The Legend of Fatality

His heart was filled with clear and cold anger. He would not let them do this. At least no battle is impossible. If he is going to kill someone here, so be it. Whether it was his life or theirs, he had no doubt whose life was the most important, at least for him.

Slowly, he knew he needed to grab any small advantage he could. He unbuttoned the cloak, took it off, and pinched it with his right hand. Then he took a bottle of potion out of his arms and poured it on his cloak. Then he began to pull the sword out of the scabbard as secretly as possible, and he was thankful that the magical sword slipped out almost silently.

"Hush!" Said the big man. "I think I heard something."

It's better to kill him first, Bai En thought. He is the more dangerous of the two.

"It's probably a mouse. They are everywhere in the city. Maybe there are some ratmen. I heard they had some problems in Heidelberg. Damn. I hope Harlech can do some dirty work himself, not in This night sent us out. I can almost smell the smell of winter. "

"Thanks to the great presence, you will live to see winter. And most people in this city will not."

"Okay, about this, Bain Fatalin is not sure. It depends on whether I can catch him. I want him to pay a heavy price to keep me awake. If not for him, I can Sleep with a red rose brothel in a warm bed. "

"There will be enough time in the future. Once the business is done."

"Yeah, if we don't go after the dwarf. I heard that he is a terrible bastard."

"Poisonous knives are the same to him and to anyone," the big man said. His voice sounded like he was about to pounce on Bai En now.

As soon as he mentioned the word poison, Bai En frowned. He has entered the assassination state and can launch attacks at any time. The word poison made him not want to take risks, but he didn't want to give each other any chance. He can't afford both. Even the slightest mistake may be his last mistake. His knuckles clasped the cloak tightly. It's almost time.

"If it's not foggy, I'm waiting across from the hotel and opening a hole for him with a crossbow." The fat man said.

"How could you do this without being discovered?" The big man asked. His shadow is now in front of Bai En. "That's the kind of stupid idea, that's what I want--"

Bai En jumped out of the hiding place and threw out the cloak. When he threw it out and covered the big man's head, it churned out. When he was caught in the cloak, Bai En swooped quickly. His sword just stabbed through the belly of the big man and came out of his back. Bai En twisted it while pulling out the sword. The poison, he thought, was full of despair and anger. Want to use poison to deal with me, don't you? The man's screams rang through the night sky.

His partner may be fat, but he ...

Run fast. He swooped almost instinctively, and Bai En jumped back quickly before avoiding the knife. He wasn't sure, but he thought he saw a sticky black substance on the blade.

The big man fell forward. His weight twisted the sword out of Bai En's hand. Damn, he thought, he was too greedy and wanted to cause enough pain before the big man died.

Things did not go according to plan. He quickly backed away, staring at the outline of the fat man while groping for his sacrificial knife. He didn't want to risk being cut by that weapon.

"You **** bastard! Now it seems that you've got Sergey done. Okay, it doesn't matter. The meaning of this sentence is that when I bring your head to the adult, I will get more He is favored by more compensation. "

When Bai En pulled the sacrificial knife out of the scabbard, he touched his magic musket. He regretted not filling this musket in advance in the city. But now he has a chance, albeit slim. The fat man was holding the knife in a very professional pose.

Bai En is a mage, but he also uses the sacrificial knife professionally, even more professionally than that sword, but he has no experience with anything else. The last time he met the assassin was in the hotel room of Realmas, he was almost killed by the assassin.

On the other hand, he thought, this assassin was to keep a distance from him. Withdrew from the thing, he has killed two people with the thing, and now may be a good time to try three kills.

He was going to recite the mantra, but the first word hadn't been spit out of his mouth yet, so it was convenient for him to bully him. Bai En had to go back and stop chanting mantras. Damn, someone here knows his identity. This is not surprising, anyone who wants to investigate him will know that he is a mage. But the current situation embarrassed him.

The opponent moves quickly in the dark, he will rush to interfere when he has any casting action, he dare not make too much action, because he can not confirm whether the opponent is feinting. And he can't afford the consequences of any mistakes.

Soon he came up with another way, although fighting against a professional assassin was really stupid for a mage. He retracted his arm and threw the sacrificial knife. Dealing with a moving fuzzy target in the dark is a tricky thing, even if he hits the other party, he knows it won't work. All he did was disarm himself.

The man lowered his head and avoided it, but Bai En was in a state of high alert, his thoughts and actions were almost one. Just when he realized that the enemy had gone astray, some part of his mind had responded, faster than rational thinking. It already knew that the assassin would be distracted in an instant, which gave Bai En a chance to attack.

He leaned forward, clenched his fists, and punched **** the man's chin. He knew that there would be at least bruises on his knuckles tomorrow morning. But this is not important now. If he survives, he will tomorrow ...

Worried about this problem. The man grunted and waved up with a knife. This is a real blow from a professional assassin. The subconscious counterattack can still be performed when attacking key parts. The purpose is to stab Baien's abdomen with a short knife and let the blade insert into Baien's internal organs.

It was precisely because of his prediction that Bai En was able to block the blow, which was not so much his judgment as his luck. He reached out and grabbed the seller's wrist with the knife. It was thick and slippery, sweaty, and Bai En spent a lot of effort before stopping the knife.

This fat man is stronger than he looks, obviously he is experienced in melee melee. So he twisted the arm holding the knife, trying to break free, and at the same time trying to hit Bai En's groin with his knee.

Bai En adjusted the center of gravity of the body so that the other party ’s knee thrust into his thigh, and then he did an unexpected thing. He twisted the body non-stop, while using the weight and movement of the body to move the person forward Pull.

The man fell and fell to the ground with his feet on his feet. He lay face down on the mud and pebbles on the ground. There was a long, painful sigh in his mouth, and then he twitched and lay motionless.

Bai En thought that this was some kind of stupid trick, completely ignoring each other's movements, and kicked him directly on the head. No response, but driven by anger, Bai En kicked his head again and again.

After a while, he realized that this person was not pretending to be something. He turned him over and found that he fell on his knife ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ On the surface, it was not bad. This was not a serious fall. The blade was only partially inserted. Under normal circumstances, this is just a wound, or a scratch, not a fatal wound, but the poison used by this person must be very powerful, because it must have sent him into Mole Garden, or any evil he followed The kingdom of the god.

The effect of this poison is now starting to scare Bane, and if he cuts any skin with the knife, he may die as quickly as the other party. Bai En, who was resentful, hoped that the evil **** the assassin believed would punish his failure, and then he recovered his reason and took back his sword, sword and cloak.

He hesitated, then carefully pulled out a pair of deerskin gloves, put the knife in it with a leather bag, and quickly searched the other person's entire body. No other bottles or anything containing poison were found. It seems that the other party did not apply this thing temporarily.

Then Bai En checked his things. He thought that the cloak was destroyed, but it was still not a good idea to put it near the killing site. You never know if it will be recognized as belonging to him. He crumpled it into a ball and also stuffed it into the leather bag, then quickly filled the musket.

He inserted the musket back into his waist and walked towards the night, walking fast and purposefully, trying not to look like someone who had just killed two people.

The person behind these two men can wait until he has washed the blood on his hand, he thought. He had better warn Gray Rogan that someone was hiring killers to hunt them down. ...

Of course, this is not to say that Guerrerogan would really care about this.

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