enchanting blacksmith

Worf Kingdom deserves to be the birthplace of mercenaries and assassins on the Green Sea Continent. Although the current national fortune is declining and the number of major generals is scarce, many civilians are descendants of the first generation of the army of the wolf king Lonto Gay. Not only did they not smooth out their warlike and bloodthirsty dispositions, but they continued to accumulate a sturdy folk custom. In the kingdom, famous iron-blooded corps continued to emerge in the kingdom, and assassin families that had been passed down for hundreds of years abound.

"Whoosh!"

Abby shot a slender iron arrow with her eyes closed. Abby has been immersed in the longbow in her hand for many years. The longbow has long been an extension of his body. Three years ago, Abby secretly sneaked into the palace of Kate Kingdom. After lurking for half a month, he finally found a chance to use this longbow to shoot and kill the three military hawks in Kate Kingdom in succession. After the mission was completed, Abby successfully escaped without any danger, and immediately became famous in the killer circle.

Now Abby is no longer satisfied with controlling the bow and arrow with technique and sharp eyes. He pays more attention to the cultivation of feeling, hoping to make further progress in martial arts practice.

"Snatch!"

The sharp arrow pierced hard into the wooden wall, making a dull sound.

Abby shook her head in disappointment, and without warning, quickly drew three iron arrows from her back and put them on the bowstring. She stretched the bowstring with her right hand like a full moon in her arms, adjusted the angle and let go of her fingers quickly.

"puff!"

The sound of the arrow piercing into the flesh came, and Abby's sensitive ears could tell that the time difference between the three iron arrows hitting the target was extremely small, but obviously such a result already made Abby very satisfied with herself. Abby tore off the cloth that was blindfolded, walked to the wooden wall and pulled out an iron arrow.

"Bah!"

As the arrow was pulled out, a stream of blood rushed to Abby's face. Abby wiped it off without hesitation, and then pulled out the other three iron arrows one after another.

Abby's archery targets are three naked living people tied to the wooden wall in a large font, two of them are middle-aged men about forty years old, and the other's eyes are filled with horror and dirty. The target turned out to be a seven or eight-year-old girl.Except for the arrow that deviated from the target and stuck on the wall, the other three arrows were all accurately nailed into the forehead of the meat target, and the three meat targets whose mouths were tightly stuffed with rags opened their eyes wide open. Cracked, death will not rest in peace.

Abby stretched out his dexterous and powerful right hand to caress the eyelids of the three people one by one, closed his eyes, kissed his fists and prayed for the three people. It passed through the chest, abdomen and thighs, and hit the ground tick-tock along the toes, and the narrow and long room was filled with a disgusting fishy smell.

With a fluttering sound, a gray falcon flew in through the skylight and landed on Abby's shoulder, its scarlet eyes fixed on the three corpses on the wall.Abby stroked the falcon's wings and unwrapped a narrow roll of paper from its talons.

"We've got work to do!" Abby said to Falcon, pointing at the little girl's body.The falcon let out a cry of joy, and pounced on the girl's body to peck at the tender flesh.Abby smiled and watched the eating falcon, and gently wiped the bloody arrow with a white cloth in her hand.

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In a mansion in the western suburbs of Dema City.

"Harder, harder, oh my god, I'm going to fly!"

A pair of naked men and women are tightly entangled on a large camphor bed carved with exquisite carvings. The strong man is lying on the woman's body panting and wriggling non-stop, and the woman screaming under him## ## The room shook violently.The woman's ten sharp nails scratched the man's back vigorously, scratching countless bloodstains on the glistening back.

After a while, the man let out a muffled groan, and thrust his waist a few times, and the woman also threw her head back vigorously, her body convulsed after bliss.

The woman has exquisite facial features, and her long brown hair is curled and scattered on her chest like a sea monster. She lies in the man's arms contentedly, stretches out her hand to touch the man's chest, and says softly: "Beate, my dear Brother, you are the best man in the world."

Beata bowed his head and lovingly kissed the woman's delicate red lips, and then put on a thin gauze for her: "Barbara, my sister, you are also the only true love in my life."

Beata went down naked to the ground, gently serving Barbara to dress and freshen up, and her fair face was exactly the same as Barbara's.

Barbara sat in front of the mirror and combed her thick hair with a white ivory comb, and coquettishly said to Beata who was wrapping around her waist: "That fat employer is really hateful, it's the one who gave the money to him From time to time, a pair of eyes stares at other people's breasts viciously, as if wanting to swallow him with a gulp of water."

"That's because my sister's breasts are so beautiful." Beata said softly, then put on an extremely sinister expression, and said viciously, "But I don't allow other men to have dirty thoughts about you, we How about going to kill him?"

"Okay, my dear brother." Barbara said happily, "I like that bead on his hat very much. After you kill him, use that bead to make me a beautiful necklace."

Beat nodded dotingly, and said: "Yesterday afternoon, the middleman gave us an assassination mission. The reward is very generous. After this mission is over, we will accompany you to find that bead. I can imagine wearing such a beautiful jewelry." The way it looks on my sister's chest, oh my god, I can't wait."

Barbara's face was a shy wine red, extremely charming.

After tidying up, the twin sisters and brothers left the bedroom sweetly holding hands. Under the exquisite wooden bed, the owner of the mansion had already lay down on the ground and stopped breathing. Extending to the outside, the huge courtyard is strewn with dead bodies, like hell on earth.

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On the pier, a bald man in ragged clothes carried a log weighing nearly a thousand catties on his shoulders and stepped heavily on the wooden platform by the river from the springboard.The big man is three meters tall, with a square face and round eyes, and his body is covered with lumps of flesh as hard as iron. Compared with this big bald man, Cannon and Amu are like two people who are still playing house. Like a child.

The weight of the log and the weight of the bald man shook the wooden platform for a while. The thin supervisor with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was leisurely picking out his ears. This vibration made his eardrums tingle. He slapped the bald-headed man a few times, and the ragged coarse clothes on the man's body were torn a little more.The big man was not angry, he just grinned and giggled a few times, and continued walking forward with the logs on his shoulders.

The supervisor continued to curse angrily: "If it weren't for your strength, I would have crushed you to death. I don't know what the boss thinks. Find a fool to do the job."

A luxurious carriage galloped to a stop beside the pier, the driver jumped off the shaft and respectfully opened the brocade curtain, a middle-aged man with piercing eyes poked his head out from the carriage.Unable to bear the smell of fish on the pier, the middle-aged man frowned and pinched his nose, beckoning to the bald man from afar.Seeing this, the bald man smirked and walked towards the carriage.

The middle-aged man whispered a few words to the bald man, and ordered the driver to put down the curtain and walk away.The bald man thought for a moment, then dropped the logs on his shoulders and strode into the city.

"Hey, idiot, where are you going? You haven't finished your work yet. Are you itchy again?" the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked supervisor shouted while holding a whip.

The bald-headed man suddenly turned around, his face was no longer as stupid as before, and he approached the supervisor with a ferocious expression.The overseer was shocked, backed away tremblingly, and asked stammeringly: "You, what are you going to do, you fool, don't mess around, you..." The overseer's voice was cut off instantly, The bald man had already pinched his neck and lifted him off the ground.The overseer's face was flushed, his hands were trying to separate the fingers of the bald man, and his feet kicked in midair.

"What am I going to do?" The bald man grinned grinningly, "I'm going to crush you to death, hehe."

The bald man suddenly exerted force on his hand, only to hear the sound of his neck being pinched, and the overseer's head limply dropped, and the body was thrown into the river by the bald man.

"Fools are killing people!" The laborers on the pier ran away in fright, and some of them were so frightened that their legs became weak that they fell into the river with a thud and thumped desperately towards the bank.

"Hehehe..." The bald man resumed his iconic smirk, stretched out his hand and dragged the laborer who fell into the river to the bank, turned around and walked towards the city with great strides.

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"What? You said you missed it?" A figure covered by the shadow stood up and slapped the table heavily, causing the dishes on the table to rattle.

"Returning to the master, I didn't miss it, but I didn't make a shot at all." A man in black with an extremely ordinary appearance stood aside with his hands down, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and a pair of short-handled spikes sticking out of his back. It was the black-clothed assassin who was lying in ambush on the roof trying to kill Amu, but retreated silently in the end.

"Oh?" The figure hidden in the dark sat back on the chair again, and said slowly, "The ghost can't find a chance for you to make a move. It seems that there is something hidden, and I allow you to explain."

"Thank you, master!" Guiying said with trepidation, "At that time, those people who were involved in the dragon thorn were accidentally discovered by the target I was going to deal with. After the wild dragon could barely hold on for a while, the other six dragon thorn masters were all attacked by the target. Killing, he didn't even use fighting spirit, he killed everyone purely relying on strength."

"I know the strength of Yelong and the others. If it is true as you said, the target person is indeed too strong."

Ghost Shadow continued: "Before the action, Yelong's people had already launched another team to attack the target location. Later, for some reason, even the people from the patrolling guards and the palace guards participated in it with great fanfare. There were no subordinates at all. I found a chance to make a move, but I had no choice but to retreat."

"Okay, don't talk about it." The figure in the dark said coldly: "We have already accepted a large commission from the employer, and this mission must continue without dying, otherwise who will come to us to cooperate in the future?" Gritting his teeth, "Since the target person is so powerful, I'm afraid it won't help if you go alone. This time, I will let Phantom fully cooperate with you. Don't let me down again."

A slender figure suddenly appeared beside Phantom, and it turned out that Phantom was a woman.Phantom knelt on one knee, and promised crisply: "Phantom obeys master's orders."

"You two go." The master said coldly, "If you can't succeed this time, neither of you will come back."

Ghost Shadow and Phantom shuddered at the same time, and Qiqi took orders to leave.

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At dusk, on the edge of the forest, a simple restaurant.

Five burly men with shirtless waists gathered around a table, yelling and playing finger-guessing games. Bowls of poor-tasting ale kept emptying out. With the ale on the table, he turned tremblingly and walked towards the kitchen.

"Damn, why haven't I brought the food I asked for? Do you want to starve me to death?" A burly man yelled and cursed.

"It'll be ready soon, don't worry, don't worry, I'll bring it to you." The old woman came out of the kitchen, holding a plate of yellow things in each hand.

"Get away, I'm so ugly that I feel disgusted when I see you, how can I eat this food?" The big man glanced at the old woman's face and kicked her away.The crone, with her huge hooked nose and flabby, wrinkled face, was as ugly as a legendary witch.

"Bah!" Another big man with freckles on his face spat out the food he just put in his mouth onto the ground, "What the hell do you make for us, my shit tastes better than this." Big man Standing up, rolling up his sleeves, he was about to hit the old woman.

"Don't bully my grandma!" A crisp child's voice came.

The pockmarked man followed the prestige, and there was a five or six-year-old girl standing at the door of the kitchen, with blond hair and blue eyes, a round face, holding a dirty black cat in her arms, which was as cute as a doll.With tears in her eyes, the little girl ran over to help the old woman up, raised her face and said to the pockmarked man, "Don't hit my grandma, if you want something good, I'll go to the kitchen and get it for you."

Although the pockmarked man had a cruel nature, he couldn't bear to be as knowledgeable as a beautiful little girl. He stopped in mid-air with his raised fists high, watching the little girl stomp and run into the kitchen.

After a while, the little girl ran out of the kitchen holding a roast goose, and he stood on tiptoe and put the roast goose on the table: "Here, eat it, this is Uncle Brenda from the town. I have given you all the dinner reservations, please don't hurt my grandma."

"Hmph, you have a wink!" The pockmarked man also felt that bullying the old and the weak was meaningless, so he tore open the roast goose and distributed it to his companions, and he picked up a hind leg and gnawed it until his mouth was full of oil.

"Ho... ho..." The pock-marked man suddenly threw away the half of the goose leg left in his hand, and fell to the ground with a painful expression on his face, and a lot of blood foamed from the corner of his mouth.The other three big men also fell to the ground one after another, rolling around in pain.

"Little bastard, what did you put in the roast goose?" The burly man was addicted to alcohol, because he kept drinking and hadn't had time to move the roast goose. Seeing the appearance of his companions, the big man was angry. He took out a knife and forced the little girl over.

The little girl hugged the black cat tightly in her arms, and timidly backed away. Suddenly, the little girl looked behind the big man and shouted: "Uncle Brenda, you are here!"

The big man heard the sound and looked back, but found that there was no one behind him.

"Oops!" The big man realized that he had been deceived by this little goblin, and hurriedly turned around and rushed forward, brandishing a knife.The little girl didn't run away, she just retreated to the burning stove, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the little girl's mouth, he let go of the black cat in his arms, took a pot of boiling hot water from the stove and poured it on the big man's pocket.

"Ah! My eyes!" The big man let out a scream, covered his eyes tightly with his hands and squatted on the ground, cursing in his mouth, "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, you little bastard! "

"Fight!" The big man's yelling stopped abruptly, and the short knife he just dropped on the ground was stuck in his heart.

The little girl's delicate fingers slowly let go of the knife handle, calling the black cat back into her embrace.The old woman stroked the little girl's hair, and encouraged her kindly: "Angela, you did a good job. The type of poison was used correctly, and the place where the knife was inserted was also very accurate. It seems that grandma can also completely clean the place in the evening operation." not worried!"

Angela flickered two small brush-like eyelashes, and showed a mischievous smile to the black cat in her arms, so full of innocence and innocence.