The Righteous Player(s)

　　 Mike took a deep breath, feeling a little nervous and uneasy.

　　 He paced nervously to the balcony, leaned on the railing to look outside, stretched out his right hand and gave a thumbs up to roughly measure the distance, and then retracted into the room.

　　 "The rain is getting heavier."

　　 He couldn't help but whispered to his companions: "What should I do if I can't click on it?"

　　 "Impossible, this is an arrow dipped in black fire. The rain cannot be beaten."

　　 His companion shook his head, carefully split the four arrows inserted in the quiver, and inserted them back in again.

　　 Black Fire has a strong stickiness. This is done regularly and regularly to prevent them from sticking to each other and not to burn when taken out.

　　 Mike sighed and sat on the bed: "I am not worried about the black fire being extinguished by the rain. I am worried that when the rain gets heavier, I won't be able to see where the bucket is..."

　　 "Where are these four pot arrows, brother?"

　　 His companion said unceremoniously: "If you miss a pot of arrows by then, then you can change me."

　　 "It's better for you," Mike didn't care. "You can take my bounty as well. To be honest, I don't like such a small amount of money."

　　 "...What kind of life is hiding your kid?"

　　His companion was taken aback for a moment, and asked in disbelief, "This is five pounds! If you really don't want it, can I really get it?"

　　 "What is five pounds..."

　　 Mike grinned, showing his buck teeth: "This is valuable stuff."

　　 As he said, he pointed his chin to the four pots of black rockets placed on the table.

　　 With a grin, he leaned over and abducted his companion with his arm: "Hey, man, are you in the group? We hid this number... Do you know the price?"

　　 As he said, he stretched out his right hand to make a five, and whispered: "Five buckets. If you want to join the group, bring at least one bucket out."

　　 "...You hide the black fire?"

　　 his companion asked in disbelief, "This is a capital crime!"

　　 "Fuck him*, murdering the lord is not a capital crime?"

　　 Mike took a sip on the ground and cursed: "Let our brother do this kind of work, old Barber deserves to be cut off."

　　 "——Good scolding."

　　 Just then, they heard a low voice.

　　 They stood up vigilantly, reaching out to take up the weapon beside the bed.

　　 But at this moment, an arrow burning with black fire suddenly shot through the window, igniting the bed.

　　 The flame on this arrow is very dirty, emits a pungent stench, and a steady stream of black smoke that is hard to open your eyes.

"do not move."

　　 The voice continued to sound from outside the window, and it seemed a little vague under the more intense sound of rain: "You know what this is."

　　 said, a strong and tall man wearing a new brown leather armor jumped in.

　　 He held the sword in his right hand and raised it to them. In his left hand, he held a pot of quiver without arrows.

　　 The next moment, another arrow shot into the house. This time it hit the corner of the wall.

　　 But the two people in the house became more nervous.

　　 This means that at least two people came to attack them!

　　 "...Friends, who are you?"

　　 Mike asked cautiously: "Everything is easy to talk about...Would you like to let friends outside also come in to avoid the rain?"

　　 "No, we will leave right away."

　　The swordsman whose hair was disturbed by the rain, but his eyes were not moved, looked at Mike calmly: "You said... you hide five barrels of black fire?"

　　 "……"

　　 Unsure which side this person belongs to, Mike didn't dare to talk to him for a while.

　　 But his attitude has shown a lot.

　　 The swordsman did not hesitate, and stepped forward with his sword.

　　 The muscles squirmed abnormally, and the force pumped from the heart to the arm——

　　——A full blow!

　　 Mike's companion was caught off guard and tried to parry with the dagger in his hand.

　　 But the short sword was just raised, it was struck by a sword, and it flew out to the side while spinning!

"Well……!"

　　 His right hand was directly numb with great force, and he even felt his wrist was sprained.

　　 But it's all trivial things——

　　 Seeing that the second sword was still opening and closing, and cut at him without stopping, his heart was full of despair.

　　Military swordsmanship!

　　 is a member of the army——

　　 The next moment, his head whirled and flew out, hit the wall heavily, and his body fell backward weakly.

　　 "You should not be enemies with Lord Lord."

　　 The swordsman answered calmly.

　　 At this moment, there was an abnormal noise outside the window. A young man who was also wet and holding a longbow without armor jumped in.

　　 "Let's go, old goose. Next place."

　　 The boy urged casually, but his eyes quickly noticed: "Why did you stay alive?"

　　 "He hid five barrels of black fire."

　　 Delicious Wind Goose replied solemnly: "Tie him up, and substitute someone to torture him. Let's go to the next place..."

　　 "No, no torture, no torture, two military masters!"

　　 Mike saw his companion beheaded without a move, and was so frightened that he said, "I will tell you directly! I have just been recruited for three months and I don't know anything!"

　　 "If you knew, you wouldn't be left to do this kind of thing."

　　 Delicious Feng Ge sneered: "Do you really think you can get the money afterwards?"

　　 Mike was slightly startled when he heard the words. There was silence.

　　 "I never planned to do it, fuck," he took a mouthful of self-deprecating, "How could I do this kind of stuff...

　　 "Just give me a word, military master. If I get the right place, can I spare my life?"

　　 Mike looked at the delicious goose pleadingly.

　　 Delicious Wind Goose replied calmly: "If we can get it, we won't kill you."

　　 "Three of the five barrels of black fire belonged to me, and they were hidden by me at the bottom of the lake in the east side. The stone near the west bank went straight down and scattered under the mud. You can find it after a little bit of searching."

　　 Mike felt a little loose in his heart and replied immediately.

　　 But he soon saw obvious disappointment in the eyes of the two of them.

　　 He panicked.

　　Why, why?

　　 "Forget it, it's too much trouble~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't have the effort to find it."

　　 Delicious Wind Goose shook his head, and commented pityingly: "It's a waste of time."

　　 "I thought of a certain game that drew a big circle for you to find someone, and finally found that it was all in the corner of the corner."

　　 The child couldn't help but vomit.

"It's a waste of time. I thought I could save the time of transporting the barrels... Give you the experience, kid. I will write down this address in the forum, and whoever hurts it will dig it. Tsk, this digging. I guess it will take a long time to come out."

"okay."

　　 The wandering child responded happily, took the sword from the delicious wind goose, and decapitated Mike, who was stunned until his death, with a bewildered face.

　　 Mike didn't even stare at him.

　　 He can't understand why they are not interested in the black fire that they have hidden...

　　 "Oh, Ah Gang said, you can go on. The last place was swiped by her alone. Go and squat in the room first. Gerald should come in.

　　 Delicious Wind Goose patted the child on the shoulder: "Ready to go on the road, brother dei."

"okay!"

　　 The child lifted up and made a excited voice.

　　 His concentration is high and his morale is high.

　　 Maybe...

　　 "It's okay to try to do some output, but it doesn't matter if you miss that guy and kill it, right?"

　　 The child glanced at the countdown to his death, and said in a deep voice as usual: "By now, there is nothing to be afraid of—"

　　 "You are a broken jar, so you dare to say any lines..."

　　 Delicious Wind Goose couldn't help but vomit: "Or, after going offline tonight, go to K11 for barbecue, right?"

　　 "...Are you going to die with me?"