The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

Chapter 166: The curtain call of blood opera troupe

The head of the blood theatre troupe Wag Het was very tall, because he came from the poorest and backward of the nine free trade city states on the other side of the narrow sea. He said that the accent of Westeros is very special, making people mistakenly think he is a Unclear speech. Fortunately, his preferred language is swords.

Now, Vaggar is equipped with short swords, daggers and steel thorns, and full body armor. Except for the helmet and throat armor, he has iron armor tied to his legs to protect his shin.

Wagg Hutt did not intend to do it himself, he was fully armed because he was cautious.

The blood theater troupe kills countless people, and is also known for cutting off the hands and feet for fun. This cruel group style comes from Wag Hurt himself. He likes to cut people into cripples, for which he earned the reputation of ‘disability control’.

Wag Hurt was cruel and bloody, and many offenders were not in the minority. In order to fear people's reprisals and sneak attacks, Wag Hurt came out to do things and was fully armed.

Although he didn't have a throat armor, he wore a large necklace made of a string of coins, like a half chain armor made of coins. Coins are coins from all over the world, and he has a hobby of collecting coins from all over the world. There are too many coins of all kinds collected from all over the world, and the number of layers of his necklace is increasing. From the neck to the chest, the coins will rattle and rattle.

Now, at this moment, Wag Het's "Coin Mailer" is clamoring.

The faster the coin rang, the faster Wag Het moved.

Yes, he was running away quickly.

His right-hand man has four: a Bachelor of Necromancy Coben who studies the long-lost necromancy with living people; and a monk Utt who likes pedophilia. ——This Utt kills the boy every time he finishes, cutting off the boy’s little brother, and stringing them into a necklace to wear on his neck; there is also the lunatic Xia Gewei who likes to be a clown; one is named Fat Zorro Dothraki criminals.

Among the four people, Bachelor Cobain did not come out this time and did a living experiment in the basement of his villa; Utt grabbed the short knife of his brother next to him, and he was besieging the man in black named Will with his brothers, and the lunatic Xia Gewei, when he pulled the sword out of the wall, his hands and arms were cut off by the black Will. The black Will moved too fast, and Xia Gewei’s screams were not shouted, and the black line flew. Starting, cut Xia Gewei's head like tofu...

Xia Gewei hadn't fallen yet, and when the blood was splashing in the air, the other brothers had their arms cut off. Almost at the same time, their heads flew up, as if there was an invisible death sickle harvesting life...

Wag Hurt travelled all over the world and finally came to Westeros. He set up the Warriors by taking in criminals from all over the world. He himself was abnormal and cruel, but it was the first time he saw such a fierce and rapid killing. Five of the brothers died. Everyone had their hands and feet and heads flying, with black blood splashing in the neck cavity, and there was no screaming.

Everything happened so fast!

Xia Gewei is a madman with agile and precise swordsmanship. He has no reaction at all-defending or evading, the hands holding the sword are cut off, and then his head is split...

When Fat Zorro fell, Wagg Hutt made a decisive decision: Flee!

Facing Will, the man in black, the Flesh Harvester, Wagg Hutt felt fear.

Fear is a sharp sword!

Once stabbed by this sword, a person's combat confidence and courage instantly collapse and collapse, unstoppable.

escape!

Escape from Junlin City! Escape from Westeros! Escape Will the Man in Black!

Then Wag Het saw a bright sword light, the sword light was as beautiful as the stars of a summer night, like a flash of a meteor, Wag Het’s neck was cold, and the coin necklace hanging around his neck broke. Black blood spurted out from the wound like a sword blade, forming a small fan-shaped spray, accompanied by the sound of his collection of coins from all over the world, clinking and strewn on the slate floor, just like the notes played on the fingertips of death...

Wag Het instinctively stretched out his hand to cover the neck incision. This incision was very long, from left to right, almost cutting through the entire neck—then he realized that he had no hands anymore, and Disability Control liked to chop the hands. Enough for fun, before dying, I found out that I didn’t have my hands either... everything happened so fast, as if the wind was blowing...

The young man in front of Wag wears a half-faced silver mask on which magical energy flows gently like mercury, and his eyes glow like cat eyes.

"In the face of the world's disputes and crimes, there is only a holy judge!" said the young man.

However, Wagg Hutt could not hear him anymore. His legs were soft, he knelt down first, then pounced on the ground, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief!

**

In the fight in the narrow alley, the head of the **** monk Utt was hit by a gorilla with a mace, and his head burst like a water bag... The fangs climbed onto the back of the last mercenary like a monkey, taking a bite like a wolf. Going down, biting off the opponent's neck, in the night, the mercenary's scream was extremely short and rapid, like a whistle that stopped abruptly. Behind the fangs, there were a few mercenaries whose wrists and necks were bitten off.

Twisting a person’s neck and biting a person’s wrist are what fangs are best at. It's just a group fight in a narrow alley, swords are all raised, these ferocious mercenaries are not so easy to deal with stray dogs and wild dogs...

The gorilla and Will are standing. The armor of the gorilla is broken and there are scratches everywhere. The leather under the armor has also been pierced with many holes. The blood has infected his whole body, but he doesn't care at all, his left hand knife and left hand The blood has penetrated, and the dark blood on the mace is slowly dripping drop by drop...

The entire notorious blood theater troupe, from the leader to the capable generals, the most fierce mercenaries in the group that came together, was destroyed.

The **** atmosphere overwhelmed the rancid smell of the garbage dump, and the narrow alleys were covered with broken limbs. This is a small purgatory on earth...

The small figure of the little demon Tyrion slowly appeared in the alley. He dropped the dagger in his hand and raised his hand.

Knowing that there was no way to escape, there were still dark arrow stalkers aiming at him in the night, Tyrion took the initiative to show up to see what Will wants, maybe they can talk about the terms of exchange.

Everything is a thing and has a price! ——These are words from the little devil’s father, Tywin, and the little devil hopes that these words will be equally useful to Will. Will, let's talk about what you want, or just say a price!

This is in line with the character of the little devil, a fool would shout a few slogans of Long Live Kaiyan City for some honor and die, at least Tyrion would not do it.

Will said to Jacquen: "It's midnight snack time, let's go."

Jia Kun smiled and said: "Okay!"

The night and the blood were mixed together, like a thick soup, boiled the four mercenaries Tyrion and Boron in it.

Will and his party walked to the street, almost out of sight, Will stopped and turned around: "Little devil, please clean up the alley with your people, thank you!"

Tyrion's throat is dry, he wants to say to you, bastard, I'm going to split your head, but he didn't say anything, didn't move, until Will and his party disappeared completely...

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