Chapter 481

At night, a small town shrouded in war.

Jenna leans against the cold wall and walks on tiptoe in the dark alley. According to the sound from one side of the street, she keeps approaching.

1、 Two, three, four.

There are four on the other side and two on the run. They are turning to the north. One of the pursuers with heavy feet should be the leader.

Seeing the fire at the entrance of the alley getting brighter and brighter, Jenna held her breath and slowly pulled out the knife.

Suddenly, several mercenaries with spears and halberds ran by. Her eyes shrank, and then she stepped out.

The long knife made an arc in the air, and the two heads flew up directly, with blood like pillars.

The footstep does not stop, passes these two bodies which have not fallen down, the long knife stabs to that tall figure directly.

AIDS——

The long sword cut through the steel armor and inserted it, which made the mercenary leader feel cold at his waist. He turned angrily and drew a fierce arc with the long halberd in his hand.

But Jenna's sharp escape, this sweep also fell in the air.

"It's you?"

Soon, the mercenary leader recognized the girl.

Jenna didn't answer with nonsense. She knew that she didn't have much time. Once the other party's reinforcements came, she could only escape like last time.

In silence, the long sword cuts at this person again.

But it didn't go as well this time. The Mercenary Captain may be of average rank, but he is full of experience. He sold a flaw with a small injury on his arm and hit Jenna's belly with one punch.

The sharp pain from her abdomen made her mouth bleed and her internal organs burn like fire, but she still didn't give up. Taking advantage of the gap, she cut down the remaining mercenary to prevent her from going out to report.

Then hold the sword tightly again, the magic in the core flows in the body and blade body, and the light ice blue light emerges in the pupil of the eye.

"Oh, it seems that I underestimated you before." The Mercenary Captain locked his waist muscles to prevent blood loss, and his face was ferocious.

"Frost."

Jena thought silently in her heart, the white frost gradually covered the blade, and the wound on her body also felt cool. This was not healing, but stopping the bleeding wound for a short time.

She stepped heavily on the ground and shot like an arrow. Just as the other side was waiting for her and sweeping with the halberd, Jenna avoided the waving halberd with an unimaginable move, and then crossed each other.

"How... How possible."

The mercenary leader knelt down on the ground with a look of astonishment, and then his eyes slowly lost their luster. Until his death, he did not understand why the girl had grown up so fast without seeing her in just a few days.

And through the man's side of Jenna is the long knife pestle on the ground, gasping, pale, bloodless. That kind of action just now has a great load on the body. It can be said that it is also a desperate gamble. Fortunately, the mercenary leader has no extraordinary cards, and he was killed after all.

After a few seconds' rest, Jenna, who had been slightly relieved, stood up, picked up the long knife, turned and looked at the mercenary leader who was lying in a pool of blood. Her upper and lower body had been separated, and the wound on her waist was still covered with white frost.

As students of ermenas, they are taught by world-class teachers. They are well-informed and may not have any outstanding points. However, they have few weaknesses and will more or less prepare some means to deal with critical situations.

These soft power and underwater knowledge are difficult for many ordinary people to obtain.

"Rest in peace."

The blood on the blade condenses into ice, and then she throws it down. Jenna puts away her long knife and disappears into the shadow of the street corner.

The first time she killed someone, her dark brown cloak was dyed red by blood. Walking in the street without people, she breathed the night air, and her heart was calm.

There's no such thing as panic and disgust as outsiders say. Maybe life itself likes fighting and killing.

She hopes her hometown, this country, can be more normal and better.

But these people can't be convinced by reason, and they have to pay for their cruelty.

Killing and deterrence became the simplest and most crude methods.

The girl was walking in the deep street, looking at the bright moon above her head.

Next to the house, a pair of young eyes looking at the figure walking in the cold street.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came closer from behind.

"Search and catch the murderer who killed the leader." Bursts of shouts came, accompanied by subtle comments.

"But that man killed the boss. Can we fight?"

"Well, although he killed the leader, he must have hurt himself. If he is really not afraid of us, he must kill us together. Hiding now only shows that he is not strong enough. If he doesn't kill this man now, will he wait for his recovery and revenge? "

The captain of the rigorous analysis, and then eagerly called the crowd, divided into 30-40 people team, blockade the streets, one by one search.

Although there are many streets and alleys in the small town, there are only a few main exits, and the people are moving towards the intersection quickly.

To see this situation, Jenna also quickly through, ready to break through the blockade.

A baby's cry was heard on the house, followed by the mother's panicked soothing voice.

After hearing this, a group of mercenaries entered the narrow lane, looked left and right, and searched for everything in the field of vision.

Jenna leaned against the back of a post and slowly recovered.

It seems that she has to do it once more, she thought to herself.

But the mercenaries didn't find Jenna. They were attracted by the crying baby. They went to the room, knocked on the door and threatened to open it. They said they needed to search the room.

The sound of panic came from the room, followed by the sound of breaking the door, the sound of men explaining, the sound of women crying, and the sound of mercenaries laughing and threatening.

A clever figure turns back under the moon, suddenly lights up a cold light under the dark cloak, and directly cuts two standing mercenaries.

Jenna rushes into the house, while several people inside don't react, another flash of knife light comes and directly cuts down several people.

"It's you." The team leader was surprised to recognize the figure in the light of the fire. Even if his face was covered, the knife and figure still reminded him of the girl he met in the village before.

Jenna didn't answer, but her hand moved faster.

"No! I surrender, don't kill me, beg -- "before he finished, the knife just crossed, he covered his throat and fell down, struggling on the ground for a moment, and then stopped moving.

Only the girl stained with blood and the young couple holding the child were left in the room.

"This..." looking at the fallen mercenary, the couple stepped back in horror.

Jenna threw out a purse and said, "get out of here."

"Coco is. We can go wherever we leave here. It's the same everywhere now." The man stammered.

Jenna took a deep breath and took the wallet back.

"I see."

Not long after that, the streets under the moon heard more sounds of swords and swords, as well as the sound of panic.