Chapter 388 Ye Weiyang VII
Two minutes later
Mo Tan walked into the main hall under the guidance of the guards. He was still wearing the same white suit as when he was in the Purple Jiu Hall. robe, with a refreshing and bright smile on his face, he saluted the strange-looking Archduke Fernando in an extremely exaggerated manner, and blinked his eyes: "Dear Archduke Fernando, please forgive me. I'm sorry to bother you, have you eaten?"
"Eat..."
Archduke Fernando replied subconsciously, and then he realized what he was doing and coughed with a stiff face. Remind the other party of their identity.
Boom!
The next moment, an explosion suddenly sounded from the side of the main hall. Mo Tan's body trembled suddenly, and there was a bloody hole in his left rib.
"Huh?"
He snorted and took half a step back under the influence of inertia. A flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then he turned around and ran out without hesitation. Go, the action seemed to have been rehearsed countless times in advance, neatly and without any hesitation.
"Stop him! Kill him!"
Archduke Fernando's sharp voice suddenly sounded.
Boom! Boom boom boom! !
Four more gunshots exploded behind Mo Tan. He had already run to the gate of Iron Gate Court and kicked his legs violently. He left his current position almost as soon as he heard the sound, and then——
After being hit by three bullets in the back, his blood volume dropped below 70% in the blink of an eye.
【Guessed! 】
Mo Tan, who lost his center of gravity, pounced forward and rolled out of the iron gate before the two guards at the door could react.
Two strong winds passed by his face, Mo Tan, who was almost head-shot, took out the dagger from his bag without thinking. He bounced off the ground like a ball, jumped forward like a frog, turned around diagonally in mid-air, and glanced at himself. The attacker behind him.
It was a middle-aged man with a stern face. He was plainly dressed and thin. He had a pair of striking pointed ears on his head and a long tail densely covered with black spots on his back. He looked like nothing. The obvious characteristic is that he holds a dark musket in each hand, and his cold yellow eyes are staring at him.
[A half-orc man, leopard man ancestry, and very thin. Although I don’t know if the common language is very standard, he should be the man who once found the Archduke of Baroka on behalf of the Marshall family...]
Two sparks in front of the muzzle It suddenly exploded and looked particularly eye-catching in the night. As a result, Mo Tan, who had no way to rely on in mid-air, suddenly drew an afterimage and plummeted to the ground. While dodging the bullet, he returned to his original position in complete violation of common sense of physics. , a hand crossbow has been clasped in his bloody left hand.
Lying on the ground was a cockroach that had been killed by [Swift Sting].
A blue crossbow arrow streaked through the air, whistling and shooting into the chest of the leopard man!
Because it is highly toxic, Mo Tan did not choose to target the head, throat, heart and other key points that are easy to defend. Instead, he lowered his expectations to 'as long as it can scratch the skin' Aiming at the opponent's chest.
With a distance of less than ten meters, even if the speed of the crossbow is not as fast as that of the musket, it is definitely not much different!
It doesn't matter even if the opponent successfully dodges. In addition to retreating from the rear, it will be in vain. The three directions of the attacker's front, left and right are covered with caltrops. Mo Tan is 'Get out' 'The iron gate of the iron gate was quietly spilled, and it was difficult to see with the naked eye under the night, and it was coated with neurotoxins!
The opponent did not dodge in time, but was directly pierced through the chest by the crossbow...
[No! 】
Mo Tan's eyes narrowed as he returned to the ground. The dagger wavered in front of him for a moment, then turned back at a speed that was incomprehensible to ordinary people, and stabbed hard behind him.
His current skill that can resolve the crisis behind him as quickly as possible is the backhand spin.
Ding!
Blocked by an unattractive flintlock gun!
"The response is good."
The leopard man who appeared behind Mo Tan at some point sneered and nodded. While holding Mo Tan's dagger firmly against it, he raised another The revolver in his hand was aimed at the latter's eyebrows: "But it doesn't mean much..."
Until the moment he pulled the trigger with a smile, the gun not far away was pierced by a powerful crossbow. Toru's figure slowly dissipated.
The fire burst out, and the golden bullets tore through the air and penetrated straight into the stone wall on the opposite side of the road.
"Oh?"
Jiawen, who used [Thousand Faces] to pretend to be a leopard man with a popular face, raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then felt a stinging pain in her left leg that was not real. , and unexpectedly let the unknown Mr. Dabbs come around behind him.
“It’s useless.”
Jia Wen said lightly, and the hideous wound on his leg that Mo Tan used [Flash Backstab] + [Saw Cut] healed instantly. Then without looking back, he held the two guns upside down by his neck and pulled the trigger backwards.
Mo Tan, who was about to escape, squatted down the moment the opponent opened his mouth, using a dagger and a hand crossbow to block the two vital points between his eyebrows and his heart.
A flash of fire suddenly appeared, and one bullet was shot into the air, while the other shot the hand crossbow into two pieces.
[This guy is a bit strong...]
Mo Tan smacked his lips, started walking without hesitation, and quickly walked away from the iron gate court, which was slightly empty at this moment. , and ran towards some of the more prosperous streets in the trade area. Although the night was getting late, this was after all the most prosperous city in the entire Violet Empire, and there would never be no one there! As long as there are people, we can delay time!
His luck seemed really good. As soon as he turned into an alley, he saw two men dressed as businessmen walking drunkenly.
Mo Tan knew very well that what he was facing was not a long-planned murder, so he did not be needlessly vigilant, but immediately waved his hands desperately and shouted: "HELPME! Help! There is something! The flower-picking thief! ”
He took out the Hundred-State Mask as quickly as possible, made a face that was 70% similar to Ji Xiaoge's from memory, completed the equipment, and ran past the two of them as if flying, then took off the mask and put it in his pocket. He didn't give Gawen a chance to find out the clues, and continued running without looking back.
Because the two people passing by were both a little drunk, they couldn’t see clearly in less than two seconds. They could only vaguely recall a picture of a good-looking, panic-stricken person. She had a face, so she didn't see any clues. She just reflexively stopped towards Jia Wen under the influence of alcohol, vaguely planning to give the beauty some face.
Boom! !
[Your crime value +2]
Gawen shook open the barrel of the revolver, threw the flintlock gun into the sky, and took out a few yellow bullets in his body Throwing it forward, the revolver was fully loaded with a flick of the hand. Then he caught the flintlock gun flying down, and pressed the flat ends of his hands against Mo Tan's back to continuously pull the trigger.
It was not until this series of actions was completed that the two corpses with bloody holes between their eyebrows slowly fell to the ground.
Killing, reloading, and shooting all took just over a second.
Mo Tan, whose right leg was shot, staggered and fell to the ground, still more than ten meters away from the exit of the alley.
"Haha, something really bad is going on~"
Mo Tan, who could barely hold himself up, smiled, took out a bottle of healing potion from his bag, and chopped it off with a dagger The plug is ready to be poured into the mouth...
Boom!
Crash...
A faint smell of gunpowder blew through the wind, and bright red potion sprinkled all over the floor. "Does it make sense?"
Jia Wen stopped five meters in front of Mo Tan, a smile flashed in his eyes: "Even if you drink it, you can't run away. Dropped, Mr. Anthony Dabbs"
Mo Tan grinned and threw away the glass shard in his hand, then slowly leaned against the wall and said with a brisk smile: "How will you know if you don't try?"
"Yes. That makes sense."
Gawen raised her eyebrows, then put the two guns back into the holsters on her waist, and politely spread her empty right hand. : "Then please give it a try."
Mo Tan was not polite and immediately took out the second bottle of healing potion. After biting open the stopper, he drank it all in one gulp and smiled. Said: "You are much more gentleman than I thought. You are a cute and charming villain."
"Thank you for the compliment, but I am very scared."
Jia Wen nodded reservedly, with a smile in his eyes: "I am not a very graceful person, but considering that you have just done me such a big favor, this request can still be satisfied."
< br>Seeing that the other party did not take action immediately, Mo Tan naturally didn't mind continuing to chat with the other party, and smiled: "For example, help that Mediterranean firm up his position and make him completely surrender to the Marshall family?"
"Absolutely. " Gawen nodded noncommittally and said lightly: "Anthony Dabbs is obviously on the opposite side of the Marshall family... Haha, of course I am not talking about the ogre, but you, when I visited Archduke Fernand. Being assassinated may not mean much, but it is enough as a straw."
[He revealed his identity as a player bluntly...]
< br>Mo Tan whistled and joked: "The kind used to weigh camels?"
"Who knows, maybe that mercury-core Fernan is not a camel, but a giant dragon."
Gawen spread her hands, and then smiled briskly: "But this time he Now that you have decided to play the role of a camel, you can only do those things that only a camel can do, such as being frightened by coercion and inducement, such as being crushed to death by the straw of deliberately murdering Anthony Dabbs. In short, no matter what, you will evolve into a good person. As for the result, I don’t care about the process.”
“Well, that’s well said, very well said~”
Mo Tan clapped his hands and laughed: “Well, since that’s the case. You don’t care about the process. Does that mean that as long as that incompetent Mediterranean is willing to vote for observation, it doesn’t matter whether a little guy like me is dead or alive?”
“I don’t think you are a little guy.” Jia Wen shook his head and said leisurely: "But at least until now, I don't have any reason to get rid of you, so..."
Mo Tan's expression gradually changed from pain to joy: "So let's just say goodbye?"
Gawen smiled, and the revolver originally tucked behind his belt appeared in his hand as if by magic: " So if I fail to kill you, I won’t be too sorry.”
Mo Tan’s expression turned painful again.
The gunshot sounded, and a black bullet was nailed seven or eight meters behind Mo Tan, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a thick and pungent black liquid.
“Well, let’s get on with it.”
Jia Wen smiled slightly, and then appeared next to Mo Tan like a ghost. He raised his left hand high, and at some point there were three more cards between his fingers, and he slashed them straight towards the side of Mo Tan's neck.
Without saying anything, Mo Tan sat down directly on the ground. Then he saw three deep slash marks on the wall that was originally behind him.
It is conceivable that the cards in the opponent's hand that look ordinary and have no light effect are no less destructive than ordinary swords!
Boom! !
There were two more gunshots, and where Jiawen was standing before moving to Mo Tan's side, there was actually a 'Jiawen', with a straight face and calmly pulling the trigger.
Mo Tan turned around from sitting to lying down without thinking, and narrowly dodged the two highly penetrating bullets. He activated his ferocious thrust and jumped directly in front of the gun-wielding Jia Wen with a move that looked like a variant of the Toad Kung Fu. The fist holding the dagger slammed out, pointing directly at the latter's waist.
Because the distance between the two was suddenly shortened, the threat of the pistol was greatly reduced in the few moments before the adjustment was completed. Although Gawen's adjustment speed was extremely fast, before the muzzle of the gun was completely lowered, He was severely hit in the waist by a [Kidney Shot], and his whole body became shattered...
Fragmented?
With a flash of cold light, a card whirled towards the back of Mo Tan's head with bursts of sound breaking through the air!
At the same time, a pitch-black crossbow arrow tore apart Mo Tan's white robe and pointed directly at the lower abdomen of Gawen standing behind him. A short crossbow tucked under the arm!
bite! The slender dagger came out diagonally with a hint of bright red. Mo Tan used his [Blood Cleave] with the widest attack range to barely knock the card away, but was still forced back two steps by the violent impact and fell. 5% of the health value.
On the other side, Jia Wen just stretched out his hand and held the crossbow arrow that was quenched with deadly poison and fired with [silent shooting] in his hand.
Let’s judge!
Mo Tan rolled his eyes, pinched a second dagger between his index and middle fingers, his slender body slightly arched, turned into an afterimage and circled behind Jia Wen, and forcibly interrupted the flash in an instant After stabbing him in the back, he cut his throat and strangled the latter's neck, and quietly activated the two skills of bewitchment and confusion!
[Bewitch] depends on the intelligence of both parties and the mental state of the target to make it regard itself as a friendly unit!
[Confusion], which makes the enemy lose the ability to judge depending on the enemy's intelligence, mental state, and whether there is difficulty in making choices!
Mo Tan directly used the strongest skill combination he could adopt at this stage. As long as the above two skills make the opponent stunned for even a second, he can use daggers to cut his throat and follow up. Stacked Bend deals 'lethal' damage, and apart from the two-headed non-mainstream like Anthony Dabbs (real), it has a very high theoretical kill rate!
Not to mention [Confusion], in Mo Tan's hands, the duration of [Bewitchment], which determines the final effect based on the intelligence gap between the two parties, is not less than ten seconds!
Before cutting the throat, the two skills of Bewitch and Confusion have entered the cooldown at the same time, and the release was successful!
Gawen's pale golden eyes dimmed, and she quickly regained her clarity, and this 'soon'...
It's roughly equal to about 0.2 seconds.
Click!
The dagger cut off the crossbow arrow that Mo Tan had shot at Jiawen before... but did not cut into the latter's neck.
"Confusion and confusion, what a pity..."
Jiawen clasped the wrist in front of her neck and shrugged: "I'm not afraid of this."
The next moment, Mo Tan was forcefully poured into the dark tar behind him!
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Anthony Dabbs."
The Leopard Man slowly refilled the revolver's magazine and smiled...
Boom! !
Chapter 385: The End
(End of this chapter)