Chapter 161

The middle-aged man riding a donkey outside the alley is, of course, Rolle.

In fact, when she stopped in front of the alley, the baby cat smelled something wrong and called "meow meow" three times to remind her.

Rolle and the kitten have an appointment. A cry indicates that nothing has happened, two calls indicate that something is wrong, and three calls indicate that there is not only something wrong, but also some danger.

Considering the safety of ordinary people such as the patrol, Rolle didn't scare the snake. He pretended that nothing had happened and came back here alone after he separated from the people.

He originally thought that the suspicious object hiding in the alley had left, and planned to ask the little milk cat to smell it again, and then catch up with the smell.

Who knows that the suspicious object was so bold that he not only didn't run, but also chatted in the box. He still didn't know which foreign language to speak, so he confirmed the identity of a foreign spy.

"Lay down your arms and surrender!"

Roared rolle. He also lifted the magic guide lantern and shone on the other side standing at the entrance of the alley.

The man was dressed in a standard black night clothes, and his face was covered with black cloth. He had a standard villain's appearance.

The huge dog beside him was ferocious and terrible. There was a sickle shaped tail behind him. He looked familiar. Rolle vaguely remembered where he had seen it. It seemed to be a demon with a high degree of danger.

"What is this? A miserable clawed dragon?"

The man in black didn't say a word and stared at rolle quietly, as if he wanted to see through his reality.

A moment later, he murmured in a foreign language that rolle could not understand:

"An ordinary person..."

"Kill him and feed you!"

He ordered to the dog demon around him.

The demon immediately gave a low roar from his throat and took a step forward. His figure suddenly turned into a black lightning and jumped up high. In an instant, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and came to rolle and the little donkey.

Its huge body in mid air, completely free from the constraints of physics, very unscientific rotation for several times.

Then, with the help of the inertia of the attack and the strength of rotation, its huge body fell on the ground, its bloody head hung deeply, and its sickle shaped tail tilted high and swayed left and right.

The throat also sent out a series of strange sounds like roaring and sobbing.

It looks a little like begging for mercy?

The whole process took place very quickly and naturally.

And I always think it's not rolle that he pleases, but the little donkey riding by rolle

Think again that the little donkey is also beautiful and lovely, with a round ass and smooth curve, you always think that this big dog is a bit like licking a dog?

Rolle motionless, nodded with satisfaction, and said to the man in Black:

"You see, your dogs have surrendered. Don't you surrender soon? It's better than a dog?"

The man in black obviously hasn't recovered from this shocking scene.

The scientific name of this demon is bloody Ripper. The danger degree is as high as 7. It is a very cruel and cunning demon.

Such dangerous demons are theoretically impossible to be domesticated, but the aliens who have been driven out of the continent by humans have a magical secret that can domesticate them and turn them into sharp blades in their own hands.

Domestication of this demon itself is very dangerous and unstable. It is common to disobey orders and often eat its master.

People in black are naturally experts in this field, so they dare to sneak into the hinterland of the empire with such dangerous and unstable demons.

But even he had to rack his brains to fill his stomach. He was afraid that if he was hungry, he would chew himself back.

Moreover, he had never seen such a obedient bloody Ripper, even those animal training masters in the village could not do it.

Who is the middle-aged man riding a donkey in front of him?

Seeing that the man in black refused to escape or surrender, Rolle was a little impatient. He took out his sword from his left hand and asked in a harsh voice:

"Don't surrender yet? Don't you understand imperial language?"

"If you don't surrender, I'll start to reason with you!"

If you meet a spy, you'd better catch him alive, and then torture him with salt to ask for more information. Therefore, Rawl didn't rush to do it. The value of a dead spy is far less than that of a living one.

The man in black was so drunk by rolle that he immediately returned to his mind, looked at rolle deeply, seemed to want to write down his appearance, and then turned around and ran away.

"Want to run?"

Lol smiled coldly, his sword flashed, and a sword cut to the man in black's knee.

The sword Qi hit the target accurately.

But the figure of the man in black suddenly disappeared, and then turned into a piece of wood and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Gee!"

Rolle was stunned. He didn't expect the enemy to escape by this means.

"I missed?"

"Is it because I wanted to catch the living mouth and hesitated a little, so I missed?"

"Shouldn't..."

He had never seen his opponent's escape before, which was different from the common escape trick.

The demons he met before, or the enemies, used the ability of space transmission when they fled.

At the beginning, Rolle couldn't do anything with this ability and suffered a lot.

But later he met many, and he found that as long as the sword was fast and sharp enough, it was enough to split space and kill the enemy.

After that, this trick was useless to him, and even made surreal anti common sense operations to kill enemies outside the dream in the dream.

The same trick can only be used once for the jumper.

But this time, the man in black did not use similar skills, but a new version of the ship that rolle had never seen, and it was inevitable to miss.

After all, a man stumbles and a horse stumbles.

Fortunately, the problem is not big

Not far away came a gunshot and several shouts:

"There!"

"Don't let him escape!"

Rolle smiled, so he didn't have to go over. The little donkey ran too slowly. After passing, the battle must be over.

Leave the rest to the regular army patrol.

He is not a reckless man. Naturally, he will not really act alone, not to mention the situation that it is easy to miss.

After all, I'm barely equivalent to a seventh level strong man. If a spy is an eighth level expert, isn't it very dangerous?

Of course, this possibility is very low. The eighth order legend is a precious human resource everywhere, and it is unlikely to be sent out as a spy.

So after he separated from the civilian patrol, he went to the alley and contacted the military with a simple sending device to let them search and chase him from the alley.

But unexpectedly, the man in black didn't run away and escaped from him, but he just ran into the man surrounded by the military.

"Say it again with the military. Be careful of this guy's strange means of escape."

As rolle said, he took a palm sized magic guiding device from his arms and gently tapped the surface with a specific rhythm to convey the information.

Although the distance of this simple telegram is a little short, about one kilometer, it is more portable and cheap. It is very suitable for urban patrol. The military has specially sent a number of such devices to civilian patrol teams to report the situation in time without iron and steel.

After sending a telegram to the military, Rolle came down from the donkey again, looked at the licking dog still lying on the ground, and whispered:

"Carrots, should be edible?"

With that, he took out a carrot from the pocket hanging on the belly of the little donkey.

The licking dog raised his head slightly, glanced at him, and continued to lower his head.

As a result, before lol fed the carrots, the little donkey threw his head off a lion and robbed the carrots.

"Eh? Haven't you been fed before?"

Asked rolle, a little surprised.

"If you eat so much, you'll get fat."

The little donkey ignored him and chewed carrots silently.

The licking dog didn't express any dissatisfaction. He still lowered his head deeply and behaved very humbly.

Tut Tut, it was licked to the end and had nothing.

After waiting for about half an hour, a small group of soldiers came running from the street in the distance. The sergeant rolle, the leader, just knew each other. They met each other several times before, and they hurriedly met him.

"Sergeant Shylock, have you been caught?"

Asked rolle.

"I'm sorry, counselor rolle, he escaped..."

"We have blocked him in a dead end, but he disappeared inexplicably?"

The sergeant said dejectedly.

Rolle could not help but look disappointed.

"Ah? Didn't it remind you to be careful and bring more people?"

Sergeant Shylock bit his teeth and said with hatred:

"We came to more than 50 brothers and three extraordinary people to help us. As a result, he escaped. It's really cunning!"

More than 50 people can't block one, so the cooked duck flies. These teammates can't carry it! I knew I had followed

Rolle make complaints about it in his heart. He took a deep breath and adjusted his mood.

"It's just that. Fortunately, my cat remembers his taste. Go back and try again."

The sergeant nodded helplessly and glanced away at random. Only then did he notice the licking dog lying in the back.

"Ah! This... What monster is this?"

"Nothing, just a licking dog."

Rolle said indifferently, and then suddenly hit a spirit.

"By the way, you can let this goods show us the way!"

Then he quickly ran to the licking dog, kicked him angrily and said:

"Take us to your stronghold."

The licking dog lay motionless as if it hadn't heard.

Rolle had no choice but to turn around and say to the little donkey:

"Come on, you tell it."

The little donkey cried loudly.

The licking dog jumped up from the ground as if it had been trampled on its tail, and circled around the little donkey again. It looked very lively and excited, just like a runaway wild dog.

Then it shook its tail and headed north.