Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 681 Wind Ghost (Part 1)

"boom!"

Amidst the howling wind, several ventilation windows on the second floor of the warehouse banged open!

The dazzling sunlight suddenly poured into the dim warehouse, dazzling everyone for a while. Many people subconsciously raised their hands to block it, and at the same time raised their weapons vigilantly.

"Ah! It's so bright!"

"Who's up there!"

"Enemy attack!"

"calm!"

"careful!"

"Who's going to see it?"

"Hold on!"

During the chaos, Red Viper had to shock the whole crowd with his roar, forcing the gang members who had just experienced a fight to calm down and slowly adapt to the light in front of them.

"No one's here, it's not an invasion."

Gutierrez climbed up the wall to the second floor. He picked up the broken window and inserted it. At the same time, he paid careful attention to the movement on the roof: "Maybe the wind is getting stronger?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the highly tense nerves after the battle.

"Damn it, what kind of demonic wind is this?" Sangare wiped the blood from his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind hit the warehouse again, causing everyone to stretch their hands to cover the dust.

"Who knows, maybe it's retribution for what we did." Douro looked at a collapsed window and snorted disdainfully.

Fogg glanced at him with complicated eyes.

"The wind is so strong that it blows open so many windows? Are you sure there is no one else up there?" Garmandia looked up at the ventilation windows on both sides of his head, doubtful.

"If you have doubts, why don't you come up and take a look yourself? Are you afraid of death?" Gutierrez said coldly.

"Stop making noise and go see a few more people!"

Nekra said impatiently, and he had to raise his voice to cover up the wind: "Block the main road, search the warehouses on the front and rear, left and right, no one is allowed to leave, no matter the sentry, supervisor, or worker! Until the culprit is found out "

"Remember to keep a low profile!" Sangarei reminded him, "Don't let the whole dock know about this..."

"what do you know?"

Douluo wiped the blood from his hands and said sarcastically with dissatisfaction: "Do you know that you stabbed your own people in my place? Or do you know that you violated city laws and committed murders in the Emerald City?"

"Duro, old man, I know your bad temper," Nekra said with a cold expression, "but you'd better shut up about things you don't understand."

Douluo snorted in response: "So what if you don't shut up?"

Nekra's expression turned cold, and Fogg quickly interrupted them:

"Brother Douluo, about this——"

At this moment, the masked man in black who had been standing silently in the shadow suddenly spoke:

"Where are you taking her?"

Everyone was stunned and turned their heads:

At some point, Kathleen, who was lying in a pool of blood, was gone.

"Where are the people?"

"What are you doing!"

Amid the uproar in the warehouse, the man in black slowly turned around.

The gang members followed his gaze:

In the shadow of the setting sun, Kathleen, who had passed out, was being held by a strange figure, who was walking along the wall, under the cover of the backlight, slowly and quietly towards the back door of the warehouse.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Someone wants to escape!"

"Surround him!"

The remaining gang members reacted instantly and quickly blocked the exit.

The strange figure holding Kathleen paused and had to stop there.

"You guys are useless! Why didn't anyone notice it?"

"Does this guy walk silently?"

"The wind was too strong just now..."

"The window is open, the light is not good!"

"It doesn't matter, he's alone!"

One step away.

The figure that suddenly appeared - Rolf glanced at the blocked exit in front of him, then looked at the seriously injured and unconscious Catherine in his arms, and sighed softly.

Just one step away from going out.

Just one step.

He lowered his head and looked at the dying Catherine in his arms, slightly lost in thought.

Nekra and Fogg's men shouted to each other, stepped on the blood, rushed up, and surrounded him to death.

"There's a fish missing."

Fogg frowned and looked at Rolf: "I've never seen you before. Are you one of Catherine's men?"

Kathleen's people.

Rolf clenched his fists.

He lowered his head and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar woman in front of him: Time had added many wrinkles and gray hair to her, and she was far less energetic than she once was. The serious injuries at this moment made her look weak and weak, and she was no longer the domineering and sharp person she once was.

"You were still alive after such a fierce fight just now. Could it be that you have been pretending to be dead?"

Red Viper stared at his back, murderous intent gradually revealed:

"Just to take advantage of the chaos to save the knife-throwing bitch?"

On the other side, Duro looked at Rolf blankly, with an expression of surprise.

This is...the younger brother of the new fat Waiya?

Wait, where is Fatty?

In the crowd, Tsimikas recognized Rolf and subconsciously wanted to exclaim, but Glover, who was gritting his teeth next to him, covered his mouth and dragged him back.

Damn, damn, damn!

I knew it! He has no self-awareness, no discipline, and doesn't listen to others' advice - I damn well know this mute is unreliable!

But the focus of everyone's attention - Rolf was still standing there. He ignored the murderous gang members in front of him and just looked at the woman in his arms with complicated eyes.

"No, Turnbull, no..."

The pale Phantom Blade closed his eyes tightly, muttering unconsciously, tightly covering the wound on his broken arm, and his abdomen was even more bloody.

He looked seriously injured and dying.

Rolf was in a trance for a while, as if he saw his former self lying in the ruins and pool of blood on Hongfang Street, desperately waiting for death.

but……

[Tell me, knife bitch, that flirtatious Rolf, did you give him a chance? 】

Rolf felt a pain in his heart.

[When you use the so-called "most trusted and promising general" as an abandoned son, as a sacrifice, as a bait...send him to die in a night of war in vain...so that you can rise inch by inch and rise to the top step by step. when……】

[Have you given him a chance? 】

Rolf turned his head sharply, not daring to look at her again.

"Kill him," Red Viper ordered coldly, "quickly."

"etc!"

Fogg suddenly spoke up and stopped his men who were about to take action.

The Wanderer stepped forward.

"You dare to come to save her at this time, which shows that you are a good man." Fogg looked at Rolf's back, "Let her go, I won't kill you."

Katherine has quite a few loyal men.

Pity.

But Rolf stood there, as if he didn't hear anything.

"Ferg!"

Red Viper was quite dissatisfied with this: "This is not the time to show off your grace!"

"We are not murderers," Fogg rejected him flatly. "The goal has been achieved, the overall situation has been decided, and there is no need to shed more blood."

Nekra chuckled: "It sounds like you were not the one who stabbed her in the back just now——"

"The reason why you can still talk carelessly in my territory now, Xiaohong!"

Fogg suddenly turned his head, with a fierce expression and threatening words:

"You are by no means eloquent."

Nekra's expression changed.

The warehouse fell silent.

For a moment, Red Viper's eyes flashed fiercely, and his men were ready for another fight.

But in the end, Nekra took a deep breath and looked at the silent man in black:

"Now, you are the boss, what do you say?"

But the man in black remained silent, without speaking, and his eyes behind the goggles were looking where he didn't know where to go.

Red Viper frowned, but Fogg ignored the two of them and said directly to Rolf:

"My child, you are still young and have blood, which is good! Therefore, you are even less worthy of risking your life for such a dirty thing."

Fogg looked at the miserable state of the Phantom Blade and sighed:

"Even if you save your life, you can still seek revenge from me later."

His words caused a murmur in the warehouse.

"I just said, he is old." Garmandia said dissatisfied.

Leave your life behind and take revenge.

These words made Rolf's thoughts sink slightly.

revenge?

"Hey! Did you hear that, man!"

Red Viper called to Rolf impatiently.

This unforgettable voice made Rolf tremble slightly.

The area below his knees seemed to be aching again.

revenge?

His hand holding Kathleen subconsciously tightened, and the Phantom Blade groaned in pain.

Rolf slowly turned around and looked at Red Viper.

"Let her go, and you will live, and maybe you will be appreciated," Nekra glanced at Fogu and sneered disdainfully: "This is what our broad-minded boss Fogu said."

This scumbag, he didn’t recognize me.

Rolf looked at Nekra, his heart first filled with anger, and then empty.

After going through so much, so many years...

He doesn't even remember what I look like?

"It's a waste of time. Isn't it enough to just kill him? We didn't-" Sangare on the side protested.

But another voice interrupted him:

"Teto, is that your name?"

Douluo said in a deep voice:

"I don't know what your relationship is with Boss Kathleen, but... put her down and come back."

Douro looked around and said in a muffled voice:

"It's not worth it for a bunch of scum who are killing each other."

These words made many gang members voice dissatisfaction.

Red Viper thought: "Duluo, do you know this guy? Is he your subordinate?"

"None of your business, you scumbag."

Nekra asked for trouble and sneered.

"Put her down, mute! Don't go crazy!"

In the crowd, Tsimikas suddenly exerted his strength and broke free from Glover's hand in an instant: "They are really ruthless characters. If they are not bastards like me, they will really kill you!"

When the time comes, Boss Douluo and us as younger brothers will not be left behind, okay!

Tsimikas thought of something and quickly shook the shocked Glover next to him:

"Pang Dun, that's your brother, please say something!"

brother?

Feeling the eyes of the people around him, Glover's expression changed.

Damn it!

Hearing the familiar name, Rolf looked at Glover with doubts.

Now, the zombie can understand what he means without translation:

Why don't you leave?

Go away!

Glover was furious inside.

This damn mute, crippled, mentally retarded, bad guy - when they broke into the Fuxing Palace and were captured, why didn't the royal guards beat this bad bastard to death?

But there was no other way. Glover could only suppress his anger and respond to Tsimikas' request despite the unkind looks from around him:

"Ahem, Teto, brother? Well, I know that Boss Kathleen is kind to you, but... forget it, let's go home, remember? Home?"

Home?

Rolf was in a daze.

Home.

He suddenly remembered another place.

That's the manor of Kevin Deere's family, the basement of the vampires.

At that time, he was tightly bound in shackles and became their blood supply, unable to survive or die.

His only companion was despair.

Until the arrival of the boy.

[So, are you willing to break free from this shackles? 】

shackles?

Rolf took a shaky breath.

Seeing that he didn't move, Fogg's tone slowly became serious: "Put her down, young man."

Put her down?

Rolf lowered his head again, looking at the eldest sister in his arms, the Phantom Blade, Kathleen, and... the person who might have betrayed him.

At this moment, he became the focus of the field. The man in black, Nekra, Fogg, Duro, Glover, Tsimikas - everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Put her down.

As long as he puts her down, he can survive.

lay down?

The next second, Rolf walked towards the wall.

The surrounding gang members were nervous for a while, but Fogg made a gesture to calm them down.

Glover in the crowd looked at this scene, and even though he was cursing in his heart, he couldn't help but hold his breath.

Rolf was seen leaning against the wall and gently putting down Kathleen.

This made some people relieved, but also made some people slightly disappointed.

But just when Rolf was about to get up, the unconscious Kathleen subconsciously reached out and grabbed his wrist tightly!

It's like grasping at straws.

Rolf looked at his wrist and frowned slightly.

He gently grabbed the eldest sister's hand and slowly but firmly pulled it away.

"very good."

Fogg nodded, his words a little sad.

Rolf said nothing and stood up silently.

"That's right, I thought you were very smart, but in the end you are still afraid of death." Nekra sneered.

"You guys, go finish things off," Red Viper looked in Rolf's direction and lowered his voice, "Remember, 'Finishing Things'..."

His two thugs understood. They tightened their machetes and walked towards Rolf with unkind expressions.

"Hey, get out of the way..."

Looking at the people approaching, Rolf's expression changed.

The next second, he suddenly dwarfed and hit the first person in the abdomen with his elbow - boom!

His movements were skillful and his expression was calm, as if he had done this thousands of times.

"Well--"

The opponent winced and bent over in pain.

"No!"

"He didn't surrender!"

"Kill him!"

There was a roar in the warehouse, and another thug shouted, drew his machete and rushed forward.

call--

A small but rapid breeze passed over the thug's face, so excited that he had to close his eyes.

The next second, he was greeted by Rolf's side kick.

boom!

The second thug screamed, flew one meter away with the machete, and fell to the ground.

The clamor in the warehouse became louder:

"Damn it!"

"Dare to carry out a sneak attack!"

"Surround us!"

No one knew that when Rolf took action, his heart was extremely peaceful.

But it’s also extremely confusing.

Why did he take action?

Why are you asking for trouble and death?

Even hurting your companions?

For revenge? To repay a favor?

To put an end to the past? For years of resentment?

For an opportunity, a statement?

Rolf didn't know.

have no idea.

That woman, Phantom Blade or Kathleen, is obviously just an ordinary gang leader, isn't she?

She even betrayed him, didn't she?

And he, hadn't he decided to leave the past behind?

Hasn't he already traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, opened his eyes, transformed himself, found a new life, and is no longer the street gangster who could be excited by a few words in the past?

Not anymore!

He has no reason to save her!

No reason to interfere!

No reason!

Rolf told himself this, telling himself over and over again, in pain, resentment, intolerance, and unwillingness.

But just now.

just……

When he saw Katherine lying in a pool of blood from the corner of his eye, holding her mutilated body, struggling desperately and dying...

[Break off this shackles, and then, with this broken body, continue to struggle in this world and survive. 】

The boy's words echoed in my ears:

[See how cruel it can be. 】

Rolf clenched his fists.

Just now, just when they—whether it was Fogg, Nekra, Tsimikas, Duro, or Glover—they had different reasons, but they all wanted him to "let her go."

【Do you want to? 】

At that moment, he, Medila Rolfe, the person who had lost his legs, his past, and himself for too long... suddenly understood.

[Struggle again. 】

【Do you want to? 】

Rolf's breathing quickened. He raised his head and looked at the roaring Blood Bottle Gang members in front of him.

Put her down?

No.

He grinned slightly and smiled.

These people, these dicks, these rotten people, these...

What they want him to put down, what they want to force him to put down...

Everything in this damn world is trying to force Medila Rolf to let go...

Not her! ! !

【Struggle again! 】

Thinking this, Rolf took a step forward with a smile, slowly raised his left hand, and showed it to Nekra——

A middle finger.

Including Nekra, everyone in the audience was stunned.

Middle finger?

What's the meaning?

Only Grover sighed quietly.

"Damn it, I knew there was a scam," Nekra stretched out his hand to calm the clamoring gang members, and glanced at Fogg, "A person who is determined to die can't stop him even if he wants to - Fogg, Do you still want to show off your grace?"

Fogg didn't answer. He just looked at Rolf who was standing in front of Kathleen with a complicated expression.

Duro took a deep breath. He looked at Rolf standing in the corner, outnumbered and facing so many people alone. His eyes became more and more admiring.

In the crowd, Glover clenched his fists and pushed away Tsimikas, who was trembling and wanted to say something to him.

The terrifying killer in black still stood in the shadows, saying nothing.

"Fogg, what did you say? Still want to win people's hearts?" Nekra said with ill intentions.

Fogg frowned.

He took a deep look at the smiling Rolf and suddenly understood: the reason why the other party did this was very simple.

Because he wants to.

That's all.

And this kind of simplicity is something that Fogg lost many years ago and may never have again in this life.

The next second, Fogg closed his eyes and waved his hand expressionlessly.

"superior!"

The three sword-wielding gang members in the front row looked at each other. They looked at their unlucky companions, raised their weapons with vigilance, and slowly surrounded them.

Faced with the imminent battle, Rolf's first action was to bend down and touch his knees with his hands.

His knee was still intact.

He was closest to the flesh and blood of his legs.