"In this period, women like you are the best luxury goods no matter which army they are in. It is not easy to catch you. Now is the time to collect the benefits."
The chariot drove all the way to the other side of the mountain, and the black shadow gradually pressed down. The chariot stopped beside a few boulders that rolled down the hillside. The woman in the back seat was still struggling, she was very young, and sweat gathered dust on her face.
But it can't cover up the face that looks so satisfying. The figures of the surgeons, both male and female, are mostly very good. Among ordinary people, women probably belong to the category of top models.
The woman squirmed backwards, trying to put as much distance between herself and Swousey as possible. It was all in vain, after all, the entire chariot was only so big. She punched the woman in the stomach hard, and Swousy took off his upper body.
The clothes and exposed skin still have red marks, which were caused by the battle just now.
Seeing the woman coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, Swasey stretched out his hand to grab the woman's chin and pulled her face closer: "Be obedient and quiet, and you won't feel so painful. Do you think it will be over this time?"
Don't be too naive. I can guarantee that even if the bones of the other two people are gone, you will still live well. There are still many people stationed here. They can't leave here for more than half a year. Smoking and drinking are not allowed.
Satisfy them again. Learn to obey. When this war is over, maybe you can still survive and survive well."
As he spoke, Sworthy stretched out his other hand to touch the woman. The woman twisted her body, her eyes full of fear: "My brother will not let you go!" This is all the woman can do now without any threat.
If so, Swousy seemed to like this set, and this feeling made him feel even more excited.
"It seems you still can't learn it. I can teach you slowly later." Swousy said with a smile. His movements were very slow and not in a hurry. "First of all, let's learn how to take off clothes..."
His head turned to the side in an instant. Red cross pupils flashed in Sworthy's eyes, but he still could not avoid the tactical knife that suddenly stabbed him from the side. It should have been stabbed straight into his ear, but at this moment, the ear was the
At the starting point, a knife was pulled across his face, and a wound was made on the bridge of his nose before it was cut empty.
But the tactical knife didn't stop there. The blade curved at a right angle and stabbed him hard in the chest. The speed became faster, and when Sworthy jumped out of the tank, the blade was already pulled from his neck.
It reached his abdomen. Under the splash of sparks, a long wound appeared on Swasey's body. The skin rolled up, and under the blood flowing out, alloy pieces of various shapes and sizes could be seen embedded in Swasey's body.
Inside the body, the tactical knife only broke the skin and left a delicate scratch on the alloy pieces.
Jumping off the chariot, Sworthy instinctively shouted "Who?" No one responded. After he stood firm, he immediately turned around, drew out his dagger, and looked around the chariot. The headlights were still on, but the diffused lights
Apart from the figure of the woman, there was nothing else.
Expanding his senses, Sworthy's face was twitching. Regardless of wiping off the blood on his face, Sworthy was vigilant about everything around him, his head slowly turned, and his steps moved back little by little, leaving the area covered by the chariot's lights.
The next moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the direction of his back vest was felt, and Sworthy's whole body shivered, as if all the metal parts in his body were emitting their original temperature at this moment.
Swansey instinctively squatted down, but the warm palm was firmly grasped on his neck at this moment. Without thinking, he stabbed behind him with a sword. He was caught midway, and there was a crisp sound.
, Sworthy could not believe that his wrist was so easily twisted by the enemy. His body was dragged backwards, and then there was a dull roar, and one knee carried huge force.
, almost at the same time as Sworthy's attack, it hit the spine of his waist hard.
With several "cracks" in succession, Sworthy's abdomen ruptured instantly after a moment of bulging. The alloy plate embedded inside tore open the skin and stabbed out, revealing the bloody tips of several dislocated ribs. His mouth and nose gushed out together.
There was a lot of blood. When Sworthy raised his other hand and clenched his fist, something was activated, and densely packed sharp blades spread out from under the skin, pounding towards the unknown enemy behind him with his fist.
He only hit the air. Sworthy tried to use his strength to break free, but the spine in his waist was broken and his lower body completely lost all feeling. He was not under any control at all. He wanted to open his mouth and shout loudly, and reached out to grab the hand with densely packed razor blades.
The hand holding his neck. But just after he reached his shoulder, a tactical knife pierced the palm of his hand, and directly knocked an alloy plate on the back of his hand away more than ten meters.
The tactical knife immediately rotated once, and then moved along the bone gaps of the palm with an extremely familiar feeling. At that time, the technique of an outstanding surgeon was like that of a chief chef in a top hotel. When Sworthy felt the pain and took back his hand, the palm of his hand had already
It was shaved and half of it came out.
"Ah, ah ah,, help,, help,, vomit," his throat was slightly broken, and his voice was completely covered by the uncontrollable blood. Swousy was very scared. He wanted to shout for help, but he could only
He made a tiny sound that couldn't be distinguished clearly. The squeezing feeling in his throat became more and more intense. Without paying too much attention, Sworthy crossed his hands and struck up and down, hoping to loosen the hand holding his neck.
But the sound like metal knocking caused by the collision made him even more desperate.
"Don't,, let go,,I,,," his hands kept beating, Sworthy's bleeding face turned red, and his cross-shaped pupils became shaky.
"I can,,,help,,,uh,,," the tactical knife did not hear a word, and then stabbed Sworthy's head through the ear. His two hands were powerless after a brief pause.
It fell and hung upside down on both sides of the body. The cross-shaped pupils lost color, and the look quickly drained from the eyes, being eroded by the blackness of the night.
Watching the corpse fall to the ground, Feniya stared at the blood-red eyes at the edge of the chariot's light, and was deeply enveloped in silence for a moment.
"Did the King's forces send you here?" Finia watched the young man walk into her. His face, which was drawn out of shadow by the light, only looked thoughtful. It wasn't until the man violently cut the steel cable rope with a tactical knife that she finally
He nodded mechanically, as if he had forgotten to think about anything, "Yes, we came here with the bounty to do the work. You also,,, yes,,"
"Can you leave by yourself? Someone is coming and you have to get out of here quickly."
"Yes." Finia let go of the steel cable and stood up, shaking her body several times before she stabilized. Then she jumped off the chariot, a little numbly, and naturally followed the man who walked out of the light after a few steps.
"Thank you... thank you..." There were obviously some words left behind, but Finia's throat seemed to be unable to make any more sounds for a while. In the end, the blood that had not been vomited in her mouth was all swallowed up together.