It was getting darker. At about ten o'clock in the evening. Weir checked his sword, tidied up his clothes, and the three of them went out.

Walking on the street at night, even at 10 o'clock in the evening, this commercially developed city is still brightly lit, and some drunk pedestrians are helping them walk towards their homes.

Weil was very excited at this time, this bustling city, and the people in front of us.

Others may come out at night to entertain, drink, and relax. But they want to kill people and kill many people, and one of them is a simple, wandering little beauty, which is really hard to stop.

Not long after, we arrived at the gate of the target manor. The senior brother and sister were no longer there, and they were the only ones who came to lead the guards at the door.

"Good evening, gentlemen, so please die." After saying this strange words, Weir crossed his arms, drew out his swords, and at the same time turned on the 'Thunder Mode' and rushed directly to the guard at the door.

Before the two guards at the door could react, they felt that several positions on their bodies were numb, then cold, and finally lost consciousness.

Vir cut the guard into several pieces with his swords, and blood was splattering everywhere, and internal organs were all over the ground.

But Weir didn't feel anything wrong, he just felt that killing people and killing wild animals was no different. He just said meaningless words before he died.

After Vir cut the two guards into several sections, a young guard further away was already scared. When had he ever seen such a cruel scene? He didn't even shout about the enemy or alarm, but turned around and ran away, shouting help.

It can be said that this young man has good mental quality. If he wants to change to an ordinary person, he may have been so scared that he collapsed on the ground.

The young man's shouts also served as a warning, and a large number of guards in the manor ran out.

Weir held the sword in both hands, and the swords drooped naturally. He looked at the crowd rushing towards him, grinned silently, and then rushed up directly.

After Vier rushed to the crowd, he first slashed a middle-aged man with a few swords, and then blocked the sword he had cut at him with one sword. When the two weapons were in contact, a large number of sparks appeared. Vier's sword wanted to cut the enemy's sword like a saw, and then cut the enemy into two pieces by the way.

He kept rushing among the enemies and chopping them down. Gradually, Vir found that there was no one around him, only the remaining limbs on the ground, and two of them were cut in half and wailing on the ground, slowly crawling into the distance.

Some of the guards in the distance looked at Vill with fear and hatred, but they did not have the courage to continue to move forward. There were a few more timid ones whose pants were already wet and emitted a smell that was not very good. However, the dark sky and the smell of blood that could be smelled throughout the manor covered them.

Just as Vir was planning to continue killing these guards, a sense of crisis came from the side. This was the feeling that Vir had after many life and death, which was the basis for seeing and hearing and being domineering.

He had already sat back and jumped as fast as possible, and an extremely fast bullet flew past him.

"You all retreat. I'll deal with this person, but I have to pay more money afterwards. This person is too strong." said a young man in his twenties.

The young man had short gray hair and two meters tall. He was wearing a leather jacket and a pair of pants with many holsters. His legs were covered with holsters from above his knees to his waist. There was a pistol in it. What was most concerned about was that he was carrying a huge wooden box behind him, which was half a meter wide and one meter high. He didn't know what it was inside.

The young man who fired the gun just now. Weir had seen the gun in the Pirate World. The bullets did not fly fast, and the bullets fired by this young man were extremely fast.

Looking closely at this guy's gun, it is different from the ordinary flintlock pistol in the Pirate World. It has a longer barrel and the amount of flame is also increased where the gunpowder is added.

Is the power of the gun sacrificed for the bullet? After one shot, the pistol will basically be scrapped.

After understanding the opponent, Weir felt that this guy should be very strong, so he didn't care. He rushed forward and wanted to get in the distance.

Before getting closer, the young man opposite fired another shot, pulled out two guns on his leg, fired directly, and then threw them away, and continued to pull out the gun.

Weir felt that the bullets flying towards him could still dodge if they were just dodging, but after dodging, there was no chance to get close. So with his reaction and swordsmanship, he directly cut the bullet into two pieces with one sword, causing the bullet to lose its accuracy. He must not let the opponent and himself be able to distance himself.

In less than a minute, the young man used up all the guns on his legs, but he did not panic. Instead, he slapped the mechanism on the wooden box behind him, and more than a dozen pistols that were the same as those on his legs popped up on both sides of the wooden box.

Weir looked at the guy in front of him and said that there were too many guns. Although he could kill bullets, he could bear the power of the bullets himself. It was not easy now and he could not drag them any longer.

Directly turn on the maximization of the ‘Thunder Mode’, and point the two swords directly to the ground.

Looking at the Vill's posture, the young man felt his scalp numb for unknown reasons, and then slapped another position of the wooden box. This time, a long-tube rifle appeared. There was an iron ball in the shape of a shell above the buttstock. It can be seen how much gunpowder this guy put in the gun, put the wooden box of characteristic materials in front of him, and then set up the rifle.

Weir did not care about the young man's actions, but whispered.

"Secret Sword, Yan Return"

The young man felt that everything in front of him had disappeared, and his attention was all focused on the front. In front of him were two purple sword energy showing a cross shape.

He shot without hesitation. With a loud bang, the bullet came out of the cavity.

The bullet that had never been in trouble in the past has not stopped the sword energy in front of him. At the speed that the young man could not react at all, the sword energy first slashed the bullet, and then slashed onto the wooden box. The sword energy was greatly hindered. Then the wooden box was cut into four pieces, and finally slashed on the young man's left hand, and his left arm was directly chopped. Even the left chest close to his left hand was cut out several sword marks that penetrated through his body.

The young man endured the severe pain and did not lose consciousness. Then he ran quickly towards the wall on one side, ran to the wall, and took out a strange device on it, like a cannon, but there was actually a seat at the tail of the cannon.

The young man directly activated the cannon. With a sound of thrust, he did not fire the shells, but the cannon flew out, and there were also the young man sitting on it.

Weir was speechless when he saw it. Weir, who had just finished his ultimate move, had a period of weakness for a while, so he usually didn't need Yan Hui. He thought that guy couldn't run far, but he didn't expect that he had such a device hidden. He really ran away after installing a beep.

"This is an inventor, but after suffering that injury, my hands and ribs may have been cut off by me. I probably can't survive. Even if I survive, it would be nice to come to seek revenge." Weir did not care about the enemy's escape, because Weir knew that the guys who used guns were not very strong in the later stage, and only those strong ones were strong.

However, Weir was still very interested in being able to block Yan Hui's cutting wood. He picked up a piece of wood that was two fists. Weir looked at it and saw nothing special. After cutting a sword, he felt so hard. He was in the 'thunder mode' and could not cut this wood. This wood was not Adam.

Putting away this piece of wood, Virgil looked at the three-story building of the manor. He saw a middle-aged man looking at him at the window on the second floor, looking very calm.

He rushed straight to a few steps, jumped into the room where the middle-aged man was, looked at the middle-aged man, took out the photos and compared them, yes, he was Steve Louis.

"I had expected such a day and wanted to stop, but unfortunately Doris disagreed. She was already fascinated by the feeling of selling slaves and dealing with other people's lives at will. I promised me a request and I would give you all my property." Steve Louis said as he looked at Ville's face.

He didn't talk nonsense to Steve Louis at all. He cut him into two pieces with one sword, and walked out the door. The property? It's ridiculous, it's all real estate. What's the use of me? Should I sell it? As soon as the owner of the property died, someone sold his real estate. The World Government would never look at it. Even if it's incompetent, it's the largest organization in the world. As for cash, I went to find it myself. Whether it could be found depends on God's will. In short, it was Weir who was unhappy about this guy, so he killed it directly.

As soon as Weir took two steps, he felt his trousers tighten and found that Steve Louis, who had already become two pieces, was holding his trousers tightly and said with difficulty.

"Let my daughter go, she knows nothing. Even if she is your wife, she is very beautiful, let her live." After that, Steve Louis vomited a mouthful of blood, which was supported by his will.

"Sorry, the task I received was to kill your whole family, so please feel free to die. Take good care of your daughter below, and I won't do it for you." After that, he kicked Steve Louis away and walked towards the manor's three hugs.

"You demon, you must die a good death. Even if I, Steve Louis, will not let you go, I, curse you, and one day I will end up like me." Steve Louis came from behind like an evil ghost.

"Hahaha, hehehe, hate you, even if you end up like you, I will live a glorious life." After that, he turned around and left, leaving Steve Louis with no anxiety left.

Before his death, Steve Louis looked at a ring in his hand, his expression was no longer so ferocious, but a kindness and reluctance.

It was a green diamond platinum ring, which was worn by him on his thumb. It was his fifty birthday. His daughter specially bought it for him on a small island full of gems. For this reason, his daughter rode a boat for nearly a month and was almost kidnapped by pirates.
Chapter completed!