The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

　　 Alan rushed on the long street, like a wild and violent ancient beast coming across the long river of time and space, with the most fierce and decisive aura.

　　 Moon night, magic claws, long street, young man, these strange images constitute a beautiful picture, which seems to be the work of a hazy abstract painter, which contains a certain absurd meaning.

The sprinting Ellen and the bone claws that came directly like a sharp sword approached at an extremely fast speed. Ellen was still in a determined and determined posture, as if the tide hit the reef and the egg slammed into the stone, vowing to hit. A crushed bone.

　　 There was still a mocking smile on the corners of the homeless man's mouth, as contemptuously as a gentleman sitting on a high platform watching the clown show.

　　 At the moment when the two were about to collide, Allen slid on his knees and tried to avoid the sharp edge of the devil's claws. However, watching Alan's unexpected scene, the corners of the homeless man's mouth rose more and more, as if he had seen some clumsy performance, his left hand clenched his fist and slammed heavily in the void.

At the moment Alan and the Bone Demon Claw passed away, Alan was already in a dislocation, seeing that he could immediately avoid the opponent’s most powerful weapon. Suddenly, the Bone Demon Claw that seemed too late to turn was smashed with a fist. Carrying a strong wind enough to smash Allen into meat, crashed down.

　　 Allen's eyes were not surprised but happy, and in such an unfavorable situation, he still laughed.

　　 Ha, he exhaled a suffocating breath in his mouth, and drank a low voice. The left hand, which was originally weak and sagging like noodles, had already held a dagger back for some time, a tactical dagger that was dark and silent as the night, the shadow.

Allen’s left hand was raised high and exhausted and collided with the falling claws, banging, it seemed that the metal collision sound of swords intersecting, the fierce sound was transmitted in the air, and then it became longer and longer under the superimposition of the alley wall. Like the long sound of a bronze bell.

　　 Allen had already given up the dagger the moment the two intersected. All he had to do was to stop it. As long as he could delay the opponent's offensive for a moment, he could escape the most ferocious blow.

Ding Dong, the sound of the broken dagger landing and the bluestone slab intersecting was exceptionally crisp. Allen did not look at the artistic picture, but coughed gently, spitting out the blood accumulated in his mouth, and the thick smell of rust echoed in his mouth, but Allen However, his spirit became more and more exciting, like a sword that has undergone tempering, or a warrior with enlightenment.

His current state is indeed not very good. If the unknown defensive equipment of his left arm elbow was only temporarily numb and weak, his performance after that was more like to confuse the enemy, then his left arm is really already It's abolished, even if he used some means of unloading force when he forced the opponent's blow, the gap between the two was too big, and it was impossible to make a lot of money in two ways.

The navy blue windbreaker had become a ragged strip of cloth in the previous fight, and Alan's nostrils and mouth also kept bleeding out, the blood in the brown pupils was densely covered, the blue veins on his forehead burst, and his body Contaminated with blood drops ejected from his mouth, his left hand drooped like a boneless snake. Allen was like the most embarrassed defeat dog at this time, but the expression on his face at this time was by no means decadent desperate, but hopeful and confident.

　　 Allen's legs bounced up like a spring-wound clockwork, and the whole person stood up from the sliding posture of kneeling on the ground, and the raised head looked at each other again.

　　 There is no joy and sadness on the face of the tramp, but his eyes are inexplicably simple and kind but full of sadness, as if he has lost his most precious thing. The next moment his eyes became mad and trance, and his mouth seemed to be whispering unconsciously.

　　 "No, no..."

　　 Then the voice gradually fainted, and the inaudible words disappeared in the night breeze.

　　 But Alan didn't have time to think about the other party's emotions. The next moment, the boy started running again, his eyes were extremely bright and shining, it seemed that the sharp sword gleaming with cold light was releasing the coldest color.

　　 Allen listened to the noise in his ears and looked at the enemy in the distance. There was no chance to do it again, and he started straight to the first and last decisiveness, killing the opponent before the weapon in the opponent's hand returned.

　　 Bang Bang Bang, Alan’s left hand was temporarily disabled, but his right hand was still intact. The blue rose, which was tightly pinched by it at the beginning of the battle, began his performance. The fierce and resplendent gunfire continued, like the most moving movement, under this moonlit night, in this remote alley, an elegant and murderous dance music was played.

　　 The splendid gunfire beating like dancing elves under the moonlit night, but it is the beauty that symbolizes death. Allen's many days of practice vented at this moment, constantly firing and trying to suppress the opponent, one by one rotating bullets went straight to the huge hole in the opponent's shield.

Alan, who has seen the other party’s zoomed-in scene, dare not bet, whether the other party can come back now. At that time, there was an official boss who could resolve it. He didn’t think he could be rescued by a passing senior expert at the moment of his death. , Even if he seems to have a very good baby on his waist, the problem is that he doesn't know where the opponent's defense limit is.

　　 While running like a cheetah, Allen kept firing and suppressing, and finally rushed in front of the opponent when there were two bullets left in the magazine.

　　 seems to understand what the other party's idea is. The tramp just opens and closes his lips silently, as if saying "It's useless."

Yes, Corel thinks so. Although he is now at the end of the crossbow, he can't be defeated by anyone. Not to mention, although the opponent's pistol is powerful, it can't break his bone shield. Even if it is shooting his own loophole, but I put the leaking place next to the right hand that is already a puddle of mud. If the other party is thinking of getting close to him, then he will let the other party know that he was hunted down. How did the three warriors of the black iron rank tragically die?

　　 Alan couldn’t and didn’t have the mind to understand the opponent’s thoughts, he just followed his own fighting ideas, and when there was no other way, the only way left was the best way.

　　 Allen rushed forward with the most fierce aura, as if he was going to fight the opponent to the death.

　　 The tramp also seemed to be infected by such a tense atmosphere, the expression on his face became cautious and serious, his eyes became dead and indifferent again, his left hand was raised high, and it seemed that he might cut it down like a long knife at any time.

　　 But at this moment, Corell's face changed colors like a revolving lantern, his face twitched fiercely and terribly, as if it were a drowning victim in the final struggle.

Allen's heart is tight, not knowing what unexpected changes have occurred, but at this moment he has no turning back. Either fall to sleep on the way to charge, or he has a way out, and there is no other way. , Although he felt that if he really fell down, he might not be able to rest in peace.

Allen cheated into the opponent's side, but he passed by in disguise in a flash, without the original aura that you are my alive, and threw in the holes in the bone shield in front of Corel. The two remaining After his grenade, Allen turned around and fired a sharp shot. After knocking out the remaining two bullets in the pistol, Allen flashed aside.

Rumble, like the sound of Xia Lei, the earth began to tremble and tremble, and the strong tremor passed to the distance along with the bluestone slabs. The insects and ants living in the corners in the shadows also fled like natural disasters. .

Allen stood up and shook his dizzy head. He didn't know if the other party would be on guard because he had used a trick before, but after thinking about it, he knew that it would not work so easily, so before reaching the other party's side I have already inserted the blue rose in my hand around my waist, and then pulled the grenade bracelet away and threw it out. The effect is that the grenade has exploded as soon as Alan brushes his body and only two bullets have passed. It's not that he moves fast, he may also be affected.

　　 While Alan frowned and shook his head, he also took the magazine from his waist and replaced the magazine with his mouth and his left hand. Suddenly, Allen's movements stopped in place.

　　 [Task: complete the eradication of the troubles]

　　 [Task evaluation: good]

　　 [task reward; 200 experience points, 10 skill proficiency points]

Alan looked at the light curtain in front of him and his expression was soothing. It was finally completed. A bright smile appeared on Alan's face. Although he hadn't seen the situation of the other party, Alan relieved his heart and breathed a sigh of relief. It was finally over, and there were no more endless nightmares and lingering shadows in memory.

　　 However, the last doubt in my heart is still difficult to dissipate. Because the other party did not seem to resist the explosion of the two grenade in the end, there was no resistance at all. The convulsive and hideous face flashed in front of him, and the confused and dazed eyes still lingered in his heart.

Allen shook his head as if he wanted to throw those crazy eyes out of his head, and smiled satisfied as he looked at the light curtain in front of him. Although he is not sure how many levels are above the good, he seems to be able to live. It's already the best ending, but how is this level of evaluation judged? If you know the judging criteria, you can target it next time.

Alan shook his head slightly dizzy, ready to clean the battlefield and leave, but before he could move, a bright light blue luster suddenly flew on the rag doll-like corpse in front of him. As if shooting an arrow straight at Allen's forehead, Allen was hit in the bullseye before he could dodge.

　　 Bang, Allen's body fell heavily to the ground, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, and the last thought in his heart was, damn, there is still a counter-attack.

　　 The dust all around was rising, and the ground that hadn't rained for half a month was dry and hard. Rotten flesh-like corpses lay across the alley, with some bright red blood flowing on the ground, moistening the always dry ground, and there seemed to be a rustling sound in the darkness, as if it were a sin. Growing.

　　 Allen fell on the ground only a few meters away from the corpse, his posture became stiff, his left hand was irregularly bent, and purple-red congestion was deposited on his arm.

Just like the most famous murder scene recently, ordinary people will only panic when they see this scene and remember to call the police when they recover, so Allen will be ready to leave the whirlpool immediately, but now he is on the ground and he is afraid that he can do nothing. .