With a sound of "Bang!", the black shadow fell to the ground.

Rolling on the ground twice, a face that was very familiar to Sean, but now with wide eyes and a pale face, was revealed. It was none other than "Old Hyena", the owner of the tavern that he had just "complied".

Moreover, he could see at a glance that this clever "old hyena" had its neck broken long before he took action, and his death was not peaceful.

Tap tap tap

A figure stepped into the room, and his leisurely appearance made people think that he was wandering in the back garden of his home, rather than in a gang stronghold with a corpse lying there.

It’s like he’s already eaten!

"It's you?!"

Sean, the man in the trench coat, recognized the person at a glance. It was the culprit who caused his mission to fail and even escaped in embarrassment!

However, at this time, he did not have the viciousness and viciousness that he had just vowed to take crazy revenge on Alvin and his relatives and friends, and screamed:

"How dare you kill people in the business district?! There are dozens of drunkards outside every day having fun. If you can, kill them all, otherwise the city guards will definitely find you."

As if he didn't hear the barking of his defeated dog, Alvin said to himself: "That shouldn't be the case. The 'Sleeping Potion' is supposed to be effective on extraordinary people. Why does this guy seem to be fine?"

Suddenly he seemed to have thought of something again. He tilted his head and said amusedly: "Cleaning up scum does not distinguish between slums and commercial areas. Also, don't you think it's funny that a vicious criminal used the city guard to scare a naval officer?

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Moreover, with your wisdom, you cannot understand my world-leading infiltration skills!"

I silently added in my mind, 'Isn't it the best infiltration technique in the world to stun everyone so that no one can notice that I've been here! There is no flaw in this logic, it's simply perfect!'

Sean, the man in the trench coat, looked ugly.

You must know that this is a prosperous area in the business district. The city guards will patrol regularly, and any slightest movement may alert them. He doesn't understand why this guy is so arrogant!

"Oh, you chose a good burial place for yourself!"

Indoor combat is not suitable for mid-range weapons like flying knives. Instead, Ivan, an agile swordsman, rules the roost. So even though this guy was not unconscious beyond Ivan's expectation, he sincerely praised the man in the trench coat.

Clang

Ivan drew his sword and stabbed straight at it. The sharp sound of the sword tearing through the air echoed back and forth in the underground space. The sharp edge turned into a white rainbow and flew towards Sean in the corner.

The sudden fatal threat made the "Scarlet Shooter" no longer care about the possible risk of losing control!

The "scarlet aura" in his body was fully opened, and there was a layer of blood-colored aura in his eyes and hands, which he kept spitting out. His fingers fired, but this time he was no longer shooting flying knives, but long and thin blood-red flying needles.

Boo hoo hoo

The flying needle carried corrosive evil energy and easily penetrated the thick wall in the underground space.

"Go to hell, you bastard!!!"

However, looking at his face getting paler and his body trembling slightly, it is obvious that the burden of such an attack is not small, and it is very likely that he will have to pay an additional price.

Faced with this "storm of pear blossom needles"

"Excuse me, farewell!"

Anyway, he had been trapped in the basement, and Aiwen was not prepared to fight with him. He resolutely put away his sword and retreated calmly. He jumped out of the open door with a leap.

Sean followed closely, trying to take advantage of this opportunity to escape from the closed basement.

call

A long sword with gleaming cold light whirled past his ear, and was about to cut off one of his ears by just a hair.

After a pause in his steps and cold sweat dripping from his forehead, Sean was overjoyed.

A knight with superb swordsmanship loses the sword in his hand, and his strength will be compromised instantly. Now is his chance!

After the explosion, his already weakened strength was once again squeezed out of his body, giving him the courage to escape from a powerful enemy.

"Hi!"

Not noticing that his sprint had been interrupted by the long sword, Sean stepped out of the basement door and discovered it.

What was on the corridor outside was not the unarmed and non-threatening opponent he had imagined, but instead four dark muzzles pointing at his head.

"This is?"

"No!"

Even if he has completed the extraordinary transformation and possesses the extraordinary energy "Scarlet Aura", it does not mean that he can withstand close range musket fire.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As a "sniper musketeer", Ivan does not need digital vision assistance at such a distance, and there is no possibility of missing.

Bang

The twitching human body fell heavily to the ground.

Until his death, Sean, the man in the trench coat, never thought that one day he would die under the muzzle of the double-barreled musket he once owned.

That's right, when Alvin returned to the warehouse, he picked up the three fine muskets discarded by the man in the trench coat.

At that time, I just thought they were better than my standard muskets, but I didn't expect that they would be used by the original owner, the man in the trench coat, right away.

It can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect, so you deserve to die.

After blowing lightly on the dispersing gunpowder smoke, Ivan inserted both guns into his waist, retrieved the long sword that he had thrown out to confuse the man in the trench coat, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Huh? Is this a refreshing potion for abnormal conditions?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted a medicine bottle on the ground. His rich knowledge of the mystery allowed him to easily identify the type of remaining medicine.

"No wonder the 'Sleeping Potion' has little effect on this guy.

It was probably because of my previous tendency to lose control that I took the 'Awakening Potion'. Although the 'Sleeping Potion' was not very symptomatic, the effect was relieved to some extent.

So it turns out that it makes me think that the magic potion I finally prepared won’t work on extraordinary people.”

After solving the doubts in my heart, I returned to the ground. All the people in the bar were lying on the floor.

Before entering the basement, Alvin, who thought everyone had been tricked, sorted through the people who had fallen asleep in the bar.

The culprit "Old Hyena" broke his neck directly after being tortured, and the little guy who had not done many bad things used clever force to break an arm. It would not affect his future life at all, and it would be difficult for him to do evil again.

The most important thing is

After eliminating the members of the "Blood Hand Gang" entrenched here, they also cleaned up their treasures. Even if they were left alone, these money and treasures would be confiscated by the city guards who came later, and finally fell into their own pockets.

inside.

So there is no psychological pressure, and if you don’t take it, you won’t get it for free.

Among the rich harvests, in addition to a large number of golden lions and large gold tickets, what interested Alvin the most were several bottles of potions in exquisite crystal bottles.

With his current accumulation of knowledge, he couldn't tell their types, but based on his intuition, these potions were the biggest gain from this trip.

As for the ordinary drinkers who were unlucky enough to choose to drink here, Ivan ignored them and let them lie on the floor and sleep soundly, and their belongings were not touched at all.

Ivan himself is not a judge or other law enforcer, but he has his own set of rules of conduct. While appropriately punishing evil, he also strictly abides by his own bottom line.

As long as you break through once, the bottom line will only get lower and lower, and in the end it will become negative like these disgusting bastards!

At this point, this stronghold was directly destroyed, and the "Blood Hand Gang" would have to spend a lot of effort to rebuild it.

Moreover, Alvin has already tortured the tavern owner "Old Hyena", who is also a cadre of the "Blood Hand Gang", about several of their other properties in "Newport".

If you mess with yourself, the messenger of justice, and you are so rich, cross it out!

It’s hard to say whether they will have the energy to restore this place in the future.

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Chapter completed!