Chapter 018 assassination (for collection, recommendation)

At Delk Manor, the party was drawing to a close, and about half of the aristocratic carriage outside the door had gone.

The remaining rickshaw pullers are getting together and chatting about nothing more than aristocratic anecdotes, about aristocratic lords keeping mistresses outside, or Mrs. so-and-so secretly dating lovers.

It has to be said that the "driver", no matter where it is, acts as a secret leaker and a rumor disseminator.

But with a burst of excitement at the manor gate, the rickshaw pullers, who were chatting excitedly, immediately scattered.

At the door, Vincent accompanied the last batch of aristocratic young people out. In the midst of greetings, the two sides came to the parking place.

", thank you, brother Vincent, for your kind hospitality. Today is really a worthwhile trip. I'm going to hold a party some other day, and I'd like to invite Brother Vincent to attend. "

"there is a drama salon over there, and Brother Vincent is also invited to come at some time."

"coincidentally, I have one over there, too."

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Looking at the eager faces around him, Vincent could not help feeling a little elated. Of course he knew why these young people, who were also aristocrats with him, courted him so enthusiastically.

Bevan, a popular figure in Laiyan City, came to his manor and made no secret of his close relationship with the Delk family during the party, which made him the focus of attention.

Vincent enjoyed the feeling, and at this time, he felt that he could do anything. Joshua? Isn't he just a magician? he even shook his face to show me! Well, when I get you, I'll see how I can train you.

And that damn rickshaw driver. Oh, he should be floating on the Lenau by now, . If you dare to rob me of a woman, you want to die.

During the warm greetings, aristocratic carriages left the manor.

", stay, brother Vincent, you are too kind."

", it should be, it should be."

In a polite voice, Vincent once again bid farewell to an aristocratic youth.

In front of the car door, the aristocratic young man grabbed Vincent's arm.

"Brother Vincent must come to my drama salon."

", it must be." Vincent felt that his handsome face was cramping with laughter.

The rickshaw driver standing by hurriedly opened the door. Just then,

"Bang!" ,

The hollowed-out carvings of the luxury carriage suddenly burst open, and a colorful figure rushed out like thunder, followed by a dazzling blade.

"Assassin!"

"be careful!"

Of course, there was a personal guard around the aristocracy, and the guard of the aristocratic youth was closest to the assassin, and he gave a warning at the first time. And drew his sword sideways and stopped in front of the aristocrat.

But in an instant, the assassin passed in front of him. Obviously, the assassin's target is not his protection.

Behind the aristocratic youth is naturally Vincent, Vincent's guard position is not good, at this time he is standing three steps behind Vincent.

This is not to say that the guard is dereliction of duty, in fact, under normal circumstances, the guard is three steps away from the object of protection. After all, apart from being in a dangerous place, no one wants to be next to a big man who follows him everywhere. If we talk about the three-step distance, it will only happen in an instant.

But now the guard was a little desperate, and although he also quickly handed the sword up, he knew very well that he would not be able to catch up, so he shouted "be careful". I hope Vincent will react to buy him time.

Is Vincent a samurai? No doubt, obviously. In fact, all aristocrats, regardless of their rank, send their young offspring to aristocratic colleges, where they learn etiquette, fighting, and so on. So basically, young aristocrats have two hands, and the difference is only a matter of force.

Vincent is not a person who can bear hardships and practice kung fu, so when he came out of the college, he had just broken through to the junior martial arts, and the degree of fighting was able to barely cover the fighting spirit on the weapons.

And he hadn't faced a formal battle for years, so when faced with an oncoming assassin, his first reaction was to pull out the slender aristocratic sword around his waist.

It must be right to say that it is right to draw a sword in battle, but now the situation is that the assassin's dagger is imminent, and he does not choose to dodge, but chooses to draw the sword, which is undoubtedly an act of mental retardation.

Sure enough, when Vincent first touched the hilt of the sword, the dagger was already in his heart.

He stared at the mask with messy symbols suddenly appeared in front of him, and then he felt a pain in his heart. Looking down, a colorful dagger was inserted impartially on his left chest.

"Ah!" Oh, Vincent screamed out!

"Don't you dare!" The guard was in a hurry, and the long sword of Blue Mang pointed straight at the center of the assassin's eyebrows.

Ding!

The assassin's empty hands suddenly magically reappeared a flashing red dagger, waving between, and fighting with the long sword.

The swift sword of the guard made the shape of the defended assassin, and everyone finally saw what the assassin looked like.

Long hair, flower clothes, masks of messy symbols, colorful daggers.

"Scary Face!"

"Scary Face!"

The two guards, who knew the goods, immediately lost their voice when they saw the strange image of the assassin.

"Jie Jie." The laughter of an owl rang out.

The assassin's body flashed, a few feet away in an instant. Looking up, the guard saw that the dagger was in front of him.

"Roar."

The guard experienced many battles and immediately raised his sword to block. Taken in the prestige of Scary Face, a blue armor-like illusion is also blessed on the body, which is the fighting armor that can be used when you reach an intermediate samurai.

"Yes," the guard shouted in his heart, imagining a rainstorm-like attack did not come, the colorful figure was unexpectedly a false move, swept away from his side. The laughter of "Jie Jie" sounded in my ear was very harsh.

"Damn it. Don't run! "

Feeling that the flirted guard was so angry that he was about to catch up with him. However, after chasing a few steps, he came to a standstill, not to mention that his speed was not as fast as Scary Face, not to mention that he was now wearing a fighting armor.

Fighting gas armor, burning its own fighting gas to form armor in the outer body to enhance the defensive force.

This thing is called fighting gas armor, we know that the effect of the real armor is about the same, while the defense force is enhanced, the gravity also increases a lot, so the speed naturally slows down.

In the end, the guard could only watch as Scary Face bypassed the unwitting carriage ahead and disappeared into the jungle by the side of the road.

Is this the number one killer in Laiyan City? In broad daylight, at most a dozen breaths came and went, leaving behind a colorful dagger, which was inserted on Vincent's left chest.

"what's going on? Am I dying. "

After more than a dozen breaths, the dagger was not pulled out, and Vincent was not completely dead. Of course, it's not far from death, and now it's endangered.

At this time, he did not fully understand his own situation, but as the vision gradually blurred, Vincent finally recovered, he panicked.

"Why, I have not inherited the title of viscount. I haven't married Joshua yet. My life is just beginning. How could he die. "

In a lower and lower murmur, Vincent, with a resentful face, stared at the sky.