Chapter 325
The crazy Higgs is stronger than usual, only Gerald in the third level is not an opponent at all.

Gerald sat powerlessly on the pile of rubble, his eyes darkened for a while, the human trafficker was on the verge of dying.

He stared at Higg's red eyes, and he stood behind him, with two horns on his head, a huge burning human phantom.

Gerald coughed, his arms drooped weakly, his eyes were slack, and he asked weakly, "What is this?"

If it weren't for this strange phantom, he and the black fox joined forces, not to mention defeating Higg, at least he could protect himself.

But if there is no if, [Ranger] is not a superpower-type profession, and [Dark Warrior] is on the side of strength.

In the case that the black fox who was stronger than him and reached the third level couldn't contain Higg, one can imagine his fate.

As if to vent the tyranny in his heart, the madness in Higg's eyes dissipated a little, and he regained a little reason.

He stared at the dying Gerrard, and said in a low voice, "This is the phantom of the god."

He also only recently learned this trick from Old Bill, which is a special berserk skill of the [Berserker] profession.

If this trick is fully mastered, he will not lose his mind, but will only become excited, but he will lose his mind if he is not yet proficient.

"Caro people?" Gerald was relieved and closed his eyes.

If he was given another chance, he would not come to rescue Matt, the strength of the enemy was beyond his expectation.

Higg learned this trick, which means that there is likely to be a third-order berserker of the Kaluo tribe among the enemies, so he will teach this secret skill to Higg.

The [Berserker] profession created by scholars for the Kaluo people has been developed to a certain extreme by them.

"Obviously, you're unlucky today."

Seeing the lifeless enemy in front of him, Higg shook his head slightly, turned around and ran towards the black fox.

Ordinary berserkers don't know how to use the phantom of the gods. Even among the Kaluo people, not every berserker can do it. They must be talented enough to practice.

This skill is not top-secret, at least people from the natural school understand the principle. Old Bill just taught Higg with an attitude of giving it a try, but he didn't expect him to learn it.

"Damn, did Higg go mad with epilepsy? Why did it become so violent all of a sudden? I was almost beaten to death with a stick."

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the black fox cursed loudly. Enduring the severe pain in his body, he tremblingly got up from the cold floor tiles.

Looking at the two bullet marks on his body, as well as the burnt skin, and the bloody tiger's mouth, the black fox only felt that he was so unlucky.

He was obviously here to avoid the limelight, but he was almost blown to the sky, was shot twice, and was beaten severely, with two broken ribs.

"Brother Matt, I tried my best, let's take a step first."

The black fox murmured to himself, picked up the big black sword on the ground, and was about to sneak away first, he felt that he had done his best today.

tom-tom-tom-
The ground trembled slightly, and the sound of heavy footsteps came. Sig roared, holding a mace, and came to kill here.

He looked at Higg whose whole body was surrounded by crimson flames, white gas was coming from his mouth and nose, and his eyes were scarlet.

The black fox's expression changed, and he was about to cry, but the terrifying phantom like a demon god behind the other party brought him a great sense of oppression.

He couldn't beat Higg in the first place, and now that the opponent has been drugged, he is no match for him, and he is already seriously injured.

Even if it is defense, it is difficult to parry the opponent's powerful onslaught.

Thinking of this, the black fox resolutely followed his heart. With a plop, he knelt down, raised his hands, and shouted: "Surrender, I surrender!"

嗤─
Higg braked sharply, sparks came out from the soles of his feet, and stopped 8 meters in front of the black fox, sizing him up with tyrannical eyes.

The black fox swallowed, and quickly shouted: "Boss Higg, you know that I am not Matt's subordinate.

It was my fault that I blocked your way with blind eyes. I surrender now. I hope you will see my past friendship and spare my life! "

He was a little uneasy. He used to hang out with gangsters on the plains, and he didn't have a good relationship with them.

Higg exhaled two puffs of white air from his nose, and stared at him coldly: "We have no friendship!"

After saying that, he raised the mace that was shining with red light, and the terrifying aura was undisguised, ready to hit the killer fiercely.

In this state, Higg is very irritable, impulsive and irritable.

The black fox's eyelids trembled when he saw this, and he shouted: "I surrender, I can join the Thorn Security Company and work for you!"

Hearing this sentence, Higg stopped and calmed down a little. Before he could reply, Garcia came over.

He looked at the disheveled black fox, and said indifferently: "Let's not talk about joining us in advance, if you want to survive, you must first hand in the certificate.

Follow us, to kill Matt's people. "

Whether to accept the black fox or not, it was up to Ren to make the decision.

The black fox hesitated for a moment, stood up, and said very simply: "No problem, but I hope that you can keep your promise afterwards and let me go."

People under the eaves have to bow their heads. For him, his own life is more important.

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On the other side, Matt and Per, running all the way, have left the street and are approaching the edge of the town.

Matt panted heavily, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe. As long as he survived tonight, he could make the Thorn Security Company retreat.

"Matt, shall we hide, or leave the town first?"

Peer wiped the sweat from his forehead and said softly.

Looking around at the quiet surroundings, Matt showed hesitation on his face, a little hesitant.

Just when he was about to say something, under the moonlight, the blurred shadows behind the two of them suddenly shook.

Swish!
A cold light emerged, and the sharp blade pierced through the air, roaring, and slashed towards Matt's neck like lightning.

At the moment of life and death, the drug lord Matt only had time to turn his body to one side and raised his arms to block his neck.

Puff, the knife flashed, blood spattered, and a piece of Matt's right arm disappeared. He screamed and backed away again and again.

Startled, Pell immediately turned around, raised his shield, and drew out the chilly silver-white knight's long sword.

He stood in front of Matt, looking at the hot woman in a tight black leather jacket in front of him, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"Hehe, not bad, the drug dealer scum, his reaction is quite fast, and he escaped my throat knife."

Bessie flicked Liu Hai, holding a scimitar in her hand, and looked at Per and the pale Matt with a smile.

Matt covered his bloody right hand with his left hand, looked at Bessie and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? Thorn Security Company should not have a third-tier shadow fighter."

Obviously, his information was outdated, and he wasn't to blame, Renn did it as soon as he got a move, and the speed was too fast.

"Isn't that what it is? Two handsome guys, let's have fun together tonight.

There are two of you, you can flank me one after the other. "

(End of this chapter)

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