a kilometer east of where he had first met the boy, Zhang Tie saw the boy.
The little boy was drenched and curled up under the bushes of a small tree next to the dump, motionless, unmoving.
Zhang Tie ran over, squatted down in front of the little boy, and turned the little boy over.
The little boy had his eyes closed tightly, his teeth clenched into a rusty wire, his face was as white as paper, there was no blood on his lips, and there were some scars on his face.
Zhang Tie first probed the little boy's snort and the pulse of his neck, and found that the little boy still had a heartbeat, but it was a little weak, if he didn't appear, the little boy would definitely not survive tonight, he touched the little boy's chest with his hand, and directly poured two portions of all-effect medicine into the little boy's stomach.
The little boy's right hand has been cut off, and there are large blood stains on his clothes, and at the place where it was cut off, at this moment, it is tightly wound with a piece of wire, which strangled a section of the top part of the broken arm, almost cut into the flesh, tightly tightened the blood vessels, and prevented the blood from flowing out, one end of the wire was in the little boy's mouth, and the other end was wrapped around the little boy's left hand.
Such a scene made Zhang Tie seem to see a little boy with a broken hand, driven by his survival instinct, stumbling to this garbage dump, and then found a rusty wire from the garbage, and then came to this relatively hidden bush, and finally bit the wire with his teeth to tie up the wound on his broken arm.
This was the crudest way to stop the bleeding, and it was probably the only way the little boy could save himself at that time.
Under the torture of great pain, the little boy was like an abandoned and injured puppy, and he had just pierced the wound before he passed out Zhang Tie asked the little boy to lean on his lap, carefully removed the iron wire from the little boy's mouth and hand, and helped the little boy treat the wound with special wound medicine.
Under the effect of the full potion, the little boy woke up and opened his eyes.
"They asked me where you went, you were a good person, I didn't tell them" The first words of the little boy after opening his eyes made Zhang Tie's eyes red.
"Is there anyone else in your family," Zhang Tie asked the little boy in a lower voice.
"Without my father, my mother died when she encountered a demon disaster on the way to bring me to Upton City a year ago" Speaking of his family, the little boy's tears fell drop by drop, "They said they were going to take me to the south, but before they arrived, they died, and my mother told me to live and be a good person, do you say I am a good person" "You are a good person" Zhang Tie's tears flowed A satisfied and weak smile appeared on the little boy's face, "I'm going to die, can I see my parents after death?"
"You're not going to die" "You lie to me, I know, I feel like I want to sleep, they say that at this time, people die as soon as they fall asleep."
"I don't lie to you, you can sleep at ease, when you wake up, you will be in a new place" "Is that heaven?"
"Yes, there are no bad people there, no one will hurt you anymore" "Ah, will my arms grow again in heaven, I don't want my mom and dad to see that I don't have arms, so they will be sad" "Rest assured, your arms will grow again" Zhang Tie said, and the little boy slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Feeling that there was no one around, Zhang Tie put his hand on the little boy's head, and with a slight movement, he directly sent the little boy to the Black Iron Castle In the small town where many people gathered in the Black Iron Castle, since the Black Iron Castle completed an expansion, the people gathered in the town have become more and more devout to Zhang Tie's faith, and every day, there are people praying in this small temple at any time.
Tonight, there was a big event in the town, and in order to meet everyone's needs, after everyone's discussion, it was decided that the statue of the god should be made in this temple, so that the statue of the god could be brought back to everyone's house and worshipped It is a sacred and solemn ritual, from the choice of the material of the statue to how the statue is made, to how the statue is welcomed to the home of each believer, every detail of which has been discussed and studied by the most respected and knowledgeable people, so that nothing is missing.
Without warning, the sleeping little boy appeared at the foot of Zhang Tie's idol in the temple, and everyone who was performing the ritual was startled at once "Oh, our God hath brought a poor child into the kingdom of God," cried out, The crowd rushed over and quickly lifted the little boy carefully down from the altar.
"Quickly carry this little boy to the infirmary, and prepare a brazier, scissors, hot water, and some cotton cloth," an experienced old man in the crowd immediately commanded the men Zhang Tie had almost just sent the little boy to the Black Iron Fort more than ten minutes later, in a slum in the city of Ampton, he was blocked by a person, the person who blocked him was wearing a black clothes, holding a strange iron claw-like weapon in his hand, when Zhang Tie wanted to cross an alley, that person walked out of the alley, like a black ghost that suddenly appeared, blocking Zhang Tie's way, looking at Zhang Tie with lifeless eyes.
The aura on that person's body was stronger than those people Zhang Tie had seen before, at least a tenth-level strong warrior.
Zhang Tie stopped in the alley and looked at this person fixedly.
The breath on Ryan's body is a ninth-level warrior, so this person is definitely not Ryan's subordinate, a ninth-level mad dog cannot let a person stronger than him obey orders, but this person does not hide his killing intent nakedly, then, obviously, this person is sent by the person behind Ryan.
It seems that the matter of killing those policemen at the door of his tavern has alarmed the people behind Ryan, in order not to cause a bigger mess, that person sent a master to strangle himself, a "troublemaker", as quickly as possible, so as to quickly calm down the situation, and at the same time to deter others It is a very ruthless person.
There was a slight sound of footsteps behind Zhang Tie, and another person walked out from the other end of the alley behind Zhang Tie, more than twenty meters away from Zhang Tie, blocking the path of Zhang Tie's retreat.
Zhang Tie didn't look back, the breath of the person behind him, he had already felt it just now, just like the person in front of him, they were all tenth-level strong warriors, in his senses, he could even see the weapon in that person's hand, the same as him, it was also a long sword, but the long sword in that person's hand looked much more advanced than the long sword in his hand.
It's a pity that Zhang Tie shook his head secretly, such two people, in this troubled world, even if they die on the battlefield, it is better to kill two more demons than to die here.
But Zhang Tie knows that people are different, and people's desires and greed will make people with the same ability choose completely different paths in many cases, even if they are knights, some people will fight to the death for the Terran on the battlefield, but some people will also take refuge in the Three Eyes Society.
"If you leave the city of Ampton now and swear never to come back, then I'll treat you two as if you didn't show up here," Zhang Tie said calmly.
After a few seconds of silence, Zhang Tie responded with two chuckles.
"This guy has a lot of humor," said the man in front of Zhang Tie.
"Perhaps, this is just another kind of cunning, a little cunning little mouse, what he is best at is this kind of bluff trick" "You come or I'll come" "Come on, this little mouse will give it to you, half a minute at most, don't delay too much, we still have to take his head to the gold coin tavern to take a spin before we can go back to life," the man behind Zhang Tie replied.
"Fifteen seconds at most is enough," said the man in front of Zhang Tie, holding the strange iron claw in his hand as if Zhang Tie had walked over.
Zhang Tie stopped talking, drew his sword, and walked towards the man: