Longmen Catcher Moffett

The senior warlock of the integration movement looked around in fear and let out a sigh of relief.

He was really scared to death just now.

A woman who can't even be dealt with by the intensified soldiers is too scary.

He is a sorcerer, can he go up and give it for free?

So he has been hiding here.

"No, I have to report to the leader immediately."

The warlock quickly popped out the communicator from under the robe, intending to sense Tallulah. Now there is a tough guy in the city.

However, suddenly a scorching knife light flashed.

"what!!!"

The high-ranking warlock's hand holding the communicator fell to the ground instantly along with the communicator.

His hand was cut off!

"Ahhh!"

Severe pain struck, and the high-ranking warlock had no choice but to use his good hand to hold down his severed hand, wailing incessantly.

"Knew it."

"Da da da."

With the sound of footsteps, Yanke supported the patriot, and with a trace of blood on the big knife in his hand, he slowly walked out from the shadow beside him.

"I knew it was you."

Yan Ke's eyes were bloodshot, and the big knife in his hand was burning with red flames.

"You, aren't you, are you leaving!"

The warlock kneeling on the ground trembled a little because of the pain.

"I've felt strange since those guys suddenly rushed up without fear of death just now."

Yanke's long knife stuck in the ground and knelt down to look at the high-ranking warlock.

"So, I specially kept an eye out, and went around to take a look. Sure enough, there is still a fish that slipped through the net."

Although the high-ranking warlock was in pain, he still held back his head and begged Yan Ke.

"Don't kill me, us, aren't we companions?"

Yan Ke smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Okay, I won't kill you, don't worry."

With that said, Yan Ke picked up the Patriot, turned around and left.

At this moment, the high-ranking warlock moved his finger, and a black magic hammer suddenly formed in his hand, aimed at Yanke's back, and was about to throw it out!

puff!

However, before he could throw the hammer, Yanke seemed to have eyes behind his back, and the blade of the long knife in his hand swung and pierced directly into the warlock's heart.

"Feel sorry."

Yanke arrived in a cold voice.

"I can promise not to kill you."

"But my knife doesn't agree."

With a plop, the dead body fell to the ground.

In front of the pool of blood all over the ground, the Sarkaz swordsman swaggered forward.

Chapter 2. 4500 words, let me give you extra meals.

Recently, I played a crisis contract, and I suddenly felt that Yanke was really easy to use.

I love it.

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"Hahahahaha."

When Yanke had raised his knife and dropped it, Malphite and his party were eating sweet potatoes and discussing the battle plan.

"How to find the core city control room in Qiecheng now?"

Angel Neng threw the sweet potato skin in his hand to the ground, stuffed the last bite of sweet potato meat into his mouth, and asked vaguely.

"Generally speaking, the control centers of such large mobile cities are located in the center of the city, a little closer to the underground."

Quietly clean the sweet potato, Hoshiguma thought for a while and said.

"Then how do we find..."

Croissant slapped his head. Even if this place is just... the core city, the core city of Keqie City covers thousands of square kilometers. If we are looking for it, when will we find it?

"do not worry."