They all call me master.

Chapter 873: Pretender VIII

Whoosh!
puff!
A crossbow arrow hit the laughing pursuer. The arrow entered his throat and came out from the back of his neck, raising a cloud of blood mist.

"Uh, uh!"

The pursuer, who was still smiling, now had a dim look in his eyes and couldn't even utter a complete word.

Then, he fell to the ground with a thud, lifeless.

And there is more than just one such crossbow.

Whoosh, whoosh!
Another four or five arrows were shot out.

Two or three more pursuers fell to the ground.

As for the arrow that missed, it pierced the wooden stake next to Pester Hamlet.

chop!
hum!
The arrow was still trembling, and Bistry was stunned, but continued to crawl.

And the arrows continued.

Bistry didn't know where the arrow came from.

He just knew that if he wanted to live, he had to leave quickly.

Soon, the smell of the sea became strong.

At the end of the passage, the 'door' was opened.

There stood a woman with a crossbow in her hands.

The woman was thin, with rough and dark skin, and looked like a peasant woman who did heavy labor, but the crossbow in her hand made her image look strange.

"come over!"

The other party said in a commanding tone.

After looking at the crossbow in the other person's hand, Bistry walked over obediently.

The other party looked at Bistry with scrutiny in his eyes.

Then, there was a lot of doubt.

"I'm Del's boss."

Del, Bistry's first civilian friend, had just died at his wedding.

When he thought of this friend, a complex expression appeared in Bistry's eyes and on his face.

“Tsk, aren’t you wondering why he betrayed you, and then stopped those pursuers—didn’t Tita just tell you that Kaka was caught?

Do not!
To be precise, I caught Kaka and gave it to Mr. Barrow."

The woman sneered.

Anger flashed in Bistry's pale golden eyes, and his fists were clenched tighter.

"how?

Want to hit me?
Or kill me?"

The woman sneered even more fiercely, and that smile was like a wolf on a winter night, staring at you, opening its mouth and exhaling.

"why?"

Bistry inquired.

There was a tremor in his voice.

The young lion was very puzzled. The other party was obviously Del's boss, so why did he do such a thing?

However, just as these words came out of her mouth, the woman raised the crossbow and aimed the arrow directly at Petteri, and then hit Petteri's throat.

The cold touch made the old lion cub's brain go blank instantly. His muscles tensed up and his palms trembled involuntarily.

This look made the woman laugh out loud.

"Hahaha!

That's it?

That's it? "

The woman whispered continuously, like a question, or like she was talking to herself. The words she spoke afterwards were like a string of cannonballs, shocking Bistry.

“I am Del’s boss, and Del is my most outstanding subordinate, as is Tita and the monkey who just died.

I picked them all up. We were lingering in the dock area, doing some shameful things, and one day Del suddenly told me that he had found a big fat sheep.

The kind of fat sheep that you can tell is oozing with oil just by looking at it.

He decided to test the other party carefully, and if there was no danger, he would tie up this big fat sheep.

The plan went smoothly.

The big fat sheep was not on guard at all.

In other words, he didn't know what it meant to be on guard. Del didn't really use his skills to deal with this big fat sheep in just one week.

However, Del hesitated at this time.

You know what Del said to me when he came back?"

The woman stared at Bistry and asked fiercely.

When Bistry came back to his senses, a look even more terrifying than the woman opposite him appeared in her light golden eyes. That look was like that of a ferocious beast, ready to devour anyone.

"say what?"

Bistry asked through clenched teeth.

“He said he quit!
He said he was quitting!
He said he couldn’t do that to his friends!”

The woman's voice gradually became higher, and finally, it sounded like a howl.

She questioned the old lion's cub.

“I raised him for ten years!
You've only been with him for a week!
He actually betrayed me because of you!
Not only him, but also that bastard Tita. That bastard actually treats you as a friend - a friend of a friend is also a friend.

What do they know?
They are just like me, scumbags from the streets!
Bastards don't deserve friends!"

While howling, the woman pulled the trigger.

Whoosh!
puff!
The crossbow arrow grazed Bistry's neck and directly hit the pursuer who came out of the passage.

The woman lowered the crossbow, stepped on it with her foot, and began to load arrows, muttering to herself.

"Bastards will always be bastards!"

Bistry stood there, looking at the woman. The ferocity in his eyes had long disappeared, replaced by confusion.

"Ah!

Offal is still offal!
But the bastards also have their own rules - that bastard Barrow promised me not to hurt Del, and he broke his promise, so I will make him pay the price.

get out!

I don’t know who you are or what you did, but it’s enough that you ran away and Barrow is very upset.”

The woman loaded her arrows and took out a barrel of gunpowder from the side.

Under the moonlight, there was only determination left in the woman's eyes.

A ferocious wolf in a winter night doesn't know how to retreat.

She didn't understand the friendship of the wolf cubs.

All she knew was that the wolf cub was dead.

Then she would have to avenge the wolf cub.

Originally, she thought that she could lead the wolf cub to carve out a piece of territory in the dock area, so that the wolf cub and the smaller wolf cubs would not have to starve or be bullied. However, the sudden appearance of the big fat sheep disrupted her plan, and even made her wolf cub learn to show his teeth at her.

Of course she had to teach the wolf cub a lesson.

But she was just teaching.

She didn't want the wolf cub to die.

She pulled off her sleeve, wrapped it around the arrow, and lit it.

She took a deep breath and kicked over the powder keg.

Wheels, wheels!
The powder keg rolled in.

She pulled the trigger—

boom!
The secret passage belonging to her and the wolf cub was blown up to the sky, and along with it, a dozen pursuers in the passage were directly shattered to pieces.

And herself?

His head was cut off by a long sword.

Unlike the soldiers just now, the one who took action was a mysterious person.

The man's wide robe covered his body and his hood hid his face. He didn't even look at the woman, but just stared at Bistrie and spoke softly.

"My Lord, how long are you going to play around?
Do you think these people can stop me?

Or do you think your disguise can fool me?"

Looking at Bistry's poor disguise, the mysterious person almost laughed out loud.

Then, this mysterious person reached out his hand and grabbed Bistry without any hesitation.

There's nothing to be wary of.

As we all know, the young cub of the old lion is not particularly talented. Although he is not a complete "dud", he is almost there.

So, what is there to worry about?

(End of this chapter)