As a group of horse thieves, if they only offended a submarine, they might be able to escape due to the complex terrain. If they only offended a swordsman, they might be able to survive with just a few people fleeing because of the large number of people.
But the one-armed horse thief was so unscrupulous that he let the two of them kill them at the same time, so the result was very simple: it was a massacre.
"Hang!" The giant sword buzzed, and the one-armed horse thief who grabbed the girl's collar changed his name. Now he should be called the armless horse thief, and Dishani, who was originally standing in front of her, had already changed her name.
He stood behind him holding the unconscious little girl.
"Eh."
"Ah! You actually did it with my only remaining hand..."
Looking at his bloody elbow, the armless horse thief turned around blankly and roared in disbelief.
"Give it back...Give it back to me!" the horse thief said painfully, with a desperate look on his face as he wanted to pounce on Dishani, but the terrifying speed before where he could barely see a shadow made his feet feel like they were filled with water.
As heavy as lead.
"My hand!!! My hand!" The horse thief wailed and took a step forward. The familiar buzzing sound sounded again. The onlookers didn't even notice when the sword was unsheathed. On his head
Blood had already exploded, and the huge laceration even split open the skull and extended diagonally to his shoulders like a melon.
"Pounce" the armless horse thief fell into the dust.
Seeing his gurgling blood mixed with the pool of blood on the ground, and looking at Disani whose sword was still in its sheath and seemed to have never been moved, these horse thieves finally realized that they were no different from the killed townspeople.
They all involuntarily took a step back.
Realizing the retreat of his men, the leader of the horse thief named Falcon Sword jumped off his horse with a ferocious smile: "Finally I can't hold it anymore! Do you want to kill us all?"
In response to Falcon Sword's questioning, Dishani just watched calmly, without saying a word, not even on guard, as if she was watching a clown.
"Hey! Don't underestimate us! The reason why we don't attack villages with monsters is just because we don't know who the monsters are. As long as we can see the opponent, whether it's a monster or a big sword...
"Bang!" A shout rang out, and the enthusiastic Falcon didn't even finish his words before he threw himself on the ground. Except for a vague hole on his shiny forehead with a hairline that was so high that he was half bald, it seemed that there was nothing but a small hole.
I accidentally fell down, but the back of my head had completely disappeared. No, it didn't disappear, but...
On our faces... The few horse thieves who tried to stop Dishani wiped their faces, and suddenly felt a chill when looking at the red and white pus in their hands. The twitching that appeared from time to time on Falcon Sword's still intact face was even more...
It chilled their bones: How much pain would it be if they were not dead from such an injury? Just the thought of it gave these horse thieves who were not willing to risk their lives a sense of fear.
"Hi~! Hi!~ I'm here, Dishani, help me see how Liv's injury is in the alley, can you?" Heerrou stood up with the camper in one hand and said hello, for the horse thieves
The fear is knowing nothing, or what if you know it?
The brains that were sprayed out were originally directed by her in the direction of the horse thieves. This was already a subconscious habit she had developed in the long battle. She just didn't expect that these enemies would have such fighting spirit compared to the biochemicals and light energy users.
Fragile. Haierrou smiled brightly, but in the eyes of the horse thieves, this smile was more terrifying than a monster.
Dishani nodded towards Heerrou and walked to Liv's side to inspect her. Her serious look made a few of the more daring horse thieves standing outside get excited.
The man next to the collapsed house in the west was obviously the boldest and started to move without even thinking for a few seconds.
Haierrou pointed at the guy with her mouth and said, "Hey, you."
Before he finished speaking, the brave guy started running towards the alley, and was about to rush into the alley in a blink of an eye.
Why should I run first! Those guys who were already thinking about it were regretting it while moving in different directions. Before they even decided to run, the guy who just ran into the alley shouted loudly: "Run!"
!Don’t run and wait
"Bang!" Another splash of blood exploded. Bengfei's heart and lungs were smeared dark red at the entrance of the alley. His bloodshot eyes were wide open and almost popped out, and his chapped lips were still opening and closing inertly.
Well, if the horse thief could read lips, he should be able to tell that he was saying: 'Waiting to die!'
From the heel to the back of the head, the shudders suddenly understood. Seeing the pioneer whose whole chest turned into a big hole and who was still twitching reflexively on the ground, the previous regrets turned into happiness: If only I had run away first.
, I should be the one rolling on the ground now, right?
Looking at the dumbfounded horse thieves, it wasn't until the body of the forerunner on the ground stopped twitching and his malicious eyes lost their luster that Haerrou nodded with satisfaction.
In fact, that guy is very smart. If he were to encourage these nearly 100 people to flee in all directions, even if Haierrou had three heads and six arms, it would be impossible to kill them all. But it is a pity that the camping in Haierrou's hands
The latter was used for sniper attacks on armored units, so what use were the walls of the alleyways? Instead, he used his own death to set a clear example for these horse thieves: whoever runs first will die!
If everyone runs together, someone will definitely survive, but the one who runs first will definitely die! So why should I be the one who must die? This is what the horse thieves must be thinking at this time, right?
What cowardly human beings... Haierrou sneered in her heart, and added fuel to their cowardice at the right time: "I wasn't planning on killing anyone, as long as you give me all the money you robbed before, I'll let you go."
It's not impossible to survive, I hope you won't force me."
"Then...well, I know where the boss hides his money, can you let me go first?" A guy with triangular eyes swallowed his saliva and said.
"Very good." Haierrou nodded with a smile and hit him on the left calf.
"Ahhhhh!!" Triangle Eyes hugged his legs and wailed miserably.
Only then did Haerrou point her finger at his head and say slowly, "Did I ask you to speak? If you don't shut up, your head will be blown up next time."
"Uh! Uh-huh, uh," he whined and nodded with tears in his triangular eyes, biting his lips. If a pretty woman had done that, it might have been a blessing, but it happened to match his sinister face and evil deeds.
Haerrou's behavior was so disgusting that she felt like vomiting.
"Lower your head!! Don't let me see that ugly face of yours, I'll be disgusted!" Haerrou said sternly without any concealment: "All of you, come here and block him!"
The horse thieves were silent for a while, and no one moved! The triangle eye was less than twenty meters in front of Haerrou. What if she fell out after passing by? The horse thieves were not stupid! The devil-like woman clearly used one method to kill them.
Hand crossbow!
"Come here, I don't want to kill you, don't force me." Haierrou said coldly, pointing to a guy who had moved in the outermost circle and said: "You, yes, that's you, come here and stand next to him!"
"You! Come here!"
"Do you want me to shout one by one? I don't know how much patience I still have!"
In this way, the horse thieves who were originally scattered in this small open space were gathered together, and Dishani in the alley also walked out calmly.
"The girl just had a cut on her lower abdomen. She lost too much blood and fell into a coma. Now the wound has scabbed over, so it's not a serious problem." Dishani said expressionlessly while holding the girl.
"Oh! Got it!" Haerrou nodded and smiled brightly again: "Then kill them! Leave no one behind!"
In an instant, a gorgeous massacre began...
Haerrou pulled the trigger and 'named' the mice who wanted to escape one by one. Disani wielded her sword and killed all the gangsters who wanted to fight back. The two people who had never fought side by side unexpectedly worked well together.
Let the two have a certain understanding of each other's strength, but
"You don't have to help me stop those guys rushing over, I can handle it myself!" Haierrou looked a little unhappy at the last horse thief who fell in front of her. She hadn't even finished a magazine! She stopped just after warming up.
It doesn't feel good to get off.
Dishani glanced at her without saying a word. She silently pulled out a dusty quilt from the ruins. She dusted off the dust casually and put the girl she was holding on the ground. She sat next to her and tidied it up carefully.
The girl's messy hair appeared.
"Okay, that's really cool. I'm going to check on Liv first." Haerrou shrugged, turned and walked into the alley, stretched out her hand and let Shaye project a first aid kit and stood in front of Liv: "Where's the injury?
?let me see."
"No need, Miss Wizard, the wound has scabbed over." Liv, who was sitting against the wall, smiled with a pale face.
"I asked you where the wound was, not whether it was a scab!" Haerrou said angrily and squatted down, completely ignoring Liv's refusal and grabbing her yellowed linen clothes that she had worn for who knows how long.
He tore open a hole severely, revealing a ten centimeter-long hole on the left side of his lower abdomen.
The good news is that the wound is not deep and only some small blood vessels are broken. Lisa's pale face may be related to her being a little malnourished. The bad news is that the blood scab is stuck to the clothes mixed with dirty sand. This
Haierrou had to clean up all those things. Liv, who was rubbed against the wound, grinned in pain and said, "Yeah! My clothes!"
"You are still worried about your clothes at this time!? You deserve to be hurt!" Haierrou rolled her eyes and said.
"That's right." Liv felt a little distressed when she looked at the torn clothes, but before she could finish her retort, Haerrou unexpectedly grabbed a piece of clothes, scoffed, and tore it off along with the bloody scabs!