Monarch of Evernight

“Nobody move! Hands up!” The soldiers of the City Defense Forces were shouting and lifting their guns for thousands of nights.

Raise your hands slowly at night and step back silently until your spine is up against the wall.

There was an influx from the alley into the formation of the city defense forces, and people appeared on both sides of the roof.

Thousands of nights frowned slightly, and he saw two snipers lying on the roof 200 meters away, while several of the black-pressed guns in front of him were force guns, indicating that there were a number of soldiers in the city's defense forces.

This ratio informs the private forces of the valves that even the city's defense forces in a border city like Leben are no less well equipped than the main imperial regiment.

An officer with a mustache jumped off a Land Cruiser and swept at the body on the ground, asking, “What's going on? ”

“I don't know what happened, these people jumped out of nowhere and attacked me.” Thousand Nights: “Oh, and that guy, he said he called himself Horse Three Knives. ”

Big beard waved, "Whatever happens, I can figure it out. Now, take off your weapon and come back with me to the city defense house with this guy called the Horse Triple Knife, and get this straight. ”

Frowning slightly at night, as an officer of the City Defense Forces, Big Beard's decision seemed normal, yet he always felt hostile and murderous from somewhere.

And that's when he heard that strange whistle again at night, and this time he finally remembered what it was. That's the Force Array in the recharge!

Thousand nights without false thoughts, leaning back fully, brick walls could not withstand this collision, instantly a large hole, dusty, masonry fall, the thousand nights have rushed into the room.

There was a roar in the alley, and several nuclear projectiles shouted at the place where they had stood for thousands of nights. Another unique muffled sound in the explosion was the sound of a large-calibre sniper bomb. If the night were still in place and so set on fire, even with his lineage, he would be badly injured.

In the shout of the Bearded Officer, several City Defense Forces fighters had rushed to the opening of the wall, and suddenly a melon-sized grenade burst out of the undisturbed fog.

“Force grenade!” Several city defense forces frightened their souls and fled desperately.

The grenade crossed the entire alley and hit the opposite wall without exploding.

“Shit, it's fake!” The bearded officer, angry and blue, led the team into the house himself.

And at the same moment, the shadow of a thousand nights broke through the roof and rushed out. He punched the City Defense Forces on the roof, grabbed the assault rifle, removed a string of grenades from the soldier's waist, pulled the insurance and threw it into the room below.

The house beneath his feet vibrated suddenly, causing continuous explosions, accompanied by roaring and angry shouts from officers with mustaches. These gunpowder grenades have limited power and are good for ordinary people, making it very difficult for Lv5 soldiers to blow up or injure a mustache. But even eating a few grenades in a closed environment must have been enough to keep him busy for a while.

However, in the heart of the thousand nights that dominated the wind, I couldn't bear to spew a dirty word.

These city defense forces are obviously bad visitors, and if they are truly part of the group that attacked in the alley, he will be in serious trouble. The number of people is huge, if you really want to kill one person, it's hard to get out of the way.

But if you kill the City Defense Forces, the consequences are absolute. None of the world's valves will let go of those who killed the family forces, and will surely pursue them to the end, regardless of the cause.

Thousands of nights still hesitated to kill, suddenly a warning sign broke through, and a sniper almost wiped his body and whistled.

Suddenly there was no expression on his face, he raised his assault rifle, pointed at a sniper not far from the roof, and pulled the trigger.

The assault rifle sprayed its tongue, and instantly the whole magazine was emptied.

The distance between the thousand nights and the sniper was more than 200 metres, and although it was also within the range of the assault rifle, the sniper had no confidence that the shooting at that distance would hit him. In his view, the other party was acting more like a blind exasperation.

The showers flew in an instant, almost all within a metre of the sniper. The sniper screamed and his body bounced, instantly more than a dozen bullet holes.

The magazine was exchanged for a thousand nights and fired in another direction. The second sniper was also hit by more than a dozen bullets, screaming and falling from the roof.

Put on the last magazine for a thousand nights, shoot, take down all the warriors who dare to turn their heads, then drop the assault rifle, jump on the roof and go away.

It was not until a thousand nights away that the city defense forces dared to climb up from the ground and look east and west with caution. The beard walked out of the half-cut wall and his face looked terrible.

At this time, a slightly blessed figure appeared in the alley, and it was the chief executive of Xinglong Commercial Bank, Wang Yuan. He saw the ground full of wolves, his cheeks fluttering, and sweat beads dripping out over his oily forehead.

“Why... is this happening?” Wang has active stuttering tunnels.

“Help... Help me!” A faint voice came from the side.

Wang Yunyuan turned his head and saw the horse three knives against the wall, covering his abdominal wound with one hand. Blood continued to gush out of the finger seams. Wang's active face suddenly became more shady, giving a look to the beard.

The beard walked to the horse's three knives, raised the force pistol, pointed at his heart, and shot him hard. The explosive power of the gun almost punched the horse through his body.

Horse threesome took his last breath and struggled: “Why... why? ”

“No reason, you lost, and you know too much.” Wang has been downplayed.

“You...” The horse threw out the word and fell with endless resentment.

Wang Yunyuan wiped the sweat off his forehead and said to Big Beard: “I'm going to Lord Zhao's now, and I'm counting on you. Whatever you do, make sure you catch that kid, or we won't be able to talk about it! ”

Big beard nodded, waved to several warriors, drinking: “You guys, go to all the city gates right away, go in and out, etc. Be sure to scrutinize them strictly, you can't catch them wrong! The rest of you, follow me! ”

A moment later, a team of city defensemen stormed out of the barracks and began a full city search. A group of city defensemen rushed into the hotel room for a thousand nights, but they searched and found nothing useful except some laundry changes.

At this time, in West Pole City, the afternoon main house is quiet. Zhao Jundu stood on the waterfront terrace outside the study and looked at the smoky Xuan Machine Lake in front of him. His face was empty, like he was contemplating, as if he had not thought about anything.

Suddenly the iron horse clanging under the porch, it was a summons from a guest.

Zhao Jundu walked into the study and saw that the visitor was Uncle Wang. There were some accidents, but he was still welcome to sit down.

Uncle Wang is an elderly person brought by Princess Gaoyi when she married Zhao Valve. The princess has been living in another hospital for many years due to illness. Liaison with the four sons and daughters is the responsibility of Uncle Wang. In recent years, with the four sons growing up, Uncle Wang has been with Zhao Ruoxi most of the time.

Uncle Wang looked heavily and opened the door to the mountains: “Four sons, the old slaves have been thinking over and over these days. I still think there is something I need to tell you. ”

Zhao Jundu, not asking what was going on, said first: "Heard Xixi went to see her mother in another courtyard?” What did Uncle Wang want to tell him behind Zhao's back? And Zhao Ruoxi's temper doesn't like people to care about her, even if this other person is her brother-in-law.

As if to know what Zhao Jundu was thinking, Uncle Wang immediately said: “At the time of the accident, Old Slave and Zhao Cai were present. Miss had asked me to wait for the word not to be revealed, but if it was merely the inheritance of Mansh Savannah, then the man was probably still... related to the old things... and Miss...” Speaking of which, Uncle Wang stopped and seemed to be looking for the right words, "Miss knows very little about the old things. ”

Zhao Jundu has two eyebrows. Old business? Is there anything old that could compare to Mansh Savannah's legacy? He thought that the waiter would come in to serve tea and then instruct them to stay away from the porch and not to let anyone near him.

Zhao Jundu looked at the door and pressed it somewhere under the table. The window frame and several arrays of force on the wall were activated, isolating all sounds inside and outside the study. He brought Uncle Wang a cup of tea himself, so he sat down and waited for Uncle Wang to start from scratch.

Uncle Wang has been pondering the matter over and over these days, and although the words are concise, no details or points have been omitted. Shortly after, Zhao Ruoxi met a thousand nights in the valley, pretended to be hunted down, the last thousand nights appeared in the form of a light wing talent, started Mansh Savannah, and the process of shooting the blood Viscount was said locally.

Zhao Jundu's face changed in number and was silent for a long time before he said: “The Empire's study of Mansh Savannah still does not know how to inherit it it. In this generation, after Xixi became master of Mansh Savannah, where I, the Zhao ethnic group, as long as my blood is pure enough, I can barely or succeed in shooting, but the termination technique is impossible. ”

Uncle Wang knew that all Zhao's brothers and sisters with pure blood could use Manche Sahua. In fact, the only one who really succeeded in filling, starting and firing was Zhao Jundu. Everyone else could only complete the first or two steps, and Zhao Jundu's shooting, that is, the power of the same level of Force pistol, was different from Zhao Ruoxi's Manche Sahua termination technique: Forgotten that there was a heavenly earth.

“Light wings? Wings of the Cloud Sky?” Zhao Jundu's color grew heavier and heavier. He suddenly got up and walked a few laps in the room, then stopped and shook his head. “Impossible," said Zhao. "If there was a second heir to the cloud sky, we couldn't have gotten any wind. ”

Uncle Wang slowly said: “The reason why the old slave feels that the person's identity is important is not only that his breath is similar to that of a young lady. On another matter, about two years ago, the young lady went to the Dark Blood City of Yongnight Mainland to intercept the Yongnight Councillor, accompanied by an old slave, and met a young man in a small town bar with a conspicuous scar on her chest. ”

Wang Old Tong said: “The two people are very similar, most likely the same person. ”

The teacup in Zhao's hand suddenly crumbled.