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The man known as Larsa wrapped the arc chain tightly around Germaine's neck, and his spiritual energy emerged on the metal chain. Veins on Germaine's forehead jumped, and he was unable to resist at all.
At this moment, little Larsa¡¯s eyes slowly shifted from Germaine¡¯s face to the ponytailed girl at the other end of the carriage.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I haven't seen a woman for a long time"
"He is wearing pretty good clothes. He should be the owner of your caravan."
¡°Interesting and interesting.¡±
Larsa¡¯s voice was a little sharp.
Lance¡¯s face looked extremely ugly and he stopped talking.
Behind him, the man holding the arc chain had no cover for his spiritual energy.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Another trainee professional.
It¡¯s really too bad.
Lance gritted his teeth, feeling a dull pain from the damaged area of ??his right arm.
Two against one, I have absolutely no chance of winning.
¡°However, Miss Champs must not die.
"Mr. Huggins, I think we can still talk." At this moment, Lance stood up with a serious look on his face: "If you want our goods, we can provide them with both hands."
"So, there is no need to kill us all, right?"
Lance is very experienced. If the situation is stronger than the person, it would be better to simply do something simple.
After all, the Red Maple Leaf Caravan is not really just transporting this batch of goods this time. A strong man's wrist is cut off, which is the reality.
The bandit group has no supplies, and our side is not completely incapable of fighting. The other party should make a correct choice.
However, the other party¡¯s reaction was beyond Lance¡¯s expectation.
Huggins seemed to remember something, his face darkened, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly: "Are you done?"
"I¡¡"
Lance felt something was not right and was about to speak.
"If you haven't finished speaking, then go to eternal hell to say it."
A fierce sound sounded, and the surrounding bandits slowly approached holding torches.
Larsa took out a small matchlock gun from her waist and pointed it directly at the shivering Champs: "Brother, can I kill this woman first?"
"Of course, my dear brother." Huggins shrugged: "This is your freedom."
"no no¡¡"
Germaine was unable to speak or breathe, and was severely trampled by Larsa's prosthetic limb.
The guards looked at the approaching bandits, their expressions gradually replaced by despair.
"II don't want to die yet."
"How did that happen."
Lance took a deep breath and gathered fighting spirit in his body.
There is no other way.
I am really going to die here.
Huggins let out a long sigh and looked at the scene in front of him without much joy. He just raised his rusty double-barreled shotgun.
Feeling the cold wind blowing on his face, and the vague twitching of his heart.
It¡¯s really¡unlucky.
??The center of humanity, where milk and honey flow.
There is gold everywhere and opportunities everywhere.
Three years ago, Huggins learned about the prosperity of the Human Center. Having just gained some fame, he decided to lead the entire Flowing Fire Bandit into the Human Center.
"There are too few peripheral opportunities. If this continues, how can we reach the official level?"
Larsa objected at the time, but Huggins finally convinced his brother.
And then¡¡
Huggins no longer wants to recall his experience in the Human Center.
Three years later, there were only two of them alive out of the original band of three hundred people.
Escaped from the human center in despair, finally raised the flag again, and recruited some new subordinates. Unexpectedly, I encountered the monster here.
That beautiful monster.
My heart was beating uneasily, as if it was a time bomb.
You can¡¯t die, you must find it.
Must do it, faster!
"Brother, kill them!"
Huggins shouted sharply.
At this moment, the scene became extremely quiet.
The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Larsa raised the matchlock gun in his hand and pointed it at Champs' forehead.
"It's such a pity that such a beautiful woman, if it didn't happen"
Larsa¡¯s voice stopped suddenly.
"Brother, hurry up and kill them!" Huggins took two steps forward and suppressed Lance, who looked extremely ugly.
no response.
The little man in front of Champs seemed to be completely frozen, motionless at all.
"Larsa!" Huggins finally realized something was wrong, and his voice rose.
"Stop shouting, sir, don't you think your voice is unpleasant?"
Under the night sky, a somewhat lazy male voice suddenly appeared like water droplets falling into the lake.
At the same time, the little man opened his dull eyes and slowly fell from the carriage with the arc chain in his hand.
¡°Yuck!¡±
Germaine was still tied to Larsa's chain, and he was dragged directly down with great discomfort.
The man who appeared in front of Huggins was a man about fifteen or sixteen years old. It should be more appropriately described as a boy.
He was wearing ordinary gray clothes and a pair of gloves whose color could not be seen clearly in the dark, and his hands were empty.
"Sorry, sorry."
The boy looked apologetically at Germaine, who was lying on the ground with a red face. He gently crossed over the tall body. Under the eyes of the guards and bandits, he squatted down as if no one else was around. He stretched out his hand and touched Larsa's forehead from the center. , took out a small arrow stained with blood.
"It's him!"
Champs was in shock and had not yet reacted.
"what have you done!"
With veins popping on Huggins¡¯ face, he pointed the muzzle of his double-barreled shotgun at the boy who had appeared inexplicably.
"I didn't do anything." The young man spread his hands and wiped the arrow on Larsa's body clothes: "As you can see, I just killed him."
As soon as these words came out, Huggins¡¯ spiritual energy surged.
"You go to hell!"
Larsa is his most precious brother. How come this young man in front of him
How dare you!
I have been to the hell on earth like the Human Center, but my brother would die in such a place!
The mechanical device was operating at high load, and a powerful figure instantly moved in the direction of the young man.
At this moment, Lance also understood something instantly, and he made a decisive decision: "I'm here to help you!"
The young man¡¯s face was dull and he just glanced at the man next to him: ¡°No need.¡±
"Uncle suggests that it would be better to take care of the injured guys first."
"You go to hell!"
Huggins, who was struck by the impact, raised the double-barreled shotgun in his hand, and then pressed the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet infected by the extraordinary power is enough to completely tear this guy apart.
The young man stretched out his gloved right hand and shook his fingers slightly, as if he was playing the piano.
At the same time, he muttered a few words in his mouth, as if he was talking to someone: "If I had known better, I would have found a spare crossbow first"
Pfft!
Flesh and blood exploded.
It was a complete explosion of flesh and blood.
Huggins in front slowly stopped.
The sound is right.
but¡¡
There were two people standing in front of the young man.
Two members of the Flowing Fire Bandits!
At this moment, they had been completely blown to pieces by their own bullets and turned into a pile of red and white flesh.
"I said why did this guy rush over and shoot."
"It turns out to be a troll."
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