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Chapter 1403

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Kratt threw away the broken axe and crawled up while covering his wound: "I won't die. It's still too early for me to lie down with this kind of injury." He clenched his teeth and the flesh around his wound immediately flew out. A few seconds later, the wound had already healed, leaving only a faint mark.

The black cat president clicked his tongue: "Your recovery ability is still as abnormal as ever, but you still underestimated the enemy."

"Aren't you the same?" Kratt looked at Jia Ya's broken cat claw and curled the corner of his mouth.

"I say, are you guys going to give chase or not? If not, I'll be leaving first!" The Cerberus's president Kesqi wrapped his whip around his waist and coldly walked past the two of them. With a tap of his foot, he had already swept past the ruins and chased after them.

Jia Ya spread her hands: "He's clearly scared, but he still refuses to let go. He's just suffering because he wants to save face."

Kratt glanced at the Cerberus killer that Allen had taken down on the street and said: "He has no choice but to do this. If he gives up now, then there won't be a Cerberus Guild in Mokdan from tomorrow onwards."

The black cat president's expression was gloomy: "I didn't expect them to be so troublesome. I feel like I'm losing out on this business with Grante."

"We have to finish it even if we lose money. Otherwise, we can just pack up and leave with Kesqi."

Jia Ya gritted her teeth and said: "I won't die in a place like this!" She made a gesture, and Black Cat and the female killers immediately dispersed. Jia Ya said to the man next to her: "We're in charge of tracking their whereabouts and guiding and luring them to the designated battlefield. Your Lions of Hell are in charge of attacking. We can't be too careless this time. Let's exhaust their strength first. "

Kratt's expression was bitter: "We'll probably have to mobilize an army to exhaust the strength of a Ruler level expert."

Jia Ya nodded: "Then I'll get someone to inform Grante. Either he increases his manpower, or we quit!"

"That's the only way. Let's move first." Grante took a deep breath and said to the assassins of his guild: "What are you waiting for? Follow me. If you don't want to lose your jobs, then give it your all! "

The people of the two guilds retreated one after another. A moment later, a group of Shadow Army soldiers entered the street to clear the corpses. Not long after, the residents who had been evacuated returned to the main street. Seeing the destruction on the street, everyone was dissatisfied. However, despite their dissatisfaction, no one dared to say anything. After all, it was an order from Gulant. Who would dare to criticize the City Lord? Wouldn't that be courting death?

Inside the City Lord's Mansion, Gulant's face was gloomy. Smoker was covered in blood as he half-knelt on the ground. This general of the Empire had already reported the general situation of the battle to Gulant. After the general, news about the three assassination unions and Allen's battle situation also came. Hearing that Allen and the others had broken out of the encirclement, Gulant could not help but curse, "Trash." This caused the expression of one of the Black Cat Assassins who had just entered to turn ugly. Glancing at the Assassin, Grante narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

"My Guild Leader wishes for you to send reinforcements. The other party has already broken out of the encirclement, and the Hellhound Guild is left with only Guild Leader Kesqi. With just us, the Black Cat and the Nether Lions, it would be very difficult to surround the target in a complicated city like Mokedan. If you are unable to increase the manpower, then we can only give up on this mission. "

"Give up?" Grante roared, "How can there be such a good thing! Do you want to smash your own signboard? "

"Not really." The Black Cat Killer said, "After all, we didn't receive a deposit for this mission. So giving up on the mission probably isn't a breach of contract, right? "

"You dare to threaten me?" Grante raised his hand and grabbed. The Black Cat Killer immediately floated over and was grabbed by the neck by the City Lord.

The woman found it difficult to breathe, but she still said, "President, I have a word for you. Since Your Excellency has found us, it means that Your Excellency does not have many people available at the moment. If you want to successfully complete the mission, it would be better for both sides to cooperate sincerely. If I die, then the Black Cat will immediately stop the operation. As for how to choose, everything is up to Your Excellency. "

Grante's expression changed several times. A moment later, he let go of the female assassin and said coldly, "Go tell your president that I will send another group of men to support you. But if you screw up, you black cats and Nether lions better scram immediately! "

After the killer left, Grante asked Smoker, "How many people do we have left?"

"Five hundred at most." The general hesitated and said, "Any more and I'm afraid Lord Bali will be dissatisfied."

"Alright, throw all five hundred people out. Even if we use corpses to pile them up, we have to pile those bastards to death for me! "Now that Grante was riding a tiger, he was sure that Bali had already received the news. Now that Bali didn't interfere, it was an opportunity for him. At the same time, if the final operation failed, then not to mention moving away from Mokedan, he would probably not even be able to keep his status as a nominal City Lord.

At first, Grante didn't expect things to be so troublesome. In his opinion, Smoker and the strength of the three assassination guilds were enough. However, he didn't expect that now that Smoker was injured, the Hellhound killer was almost completely eaten up. Moreover, he had allowed the other party to break out of the encirclement, and the matter was getting bigger and bigger. If he couldn't end it as soon as possible, even if he managed to get rid of Allen and the others in the end, the gains wouldn't make up for the losses.

"Damn it, I will never fail. I will never!" Gulant could only try his best to believe in himself.

On 38th Street, Jia Ya stood on the spire of a building. Kratt squatted at the side and said impatiently, "Isn't it ready yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black cat killer silently arrived behind Jia Ya. After whispering in her ear, she retreated into the shadows of the building and disappeared. Jia Ya said with a solemn expression, "They've already fled to Fortieth Street."

"So fast?"

"Their speed is indeed very fast. It is difficult for my men to form an effective intercept, let alone lure them. In short, it's a huge loss this time. " Jia Ya made a helpless expression. "But I just received news that Grante has already sent another army. I've already ordered them to ambush us on 41st Street. Our guests from the wasteland are very strong, but they are not from Mokedan. They are not familiar with the environment here, and their escape route does not seem to have been predetermined in advance. It is more like a temporary idea, almost crossing a block. This is easy to predict. As long as Grante's men can stop them on 41st Street, we will have a chance. "

Kratt stood up and shouted, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go first."

"There's no hurry. We'll outflank them from behind. Besides, aren't you going to let the City Lord help us wear down the spirit of the guests? "

Kratt revealed an expression of understanding.

Fortieth Street was a residential area, and at the same time, it was also Mokedan's slums. This place was close to the west gate of the stronghold city, and the three adjacent blocks were where the lowest class of Mokedan lived. The environment of the slums was much more complicated than that of the other blocks. There were no shops here, and the low buildings were next to each other. There were many alleys, and the directions were complicated. Most people who came to this block for the first time would get lost.

When Allen and the other two jumped over the wall from a remote alley and entered Fortieth Street, the windows of the bungalows on the left and right exploded. Seven or eight female assassins of the Black Cat Guild rolled over the ground, wanting to intercept Allen and the others. Trisley and Belmore attacked at the same time. The Teeth of Ravage and the Blade of Chaos each swung out different colored balls of light to envelop the killers. In the blink of an eye, the killer who was rolling over flew backwards. Even if he didn't die immediately, he was still seriously injured and unable to move.

Only then did Allen have time to look at the dilapidated street. Then, he gestured to Belmore and the other two. The three of them crossed the street and entered an alley. After sprinting for a hundred meters, Allen crashed into a bungalow that was squeezed into an alley. This action shocked the people in the house. He couldn't care less and left through the back door of the house with the two of them. Then he passed through the houses and alleys, causing the Black Cat Killer to chase after him. In the end, they hid in a warehouse and temporarily got rid of the Black Cat Killer.

During this rare opportunity to rest, Allen tore off a sleeve and tore a few strips of cloth to tie to Trisley's injured arm. The latter frowned and said, "Master, there are only three experts worth paying attention to. The other killers can basically be ignored. We don't need to run at all, do we? "

Allen flicked her forehead with his finger. "There's no need to run away. We can eat those people if we want to. But what about after that? Miss, this is Mokedan, not our Great Wasteland. After dealing with those people, it will only cause more trouble. Do you think the three of us can challenge the entire Mokedan? Don't forget, there's still a Grand Warlord in this city. There are also three thousand Berserk Shadow Army. Just because this group of people hasn't moved yet doesn't mean that they don't know what's going on in the city. "

"It can be said that what's entangled with us right now is just a marginal force in Mokedan. The main culprit should be City Lord Grant. Otherwise, there wouldn't be an imperial general and the Shadow Army participating. However, there weren't many Shadow Soldiers, and there was only one imperial general, which meant that Grant's power was limited. Otherwise, three imperial generals and a large number of Shadow Soldiers would appear in front of us, and there wouldn't be a chance for those guilds to perform. "

"I don't know what happened between the City Lord and the Grand Warlord, and I'm not interested in knowing. But I don't want to provoke the Grand Warlord, who is known as the Violent Demon, so we have to escape and find a chance to get rid of those killers. After that, we'll investigate how our whereabouts were leaked. "

"We've been in contact with Morocco since we arrived in Mokedan," Trisley said. "If we want to leak secrets, then he's the most suspicious."

"But I stared at Morocco and didn't find anything unusual." Belmond said.

Allen shook his head and said, "Whether Morocco leaked secrets or not, we can't jump to conclusions easily. After all, we're not familiar with this city, and most of what we see and hear is just the surface. Morocco is a big businessman. If he wants to leak secrets, he has plenty of ways to spread the news without having to move himself. Anyway … "

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