perfect savior

Chapter 106
It was just dawn, and before the small vendors in Majia had their stalls, a small boat moored quietly on the shore.

The middle-aged man with a gray beard lowered the anchor chain, although his movements were slow and tired, but there was joy hidden deep in his eyes.

However, in the silence of this early morning, a person came from the depths of the port.

The gray beard glanced and smiled:
"Little Nine."

"Brother!" Muluoge still looked foolish, with a hollow straw in his mouth and a cloth bag in his hand:
"I'm here to pick you up! This is breakfast, your favorite dry-fried small whitebait."

"Haha, it's Xiaojiu who understands me." Greybeard laughed and continued to fix the anchor chain of the boat. Although he is now the leader of the Whale Gang, he was a sailor after all. He has been doing business on the port these years, and he has the ability to make a fortune. and did not fall:

"Xiao Jiu, has anything happened in the gang these days when I'm not here?"

"Really." Mu Luoge became serious, and jumped onto the boat in one step:

"Boss, something happened to the fourth brother, he... was killed."

"What!" Gray Beard was stunned, grabbing Murog's shoulder, and exerting force unconsciously:
"What's going on? How did the fourth child die?"

"Brother, don't get excited, we have found the murderer, but..."

"but what?"

"The identity of the murderer is too special..." Murog smiled wryly, and gently broke away from Gray Beard's hands, and put his mouth close to his ear:

"Boss, the murderer is... that person."

"Who?" Graybeard listened intently.

"I."

hum-

The straw held in Murog's mouth emitted brilliant silver light, which almost instantly exceeded the speed of sound, entered from the gray beard's ear, and turned the brain into a handful of mud.

"You...Breaking the Magic Needle..." Gray Beard opened his eyes wide, bleeding from his orifices, he couldn't believe that the youngest brother had betrayed himself and the Evil Whale Gang.

"Take a deep breath...Brother." Murog smiled and covered Gray Beard's mouth, pulled up the anchor chain, and drove the boat away from the shore.

When the land was out of sight, Murog let go of his hand.

Graybeard had long since lost his breath.

The idle young man touched Gray Beard's arms, and finally took out a compass.

He snapped it open and said coldly:

"Sure enough, it belongs to those pirates... Hey, so if something is wrong, the Whale Gang can use the fast boat of those desperadoes to escape?"

Murog crushed the compass and threw it into the sea, and made a big hole in the hull of the boat. He floated on the water and watched the boat sink with Graybeard's body.

"Everyone in Majia City deserves to die, no one can run away."

……

In the afternoon, uptown.

There is a deep well in the center of the upper city, and there is a water prison in the well.

This is a place where serious criminals are held and is heavily guarded.

An old woman in a black magician's robe walked in under the protection of several guards.

"Master Melyi, please sit down." The white-armored general asked the old woman to sit on the spacious chair, while he stood beside him to guard.

Not long after, two men were escorted up.

One of them was the master of the Whale Gang who killed Officer Gore while drunk under the high wall.

The other one is Tovao, a member of the Shahai Gang who failed to assassinate Loshuna.

At this time, the pair of suffering brothers and sisters were extremely miserable, their tendons and hamstrings were cut off, and there was almost no intact skin on their bodies, just like shrimps that had been peeled off their shells.

"It's the two of them, Master Melyi." The general said respectfully, and made a "please" gesture.

The old woman in black robe was no stranger to this kind of scene.

In the magical civilization, searching for a person's soul is regarded as the cruelest punishment and a violation of the dignity of life, and it is forbidden to use it privately. She was hired to do this, and she has seen more miserable wretches.

She got up and walked towards the two of them.

"Good children, don't be afraid, it will pass in a while, tell me everything you know..." The old woman's palms began to condense gray dew, which is the appearance of the soul after it manifested. These dewdrops turned into sharp awls, trying to pierce into the souls of the hapless couple to explore the hidden secrets.

However, the moment the sharp cone appeared, the two prisoners kneeling on the ground suddenly moved.

Although they couldn't use their hands and feet, their teeth and facial muscles still maintained enough lethality. Instead of counterattacking the standing people, they turned their heads tacitly, opened their mouths at the same time, and bit the opponent's neck.

With a click, their necks snapped.

Everyone in the water prison was stunned for a moment.

Killing each other at the same time is a job that requires a tacit understanding. No one would have thought that two people who have only met a few times would cooperate so seamlessly and rush to die at the same moment.

It was as if the two of them were sharing the same brain.

……

dusk.

Stepping on the orange light of the setting sun, the stooped old man walked cautiously among the wolves.

A series of muscular figures stood around. They wore the standard hungry wolf armor. Everyone was a knight with extraordinary power. The powerful alchemy weapons emitted a cold light, and the casters were hidden in the depths, and even had strange blood extraordinary warrior.

There were so many people, but they didn't make a sound. They just stared at the old man and looked at him quietly.

The old man swallowed, and his body seemed to be more stooped.

He followed the cavalry to the widest tent.

The tall man sitting on the military seat spoke, his voice faintly tinged with thunder:

"Are you the envoy sent by Losut?"

"Yes, General, villain..."

"No need to introduce yourself, you are an insignificant bug." The leader of the hungry wolf army sneered:

"I heard that you brought the sincerity of Majia City."

"Yes, General." The old man lifted the wooden box high:
"Here is the Golden Beard Mithril, enough to make five thousand sets of hungry wolf armor indestructible!"

"Oh?" The mouth of the leader of the hungry wolf curled up, and he finally became interested:

"Bring it up."

The personal soldier picked up the wooden box and put it on the long table in front of the leader.

"General..." the rickety old man rubbed his hands at this moment, and said with a smile:

"Once the golden beard mithril is exposed to the air, it will expand rapidly, please be careful..."

"Hmph." The leader of the hungry wolf didn't take it seriously, he had seen the world and used the golden beard mithril, so he knew it well.

However, it was this arrogance that prevented him from catching the flickering ridicule in the eyes of the stooped old man.

With a snap, the wooden box was opened.

The golden light shone, and what rushed out was not golden whiskers, but distorted space!
rumbling rumbling...

The powerful space torsion acts on the big tent, and it is an unavoidable killing move for the extraordinary who have not reached the level of "Knight of Calamity".

Before the smoke cleared, the soldiers of the Hungry Wolf Legion had already rushed here.

However, it was still too late, everything in the small area where the big tent was located had been crushed into dust.

Silence, long silence.

Finally, the lieutenant general wearing a golden helmet stood up.

He picked up the great cross sword and stabbed his arm fiercely. While blood was splashing everywhere, he let out a roar like a wounded hungry wolf:

"Tonight, bloodbath Maga! No human or animal will be left behind!"

(End of this chapter)