Monarch of Evernight

Grasping Prince Zhao's hand forward slowly for a thousand nights, his palms seemed to hold one thing, both his fingers were broken, but still not loosened. You can see from the broken fingers that it's a generic bottle with a very common neuroleptic on the label.

In the eyes of those who have access to the door, this medicine is not worth a few silver coins at all. Perhaps that's why the killer finally gave up taking it.

But Thousand Nights knows what this medicine is for.

This medicine was bought by Prince Zhao for Thousand Nights to relieve the symptoms of dark blood attacks. Just because they were late shipping, they didn't end up in the hands of Thousand Nights.

Just didn't think that before his death, Zhao even had his legs cut off and he hadn't forgotten the medicine.

Thousand nights it was as if to see Prince Zhao stand up again and hand over the bottle. He was proud to say: “What I have promised someone Zhao has never counted! ”

The medicine is in hand, but it is no longer needed at all.

Thousand nights have been fighting for Prince Zhao for some time. Every time he takes part in a gambling battle, the reward is a silver coin, and three battles bring back a bottle of medicine. Because virtual fights are technical, they pay more than bloody fights.

In the land of abandonment, the people who are not afraid of death are everywhere, but there are few who really know how to fight.

This is the reality of abandonment, where people keep gambling with their bodies and their lives. But they won with their lives, and they didn't get the value of a piece of bread that the valves of the upper middle continent lost.

On the perennial continent of night, where there is no order and justice to speak of, the son of Zhao, who speaks of Binoh, is a complete dissident. Thousand nights with Prince Zhao is only a temporary employment relationship. In fact, Prince Zhao has always regarded him privately as a brother. That is also why Thousand Nights has been willing to cooperate with him and has made several covert efforts to protect him.

With Prince Zhao present, the forces in other areas will not be able to enter the lighthouse town, and the people in the town will at least be able to live an orderly life.

Prince Zhao, Sheriff Zhao, and Thousand Nights, they maintain order in the township of Lighthouse in the black and white and gray areas, respectively. Within the boundaries of Black River City, Lighthouse Town is a small piece of land, so there are more and more people living here, even the waste-pickers, who try to stay overnight as far away as they can.

It's just that all their efforts were useless before the Expeditionary Army, a giant thing, and it just moved a little bit of a little finger and crushed everything.

takes a deep breath at night, just feels like a breath of blood is slowly boiling in your chest! He is powerless to fight the Expeditionary Army, but he can teach those accomplices and dogs a profound and eternal lesson!

Thousand Nights said softly: "Lord Zhao, give it to me, my reward has been received. ”

As if it were a miracle, Mr. Zhao's hand, which he had been holding tight, suddenly loosened.

Throughout the night, the medicine bottled into the bag and swept into the room.

It was also looted and the two steel doors of the armoury did not fly, and the sky was empty. This was long overdue, and he didn't care about these ordinary gunpowder weapons.

He left Prince Zhao's room and walked silently along the corridor.

As he passed through the door of a room, he suddenly stopped for a thousand nights and removed the shotgun behind him.

There was a voice in the room, one of which was a tiger.

“Thanks to the help of Prince Qi, I was able to sit in this position. In the future, if there are any orders from Prince Qi, I am sure that the tiger will be in the wind and will not say goodbye! ”

The other voice was a bit obscene and soft, and he said, "This Zhao and that kid named Thousand Nights are too clueless to lift up, giving face shame! Are they just saying what they say when they're our boys? Mr. Zhao, he's just a Plankton, and dare to call himself a son. ”

The grim tiger, who is also a groundhound, laughed with some embarrassment in his laughter.

The mean voice went on to say, "You people, you can lean on our son and be a dog to him, you don't know how many people can't fix it! Just throw a bone and you'll eat it for a few years! But if you have other thoughts you shouldn't have, oh, don't blame me for the ugly words ahead, then this Zhao name today, is your tomorrow! ”

Lian Tiger said: “I dare not, dare not! I'll do my best! Master Wang, it's too late, should we rest? If you see any woman in town, I'll bring her to you! ”

Lord Wang sighed and said, “It's really just that Min 'er who smells here. Too bad...”

“Who let her bite the son? This is the fifth night the son has ordered her to die after seven days of sin. Now she's long gone from human form, let's change it. ”

The man hesitated and said, "Fine. ”

At this time, a cold voice came out of the door for thousands of nights: "No need to change people. ”

“Who?”

“Who's out there? ”

Shout and drink in the room.

At this time, the perception of the vastly improved physique of the blood family played a role. Just listening to the cluttered footsteps, he outlined the situation in the room in his heart, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

An escort jumped directly at the door, which was almost foolish and brave.

Hunting guns landed on the door for thousands of nights and fired a direct shot!

The thin wooden door was blown out of a big hole, so close, the guard was also blown backwards by huge impulses, and the chest was fleshly blurred.

Kicked down the door at night, didn't look at it, and fired another shot into the room. The dense iron sand instantly covered most of the rooms and screamed inside.

Behind that Lord Wang, a big, fat man jumped out, he was two meters and two, and seemed to have muscles all over his head. In front of him, a thousand nights with a net height of more than one meter and eighty-five seemed like a child.

The man had dozens of blood spots on his face and body, all struck by iron sand, but obviously this homemade double-barrel shotgun had little effect on him.

The big man roared and rushed to the face of the thousand nights, beating his fist almost comparable to the head of the thousand nights.

The night did not dodge, the same punch waved, and the big man punched him hard!

In the crackling bone crack, the big man's fist was visibly deformed, even with his arm twisted to the side. With such a simple and rough fight, Thousand Nights is completely crushing the opponent!

A thousand nights took off, revealing a slightly thin body with an astonishing amount of power, kicking the big man directly. The big man slammed through two walls, which fell to the ground and could no longer climb.

Clapping his hands for a thousand nights, he smiled and said: "Tiger Yan, we meet again. As for this gentleman, his name is Wang? ”

Lord Wang in the mouth of Yan Tiger is a middle-aged man, his hair is already half bald, and his big belly looks very burdensome. But if you despise him because of his appearance, you're wrong. A guy like that actually has the strength of a first-degree soldier.

“Thousand nights! You're not dead yet?” The harsh tiger shouted and subconsciously leaned against the wall.

Mr. Wang was very calm, but he had just raised the table and blocked the flying iron sand. His whole body seemed intact.

He slowly said, "Are you a thousand nights? I haven't seen you, but I've heard. Our son Qi is very interested in you. I thought you had escaped or died, so I ‘cleaned’ this place up and removed some of the obstacles. Now that you're back, I can make up my mind and give you one more chance to come back with me and work for the boy, okay? You are very young and talented. Only under Prince Qi can you truly develop your abilities. Otherwise, sooner or later you'll be able to do everything for a bite, just like the scum on the wasteland. Dinner for wild dogs when you're dead! Is this really what you want? ”

Mr. Wang talked with that feeble voice, which was actually a little convincing.

“But I really don't like some of your guys, like this guy.” Thousands of nights pointed at the Tiger.

Seeing Thousand Nights like this, Mr. Wang relieved himself: “If you will work for us, then naturally he will be useless. You can do whatever you want with him. You can take care of his place now, okay? I'm in charge of this! ”

“No! No! Master Wang, this is not working!” Yan Tiger had no idea it would turn out this way, and jumped in shock.

Then, it seemed that the grim tiger in extreme terror suddenly pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger violently against the thousand nights, laughing and screaming: "Son of a bitch, go to hell! ”

Gunshots and smoke covered everything up, and when the Tiger emptied the bullet in his pistol, he saw himself standing undamaged for thousands of nights.

Mr. Wang's eyelids fluctuated constantly, and he could see clearly from the side. Every time the tiger pulled the trigger, his body twisted strangely at night, avoiding the shooting trajectory of the bullet. This technique, which he has seen only in the military, is also an important reason why guns can't do anything about it.

The magazine is empty and the Tiger is still pulling the trigger. The machine slammed like a mourning bell for him.

Continuous and tremendous movement in the room finally struck those who were stationed further afield, hurrying from the bottom to the top, from far and near.

After a thousand nights of stretching his legs, a pistol formerly belonging to the guard reached his palm and fired several shots at the wall across the corridor.

The partitions in these rooms are all wooden and iron and look a little thin in front of the pistol. Bullets go through thin walls like eyes, shooting at people outside. The person who was shot screamed for a moment and fell from the railing.

Falling from the height of three floors is a broken leg injury for ordinary people. If you accidentally hit the neck bone, you will not survive.

Five shots were fired at night, and five people were shot down, and there were still bullets left in the pistol.

Neither did he return his head. At the gunpoint, he threw his left shoulder. The bullet accurately fired into Mr. Wang's arm. The latter screamed, his hand loosened and a particularly heavy pistol landed on the ground.