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Chapter Eleven I'm not going to do this play(2/2)

[Evaluation: You are a newbie who has just entered the mysterious path, and you have extraordinary fighting ability on the floor. Except for the orangutan in heat, maybe no one can take a fancy to you...]

Chen Lun ignored the comments.

Then he nodded with satisfaction.

Just as he passed a corner, another guard in a group of two came towards him.

As he got closer, one of them turned his head and looked at Chen Lun a few more times in confusion, and Chen Lun pulled down his brimmed hat.

"Hey, wait a minute, man..."

He held a torch and walked to stand in front of Chen Lun, while the other man put his hand on the hilt of the dagger at his waist.

Chen Lun noticed that the two men's eyes were always staring at the back of his clean hands, and he immediately understood that the other party was suspicious.

Because he doesn’t have that simple red apple tattoo on the back of his hand!

"It's an intruder! Kill him!"

Chen Lun sighed secretly.

He knew that he couldn't hide it for too long, but he didn't expect to be discovered as soon as he stepped out. However, he didn't plan to rely on stealth assassination to pass the level.

The guard drew his sword with a clang, but Chen Lun was faster and had already drawn the standard dagger from his waist and swept it across.

A cold light flickered across their throats.

【-97】【-98】

Two bright red damage numbers pop up.

Tear--

Blood splattered, and the burning torch fell to the ground along with the guard's body.

Bang!

The sword that the guard had just taken out then fell down.

"Hey! What's going on over there!?"

"Come over and have a look!"

A loud inquiry came from the end of the corner, and soon dense footsteps came this way.

Chen Lun didn't panic, he just raised his hand, his index finger glowed, and he made a sharp scream.

Suddenly, dozens or even hundreds of big black mice sprang out from all directions in the dark corridor, squeaking and rushing towards the front like crazy.

On the mottled wall illuminated by the firelight, the shadows of three or four guards who came to support were instantly thrown to the ground.

Immediately, accompanied by the squeaking and gnawing sounds of mice, frightening screams resounded in the corridor.
Chapter completed!
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