Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 115: Laughing
"Crack!"
In a short time, the light that was originally a bit dazzling suddenly went out with the sound!
"Boom!"
There was a dull sound of human collision. , The latest chapter visit: ШШШ..СоМ.
In the dim, Thales’ sense of **** magnified his perception of light, but before he noticed what was happening, he felt that Dean’s knife had left his arteries and trachea with a loose neck.
"Dang Cang!"
The knife fell to the ground.
Tyles moved back an inch desperately, like clutching a straw, ‘touching’ his throat in shock, breathing hard under the relief of the sin of the prison river.
"Dong Long"
The sound of the collision between the'bed' board and the wardrobe is clearly audible, accompanied by the sound of'aggressive' fighting.
"No!"
The next second, when Thales raised his head, he was surprised to find that the bald mercenary had already been hooped by a pair of arms from the rear, and dragged backward!
Dean clung to the ‘bed’ board, pedaling on the ground to keep his balance and not let his opponent drag him down, and turned his head back in shock:
"Quick rope, you are here"
He can't go on.
Because I don’t know when, the arms of the fast rope are already fastened together!
Stubbornly strangling Dean's neck!
Thyls looked at this incomprehensible scene in astonishment: In the sense of hell, the fast-rope face firmly stuck behind Dean, and locked the latter's neck with his left arm, against his Struggling and resisting, the eyes burst out with a rare excitement!
Under Dean's unbelievable face, the calm fast rope clasped his right elbow with his left arm and pressed his right palm against the back of the mercenary's head.
"You know, Dean..."
The fast rope almost stuck behind Dean’s left ear, and said coldly with a kind of'kiss' that Thales had never heard before: "There are so many news about Moral Walton from the outside world. All errors and omissions."
Under the huge pressure on the neck, Dean's face is grim and painful, but the experienced man moves instantly, loosening the'bed' board while pushing his legs on the ground, and the whole person is slammed back. go with!
"Boom!"
The back of the fast rope slammed into the cabinet firmly!
But the fast rope still locks the opponent's neck, and the two are still inseparable.
In the eyes of Thales on the ‘bed’, the fast rope was pushed onto the cabinet by Dean, and even his ‘legs’ were off the ground.
Thyls was so surprised that he forgot to breathe.
This is not what he imagined, the "accident" that should be.
No.
"He has learned some skills from the meteorites, but his results are really terrible..." Quickrope's face was twisted, his teeth closed, as if he spoke under the weight of a heavy cat.
In Dean's expression, the ‘confusion’ slowly disappeared, and the surprise increased.
No.
No...
During the fight, Dean, whose face was flushed, gritted his teeth and shook his elbow, and slammed backward!
"Boom!"
The muffled sound of human collision hits.
Quickline trembles slightly, but his face doesn't move at all, as if the blow was just tickling.
Dean's complexion became more and more rosy, both staring at the moment, his cheeks struggling.
In the next instant, the two ‘legs’ of the fast rope were clipped instantly, and Dean’s waist was fastened from back to front!
"He may yearn for the life of a mercenary, but he is definitely not the kind of legendary legend in the novel..." The expression of the fast rope became more solemn and cruel, and the arms that locked Dean's neck slightly trembled. Like a tight bowstring, the majestic strength can be vaguely seen.
Tyles watched this scene in disbelief, his jc dagger was already in his hand, but the two people fighting in a ball and the chaotic thoughts made his choice quite difficult. Constantly swaying between the two trembling violently.
"He may have received a lot of education, but his orc language is a mess, and he doesn't know much about intrigue..." The fast rope still clenched his teeth, locked Dean's head and neck, and moved his right palm forward. With his left arm back, he pushed and pulled, maintaining a strong pressure on the neck of the mercenary.
On the other hand, the struggle of the bald mercenaries is getting weaker and weaker.
His elbow hit and scratched backwards in vain, and violently rubbed and collided between the cabinet and the human body. His'legs' exerted force several times to pinch the enemy on his back against the cabinet. .
But these methods can't affect the firm eyes and kill action of the fast rope at all.
A few seconds passed.
The anger and hatred in Dean's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by fear.
The fast rope did not let go.
No.
He still looks resolute, firmly holding onto the opponent's vitals.
As if holding a lover who never let go.
As if to deduct until the end of the world.
"Also, she, the'female' he likes..." Quick rope lowered his head and said hard.
The ‘kiss’ is full of pain.
As if realizing something, Dean looked up in fear at the last moment and looked at Thales, who was holding a dagger in front of him.
At the same time, the fast rope behind the light head also raised his eyes and looked at the star prince.
Thyls received the gaze of two pairs of eyes: a pair full of incomprehensible regret, a pair full of sadness and indifferent determination.
Finally, after the wrestling of the rabbits, a thrilling muffled sound spread in the room:
"Hit!"
Dean's expression freezes at this moment.
His hands dropped weakly, and his legs slowly fell softly. With the fast rope on his back, he also slowly slipped from the closet.
The outcome is divided.
For a time, there were only two breaths left in the room.
One is cautious, the other survives.
"The'female' person..."
Quick rope lowered his head, hiding his expression in the shadow.
"She is not a bitch."
He gasped, his tone trembling slightly.
"No."
The fast rope was still buckled on Dean's body for several seconds, even though the other party's wide eyes had lost their spirit.
Until Thales exhaled slowly and put down the dagger.
"Quick rope, this set of strangling skills..." Thales swallowed a dry throat.
"Where did you learn from?"
The fast rope seemed to have suddenly reacted, recovering from the state of life and death.
He sighed first, then curled up his lips and snorted.
"Look at your expression, Thales, you already know it, don't you."
Tyles stared blankly at the fast rope sitting on the ground, watching him slowly let go of his arms, let go of his ‘legs’, and free himself from Dean who had lost his breath.
An amazing answer came to mind.
No.
"War is the art of deceiving the enemy..."
Thyls muttered to himself, and a rare, ‘exquisite’ and unforgettable thrilling battle appeared on the southern border of Exeter not long ago, on the deserted rocky land of Qiyuan City.
Meteorists confront Dead Crow.
At that time...
In the dimness, the fast rope forced a silent laugh.
"What you just used is Tyrend’s favorite strangling technique of Unextinguished Fire." Thales looked at the fast rope slowly climbing up in disbelief, watching him sway and hold it. The cabinet, "Only in the White Blade Guards of Longxiao City in the era of King Nunn..."
"Inheritance."
Thyls squeezed the dagger in his hand.
His eyes are locked on the fast rope.
The new hired mercenary who is cheerful, happy, and greedy for money, and never forgets to promote small businesses.
"You..." Thales said bitterly.
The next moment, the fast rope stretched his limbs and took a few deep breaths, as if he was relieved from the state of war that was mixed with tension and sorrow.
"It's time to introduce myself again, Thales."
He stretched out his right hand to Thales with the bright smile he had when he first met in the desert.
The Star Prince hesitantly looked at the other's palm and took a step back.
With an unspeakable mood, Thales looked at the person in front of him.
This young man who looks less than thirty, with freckles, red hair, and a Kangmas accent, no matter his appearance, manners, or any angle, he is...
I saw that he first retracted his palm in embarrassment, and then wiped his body with ridicule, then smiled and said:
"Moral Bertram Nunn Walton."
"Also known as'Quick Rope'."
At that moment, absolute silence ruled this room.
Dean lay down quietly, the fast rope smiled and Thales froze in place.
For several seconds, only the moonlight cared about this small world.
Tyles stared blankly at the man in front of him, the man he saw when he woke up in the desert.
Quick rope.
Moral.
And Dean in the dark room.
How come?
The doubts and perplexities in his heart have not diminished.
It's getting more and more tangled, mixed up in one place, and it's messy.
"You know..."
"When I was helping an unscrupulous'chun medicine' boss to run the goods, listen to him," the fast rope hummed lightly, poking the remains underground: "There are Among the powerful mercenaries of the team, there is a very knowledgeable and unique skill. It seems that he may be a Northlander of noble origin..."
Quickline shrugged, looked at Dean's godless eyes, and sighed softly with subtle emotions.
"In a way, his strategy is right."
"It's just a loss of intelligence."
It is still silent.
Next second~IndoMTL.com~Quick rope patted his butt, stepped over Dean's body, smiled brightly and cheerfully, as if the person who just killed the killer and ended his mourning was not him.
Faced with the "acquaintances" who had just rescued him, Thales took a step back vigilantly.
His gaze flicked over Dean on the ground.
"By the way, I'm going to the big one." By the moonlight, Quick Rope turned around and took out a roll of rough hemp rope and leaf paper from the cabinet, with the same smile, as if he didn't care about Thales' reaction: "Come together?"
He happily handed out a roll of twine: "Don't worry, there are no two holes in the line!"
But Thales looked at him complicatedly and did not speak.
jc is still in his hands.
No one knows how the star prince is at the moment.
In silence, Fast Rope seemed to finally realize the atmosphere in front of him, and he retracted the hemp rope in a weeping manner.
"Haha, just kidding," Quick Rope exhaled, reluctantly stuffed the hemp rope and leaf paper back into the cabinet, and raised the low-quality oil lamp that had been extinguished for a long time:
"Laugh, Thales, laugh."
In the suffocating silence, Prince Star finally retracted his gaze and spoke with difficulty.
"Why?"
Thyls could hear the friction in his throat due to dryness: "How..."
But the fast rope interrupted him.
Still with that optimistic, cheerful, simple, brisk laugh that seems to be able to solve all problems.
"Why? Because..."
He, Fastrope, the real ex-Prince Exeter and son of King Nunn, Moral Walton, gave out his white teeth to Thales, who was immersed in inexplicable emotions.
"Because life is heavy enough. Thales, especially for you and me."
Quickline has a bright and thought-provoking smile.
"Laugh."
"To make it lighter."
(End of this chapter)