Spare Tire Major League

　　 "Okay, I won't leave for now." The assassin obeyed Bama's words, nodded and shrank back in the corner to sit up.

　　He wanted to see each other again, even if he continued to face the inhumane torture. It didn’t matter, as long as he thought that a girl like a holy girl would appear to heal himself again when he regained his life, then all was worth it.

　　Ba Mami's words can only smile secretly, and she has been able to see many things in the eyes of others for decades, and the attachment in the other party's heart is obviously not her intention.

　　 "I'm going first, he has to meet all his requirements as much as possible, Yue Zhong will be useful to his place." Ba Mamei left quickly after leaving a word.

　　 Yue Zhong in the stable has pulled out two batches of horses and started to saddle.

　　 "Sister Xue, let you be unhappy again." Yue Zhong apologized when he met again, because his layout in the ancient castle will definitely involve Ba Ma Mei, otherwise it will be incomplete.

　　 "At least you are willing to remind me that this is part of the plan." Ba Mami took the reins from Yue Zhong and turned her horse back. "Who made me live in your house? These things are already psychologically prepared."

　　The two riders ran out of the old castle to enjoy the gallop in the wilderness, the time was lengthened a lot until they were exhausted.

Smith, who only knew that nothing was possible, fell asleep on the bed soon after being put out of the dungeon. When he woke up, the sky was completely dark. He walked to the mirror and combed his messy hair to make his appearance slightly smoother. Later, he walked involuntarily to the window and looked at the night outlined by the long dragon of torches. The silence tonight made him uneasy.

The high-level assassin who followed Smith into the castle has been silent for three days. Members of the local brotherhood speculated that he might have been caught, but he did not throw his body out of the castle for a long time. Or he cut off his head and hung it at the head of the city, he might not be dead but just locked up.

　　After two days of emergency preparations, the other assassins of the Brotherhood hurriedly formed a rescue team to try to rescue the high-level assassin in the raid of Xiaomei's old castle tonight.

Now whether it is a religious armor such as the Knights Templar or an assassin organization has entered the end of the recession, the number of people who can be promoted to high-level assassins is rare. It is also normal for the high-level assassin to promote the crowd. But the thing.

Dozens of assassins wandering in the shadows avoided the place illuminated by the fire and quietly touched the edge of the castle along the dark cracks. The new equipment eliminated the hooks and allowed them to easily rest on the flat wall. Climbing, the assassins quickly crossed the outer wall of the castle and came to the interior of the castle.

"No one on duty?" Uninvited assassins gathered in the shadows after shooting down a few torches. The interlacing of their eyes has shown their common doubts at the moment. It is very likely that their actions have been exposed this time. Too.

"The Knights Templars have also come. We have dealt with a few whistle on the periphery. Why are they completely undefended when they arrive in the castle?" Smith would naturally not be complete after discovering that his whereabouts had been targeted by the assassins. Relying on Yue Zhong’s power for defense, the dark whistle outside the castle was placed by him, but Yue Zhong apparently would not agree to the entry of the Knights Templar’s ​​armed forces into the castle, so he had no control over it, but The Assassins of the Brotherhood are not clear about these things.

　　The assassins were prepared to sacrifice before the operation began, so even in the face of the Longtan Tiger Cave they still felt like to break through: "Separate Operation."

　　 Several assassins immediately jumped from the city head and jumped into the haystack of the stable, but when they fell, they could no longer stand up, closing their eyes and biting their teeth to make no sound.

　　The traps in the haystack clamped their limbs or torso. The owner of the castle had long known their usual routines, and it was already kind enough not to arrange more sinister traps.

　　 "Change place!" The follow-up assassins didn't receive a response from their companions and knew that things were not good. They quickly changed their strategy and started to land along the inner wall.

　　However, the pathfinders were unable to move halfway, because their bodies were firmly adhered by the strong solid glue on the wall, just like the flies that landed on the flyboard.

　　 Next, the assassins tried a variety of infiltrations, but none of them were trapped by strange and non-lethal traps. Their number was damaged by more than half, but they did not even know where the enemy was.

As the assassin leading this operation crouched down on the arrow tower, he felt the thorny task of this task. The other party seemed to not only anticipate their arrival, but even speculated on all their routes of action, not to prevent them from sneaking in. Like a prank, I want to catch them one by one.

　　 His eyes became as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through the obstacles and directly lock each life to see everything in the castle.

　　 The vast majority of people are sleeping in the compartment. Only the study room of the owner of the old castle is also equipped with a lamp, and a middle-aged man is sitting there.

　　 He seemed to see himself as well, even waving his hand to greet himself across the wall.

"People are in the dungeon, forcibly break through!" The assassin who opened the eagle eyes slumped weakly in the same place~www.readwn.com~ He who opened the all-seeing eagle eyes was so exhausting of his body. Their generation of assassins His bloodline has become much thinner, and it is difficult to use the eagle eye like an ancestor to still assault and kill normally.

　　The remaining assassins were instructed to avoid the risk of exposure and swarmed into the entrance of the dungeon.

The door of the dungeon with no lock at all was broken, and there was still no guard inside, but they encountered many traps again on the way forward, and even the agile body was counted step by step, and finally Trapped on a ladder, in a cell, or under the floor.

　　 The last assassin stumbled to the front of the high-level assassin's cell, dragging his calf, which had been coated with anesthetized arrows, and then fully exerted his power to let him fall to the door weakly.

The movement outside has attracted the attention of the high-level assassin. When he saw that his companions were rescued one by one in a slightly funny gesture, the last person just fell in front of him and fell down, a chill quietly Climbed his mind.

The enemy's insidious and cruel or cruel and ferocious is not terrible. What really makes people feel the fear is that he has completely played the unknown enemy between his palms. It seems that he has learned all the actions of his own in advance and directed this scene himself. Coincident rescue slapstick.

　　 I am afraid that the owner of this old castle should not provoke him.

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