The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 64: There is nothing to be afraid of

Mike took a deep breath, feeling a little nervous and uneasy.

He walked nervously to the balcony, held on to the railing and looked outside. He stretched out his right hand and gave a thumbs up to roughly measure the distance, and then retracted into the house.

"The rain is getting heavier and heavier."

He couldn't help but complained in a low voice to his companion: "What should I do if I can't light it then?"

"Impossible, this is an arrow stained with black fire. It cannot be destroyed by rain."

His companion shook his head, carefully separated the four arrows inserted in the quiver, and inserted them back into place again.

Blackfire is quite sticky. Doing this regularly is to prevent them from sticking to each other and preventing them from burning when taken out.

Mike sighed and sat on the bed: "I'm not worried that Black Fire will be extinguished by the rain. I'm worried that when the rain gets heavier, I won't be able to see where the bucket is..."

"Where are these four pots of arrows, brother?"

His companion said unceremoniously: "If you don't hit a pot of arrows by then, then let me do it instead."

"It's better if you come," Mike didn't take it seriously. "You can just take my share of the bounty. To be honest, I don't like such a small amount of money."

"...What good thing is your kid hiding?"

His companion was slightly stunned and asked in disbelief: "This is a whole five pounds! You really don't want it, but I really take it?"

"Five pounds is nothing..."

Mike grinned, showing his buck teeth: "This is a valuable thing."

He said, pointing with his chin to the four pots of black rocket placed on the table.

He grinned, leaned over and crooked his companion with his arm: "Hey, man, do you want to join the gang? We hid this number... Do you know the price?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand to make a sign of five, and whispered: "Five buckets. If you want to join the gang, you must bring at least one bucket with you."

"...You hid the Black Fire?"

His companion asked in disbelief: "This is a capital crime!"

"What the fuck, murdering a lord is not a capital crime?"

Mike spit on the ground and cursed: "Let us brothers do such a bad job, old Barber deserves to have his roots cut off."

"——Well scolded."

At this moment, they heard a low voice.

They stood up alertly and reached out to pick up the weapons beside the bed.

But at this moment, an arrow burning with black fire suddenly shot out of the window, setting the bed on fire.

The flame on this arrow is very dirty, emitting a pungent stench and a steady stream of black smoke that makes it difficult to open your eyes.

"Don't move."

The voice continued to sound from the window, which seemed a little blurry under the increasingly fierce sound of rain: "You know what this is."

As he spoke, a tall, strong man wearing brown new leather armor jumped in.

He held the sword in his right hand and raised it toward them. The left hand holds a quiver without arrows.

The next moment, another arrow shot into the house. This time the hit was the corner of the wall.

But the two people in the room became even more nervous.

This means that there are at least two people attacking them!

"...Friends, who are you?"

Mike asked cautiously: "Everything is easy to talk about... How about letting friends from outside come in to take shelter from the rain?"

"No, we'll leave right away."

The swordsman, whose hair was messed up by the rain but whose eyes were not moved at all, looked at Mike calmly: "You said...you hid five barrels of black fire?"

"..."

Not sure which side this person belonged to, Mike didn't dare to talk to him for a while.

But his attitude has shown a lot.

The swordsman did not hesitate and stepped forward with his sword drawn.

The muscles wriggled abnormally, and power pumped from the heart to the arms——

——A full blow!

Mike's companion was caught off guard and tried to raise his dagger to parry.

But as soon as the dagger was raised, it was struck by a sword and spun to the side and flew out!

"Uh...!"

His right hand was directly numbed by the huge force, and he even felt that his wrist was sprained.

But these are small things——

Seeing that the second sword was still opening and closing, slashing at him without stopping, his heart was filled with despair.

Military swordsmanship!

He is from the military——

The next moment, his head flew out and hit the wall hard, and his body fell back weakly.

"You should not be enemies with the lord."

The swordsman replied calmly.

At this moment, there was a strange noise outside the window. A young man who was also wet and holding a long bow but not wearing armor jumped in.

"Let's go, old goose. Next place."

The young man urged casually, but his eyes quickly noticed: "How did you survive?"

"He hid five barrels of black fire."

The delicious wind goose replied seriously: "Tie him up and let someone else torture him. Let's go to the next place..."

"No, no need to torture, no need to torture, two military masters!"

When Mike saw his companion being beheaded without even passing a move, he was so frightened that he broke his voice: "I'll just tell you! I've just been recruited for three months and I don't know anything!" ”

"If you had known, you wouldn't have been left to do such a thing."

Delicious Feng Goose laughed: "Do you really think you can get the money afterwards?"

When Mike heard this, he was slightly startled. Silence fell.

"I never planned on it, **** it," he sighed self-deprecatingly, "How else would I do such a thing...

"Be sure, Master Jun. If I'm right, can you spare my life?"

Mike looked at the delicious goose pleadingly.

The delicious wind goose calmly replied: "If we can really get it, we won't kill you."

"Three of the five barrels of black fire belong to me, and I hid them at the bottom of the lake in the east district. The stone near the west bank goes straight down and is scattered under the mud. You can find it with a little searching. ”

Mike felt slightly relieved and answered immediately.

But he soon saw obvious disappointment in their eyes.

He panicked.

Why, why?

“Forget it, it’s too much trouble. ~IndoMTL.com~ I don’t have the time to look for it.”

Delicious Wind Goose shook his head and commented pitifully: "What a waste of time."

"I thought of a game that draws a big circle for you and asks you to find someone, but in the end you find that it's all in the corners."

The child couldn't help but complain.

"What a waste of time. I thought I could save time on transporting buckets out...I'll give you my experience, kid. I'll note this address in the forum, and whoever is free can go dig it up. Tsk , it will probably take a long time to dig it out.”

"Okay."

The wandering child responded happily, took the sword from the delicious wind goose, and beheaded Mike who was stunned in place with a confused look on his face until he died.

Mike even died with his eyes closed.

He simply could not understand why they were not interested in the Black Fire he had hidden...

"Oh, Ah Gang said, you can go up. The last place was cleared by her alone. You should go squat in the house first. Gerald should be entering the house soon."

Delicious Wind Goose patted the child on the shoulder: "Get ready to hit the road, brother."

"Okay!"

The child became energetic and made excited sounds.

His concentration is high and his morale is high.

Maybe...

"It's definitely okay to try your best to do some damage, but it doesn't matter if you miss and kill that guy, right?"

The child glanced at his own death countdown, and said in a deep voice as usual: "Now that things have happened, there is nothing to be afraid of——"

"You are so stupid that you dare to say any lines..."

Delicious Wind Goose couldn't help but complain: "How about we go to K11 to eat barbecue together after we log off tonight?"

"...Are you going to die with me?"