Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead.

Chapter 265 should be ready
The long sword was unsheathed and lying across the table.

Cheng Xiao looked puzzled at Engel, who helped him raise the price, and tried to fight harder.

But Engel just gave him a cold look, then walked to the safe and took out [-] silver coins and handed them to Cheng Xiao.

"The deposit is sixty silver coins. We will go to the ruins immediately after the rain stops tomorrow to verify. If the information is true, I will go to you to settle the remaining balance."

"My lord, I."

"you can go now."

Engel interrupted Cheng Xiao's plea, took back his sword, and pointed at the door to indicate that Cheng Xiao could leave.

Cheng Xiao gritted his teeth, clenched and unclenched his fists, and finally could only stand up and leave without saying a word.

No one can break the rules of the mercenary union, at least not Cheng Xiao.

The slender face looked at the staggering mercenary figure, his eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something.

dong dong.

Engel's big palm-like hands were clasped together and he lightly tapped the table.

Engel, who had worked with him for a long time, naturally knew what this colleague who relied on connections had in mind.

"Don't go too far."

Engel didn't want to meddle, but he also didn't want to implicate himself because of the stupidity of his colleagues.

The slender face of his colleague also understood what Engel meant, and said with a happy expression: "Don't worry, he is just a mercenary without a backing, and now he looks seriously injured. I will leave a few silver coins for him then! "

Engel said nothing, just waved his hands indifferently.

The slender face quickly rushed out of the door as if he had gained confidence.

Engel was the only one left in the room.

This mercenary who fought in a fight when he was young was sitting on a swivel chair. As he swayed slightly, he faced the lightning and thunder behind the window.

The light of thunder and lightning illuminated Engel's uncertain expression and his constantly beating right eyelid.

"To be on the safe side, it's better to keep an eye on it."

Engel suddenly stood up from the swivel chair, took his sword and rushed out of the room.

The streets of the small town at midnight were deserted.

The heavy rain poured down, and the sky and the earth seemed to merge into one, and scattered street lights flickered in the endless darkness.

Cheng Xiao, who was like a lonely ghost, staggered away from the mercenary union. He walked carefully through the empty streets, feeling the rain constantly eroding his remaining strength.

"Fifty silver coins."

"There are still 130 nine silver coins left."

The sadness on Cheng Xiao's face overshadowed the severe pain caused by the wound.

How can we collect enough money to redeem Lao Tian’s daughter before dawn?
Cheng Xiao was thinking when his feet suddenly slipped.

The whole person fell into the standing water on the street.

During the period of dizziness caused by brain concussion and severe blood loss, Cheng Xiao still instinctively pulled out the dagger and made a 180-degree sweep forward.

It is not uncommon for people to kill people and seize treasures because of their wealth.

Especially when he walked out of the mercenary union, the prying and inquiring eyes made Cheng Xiao wary.

The money on him is Cheng Xiao's hope and must not be lost.

Fortunately, there was no enemy, he was just dizzy due to excessive blood loss.

Cheng Xiao got up from the ground, and the sewage poured into the wound. The feeling made Cheng Xiao couldn't help but grin.

The injuries on his body are getting worse. On this bad night, he must deal with his injuries as soon as possible, otherwise he will pay the price with his life.

"If it really doesn't work, I can only sell the dagger."

Cheng Xiao thought about all the ways to collect money as soon as possible, and stumbled around looking for the drug store. Every step brought severe pain, as if an invisible hand was strangling his lifeline.

At this moment, the slender face of the previous mercenary union, with its face covered, flashed out of the darkness in front of Cheng Xiao.

His malicious eyes flickered in the heavy rain, seeming to see through the money bag at Cheng Xiao's waist.

Greedy eyes were fixed on Cheng Xiao's money bag, trying to take away Cheng Xiao's life-saving money.

Cheng Xiao stood still, holding the money bag tightly with his left hand, and holding the dagger in front of him with his right hand.

The money is his only hope to redeem the fate of his beloved daughter, an old friend.

He would rather die than give up this hope to these mercenaries.

No one on either side spoke, and the battle horn sounded with the thunder in the sky.

The slender face sneered and charged in first, waving his sword.

A brutal and fierce fight broke out in the heavy rain.

The clanging sound of metal continued, and the sparks reflected Cheng Xiao's unyielding eyes, and the surprised but playful look on his slender face.

The rain fell like sharp knives, interweaving into a tragic scene.

Lightning pierced the darkness, illuminating the cruel scene even more paler.

Cheng Xiao's figure couldn't help but retreat. He was seriously injured and couldn't bear the sharp attack from his slender face.

"Take out the money and I'll let you go!"

The slender face remembered Engel's previous words, and then lowered his voice and shouted.

Cheng Xiao didn't respond with any words. He was so weak that he couldn't waste any more energy.

Only the dagger that kept waving responded: No.

"you wanna die!"

The slender face roared, and the power that could no longer be restrained began to quickly destroy Cheng Xiao's defense.

The latter quickly fell into a disadvantage.Facing this well-known robber, although he fought hard, he was unable to cope.

He could feel the shadow of death slowly covering him, and the strength all over his body was slowly flowing away from the gap in his chest.

He understood that he was about to face the last moments of his life.

But even so, Cheng Xiao, apart from constantly fighting back and retreating at the same time, still had no intention of surrendering.

Bang!
The slender face caught Cheng Xiao when he was staggering, and kicked Cheng Xiao on the gap in the chest.

With this kick, Cheng Xiao was kicked all the way to the puddle of water in the distance. Cheng Xiao felt that his internal organs were about to be kicked out.

"You ungrateful animal!"

The slender face snorted coldly, holding the sword and going forward to chop off Cheng Xiao's head.

Although Engel had warned him before, his slender face was now a little angry at Cheng Xiao's counterattack.

After thinking for a moment that Cheng Xiao had no backstage, Slender Face decided to kill Cheng Xiao and end everything.

Just when the sword blade was about to slash at Cheng Xiao's neck, who was unable to resist.

A stone shot from the darkness towards the wrist of the slender face.

Whoosh!
Bang!
"what!!!"

The slender face let out a miserable howl, rolled on the spot looking for cover, and shouted loudly: "Who?"

"Don't go too far!"

A low voice came from the darkness in the distance.

The slender face knew immediately that it was Engel.

He grinned and stood up from behind the street lamp. He turned to look at Cheng Xiao, who was trying to get up with difficulty, but fell back into the water due to lack of strength.

"Humph"

Slender Face didn't know why Engel took action to save Cheng Xiao, but the situation was no longer suitable to kill Cheng Xiao, and then destroyed the body and wiped out traces.

The slender face slowly picked up his long sword, walked to Cheng Xiao, and bent down to take off the money bag from Cheng Xiao.

At the same time, he thought about leaving a few silver coins for Cheng Xiao so that Engel would not have any objections.

Snapped!
"Um???"

The slender face looked at the hand holding his wrist in disbelief.

The scarred hands were covered with sewage. If it was not dealt with quickly, then there would be no need to deal with it. The inflammation of the wound would be enough to destroy him.

It was precisely because of this information that Slender Face resisted killing the owner of the hand, Cheng Xiao, by holding his own wrist with his dirty hand. "release!"

With a slender face, he bent down and grabbed Cheng Xiao's money bag. At the same time, he suddenly shook the hand held by Cheng Xiao, trying to break away from Cheng Xiao's restraint.

Snapped!
Cheng Xiao's hand was like a tarsal maggot, tightly grasping the wrist of the slender face and refusing to let go. At the same time, the other hand also grasped the ankle of the slender face.

"You can't take it away."

Cheng Xiao's body trembling from the severe pain made a weak sound.

He managed to raise his blood-stained cheek, and although his eyes were dim, he still persisted.

"Mudlegs!"

The slender face was angry, and he kicked Cheng Xiao's body hard with his other foot, while cursing: "You want money rather than your life, right?"

"I will help you!"

At this moment, the slender face seemed to have forgotten that Engel was nearby, and he raised his leg as if to kick Cheng Xiao hard.

Another stone shot out of the darkness, hitting the joint of the leg with the slender face raised hard.

"Put down the money and let's go."

Engel's low voice came again from the darkness.

Engel didn't know why Cheng Xiao wanted money so much rather than his life.

Generally speaking, when mercenaries encounter this kind of situation, they will choose to pay to save their lives.

After all, if the money is gone, you can make it again, but if your life is gone, it’s all gone.

But Cheng Xiao's inexplicable persistence went against this nature.

This also made Engel's right eyelid jump more frequently.

Seeing that the slender face was still confused, he even looked at the dagger Cheng Xiao dropped in the distance.

As thunder flashed past, the flashing magic patterns on the dagger were also seen by the two of them.

Extraordinary weapon!

Gotta get it!
This is the first thought for long and slender faces.

Engel, with his face covered, quickly jumped from the darkness to Slender Face, grabbed the back of Slender Face's neck, and at the same time picked up Slender Face's sword with one foot, and quickly left the place in a flash.

What does it mean to have an extraordinary weapon that shouldn't be there?
Engel, whose right eyelid was twitching wildly, no longer wanted to think deeply.

He just wanted to leave the trouble of Slender Face as soon as possible, and he was thinking about whether to kill Slender Face to prevent the trouble from implicating him.

Although the relationship behind the slender face is his boss.

Comparable to what an extraordinary weapon represents.
Engel thought there was nothing wrong with killing off the elongated face to get rid of the trouble.

Even if you kill the slender face directly without disguise, there will be no problem. When the time comes, report it directly to your superiors and report the entire process truthfully.

Because this is an extraordinary weapon.

Even his boss's boss would never want to get into trouble behind his back.

The torrential rain continued.

When Engelti disappeared into the heavy rain with his slender face.

Cheng Xiao stood up with difficulty and stared at the rain curtain alone. His mindless robbery made him confused as to what was going on.

But this is not important.

Cheng Xiao silently walked away and picked up the dagger.

The magic pattern on the dagger was still flashing. If it weren't for this weapon, he might have died long ago.

Even if it is a white quality weapon, its sturdiness is not comparable to ordinary weapons.

Cheng Xiao inserted the dagger back into his waist again. After checking that the money bag was OK, he looked for a place to heal his wounds with swaying steps.

His injury was serious at this moment. If he didn't receive treatment, he would never survive the break.

At this midnight hour, nature exudes a mysterious and oppressive atmosphere.

The heavy rain poured down mercilessly, shrouding the entire city in deep darkness.

Cheng Xiao, who was seriously injured, struggled to walk on the streets hit by the heavy rain. His body was bent like a dead tree enduring tremendous pressure.

The injury became more serious, blood was dripping from his body, and every step brought severe pain.

The raindrops fell on his wounds, seeming to mock his ailing body.

He kept touching his wound, trying to control the bleeding, but his strength was exhausted and he could not withstand the ravages of the heavy rain.

In the dark rainstorm, Cheng Xiao finally arrived at his destination.

It's not a magic potion shop that can cure illnesses. Although the extraordinary potions there are useful, they are too expensive.

Cheng Xiao chose a shop owned by a black doctor.

He struggled to raise his hand and knocked on the small house that was filled with the pungent smell of medicine.

咚咚
squeak
The door opened quickly.

A cross-eyed old man seemed a little confused about how anyone could knock on the door in such bad weather.

The next second, the cross-eyed old man glanced at the injury on Cheng Xiao's chest.

As a black doctor who was born and raised in the town, he could naturally tell what caused the injury at a glance.

But it doesn't matter, he has money to pay to members of the Flower Guard every month, and not everyone has the money to use extraordinary potions.

The Flower Guards wouldn't mind if he made this extra money without being wanted.

Of course, the premise is that the dying person must be rich.

"This is not the porridge restaurant owned by Lao Tian, ​​the richest man in the nearby satellite village."

He blocked the door with his cross-eyed body and spoke concisely.

The richest man, Lao Tian, ​​often opened a porridge restaurant to provide free relief to the poor, and he was well-known in this area of ​​the town.

Cheng Xiao reluctantly nodded and took out the money bag. He was about to say something, but he frowned and put the money bag back.

Cheng Xiao took out the silver coin from the inside of his belt and handed it to the cross-eyed old man with a cold face: "I just need to roll up a tourniquet and styptic powder."

This silver coin was the guide's travel expenses that Qi Lin had given him.

This silver coin was originally intended for Wang Dali.

In the end, Wang Dali didn't want it, but now it became Cheng Xiao's life-saving straw.

In Doctor Black's shop, cross-eyed eyes looked at Cheng Xiao indifferently.

His eyes revealed an exchange of ruthlessness and interest.

He understood Cheng Xiao's situation. A simple tourniquet could only deal with some simple trauma.

Cheng Xiao's injury cannot be solved by a tourniquet.

But for him, money is the most important thing.

The cross-eyed old man said nothing, took the silver coin and said: "Wait."

Then turn around and enter the house.

And Cheng Xiao just waited obediently at the door.

He didn't want to dirty other people's houses with his bloody body.

After a while, the cross-eyed old man came back and handed over a roll of tourniquet.

Then, the cross-eyed old man closed the door again with a bang.

Cheng Xiao didn't say anything. He just sat slowly on the doorstep. Cheng Xiao, who was forced to buy the cheapest hemostatic bandage, began to bandage himself.

With trembling hands, he gently applied the bandage to his wound.

Even though his gut told him that this wouldn't really solve the problem, it was the only thing he could do.

He was forced to give up hope of treatment. After the bandaging was completed, he left the shop exhausted both physically and mentally.

Cheng Xiao's figure disappeared in the heavy rain, and his staggering back looked lonely and desolate.

"If you sell the dagger, you should be able to get two gold coins."

(End of this chapter)