Assassin’s Chronicle

The third thirty-eight chapter big slam dunk

Everyone felt the killing of Anfei, and Nibson certainly felt it. He didn't just dare to dare to do it. He even came to the first place to be strong, and the backhand took out the long sword and stabbed the throat of Anfei. In his mind, An Fei is just a powerful swordsman. As long as he can subdue An Fei, he can control the situation.

A water-like swordsman appeared in the sky, smashing Nibzon's fantasy. Nibson is only three or four steps away from Anfei. Ernest is only ten steps away from Anfei, but Ernest The special sword was sent first, and only one sword, the Nibzon's long sword was crushed, and the blade's fragmentation was done on the wall and creaking.

Nibson couldn’t feel the pain from the wrist, the whole person was stunned, and the heads of the mercenary groups were also stunned, including Orsi, Tagore, and so on, even Alice was still stunned. It is. Although Nibson is not a top-ranking strongman, he is also a middle-level swordsman. He can let a middle-level swordsman lose his fighting power in the blink of an eye. He can only be a peak powerhouse. Big swordsman? ?

"Ah..." Nibson made a dying shackle, and once again spread his arms to Anfei.

Ernest had already recovered the long sword. He knew the fighting power of Anfei. If Nibson had a long sword in his hand, it would take a certain amount of time for Anfei to solve Nibson. It would be better than an empty hand. Even he would Don't mention Nanibusson if you have a headache for Anfei.

An Fei grew up and greeted Nibson. His arms were still on his side. It looked like a look of no defense. Nibson’s eyes were bright and his arms were around. He had already hugged Anfei. The shoulders. An Fei still did not move, let Nibson's hands fall on his shoulders, but at the moment Nibson was hard. Anfei took a step forward and the two men’s chests were about to stick together, and Nibson’s line of sight was completely obscured by An Fei’s chest. In fact, he did not look down. His eyes were staring at Ann. Flying face.

An Fei looked at Nibzon's eyes, and his right knee suddenly slammed into the ground with a smashing smash. The slamming sound of Nibson's body was smashed. And Anfei’s right knee is also hitting the part he wants to attack.

Nibson’s mouth opened for a moment, not only revealing the white teeth like a beast, but also revealing a trembling tongue. The eyes became round and the pupils were reduced to a point. His body was like a lobster. Bently turned up, the hands that fell on the shoulders of Anfei also lost control, and they were unable to slide down the arms of Anfei.

An Fei looked down on Nibson's curved body. Another knee hit!

The knee hit the Nibson underground, and Nibsson flew back involuntarily. A group of red and white things spewed out of his mouth, which was shattered in a violent impact. The teeth, as well as the tip of the tongue that is bitten by oneself. The liquid is blood.

An Fei’s figure rose from the ground and his right hand came out. He was pressing on Nibzon’s head and slamming down. Performed a less professional air slam dunk, and basketball is Nibson's head.

With a slamming sound, Nibsson squatted on the round table and splashed a scarlet blood flower. The round table was also knocked out of a big hole, a **** hole, and Nibzon’s incomplete head was deep in the hole. The body is spread out on the round table. There is a moment, no one is shaking, and some people with some combat experience know that this person has not survived.

The heads of the various mercenary groups splashed some blood on their faces and bodies, but they all forgot to reach out and wipe them. They had seen killings, but they had never seen such killings, and the flying movements were **** and elegant. Cruelty is full of the beauty of power. These make them feel shocked.

Anfei turned upside down. Gently fell to the ground and his eyes swept away. The faint look reveals a disgusting look. Nibson’s tongue is sticking to his shoulder, killing people and killing people. Anfei does not like other people’s body parts.

Alice didn't know where to take out a silk scarf and handed it to Anfei. Anfei grabbed the silk scarf and swept the memorial that Nibson left for him. He said softly: "Orsi, Tagore Can your mercenaries take part in the battle right away?"

"Exactly, adults, we have been waiting for this day for a long time." Orsi stood up and smiled.

"Yes, adults, you are here to wait for our good news." Tagore also stood up.

"Good." An Fei nodded.

Orsi, Tagore, and Aijie Lazi and others were slightly headed, and the fish went out of the conference room. Affin's eyes fell on other people: "Do you want to sit here all the time?"

"I am willing to work for the adults!" The head of a mercenary group took a deep breath and hurriedly stood up.

"I am willing to work for the adults!!" The rest of the people woke up like a dream, and jumped up and shouted.

"Take it to me, go." An Fei said faintly.

"Follow!"

The outsiders are empty, the meeting room is silent, almost all eyes are on Alice, a white evening dress, plus the white neck and white cheeks, Alice looks so pure and spotless However, everyone’s eyes are more or less eccentric.

"Alice, don't you have to send someone to stare at them?" An Fei whispered.

"No, no one likes Manlin, I can guarantee this." In the eyes of everyone, Alice is very natural, without any uneasy look, smiles as always, feminine: "Not to mention..."

"Why, there are never fewer people who have fallen into the rock." Anfei smiled and said: "What about your people? Don't you want to come out and fall into the rocks?"

Alice squinted her head as if she was sinking something. Then she moved the chair next to Anfei back. After a while, there was a slight impact of the armor in the back room, and then a big man was pushed open. The door went into the conference room, and it was the general who was called Moroshasha.

An Fei's look is unchanged. In fact, he has already guessed that when Momosha met Alice, the possibility of two people joining hands was almost 80%. One was a princess who was abandoned by the Semba Empire, and the other was framed. The generals who have been killed by the family in the Shasha Empire are likely to hit it off. After all, they have too many hearts and minds of the same illness, and mutual hatred is absolutely impossible. If there is only one person in the world who can win the loyalty of the Moroccan sands, it must be Alice.

When he saw Anfei on the head, he couldn’t help but feel stiff. Then he thought of something. The tall body slowly fell down: "See the adults!"

"Is it unexpected?" An Fei smiled.

Momosha is silent, he is not a good person, if he can say something to Ah Fei here. Then he is not a Moroccan sand. Those who have the ability will always be valued by others. If you add the relationship, you will be greeted, and the Moroccan sands will be the generals of the right party. How can it fall into the situation where such a family is broken?

He didn't want to say anything, and he didn't bother to say anything. After fleeing the Semba Empire, he went straight to the town of Moramachi, and he was ready to find a home for himself. Only when he died in Moramaz town would he show his heart, but unfortunately his fate was completely changed after he met Alice and recognized Alice’s identity.

Will the death of the town of Moramac, the liberty of the big men who have given the wrong order? will not! Will the death of Mintel in the town of Moramaz be punished? will not! The war died in the town of Moramarc. Will you wash your own crimes? Not even more! On the contrary, his death will make some people feel relieved, because it is no longer possible to reverse the case!

Since no one is willing to listen to their own grievances, why not express their will on their own swords? to make. Killing one enemy under the sword will make you stand up and lose, but it is just a death. He has already died once, what are you afraid of?

Under the persuasion of Alice, Morogosha gradually changed his mind, so he will have a glimpse of the present. But that's it, he won't do more for Anfei.

After a moment of silence, An Fei’s gaze slowly moved away from the Moroccan sands: “Ozgucci, take your local people to prison, if they don’t let you in, then kill them.”

"Adult, that Hin Peila..."

"She is a smart person. After waiting in the town, she will understand who I am." An Fei said slowly: "She won't be right with us."

"Adult. I mean, if those guards use Xinpela to swear at me. What should I do?" Ozchic saw that Anfei had some interest in the Xinpela, so he was afraid of an accident.

"No, Hin Peila is a high-ranking swordsman, or their deputy head. It is really dangerous. They may also want to be protected by Hinpela." Anfei laughed.

"...If there is an accident?" Ozkuqi still does not trust, even if there is no credit, can not let Anfei resent, after all, their previous contacts are not very pleasant.

"That is the life of Hin Pella is not good, go." An Fei waved his hand.

"Follow!" Ozcucci smiled and turned and walked out of the meeting room.

"Alice, take me to Manlin. At this time, I should have met him." Anfei laughed.

“Morocco Sanda can do this for you.”

"No, I have to go by myself." An Fei refused Alice.