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What should we do... Marceau never thought that Mingmei, who has always appeared in front of her with a strong woman, would have such a day, and asked herself in a helpless and confused tone.

"Follow me, but you must treat your wound before this. Although the City Guards received our wanted order, I don't think they will know exactly what we look like immediately. However, Mingmei's crossbow arrow on your arm is a special model for the City Guards, and you must take it off." Fighting away the distracting thoughts, Marceau said while breaking the tail of the crossbow arrow, grabbed the arrow with his right hand, then pulled out the dagger sheath with his left hand and handed it to Mingmei: "Bite it, it's fine right away."

After Mingmei bit the dagger sheath, Marceau pulled out the crossbow arrow, and Mingen, who was ready to bandage, immediately bandaged her sister's wound.

"Mingen, please help me treat it. Mingmei, please change the child with a backup priest robe." After Marceau said that, he lifted up the leather robe. He asked Mingen to help him deal with the entrance on his back, and he stuffed a roll of bandage into the wound on his abdomen. After he treated the wound, the cat changed into a backup leather robe. At the same time, he watched Mingmei change the child with a pastor robe and belt.

"You walk in front, enter the square and enter the alley at nine o'clock, hurry up." The cat pulled up his cap, then removed the will of the fallen person and the bitterness of the disqualified person from behind, and replaced it with a whiteboard hammer and a small crossbow. This is the standard dress of the cat man priest... At this point, it can only rely on acting skills.

Walking into the square, Marceau immediately saw a team of city guards coming from twelve o'clock.

"Stay steady, cover the children with my body, I will attract their attention." Marceau said as he raised his small crossbow, nailed a mouse running around the square, and ran over and picked up the mouse.

This behavior immediately attracted the lockdown of the city guards, but after seeing Marceau's dressing, the city guards quickly relaxed their vigilance - the cat man recipe in the game also had various mice in addition to fish... To be honest, Marceau had eaten rat meat when the logistics during the camp war period, and the taste was pretty good.

Passing by the guards, Masce, who was carrying the still-dripping mouse, finally saw Mingmei and the others walking into the alley, and the cat trotted to them.

"Masce, what about now." Mingmei looked at Masce.

"Run." The cat cub took the mouse down, and then spread his legs: "You can save your energy first, I will take you with you..." The cat cub patted his little hand holding his neck.

"Little guy, I'll hold the sisters with one hand, I'm going to take you away."

The priest's aerial technique can reduce the weight of the subject and float about twenty centimeters from the ground. Marceau dragged and carried the girls for a long time, and a pigeon fell down again.

'We have seen your wanted order. To be honest, the drawing is a bit similar. I am worried that Mingmei and Mingen will be recognized by the guys from Yuemingxing. But don't worry, our people are in the main road leading to the south of the city and the nearby alleys. The entrance to the west of the city is also arranged. All members of the first group have been in place. In order to confuse the people who are interested, I asked the third group, the fourth group and the fifth group to line up at the south gate of the city.'

Listening to Mingen reading the letter, Marceau breathed a sigh of relief, "Xu Xiaoshi did a good job." The cat sighed and found a member of his own guild standing at the exit of the alley ahead - the Qian family boy.

"It's great. Finally I saw you, I'm holding these potions." The Qian boy stuffed a bag of potions into Mingen's arms, and then walked out of the alley first: "It's all my own people, hurry up and pass through... but you must survive, you."

"Yes, I swear, I will definitely take Mingen and the others to the temple area. We will watch the damn city guard captain hanged with our own eyes."

After saying that, Maso led the girls to plunge into the alley across the street and ran a while. Two male and female players were kissing at the corner in front. When the female player saw Maso, she hugged Maso's hand and shook it, pointing to the other side of the corner to make a small gesture that was prohibited from passing.

Knowing that there must be trouble on the other side of the corner, the cats and the girls chose another corner to go north. It was another long run. Marceau stopped at the entrance of the alley. He took the endurance recovery potion handed over by Mingen, and the members of the elite 7th regiment dressed in the Ranger standing at the entrance of the alley glanced at the street: "There is a team of city guards, don't worry, we will help you cover."

After saying that, he grabbed his companion and punched him in the face. The latter rolled out of the alley while understanding it.

"Damn it! I don't have money to gamble!" The beater ran out of the alley and kicked his friend again. Then the guild members who were in a daze nearby immediately ran over to watch and persuade the fight, completely blocking the city guards' sight with the human wall.

Marceau and the girls ran across the street and once again safely entered the alley.

"Oh my God, how did they think of such a solution?" Mingen asked.

"Maybe they graduated from the performance department." Marceau said with a smile, and took a bag of clear water from the elf member standing in the alley. The long running made the cat feel very thirsty, and the little guy behind him hugged his neck tightly.

"There are people from the Blood Hand Brotherhood ahead, but our people have already had sex with them, and have brought a large number of NPCs and retail players nearby." After the elf player said that, he glanced at Marceau: "Run, I have to support my teammates."

After saying that, the elf ran out of the alley and plunged into the crowd of people who were fighting. Marceau had to pass by himself with the girls.

"I've been so crazy... Marceau, they're okay." Mingen asked after getting into the alley.

"The city fights, the prison for 48 games hours is squatting. Now the player's level is only about ten, so it's better to play the brain. There are only two games hours of bad status after coming out of the Resurrection Temple. If you don't advance, you won't even have bad status." Marceau explained to Akimi. After running around the corner, the cat saw the situation ahead - a player in his guild was talking to two unidentified halflings with their backs facing him.

Putting down the child, Marceau sneaked towards the two players, raised his index finger with his left hand and placed it in front of his mouth to signal the players in his guild to ignore him. At the same time, he pulled out the dagger on his waist with his right hand, and the flying weapon deflected between his fingers was finally held in his hand by its owner.

"I said what the hell are you guys trying to ask? I have never seen any cat man and prairie elves passing by here. I'm waiting for my friends here!"

"You are waiting for a friend in the alley! Our Blood Hand Brotherhood and the Yueming Star Guild are not easy to mess with! Hurry up and talk about where the cat man in your guild and the two grassland elves are!!" One of the halflings roared cursingly.

The other halfling seemed to have heard something. The moment he turned around, a dagger with a bloodletting groove had already stabbed into his neck. When he knelt on the ground with his neck covering his neck, Masce, who did not choose to cut open the victim's trachea and esophagus, had already released his hand holding the handle and grabbed the other halfling's Moxigan hairstyle. The cat hit the prey's head heavily on the stone wall.

He pulled out the twisted head and put his neck behind the dizzy half-length man. The cat tightened the twisted head and pressed the half-length man tightly against the stone wall with his body.

The latter struggled to pull out the dagger with his left hand and stabbed it behind him. Marceau simply let go of the twisted fingertip with his left hand, and flashed the stabbing dagger backwards. He pulled the twisted head with his right hand and cut the half-limb's neck with his right hand, then grabbed the dagger from the half-limb's hand and stabbed it into the back of the half-limb's heart... and pulled and twisted it.

Sometimes, killing requires efficiency.
Chapter completed!