Our family is in decline

Under the leadership of Susan, Lance determined his next target, a drunk gangster.

Lance slashed the gangster's throat with a dagger, and blood burst out. No matter how he resisted, he could only turn into a corpse in the end.

Raising his hand to sacrifice it, Lance looked at the blood on his hand but didn't feel much. He picked up the clothes on the ground and wiped the blood on his hand, then threw it away.

In this world, if you don't adapt, you will be ruthlessly abandoned.

All the bastards among the more than thirty security guards have been eliminated, and the only ones left are the mercenaries.

"The next one is the boss of these mercenaries. He has armor and weapons stolen from veterans. Be careful."

They were trying to pick the weaklings before, but now they went in the opposite direction and directly went to the leader who seemed to be the strongest among these mercenaries.

Lance will not despise the mercenaries just because he harvested some miscellaneous fish and gangsters. These people are always between life and death. Although they cannot compare with Disma and Leonard, they must be able to survive. Vigilance and There's no comparison between those gangsters.

But these same people will be frightened when they experience the invasion of bandits. As long as they capture the strongest one, even if their actions are exposed, the remaining mercenaries will not dare to attack him. This is their nature.

If you start with other mercenaries, once he escapes, the remaining mercenaries will unite under the leader, and your own plan will be hindered.

Lance knew that he was taking a risk, but he believed that their strength could bring him victory.

In order to gain the support of the mercenary leader, the mayor specially gave him a house with a masonry structure. When Lance and the others came over, they heard the woman's violent screams and wails.

"This man has perverted hobbies. Although he is tall and strong, he is short and weak below. He can only feel pleasure by abusing others, and three women have died at his hands these days."

These words came out of Susan's mouth, and Lance could feel the resentment in her words, and couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.

"Do it!"

Disma had been crawling around on the ground floor for many years, and this kind of door lock couldn't stop him at all. He opened the door easily, and they followed the sound.

It has to be said that the woman's wailing and the leader's wild laughter just covered up the movement of them approaching. Even if they had reached the door of the room, the leader did not react at all.

At this point, there was no option to back down, so Lance and the two looked at each other and whispered.

"He is still useful to me. Try not to kill him."

Leonard immediately kicked open the door with his sword in hand and rushed in. Disma followed with a short sword in one hand and a short spear in the other.

Lance raised his hand to stop Susan from entering. He slowly entered the room after hearing the woman's screams and chaos coming from inside.

The small room suddenly seemed very crowded when several people were crammed into it. Lance could only see a shirtless, plump man holding a riding crop and barely blocking Leonard's chops. On one side of the room, a completely naked man The woman was tied to a wooden frame, and she could see scars from whipping all over her body.

And just when Lance was distracted, Leonard's long sword cut off the riding crop and struck the leader on the shoulder.

It has to be said that the fat on his body was not in vain. He actually carried it down and roared and hugged him. If he was strong enough, he might really break the person's waist.

It's a pity that Leonard's skills honed on the battlefield are more refined. He lowered his hands to hold the sword upright in front of him and then pressed forward. The move of the leader hugging him looked more like putting his neck on the sword's edge.

The leader was also aware of this, but he was also a ruthless man. He knew that if he kept the distance, he would definitely die. Now that he could still survive if he risked his life, he actually reached out and grabbed the blade of the sword and pushed it away. At the same time, the sharp blade directly cut him open. The palm of his hand, if he hadn't moved it quickly, his fingers would have been cut off.

However, his action worked. His neck avoided the blade, and Leonard had already entered the attack range of his hands. The leader was confident that his power could not withstand even the armor.

But some things are always relative, and he is within Leonard's attack range.

I saw Leonard suddenly raising his hand, and at the same time leaning back the sword, the long sword in his hand was not hindered in the narrow room. The hidden hilt of the sword in both hands was like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and he struck out in an instant and hit the leader hard. above the chin, hitting him backwards and falling to the ground.

The taboo on the battlefield is to give the enemy a chance to breathe. Leonard would not make such a mistake. He went up and hit him twice with the hilt of his sword, completely knocking him unconscious and not forgetting to press the sword on his neck. If the leader makes any slight changes, he will be confused.

If the leader wears all the equipment, he may still be able to fight, but facing Leonard now is a dead end. Unless Lance wants to keep him, he may have been killed with a sword.

Disma originally rushed in excitedly and wanted to have a big fight, but the place was too small and the leader was forced into a corner. He couldn't get through at all, so he could only watch Leonard picking peaches.

"Don't worry, it will still grow tonight." Lance reassured him and came to the woman tied on the shelf, "Come here and help."

The two untied the woman and put her on the bed aside. There was not a single intact skin on her body. There were bloodstains from the whipping and bruises caused by being hit with a blunt instrument.

"You're really not human." Disma couldn't help but cursed when he saw the scars on the woman's body.

The woman looked at the people who had broken in, their faces full of fear, and her first reaction after being rescued was to huddle on the bed and tremble.

"Don't be afraid, we are not bad people." Lance didn't mean to waste too much energy on her. After leaving a word, he came to the leader. The three of them worked together to drag him up and tie him to the wooden frame.

The props he originally used to torture others now became his own shackles.

Lance checked and found that the riding crop blocked most of the force. The injuries on his shoulders were not serious, and the injuries on his hands were just that.

After things calmed down, Susan, who was outside, also came up. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but question:

"Why not kill him?"

"Don't you think it's too cheap to kill him like this?" Lance sneered.

Not only did he want to kill people, he also wanted to kill people, and he wanted to use this scumbag's life to establish his authority.

Susan remained silent, but although she was confused, she still chose to obey.

"You take care of her."

Leaving the woman to Susan, Lance led Disma to search the house.

I quickly found a set of armor, a mace, and a shield. This should be the equipment of a veteran.