Treasure hunter, sailing on the blue sea

Nivik after discovering something was wrong with Alka's bed.

The moment he turned his head, he was greeted by countless clustered steel marbles spraying towards him.

He had extremely limited time to prepare, and the enemy's attack was too sudden.

There was no time to think too much, and Nivik, who was wearing clown makeup, suddenly twisted downwards to the side.

It is an action of turning the waist. The way the waist is twisted downwards is obviously to a degree that normal people cannot achieve.

The sound of bones crunching and colliding, followed by fierce exertion.

The extremely fast projectile skipped Nivik and hit the stone wall at the head of the bed behind him.

The solid wall almost penetrates.

Nivik, who twisted his lower body with an exaggerated figure, twisted back again.

Carrying his spine, it began to click back into alignment with his movements.

He turned to look at his left shoulder, where there were two round bloody holes.

The sudden attack prevented him from completely escaping.

Coupled with the fact that it was shotgun, he was hit by two pellets after all.

The clown's face became more and more gloomy.

His lower limbs exploded with force, and his thighs kicked his whole body like a sharp arrow, directly smashing through the window next to him.

Alka at this time.

He clearly knew that there were several people waiting for him outside the gate of the villa.

At this moment of uncertainty, it is not known whether there are still people with extraordinary power among the people outside the door.

Alka climbed over from the walled yard next to him at an extremely fast speed and reached the yard of the house next door.

"Woof woof woof!"

The sudden barking did not affect Alka.

He strode forward, using his hands and feet, and climbed directly out of the main entrance of the neighbor's yard.

A set of movements flows smoothly.

Even the guard dog, which was sleeping just now, just saw a black shadow flying past in front of it and barked twice out of habit.

The sound of breaking windows and barking dogs alarmed nearby residents.

At the same time, it also alerted the gang members waiting outside the door.

"What happened? Did he miss?"

While they were talking, several people saw Nivik falling from the broken window.

"Look there."

A gang member has discovered Alka, who is escaping not far away.

Several people looked at each other, and one of them spotted Alka first, and the young-looking member immediately ran after him.

Taking advantage of the situation, he took out a pistol from his arms.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by two old members just as he started to take action.

"Ahem, let's go together."

The two old members said and led the young man to chase Alka.

"Woof woof woof! Wuwu..."

The dog barked again, and the sudden whine came.

A black shadow also emerged from the yard.

But he crossed the several-meter-high courtyard wall by hurdling.

Falling on the street outside, the whole person was like a hurdle, his legs were almost stretched into a straight line, clinging to the ground, and he quickly chased after Alka.

The running figure is not at all humanoid.

"Let's follow him quickly!"

After hearing what the young man said, the more senior member said.

"Who can we afford to offend Lord Nivik? If you want to die, just speed up and catch up."

Looking into the eyes of this senior member, he swallowed and then slowed down.

The three gang members were hanging from a distance, and then they completely lost sight of them.

At this time, Alka had already seen the clown chasing behind him like a monster.

He held the gun with both hands and fired two shots in the back with his backhand.

With his right hand, he re-inserted the shotgun that had no bullets in the holster on his thigh.

He held the pistol and ran away faster.

The enemy is clearly someone with extraordinary powers.

I just don’t know if it’s through a magical prop or if I’ve become a toucher.

But no matter which one, it was obviously not something he could afford right now.

His purpose is clear now.

Just want to get to the city gate quickly.

I have lived here for several days and have a certain understanding of this city.

As a tourist city.

There is no curfew at all, nor are the city gates closed under normal circumstances.

He had crushed the crystal flakes.

Andre and the others, who should be preparing to explore the location now, should have received their distress signal.

What he needs to do now is to hold on until they arrive.

The rifles in the hands of the guards at the city gate should be able to restrain the clown behind.

A pistol bullet and spread shotgun.

Nivik, who was chasing Alka at great speed, had to slow down.

The area covered by bullet flying is very tricky.

Nivik had to stop running and jumped twice to dodge.

"It's a pretty accurate shot."

The sound of gnashing teeth came from his mouth.

At this time, his eyes were red.

I don't know when the blood hole on his left arm has completely healed, leaving only a thorn-like pattern still entangled on it.

After landing, continue chasing with a hurdle-like posture.

"Help! Killer!"

A sudden shout came from Alka's mouth in front.

The voice was loud and sharp, with a hint of fear and misery.

The sharp sound instantly pierced the silent night.

Coupled with the dull gunfire from time to time.

Alka's cry for help is heard.

A cruel smile appeared on Nivik's face.

Don't hesitate and continue to speed up.

He dodged the bullets fired at him.

Through the surrounding glass mirrors, he looked at the clown chasing after him.

No more.

We have to think of a way, the enemy is too fast.

If this continues, it won't take a while before we can catch up.

He reached out and touched his waist, and three metal cards made of steel appeared in his hand.

Stopped suddenly.

Turn around and throw it hard behind you.

Then he continued to run away without hesitation.

Alka thinks that his card skills are much better than his own shooting skills.

The two cards are like two touches of silver light.

It forms an arc and flies towards the enemy from the left and right.

for this peculiar attack method.

Although Nivik didn't see clearly what it was, he had no idea of ​​forcing it and stopped immediately.

Squat down and jump.

The metal card that arrived first passed directly under him and was nailed to the doorpost of the nearby merchant.

Another card came next, and Nivik in the air twisted his body in incomprehensible movements.

Watching the silver light streak across his throat.

The moonlight reflected on the card shone on his face.

This avoidance made Nivik frown slightly and no longer underestimated Alka.

As it lands.

"ah!"

The moment he landed, a card came from nowhere and was pinned to his calf.

"ah!"

The card he dodged was pulled back in a spinning arc in the air.

Hit him on the butt.

The two cards were embedded in his body.

"Damn it!"

Compared to the pain, the feeling of being played by the enemy drove Nivik almost crazy.