Chapter 101: The Darkness Chases the Suzaku Fire
Listen to the sobs and mourning in my ears.
Huo Jixing put away his long knife and stared at the leader of the gray wolf who kept kowtowing in front of him, with a smile on his cold face.
Click!
The clear sound of bone breaking sounded.
Huo Jixing took hold of his left hand and, before using all his strength, he directly crushed the cervical bones in the neck of the gray wolf leader.
“I said no knife, but I didn’t say no hands!”
He stretched out his hand to touch the ferocious eyes of the gray wolf leader, stood up slowly, and suppressed the smile on his face.
Under the dim candlelight, even though he had experienced frequent killings, Huo Jixing's clothes and armor were still very clean.
“Finally found your secret stronghold, Gray Wolf Franky!”
Huo Jixing walked out and lit the building behind him again, letting the flames rise and burn all the corpses.
He looked for direction, took steps, and walked forward.
The walking posture was completely different from before. When the soles of the feet touched the ground, they made no sound, like ghosts, blending into the dark shadows.
Inside the dark alley.
The light snow is falling, bringing the chill of winter.
Ta-ta! Ta-ta!
In the quiet environment, there was the sound of staggering steps.
Frankie looked embarrassed and stumbled into the alley.
By the dim starlight, you can see that the thin body is covered with blood and the clothes are dyed red.
He turned around frequently and looked in the direction he came from. There were faint figures swaying among them.
"Olsson"
Frankie looked embarrassed at the thought of chasing down his noble bodyguards.
His old and wrinkled face looked extremely pale, without any blood, and there was a hideous scar on his cheek that was bleeding.
The gorgeous outer robe was in pieces, and the shimmering gray inner armor was revealed, but it was already covered with signs of fragmentation.
The hanging left arm was shaking as if it was broken.
Looking closely, there are traces of corrosion on the left hand. You can see terrifying black cracks like bloodthirsty leeches, eroding the flesh and extending along the arm.
This is the price for ordinary people to use black magic.
Even if it is a scroll, the magic erosion it brings is enough to kill half a life.
"Baron Calvin" Franky murmured in a low voice, looking extremely resentful.
The late-night raid completely destroyed everything in the Gray Wolf Gang, destroying more than ten years of his hard work, and he wanted to kill them all without leaving any further trouble.
On the way to escape, Frankie thought for a long time and recalled everything in his mind.
Only one thing would make Baron Calvin get rid of all the clues at any cost to prevent anyone from tracing the past.
Imperial Pension!
"Haha, dirty guy, do you think I'm not prepared to fight to the death?" Franky looked at the high wall of the Immortal Fortress not far away, his expression full of viciousness.
This is also the key to whether he can leave the capital of Noxus.
But when he turned back, he looked at the crowds of figures gradually surrounding him, and he had to consider how to survive the pursuit behind him.
Looking around the dim alleys, Franky chose a familiar path and continued to escape.
Just after crossing the corner, there was a harsh sound above our heads.
Squeak!
The giant sword slashed down, and the blade glowed with cold light, cutting through the dim light, reflecting Olsson's burly body.
Franky's expression changed suddenly, and he immediately rolled around, ignoring the dirty and smelly sewage on the ground, and dodged the falling giant sword.
Click!
On the ground that had just been avoided, a huge gash was opened by the falling giant sword. Gravel and sewage flew up, and a small part fell on Franky's body.
"Franky, you disappoint me so much!" Olsson dragged his giant sword and walked over.
“Why are you still struggling? Everything you have is given by the Baron!”
"Bah!" Franky spit out blood and looked at Olsson with a ferocious look: "You think I don't know what Baron Calvin is thinking."
"The Gray Wolf Gang and I have already Becoming an outcast."
"Perhaps someone from the Imperial Military will come to investigate us tomorrow?"
Olsson frowned slightly, walking quickly, dragging his giant sword. Making a glass-like friction sound: "The Baron will remember everything you do."
"Huh?"
On the way forward, Olsson saw Franky extending his arms into his arms again. He immediately looked startled, stopped and took a defensive posture.
But what happened next made him angry.
I saw Franky jumping directly from the ground, taking out the rocks that had just been smashed and flying with his right hand from his arms, and throwing them casually, disturbing the sight of the noble private soldiers and Olsson.
Then he fled to the nearest alley and disappeared.
“Damn it!”
Olson cursed in a low voice and immediately led the soldiers behind him to pursue him again.
Just when Frankie entered the alley again.
He was about to escape along the middle route of his memory, but suddenly he saw a powerful figure coming towards him in front of him.
He looked desperate at first, and then joy appeared.
A person who can walk around freely in a slum late at night must be very skilled.
And looking at his clothes, he was obviously different from the noble private soldiers who were chasing him.
Franky immediately spoke loudly and made a promise: "I am the gray wolf Franky. These people behind want to kill me, save me, and I will be rewarded afterwards."
No matter whether he can impress the other party or not, or whether he can lead him to escape from Olsson and the noble private soldiers.
It’s a gamble to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!
Suddenly!
After he finished speaking, there were rapid footsteps in front of him.
Frankie saw the sharp figure like a blade in the scattered snowflakes in the sky, cutting through the air, approaching from far to near, and quickly came to him.
"Gray Wolf Franky?"
Seemingly confused, the capable figure spoke to confirm.
Frankie looked at the handsome young man standing in front of him, with a hint of surprise in his tired expression, but he immediately suppressed his inner emotions and spoke quickly. "It's me, I'm Franky!"
Huo Jixing looked at the old man with gray hair in front of him who was in a state of wretchedness and stained with blood, and chuckled softly: "It's really hard to find a place after wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort at all to get here!"
He was originally planning to go to Franky's secret stronghold based on the information from the leader of the gray wolf.
But on the way, he suddenly saw many clouds moving frequently in the area in front of him, so he deliberately chose to come over to check the situation.
By some mistake, I met the rightful owner!
"Who is chasing you?"
Huo Jixing raised his eyebrows lightly, his red eyes fell outside the alley, and saw many clouds coming quickly.
Franky, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, looked at the handsome young man standing still in front of him, as if he had realized something, and was about to speak.
Click!
A slender, knife-like palm reached in front of Franky and skillfully removed his chin, rendering him unable to speak.
Then Franky looked at the handsome young man in front of him, stretched out his left hand and held his shoulder.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
A terrible pain hit Frankie, his eyes burst open, he wanted to open his mouth crazily and curse loudly, but he was unable to do so.
Then under the great strength of Pei Ran.
Frankie watched helplessly as his shoulders and legs were broken inch by inch, and he collapsed to the ground.
"Don't worry, I'll help you deal with the people who are chasing you first!"
Huo Jixing patted Franky's old face and spoke softly, ignoring the blood-colored eyes that chose and devoured people.
In the dim alley, messy footsteps sounded.
A Noxian soldier wearing sharp armor broke through the night and quickly gathered in a semicircle to surround Huo Jixing and Franky.
Olsson stepped forward and looked gloomily at the handsome young man in front of him and Franky who was lying on the ground.
"Private soldier of the nobles?"
Huo Jixing held the handle of the knife with his left hand, half-squinted his eyes, and looked at the cold-eyed Noxian soldiers surrounding him.
"Do you know who he is?"
Olsson pointed at the limp Franky and spoke in a solemn voice, with a hint of horror in his heart: What a good idea, crush Franky directly. Strange limbs.
“He?”
Huo Jixing kicked the struggling old man, who was moving like a bug at his feet, with a cold smile on his lips.
"I know, Franky, the notorious gray wolf of the slums."
"But this time I came here to find him!"
Hearing this , Olsson's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked at the tall and handsome young man in front of him, with a strong temperament, holding the giant sword tightly in his hand.
"Imperial soldiers?"
He smelled the pure military aura of the handsome young man, and he had just come down from the frontline battlefield not long ago, and he still retained the slightest smell of blood.
Then he thought of the butler’s reminder before the operation, and seemed to realize: Has Franky been found so quickly?
Since it is related to the imperial pension, there is no need to worry.
Olsson immediately looked fierce, raised his right hand, and waved it brazenly.
Poof! puff! puff! puff!
In an instant, there was a sound of crossbows.
In the dim alley, arrows with barbed arrows penetrated the scattered snowflakes and accurately shot at the vital points of Huo Jixing's body.
At the same time.
The noble private soldiers at the front began to move forward, the sharp blades in their hands reflecting the piercing cold light.
They have long forgotten their loyalty to Noxus.
Now loyal only to Baron Calvin.
"Everything has a choice, but you chose it."
Huo Jixing slowly pulled out the long knife from his waist and stood it up in front of him, his red eyes reflected the aristocratic private soldiers. The clouds above our heads are getting darker and darker.
“Death!”
Bang!
The bluestone ground is broken and dust is flying.
Huo Jixing stepped forward, seemingly at a slow speed, but in an instant he crossed the distance of the alley and appeared in front of the noble private soldiers.
The knife rises.
The knife falls!
The sharp and dancing snow-white sword light was like a cold flower in bloom, shrouding Huo Jixing's body.
A barbed arrow was cut smoothly from the middle and fell to the ground.
A streak of red, sticky blood sprayed freely under the light of the knife, dyeing the falling white snowflakes red.
Wait until Huo Jixing stood in front of Olson.
The alley behind was filled with broken corpses. The scarlet blood gathered into a red stream, flowing slowly, accompanied by bursts of painful wails.
"Conquering Blade?"
Looking at the giant sword slashing at the blade, Huo Jixing spoke in surprise, then shook his head slightly.
Clang!
The swords clashed, and a dull sound suddenly appeared.
Huo Jixing stepped forward casually, while Olson continued to step back as if he had been hit hard, until he was supported by the noble private soldiers behind him.
“You have lost the blood of Noxian soldiers!”
Huo Jixing looked at the remaining noble private soldiers who were trembling in front of him and did not dare to step forward. He sighed softly, his expression full of regret.
"Then, let's end it!"
Hold the knife.
Step!
A flash of red-gold fireworks covered the blade, and then under the dance of the long knife, it turned into a shining giant flaming bird, opening its mouth to swallow all the noble private soldiers in the alley.
Fireworks bloom and darkness recedes.
Huo Jixing stared at the scene of blazing flames in front of him, his expression intoxicated.
The taste of power!
However, the enemy is still too weak!
He lowered his gaze and looked at the long knife attached to the fireworks in his hand, enjoying the terrifying power brought by Nanli's fire even more.
"Compared to the killings on the battlefield, the killings now are pretty good!"
(End of this chapter)