In an instant, the originally dazzling light suddenly went out amid the sound!
"Boom!"
There was a dull sound of human bodies colliding.
In the darkness, Thales's hell sense amplified his perception of light, but before he had time to notice what happened, he felt Dean's knife loosen from his neck and leave his arteries and trachea.
"Clang!"
The knife fell to the ground.
Thales moved back an inch desperately, as if grasping a life-saving straw, touching his throat in shock, trying his best to breathe under the relief of the sin of the prison river.
"Donglong"
The collision between the bed board and the wardrobe was clearly audible, along with the sound of a fierce struggle.
"No!"
The next second, when Thales raised his head, he was surprised to find that the bald mercenary had already been wrapped around the neck by a pair of arms stretched out from behind and dragged backwards!
Dean clung to the bed board and stepped on the ground to maintain balance, preventing his opponent from dragging him down. At the same time, he twisted his head back in shock:
"Quick rope, you are here"
He could no longer speak.
Because I don’t know when, the arms of the fast rope have been tightly clasped together!
He strangled Dean's neck tightly!
Thales looked at this incomprehensible scene in surprise: In the hell sense, Quick Rope stuck behind Dean with a resolute face, locked the latter's neck with his left arm, withstood his struggle and resistance, his eyes
A rare burst of radiant energy!
Under Dean's disbelieving expression, Quick Rope calmly clasped his right elbow with his left arm and pressed his right palm against the back of the mercenary's head.
"You know, Dean..."
The fast rope was almost stuck behind Dean's left ear, and he spoke coldly in a tone that Thales had never heard before: "There are many errors and omissions in the information about Moral Walton from the outside world."
Bearing the huge pressure on his neck, Dean looked ferocious and in pain, but as an experienced man, he acted in an instant, released the bed board, kicked off his legs at the same time, and threw his whole body backwards!
"boom!"
The back of the fast rope hit the cabinet firmly!
But the fast rope still locked the opponent's neck tightly, and the two were still inseparable.
From the perspective of Thales, who was on the bed, Quick Rope was pressed against the cabinet by Dean, and even his legs were off the ground.
Thales was so shocked that he even forgot to breathe.
This was not the "accident" he had imagined.
no.
"He learned some skills from the Fallen Star Man, but his results were really disastrous..." Kuaisuo's face was distorted, his teeth were clenched tightly, as if he was speaking under the weight of a thousand pounds.
In Dean's expression, doubts slowly disappeared and surprise grew.
No.
No……
During the fight, the red-faced Dean gritted his teeth, swung his elbow, and punched back!
"Boom!"
The muffled sound of human bodies colliding came.
The fast rope trembled slightly, but his expression remained motionless, as if the heavy blow was just scratching an itch.
Dean's face became more and more rosy, his eyes were wide open and his cheeks were struggling.
The next moment, the quick rope's legs instantly clamped together, clasping Dean's waist and abdomen from back to front!
"He may yearn for the life of a mercenary, but he is definitely not the battle-hardened legend in the novel..." Quick Rope's expression became more solemn and stern, and the arms clasping Dean's neck shook slightly, as if they were tense.
The majestic strength of the bow string can be vaguely seen in every square inch.
Thales looked at this scene in disbelief. He had already held the jc dagger in his hand, but the two people fighting together and the chaotic thoughts made his choice quite difficult. The tip of the blade kept shaking violently.
oscillating between the two of them.
"He may have received a lot of education, but his orc language is a mess, and he doesn't know much about intrigues..." The fast rope still gritted its teeth, locking Dean's head and neck, with his right palm forward and his left arm forward.
Finally, he pushed and pulled while maintaining strong pressure on the mercenary's neck.
On the other hand, the struggle of the bald mercenaries became increasingly weak.
His elbows struck and clawed back in vain, violently rubbing and colliding between the cabinet and the human body. His legs exerted force several times, slamming the enemy on his back against the cabinet.
But these methods cannot affect the fast rope's firm eyes and killer moves at all.
A few seconds passed.
The anger and hatred in Dean's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by fear.
But the fast rope didn't let go.
No.
He still had a resolute expression on his face and firmly held onto his opponent's vital points.
As if holding on to a lover who will never let go.
It's like it's going to be the end of the world.
"And she, the woman he likes..." Kuaisheng lowered his head and said with difficulty.
His mouth was full of pain.
As if realizing something, Dean raised his head in fear at the last moment and looked at Thales who was holding a dagger in front of him.
At the same time, the quick rope behind Guang Guang's head also raised his eyes and looked at the Prince of Stars.
Thales accepted the gazes of two pairs of eyes: one full of incomprehensible regret, and the other full of sadness and indifferent determination.
Finally, after the struggle between the rabbit and the falcon, a thrilling muffled sound spread in the room:
"Crack!"
Dean's expression was frozen at this moment.
His hands hung down feebly, his legs slowly collapsed, and with the fast rope on his back, he slowly slid off the wardrobe.
The outcome has been decided.
For a moment, there were only two breaths left in the room.
One is careful, the other survives.
"That woman..."
Kuaisheng lowered his head, hiding his expression in the shadows.
"She's not a bitch."
He gasped, his tone trembling slightly.
"no."
The fast rope was still fastened to Dean's body for several seconds, even though the other person's wide eyes had lost their vitality.
Until Thales slowly exhaled and put down the dagger.
"Quick rope, this strangulation technique..." Thales swallowed with a dry throat.
"Where did you learn that?"
Kuai Rope seemed to suddenly react and come back to his senses from the state of life and death struggle.
He sighed first, then curled his lips and snorted lightly.
"Looking at your expression, Thales, you already know it, don't you?"
Thales stared blankly at the fast rope sitting on the ground, watching him slowly let go of his arms and legs, and broke away from Dean who was losing his breath.
A surprising answer came to mind.
No.
"War is the art of bullying the enemy..."
Thales murmured to himself, and the rare, exciting, and unforgettable thrilling battle that took place not long ago on the deserted rocky ground of Qiyuan City on the southern border of Exeter appeared before his eyes.
Fallen Star vs. Deathcrow.
that time……
In the darkness, Quick Rope squeezed out a silent chuckle.
"What you just used was the 'Eternal Fire' Tyrunde's favorite strangulation technique." Thales looked at the fast rope who was slowly getting up in disbelief, watching him shake and hold on to the cabinet, "
Only in the White Blade Guards of Longxiao City in the era of King Nun..."
"inherited."
Thales tightened the dagger in his hand.
His eyes were locked on the quick rope.
That cheerful, happy, money-grubbing new mercenary who never forgets to promote small business.
"You..." Thales' tone was bitter.
The next moment, Kuaisheng stretched his limbs and took a few deep breaths, as if he was freed from the state of war that was mixed with tension and sadness.
"It's time to reintroduce yourself, Thales."
He wore the bright smile he had when he first met in the desert, and extended his right hand to Thales.
The Star Prince looked at the opponent's palm hesitantly and took a step back.
With an indescribable mood, Thales looked at the person in front of him.
This young man who looks less than thirty, with a face full of freckles, red hair, and a Camus accent, looks, behaves, and looks... from every angle.
He first retracted his palm in embarrassment, wiped it on his body as if to ridicule, and then said with a smile:
"Morral Bertram Noon Walton."
"Also known as 'Quick Rope'."
At that moment, absolute silence ruled the room.
Dean lay quietly on the ground, Quick Rope smiled silently, and Thales froze in place.
For several seconds, only the moonlight cared about this small world.
Thales stared blankly at the man in front of him, the man he saw for the first time after waking up in the desert.
Quick rope.
Moral.
And Dean from Darkroom.
how come?
The doubts and confusion in his heart not only did not diminish.
It is becoming more and more tangled, mixed in one place, and confusing.
"you know……"
"When I was helping an unscrupulous aphrodisiac boss sell goods, I heard him say," Kuai Sheng hummed softly and poked the body on the ground: "There is a team of powerful mercenaries around the Three Kingdoms of the Lost Sea, and among them there is a quite
He is knowledgeable and has unique skills. It seems that he may be a northerner from a noble family..."
Quick Rope shrugged, looked at Dean's dull eyes, and sighed softly with subtle emotions.
"To some extent, his strategy is right."
"I just suffered from the loss of information."
Still silent.
The next second, Quick Rope patted his butt and stepped across Dean's body, smiling brightly and joyfully, as if the person who had just brutally killed and uttered the sad words was not him.
Facing the "acquaintance" who had just rescued him, Thales took a step back warily.
His eyes glanced at Dean on the ground.
"By the way, I'm going to go to the tub." Under the moonlight, Kuaisheng turned around and took out a roll of rough hemp rope and leaf paper from the cabinet. His smile remained unchanged, as if he didn't care about Thales's reaction: "Come together.
?"
He happily handed over a roll of hemp rope: "Don't worry, there are two pits without queuing!"
But Thales looked at him with a complicated expression and said nothing.
jc is still in his hand.
No one knows how the Star Prince is feeling at this moment.
In the silence, Kuaisheng seemed to finally realize the atmosphere in front of him, and he took back the hemp rope.
"Haha, just kidding," Kuaisheng breathed, reluctantly stuffing the hemp rope and leaf paper back into the cabinet, and holding up the inferior oil lamp that had been extinguished for a long time:
"Laugh, Thales, laugh."
In the suffocating silence, the Star Prince finally withdrew his gaze and spoke with difficulty.
"Why?"
Thales seemed to be able to hear the friction in his throat due to dryness: "How..."
But the fast rope interrupted him.
Still using that optimistic, cheerful, simple, brisk laugh that seems to solve all problems.
"Why? Because..."
He, Quick Rope, the real former Prince of Exeter, son of King Nun, Moral Walton, showed his white teeth at Thales who was immersed in inexplicable emotions.
"Because life is already heavy enough. Thales, especially for you and me."
The fast rope has a bright smile that makes people think deeply.