It was already early in the morning and late at night, but everyone in Hopelander couldn't fall asleep. The cries, footsteps, and armor collisions from all directions were so clearly and clearly.
Several bell towers in the city rang one after another, red fireworks of warning burst into the sky, and a team with torches aloft walked through the streets, followed by scuffles, insults, and dull breaking sounds.
Ordinary people with poor and weak strength can only lock the door, block the windows and doors, hide at home and pray, hoping not to be affected.
In the first half of the night, some local hooligans watched the chaos in public security, took the opportunity to make trouble, robbed houses, smashed several shops, and took the opportunity to take away a lot of valuables.
However, as the personnel of the five major chambers of commerce began to set up and set up cards in the city, these gangsters would go straight up whenever they saw that they were robbing or robbing, and killed them with a knife and a gun. Troubled times use heavy code, and now there is no extra manpower to detain this group of pests.
Near the Nissos winery, Manda was sitting in a yard with a few younger brothers. There was a large table in the yard with a few roast chickens and wine bottles on it. Several people were eating meat and drinking wine.
"Boss, there's such a big noise outside, so there shouldn't be anything serious." One of the lanky little brothers asked while nibbling on the chicken.
"What do you know, the bigger the better." Manda picked up a drumstick and threw it into her mouth, her mouth full of oil.
"If we usually kill a little cub, and this person is still a little famous, then the industry guild will track it down, and it will be a trouble after all."
"But now, who cares about how many people will die tonight, isn't our White Nanissos family a lot of money?"
After speaking, he tossed a few gold coins in his hand a little proudly. For ordinary people, this is a huge sum of money. It is only after working in the workshop for five or six years without eating or drinking, and he made it in one night. It's here, can you be happy
Besides, no matter how big the movement is, their backers are the Nissos family, a prestigious family that has been rooted in Hopelander for hundreds of years, who would dare to touch them.
"Sure enough, the boss is smarter than us. The younger brother toasts you, go!"
One of the younger brothers hurriedly flattered, and the others also agreed and raised their wine bottles.
"Dry!"
Manda raised the bottle and drank it happily after a bump. They were rough people and never used that kind of small wine glass.
boom-
With a loud bang, the gate in the yard was kicked open, and with a burst of dust, the thick wooden door was kicked out all the way before it fell to the ground.
"Who is it!"
"Don't want to live anymore?"
The few drinking people slapped the table, stood up, and picked up the guy next to them.
A dark figure stood at the gate of the courtyard, his face covered with a cloth, which could not be seen clearly under the dim night sky.
"You're looking for trouble, aren't you??"
Seeing that there was only one person, Manda, who was still a little nervous, suddenly became furious, and picked up the iron bar placed at her feet.
The iron rod is condensed from scrap iron, with several nails slanted inlaid, the front end is thick and the back end is thin, and it is probably a mace.
Although it looked ugly, the sturdy weight was enough to shatter human bones, and the scrap iron mace was still stained with some dried blood.
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Bud looked at the people who were eating, drinking and enjoying in the courtyard. There was an evil fire burning in his heart. When the blood on the mace came into view, he couldn't help clenching his fists and making a gurgling sound.
"Ah!"
He shouted, also to strengthen himself, and rushed in, fear and anger burned in his heart like chewed ice, so fierce and cold.
"Where's the fool from?"
Several of the younger brothers saw him yelling and knew that this was a sign of lack of confidence. They spit mockingly, picked up a few guys and greeted him.
The half-person-high wooden chair slammed down on his head, making his eyes glow with gold stars, and then several iron rods slashed his shoulders, stabbed him in the stomach, and hit him in the chest.
In addition, someone kicked his calf with his foot, trying to make him fall to his knees.
The severe pain made the boy stunned for a moment, but the fear in his heart slowly disappeared.
It turns out, only to this extent.
Although his body was in pain, it was not unbearable. With the slow beating of the heart in his chest, he could clearly perceive the flow of his blood and the powerful power contained in his blood.
A burst of enlightenment gradually rose in his heart, and this feeling of power is so wonderful, no wonder countless people yearn for it and sleep all night.
The enemy that he thought was invincible before was now like a weak ant in his eyes.
He stretched out a hand, grabbed an iron rod, let the wooden chair fall over his head, and watched as the wooden chair fell apart and fell from his head.
One of the younger brothers tried to pull the iron rod back, but found that it remained motionless as if it had been welded by iron tongs.
Bud took it with him, and pulled the little brother with the iron bar over, kicked his leg bone to pieces, made him kneel on the ground, and then picked up the iron bar and smashed it on his knee.
click—
A few shards popped out of the iron rod and broke into two pieces.
Seeing the astonishing scene, several younger brothers present were shocked, and even Manda was a little hesitant.
Bud stared at the people present, his eyes burning, as if he wanted to remember these faces firmly, and said through gritted teeth.
"You, unforgivable, must all die!"
This group of people has not been doing evil for a day or two. At first, they were just stealing chickens and dogs and ordering things. Later, they slowly tasted the sweetness and became more and more courageous. They robbed others of money, beat and abused them, and recently even started a blood-stained business. .
The tragic state of Gretel before his death reverberated in Bud's heart one after another. He spared these people, but who spared Grete
It was not without neighbors at the time, but none of them dared to make a sound. Because they are the same as they used to be, they are afraid of calling for disaster and bringing disaster to Chiyu.
Since no one dares to sanction them, it's up to me to take the shot. Now, no matter how heavy my fist is, I can bear it.
Bud roared and rushed up, his whole body was exposed, his face was blood red, he grabbed a person, then threw it, smashed it heavily on the wall, and slowly slid down, leaving a pool of blood.
Then he lowered his shoulders and slammed into a person directly, only to hear the sound of broken bones, the opponent vomited a mouthful of blood, and then fell down.
Then he shot one after another, blood sprayed, opponents fell one after another, and there was a wailing and hissing sound in the courtyard, and finally only Manda was left standing.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Manda wanted to run away, but just after a few steps, he heard a screeching sound, and the thick wooden table was lifted by Bud, and then smashed on his back, crushing him to the ground.
When he struggled to get up, the boy with his face covered had already walked up to him, blocking his way out.
"Who are you?"
Manda asked in a hoarse voice, but one hand slowly touched the mace beside him.
The boy was silent, and Manda took the opportunity to pick up the mace and swung it down, smashing the boy in front of him.
Snapped-
The mace was held in one hand, stopped in the air, and then the palm of the hand forced, crushed the nails on the mace, and pinched the fingers deeply into the iron body.
Seeing that the mace couldn't be pulled out, Manda quickly let go and was about to continue to escape, but before he could turn around, a strong kick knocked him to the ground. Step on his hand and let him make a pig-like begging sound.
The teenager took off the mask, revealing a bloody face, he grabbed Manda's hair with one hand and let him look at him.
"My name is Bud, and I'm from Greythorn."
It was the same as the first sentence he had answered to Roland Hill, but the person who spoke was no longer the timid he used to be.
Manda looked at the familiar face and shouted in horror, explaining and begging for mercy, but the other party was unmoved.
He picked up the mace and swung it down heavily, blood splattered everywhere, and there was no life in the courtyard.