Chapter 64: There Is Nothing to Be Afraid of Anymore

Mike took a deep breath, feeling a little nervous and uneasy.

He paced nervously to the balcony, leaned on the railing to look outside, stretched out his right thumb and roughly measured the distance, and then retreated back into the room.

"The rain is getting heavier."

He couldn't help but whispered to his companion: "What if I can't light it then?"

"Impossible, this is an arrow smeared with black fire. Rain can't be quenched."

His companion shook his head, carefully separated the four arrows inserted into the quiver, and inserted them back into place again.

Black fire is quite sticky. This is done on a regular basis to prevent them from sticking to each other and not rubbing when they are taken out.

Mike sighed and sat on the bed: "I'm not worried that the black fire will be extinguished by the rain. I'm worried that when the rain gets heavier, I won't be able to see where the bucket is..."

"Where are the four pots of arrows, brother?"

His companion said unceremoniously: "If you don't hit a pot of arrows by then, then let me do it."

"It's better for you to come," Mike didn't care. "You can also take my bounty. To be honest, I don't like this kind of money."

"...What are you hiding, boy?"

His companion was stunned for a moment, and asked back in disbelief: "This is a full five pounds! You really don't want it, but I really take it?"

"What is five pounds..."

Mike grinned, revealing his buck teeth: "This is valuable stuff."

He said, pointing to the four pots of black rockets on the table with his chin.

With a grin, he leaned in and turned his arm around his comrade: "Hey, man, are you in? We hid this number...do you know the price?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and gestured for a five, and whispered, "Five barrels. If you want to join the crew, bring at least one barrel out."

"...You hid the black fire?"

His companion asked in disbelief: "This is a capital crime!"

"Fuck him, murdering the lord is not a capital crime?"

Mike took a sip on the ground and cursed: "Let our brothers do this kind of shit, old Barber deserves to be cut off."

"—Well scolded."

Just then, they heard a low voice.

They stood up vigilantly, reaching out to pick up the weapon by the bed.

But at this moment, an arrow with a burning black fire suddenly shot in from the window, setting the bed on fire.

The flames on the arrows were very dirty, giving off a pungent stench, and a steady stream of black smoke that was hard to open eyes.

"do not move."

The voice continued to sound from the window, and it seemed a little vague under the increasingly fierce rain: "You know what this is."

With that said, a strong and tall man in a new brown leather armor jumped in.

He held the sword in his right hand and held it high towards them. The left hand held a pot of quiver without arrows.

The next moment, another arrow was shot into the house. This time it hits the corner of the wall.

But the two people in the room were even more nervous.

This means that there are at least two people who came to attack them!

"...friends, who are you?"

Mike asked cautiously: "Everything is easy to talk about... Would you like to let friends outside come in to take shelter from the rain?"

"No, we'll go right away."

The swordsman whose hair was disturbed by the rain, but his eyes were not moved, looked at Mike calmly: "You said...you hid five barrels of black fire?"

"..."

Not sure which side this person belonged to, Mike didn't dare to speak for a while.

But his attitude has shown a lot.

Without hesitation, the swordsman drew his sword and stepped forward.

Muscles wriggled abnormally, and power pumped from the heart to the arms—

- A full blow!

Mike's companion was caught off guard,

Trying to raise the dagger in his hand to parry.

But just as the short sword was raised, it was attacked by a sword, and it swirled and flew out to the side!

"Well……!"

His right hand was directly numb, and he even felt that his wrist was sprained.

But it's the little things-

Seeing that the second sword was still slashing at him without stopping, his heart was full of despair.

Military Swordsmanship!

It's an army man--

The next moment, his head swirled out, slammed heavily on the wall, and his body fell backwards weakly.

"You shouldn't be enemies with the Lord."

The swordsman replied calmly.

Just then, there was an abnormal noise outside the window. A young man who was also wet, holding a longbow but without armor jumped in.

"Come on, old goose. Next place."

The young man urged casually, but his eyes quickly noticed: "Why did you keep a living mouth?"

"He hid five barrels of black fire."

Delicious Wind Goose replied solemnly: "Tie him up, replace him to torture him, let's go to the next place..."

"No, no torture, no torture, two soldiers!"

Mike saw that his companion was beheaded without making a move, and his voice broke: "I'll just tell you all! I've just been recruited for three months, and I don't know anything!"

"If you knew, you wouldn't be left to do this kind of thing."

Delicious Feng Goose sneered: "Do you really think you can get the money afterwards?"

Mike was slightly startled when he heard the words. fell silent.

"I never intended to, fuck," he pouted in a self-deprecating manner, "or would do such a thing...

"Tell me what you're saying, sir. If I'm on the right track, can you spare my life?"

Mike looked pleadingly at the delicious wind goose.

Delicious Wind Goose replied calmly: "If we can get it, we won't kill you."

"Three of the five barrels of black fire belonged to me. I hid it at the bottom of the lake in the East District. The stone near the west bank went straight down and was scattered under the mud. You can find it with a little searching."

Mike was slightly relieved and replied immediately.

But he soon saw obvious disappointment in their eyes.

He panicked.

For, why?

"Forget it, it's too troublesome. I don't have the time to find it."

Delicious Wind Goose shook his head and commented sympathetically, "It's a waste of time."

"I thought of a game that draws you a big circle and asks you to find someone, and finally finds it all in a corner."

The child couldn't help but complain.

"It's a waste of time, I thought I could save the time to move the barrels out... I'll give you the experience, kid. I'll write down this address on the forum, and whoever has free time will dig it. Gee, this digger It is estimated that it will be less than half a day to come out.”

"okay."

The wandering child answered happily, took the sword from the delicious wind goose, and decapitated Mike, who had been stunned until he died, with a bewildered face on his face.

Mike even died.

He simply couldn't understand why they were not interested in the black fire they were hiding...

"Oh, Abang said, it's okay to go up. The last place was brushed by her alone. You should go to the room and squat. Gerald should be entering the room soon."

Delicious Wind Goose patted the child on the shoulder: "Get ready to go, brother dei."

"okay!"

The child was refreshed and made a sound of excitement.

His concentration is high and his morale is high.

maybe……

"It's definitely okay to do your best to get some damage, but it doesn't matter if you accidentally kill that guy, right?"

The child glanced at the countdown to his own death, and said in a deep voice as usual, "As of now, there is nothing to be afraid of—"

"You're a broken jar, so you dare to say any lines..."

Delicious Feng Goose couldn't help but complain: "How about we go to K11 to eat barbecue together after we get offline tonight?"

"...Are you going to die with me?"