Bug Master In Doomsday

More than a dozen people in black who are almost transparent and move extremely fast. The dagger in their hands is dripping with blood from several people.

Even though each of the guards is not bad at the level of strength, but in the face of this sudden assassination, there is no resistance at all, and they are all cleaned up within a minute!

"Papa!" Another strong corpse in armor fell on the shattered tiles. The middle-aged man with a pair of different pupils squinted his eyes, and said in a loud voice, "Go with us! Don't be useless struggle!"

"You group of executioners! I will never let you hurt the master!" A sturdy, shirtless young man holding a heavy hammer yelled without fear, and guarded the thin old blacksmith behind him.

"Boss! The guards from other districts are already on their way." Listening to the words of his subordinates beside him, the middle-aged Yitong raised his hand slightly, punched a few signs, and clenched his fist sharply.

"Understood!" The black-clothed assassin who was ordered nodded, and his figure suddenly became transparent and disappeared.

The middle-aged man with different pupils once again turned his eyes to the strong young man who was protecting the old blacksmith. He opened his mouth hidden behind half of the worm pattern mask, and said in a compelling tone:

"Boy, the guards from various districts have already begun to rush here, you have to figure it out clearly, if you insist on doing this, I can only kill you!"

"Come here if you have the courage!" The muscles of the sturdy young man carrying the hammer swelled, and he roared with excitement, but just as soon as his words fell off,

"Shoo...!" A sharp arrow shining with cold light instantly pierced his neck. He stared blankly, but felt a slight tingling in his neck.

Then the sky seemed to be suddenly shrouded in darkness, and his strong body seemed to be unable to exert any strength.

A man in black holding a quiver appeared on a pile of messy tiles. He put on half of the insect mask again, walked a few steps, bent over and pulled out the anesthesia needle on the neck of the strong young man. come out,

He glanced at the old blacksmith who was already slumped on the ground with a look of horror. He pulled the collars of the two and walked to the front of the middle-aged man with different eyes.

"Boss, do you want to take this reckless man away?"

The middle-aged different pupil nodded thoughtfully, "Let's take it away together. Although this rash man has no brains, he is probably a good ironman!"

"There! There! Don't let them run!" Seven or eight guards wearing heavy armor and holding machetes yelled loudly, and ran towards the collapsed courtyard quickly!

"Asen, you stay behind! The rest go to the warehouse to meet and retreat!"

The middle-aged man with different eyes looked at the seven or eight guards who rushed forward, and calmly gave an order, and the figure suddenly disappeared with the dozen or so men in black.

"What a troublesome thing!" Assen left behind, helplessly patted the mask on his face, and suddenly took out a few gray pills from the mask, shaking his wrist, and facing the team of guards. Just throw it away.

"Enemy attack!" The head of the guard's pupils suddenly shrank, and with a loud roar, he immediately erected a huge shield.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" With a series of explosions, the pellets that fell on the shield exploded in an instant, and a white mist with a strong odor escaped, covering the entire street.

"Cough! Cough!" The captain of the guard pulled his collar over his throat, looked at the white mist around him, and shouted angrily: "Damn! The enemy must have slipped away!"