When Allen jumped down from a two-meter-high wall, he startled a few men who were surrounding a prostitute. Just as they were about to curse, Allen had already run far away. Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from behind them, and an invisible shockwave sent them flying. They groaned and scrambled to their feet as a masked man ran straight past them. One of the men was the most unlucky. He had just propped himself up when the masked man kicked him back to the ground.
Only then did they look back. A good section of the wall had collapsed. It was obvious that the person who broke through the wall was in a bad mood.
The masked man was indeed in a terrible mood.
Allen was more cunning than he had imagined and had shaken him off twice. Fortunately, he was experienced, or else he wouldn't be tricked by a little brat and be unable to catch up. Moreover, Allen would cause chaos from time to time, just like now, when he dashed into another alley, he knocked away a few passers-by. However, he used a clever move to knock the passers-by in his direction. He was so tired that he had no choice but to avoid these human-shaped obstacles, allowing Allen to take the lead.
However, he knew that even if Allen was quick-witted, he wouldn't be able to defeat him. There was one thing he could not avoid, and that was the difference between the levels of Origin Energy. Allen had been through a series of fierce battles and had been running at full speed for so long. The fact that he was able to persist until now was already an astonishing feat of tenacity. However, he reckoned that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long. As long as they kept up with him, he would eventually collapse from exhaustion.
That would be the death of this young man!
Allen was well aware of this.
He was almost at his limit. His heart? Huh??? Pow? Arc T Poke Ω? Pry? N quinoa? Do you doubt the beauty of Fu Lang Si leech? Waving and running??? Retard? What? Round and Happy
He had to think of something!
He crouched down again and squeezed through a window in the building. He passed through the living room and crashed into the bedroom. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a chair. He stretched out his leg to pick it up and threw it at the bedroom window. The glass shattered and fell to the ground. Allen, on the other hand, dashed towards the large bed in the room. A sleepy woman crawled out from under the blankets on the bed. Before she could figure out what was going on, Allen had already burrowed into her quilt.
Immediately, a delicate fragrance assailed his nostrils.
Unfortunately, in this dangerous war zone, Allen had no such thoughts. The dagger in his hand lightly pressed against the woman's lower abdomen and said in a low voice, "Don't speak, otherwise …"
By the time he finished speaking, the masked man had already chased him into the bedroom. The woman shrieked in fright. The masked man glanced at her and then rushed to the window with a grunt. He broke through the window and continued to chase after Allen.
Only then did Allen heave a sigh of relief. He sheathed his knife and took out a few bills from his pocket. He stuffed them into the woman's hand and said, "This is compensation for some of your losses …"
Only then did the woman see clearly that the youth who had come out of nowhere and boldly burrowed into her quilt was exceptionally handsome. Although the youth's behavior surprised her, there were all kinds of strange things happening in the Black Street every day. After the shock, she calmed down, and when she saw the money that Allen stuffed into her hand, her eyes became even brighter. She boldly wrapped her legs around Allen and pressed him under her. "I already have a lot of money. I don't have any spare change for you. How about letting big sister accompany you for a night? "
After saying that, she was about to kiss his lips.
Only then did Allen realize that the woman under the quilt was naked. His body immediately reacted when she pressed down on him naked. But he wasn't in the mood now. First, he sealed the other party's kiss with one hand, then he forcefully pushed her back, causing the woman to moan in pleasure or pain. Allen smiled and slid off the bed. He left the bedroom the way he came, leaving behind the woman who was full of lust with nowhere to vent it.
The masked man chased for a while, but he didn't find anything. He suddenly realized that the woman's quilt seemed to be a little wide, and it was completely enough to hide a youth. With a muffled grunt, he turned around and chased after her. The woman had just put on her clothes when the masked man barged in through the window and asked angrily, "Where is he?"
The woman shivered and pointed in the direction of the living room. The masked man rushed into the living room and saw that the window facing the street was wide open. The masked man immediately jumped out of the window.
While he was still in midair, a murderous aura surged behind him. He turned around and was shocked to see Allen pouncing on him from behind. The devil's praise stabbed at his back. The masked man didn't expect Allen to be so bold. Not only did he not escape far away, he even calculated that he would turn back and deliberately stayed here to give himself a knife.
Knowing was knowing, but he couldn't change his landing point in midair. He could only barely twist his body and punch Allen in the chest.
Allen's eyes flickered with a cold light. He did not retreat, but his chest shrank and swayed.
The two of them collided in the blink of an eye.
The devil's praise stabbed into the masked man's body by an inch, then restrained his muscles and Origin Energy. As the other party's body rotated, it bounced out. However, Allen's saber used a vibration, and the high-frequency vibration blade created a long wound on the man's body. The masked man punched Allen in the chest, and the tip of his fist first collided with Allen's protective Origin Energy. After the Origin Energy was shattered, it collided with the youth's body and slid away from the swing of his chest, causing the punch to brush past Allen's chest.
Allen spat out a mouthful of blood and flew back like a kite with a broken string. Only then did the masked man land on the ground. He reached out and touched his back. It was warm and full of blood. The wound was burning with pain, causing him to be both shocked and angry. Looking at Allen again, he borrowed the force of his punch to fly back several meters. As soon as he touched the ground, he quickly bounced up and turned around to fly away.
The masked man felt a headache and chased after him with a muffled snort. However, he was greatly puzzled. Although Allen had only brushed past his fist, his injuries shouldn't have just spat out a mouthful of blood and continued to run away as if nothing had happened.
However, he didn't know that the punch had indeed made Allen feel quite uncomfortable, and his chest was filled with depression. However, after the devil praised the masked man and stabbed him with a knife, a wisp of life force entered Allen's body, causing his internal injuries to instantly recover by three points. Only then did he have the strength to immediately escape.
This chase was truly a wall climbing over a wall, through the streets and alleys. When Allen jumped over another wall, his eyes suddenly lit up. He had already run onto a street. At a corner not far from the street, a few off-road vehicles suddenly whistled out and split into three directions. One of them was heading in the direction of Allen, but the Jeming Chamber of Commerce was still chasing after the escaped Maritan.
Allen thought to himself that it was a good time to come and immediately greeted the car. When the masked man also climbed over the wall, he happened to see Allen rushing to the side of the car. He slid sideways and dodged under the car. However, he grabbed the chassis of the car with his hands and feet and followed the car away.
The masked man was so angry that he punched the wall, causing a fist mark to appear on the wall, scaring the surrounding passers-by to look at him step by step. He had just climbed over the wall and landed behind it. He took off his mask. Who else could it be if it wasn't Kodorf's combat skill teacher, Robert?
In the early hours of the morning, a rental flying car arrived at the gate of Castle Ugarte. When the castle guards arrived at the side of the car, they saw a pale-faced youth getting off the car. When he raised the silver ring that represented the second level of authority, the castle guards hurriedly helped him into the castle and informed Steward Helsing according to his instructions.
Only when he saw Steward Helsing did Allen rest assured that he would faint.
Before seven o'clock, Horn had already changed his clothes and walked into the wing tower where Allen lived with a hint of anger. When he arrived at his grandson's room, the smell of blood in the air caused Horn's killing intent to surge even more. Allen was lying on the bed. The wound had been stitched and disinfected by the family doctor, and it was now wrapped in bandages. He had already woken up. Apart from his pale face, he seemed to be fine, and Horn heaved a sigh of relief.
Helsing had already placed a chair in front of Allen's bed for him. Horn sat down and waved his hand. Helsing took the doctor and the two guards out of the bedroom. After the door was closed, Horn asked softly, "Who did it?"
"I can't see his face. The other party is wearing a mask. But judging from his voice, he should be old. "Allen then described some other physical characteristics of the masked man.
Horn nodded and said, "I see. You can rest in peace. You can go back to the academy after you recover from your injuries. "
Allen had no objection to his arrangements.
After leaving the bedroom, Helsing walked up and whispered to Horn, "Master, I have a preliminary understanding. Young Master Allen was attacked in Black Street. Four killers died in Black Street last night. They were all newcomers to Black Street. "
"Killer? Could it be that the mouse from last time revealed its tail again? "Horn snorted.
Helsing shook her head, "It shouldn't be the same mastermind. Because the level of the killer, the layout, and so on are too far apart. "
"Then there's someone else who wants to hit on Allen." Horn nodded and said indifferently, "Looks like Anna has work to do, lest she always complains about resting for too long. Her body is going to rust."
He added, "Why would Allen go to Black Street?"
"He said it was an invitation from a student named Green. There was a slave trade fair on Black Street last night. He probably went to broaden his horizons." Helsing replied truthfully.
Horn looked at Allen's bedroom and said, "Then check if there's anything wrong with this kid named Green. Don't alert the snake. We can start with this kid's finances and supplies. "
"I know what to do."
"Tell Anna to come to the study and find me in 10 minutes."
Black Street.
Gullit pulled his hat down and turned into a messy, dirty alley. After confirming that no one was following him, he entered a dilapidated house at the end of the alley. He heaved a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground, put the miniature submachine gun on the ground, and then went to the bathroom to drink a mouthful of cold tap water. After washing his face with cold water, he smiled and opened his coat pocket, looking at the stack of bills inside.
This was his first job in Black Street. For a newcomer like him who had just arrived at Black Street, the most important thing was to open up his reputation. With fame, it would be much more convenient to work alone or join a powerful assassin organization.
Thinking back to last night's assassination attempt, Gullit still had a lingering fear in his heart. The target of the assassination was exceptionally difficult to deal with. He was clearly only a Level 11 brat, but he killed four of his peers in a row and successfully escaped in the end. However, the customer still had a conscience and still paid him. If he didn't pay, Gullit was going to sell the customer's information. Presumably, someone would be willing to buy it.
"I can find a woman to have a good time tonight." Gullit said.
However, when he turned around, his body suddenly froze and he cried out involuntarily, "Why are you here?"
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