Apocalyptic starship

late at night.

In the dark night, the three moons were obscured by dark clouds, and the original weak light disappeared. The local dogs in the village near the station barked from time to time. The four Death Scorpions detected changes in the air pressure in the nearby area and a large number of rain clouds gathered in the sky, which was likely to rain. During the heavy rain, there were still weak detection waves sweeping across the two-kilometer area near the inn. These were four Transformers being scanned by the radar.

Rumble~! The thunder outside the window was illuminated by lightning and returned to darkness.

Suddenly, on the computer screen, accompanied by thunder in the distance, there were eight fast horses approaching the inn overnight. They were rushing in the middle of the night and there was an approaching thunderstorm. Normal people would never do such a thing. Even if you think about it, you would know these people. Not a good bird. Sure enough, he dismounted and walked less than a kilometer away from the inn. Who would dismount and run if they were really in a hurry? Judging from their running speed and movements, the eight of them are definitely experts. They are carrying crossbows, holding black machetes, and wearing black costumes. The only place nearby where experts can lurk is an inn. I don’t believe these guys are here to deal with those who can only chop wood. Farmers in the field, the eight assassins who were running towards the inn never imagined that they would be as conspicuous to others as if they were standing under a 250-degree light bulb.

The four Death Scorpions got up at the same time, and only Wang Er was still snoring along with the thunder. The snoring was even louder than the thunder.

The old eunuch was sitting in the living room outside the little princess's bedroom meditating. Suddenly his ears twitched slightly. He frowned and stretched out his well-maintained right hand to grab the sword on the table. When he found four death scorpions standing in four directions outside the little princess's room. Then he smiled and took back his hand and continued to meditate. The old eunuch knew that nothing would happen tonight. These four guys were definitely not simple.

The lightning continued, and the little princess on the wooden bed was still sleeping soundly, with a trace of sadness on her delicate face...

The eight assassins came to the outside of the inn silently. Then Lightning made a few hand gestures to each other and then ran to their respective positions. They quietly entered the inn courtyard and went straight to the inn's upper room. The thunder was also mixed with Wang Er's snoring. With a loud sound, eight people entered the post station like coquettish dancers and bent down to move quickly, holding crossbows in their hands and staring carefully ahead.

Professional, the eight assassins are definitely professional killers. They love what they do. From the many details of these eight people, it can be seen that they are definitely experienced in doing this kind of thing frequently.

Click, click, click...

Big raindrops fell, making a sound when they landed on the roof and leaves. The rain was very fast and heavy. In an instant, the rain poured down, and the sky and the earth were the same. The rain fell on the eight assassins, bringing a little bit of coolness to the eight assassins. Death Scorpion The four of them remained motionless, not paying attention to the raindrops falling on their foreheads and scratching their eyelashes.

One of the assassins in black walked carefully into the corridor of the room, hid in the dark, reached behind his back, took out a slender metal pipe, and pointed it at the death scorpion standing outside the main door. It was a blow dart, fired by blowing air. Darts kill people.

The assassin just put his mouth on it and didn't wait to blow...

The Death Scorpion suddenly turned around and punched the blowpipe quickly. The metal blowpipe penetrated backwards with a pop and penetrated the assassin's mouth from the back of his neck. Because when it penetrated the neck, it broke the spinal nerves behind the neck and killed him on the spot. There was a crash of thunder as the body fell to the ground, masking the sound of the fall.

The Death Scorpion looked at the corpse, raised his feet and hooked the waist of the assassin's corpse and swung it hard, throwing the corpse directly out of the inn. The blood dripping from the sky as it flew into the sky mixed with rainwater and flowed on the eaves.

On the other side, two assassins fired crossbows at the dart at the same time. Seeing that the crossbows were about to hit the dart's big and sinister face, the two assassins sneered, and suddenly grabbed the two crossbow arrows with one hand and threw them back at a faster speed. , the sharp crossbow arrows penetrated the bodies of the two assassins without losing any strength, and stabbed into the pillar behind them twice, and the trembling arrow tails shed blood drops...

"There are five left." Tie Jia muttered. On the eaves, two assassins were hanging upside down and using the cover of heavy rain to slash at Tie Jia's shoulders with their swords!

Tiejia remained motionless with a cold face...

Dang Dang! The knife hit the shoulder, but there were two steel and golden sounds. The two assassins looked at each other with wide eyes. At this time, the armor stretched out his hands to accurately grab the heads of the two assassins and smashed them hard on the ground! This hit directly caused the two people's bones to crack and crack, and even their skulls were crushed by the iron armor!

"Three left."

"kill."

The Silent Man standing behind the house raised his right hand, and in his hand was a pistol equipped with a silencer...

Phew~

Poof... An assassin's head tilted back. The bullet hit his forehead and rolled inside his skull, smashing his brains. Finally, it flew out from behind. Death Scorpion, Dart, and Iron Armor rolled their eyes. This guy actually used Pistol, please, this is a classical world. Just do as the Romans do. Wouldn't using martial arts be more handsome and comply with the regulations of hiding one's identity?

The remaining two assassins hid in the dark and looked at each other. One of them gritted his teeth and rushed towards the Silent Man. The other went straight to the window next to the Silent Man and crashed into it. No matter what, he had to kill everyone in the house today. The two of them attacked him at the same time. If you can stop one, as long as the other one goes in, you are sure to kill the target inside!

Phew~ Killing an assassin with one shot, the Silent One quickly moved sideways and grabbed the last assassin with his left hand, putting the pistol against his head.

"I..." The assassin was planning to say that he would never say a word about who sent him, but before he could finish speaking, the Silent One neatly pulled the trigger.

puff! The bullet flew out from the back of his head, and the Silent Man threw the body out of the inn with a strong shake. The heavy rain continued, and the rain washed away the blood stains and smell of blood left by the assassins. The old eunuch in the room nodded, and the little boy on the bed The princess still slept soundly, and the snoring of Wang Er next door continued along with the sound of rain...

The four Death Scorpions do not need to be kept alive or know who sent them. It does not matter whether he is the number one assassin organization in the Shenwu Continent or whose thugs he is. All the four of them have to do is to send the people safely. In the Imperial City, it doesn't matter what kind of political struggles or personal grudges there are. Is there any battle that can be more fierce and dangerous than an interstellar war? Even the planet has been fucked to pieces, so why are you afraid of a struggle for imperial power?

It rained heavily all night.

At dawn, Wang Er still didn't know what happened last night. It wasn't until he saw many people pointing at the corpse in the yard that he realized that someone had died last night. Wang Er was so frightened that Wang Er hurried back to the room, took out his dagger and kicked the corpse. I felt a little bit safe in my arms, and looked at the four death scorpions, as if they didn't care about the corpses at all.

During breakfast, the old eunuch finally became more polite to the four Death Scorpions, but when he tried to get close, he found that these four guys always looked fierce and refused to eat or drink as always.