Chapter 115 Laughing

"Crack!"

In an instant, the light that was originally too dazzling was suddenly extinguished amidst the sound!

"Boom!"

There was a blunt sound of human body collision. ,Latest chapter access: ШШШ..СоМ.

In the dimness, Thales' hell senses amplified his perception of light, but he didn't have time to notice what happened, and felt that Sondeen's knife left his artery and trachea in his neck.

"Clang!"

The knife fell to the ground.

Thales moved back an inch desperately, as if clutching at a life-saving straw, touched his throat in shock, and breathed hard under the relief of the crime of prison river.

"Dong Long"

The collision of the bed board and the wardrobe can be clearly heard, accompanied by the sound of fierce fighting.

"No!"

The next second, when Thales raised his head, he was surprised to find that the bald mercenary had already been wrapped around the neck by a pair of arms extending from behind, and was dragged backwards violently!

Dean clung to the 'bed' board, kicked the ground to maintain his balance, and prevented his opponent from dragging him down, while turning his head back in shock:

"Quick rope, you are here"

He couldn't speak anymore.

Because I don't know when, Kuaisheng's arms have already been tightly clasped together!

He strangled Dean's neck tightly!

Thales looked at this incomprehensible scene in amazement: in the sense of hell, Kuai Rope stuck firmly behind Dean, locked the latter's neck with his left arm, and withstood his struggle and resistance , his eyes burst out with a rare radiance!

Under Dean's unbelievable expression, the calm fast rope clasped his left arm to his right elbow, and put his right palm against the back of the mercenary's head.

"You know, Dean..."

The fast rope was almost stuck behind Dean's left ear, and he said coldly in a tone that Thales had never heard before: "There are many mistakes and omissions in the news about Moral Walton from the outside world. .”

Under the tremendous pressure on his neck, Dean's expression was ferocious and painful, but with his rich experience, he moved instantly, let go of the "bed" board and kicked his legs on the ground at the same time, and threw his whole body backwards!

"boom!"

The back of the fast rope hit the cabinet firmly!

But the fast rope is still tightly locked on the opponent's neck, and the two are still inseparable.

From the perspective of Thales on the 'bed', Dean pushed Quick Rope onto the cabinet, even with his 'legs' off the ground.

Thales was so surprised that he even forgot to breathe.

This is not what he imagined, the "accident" that should have happened.

no.

"He learned some skills from the Meteorite, but his grades are really horrible..." Kuaisheng's face was twisted, his teeth were clenched, as if he spoke under the weight of a heavy weight.

In Dean's expression, doubts gradually disappeared, and surprises increased.

No.

No……

During the fight, the red-faced Dean gritted his teeth and swung his elbow, punching back!

"Boom!"

The muffled sound of human collision struck.

Kuai Rope trembled slightly, but his face did not move at all, as if the heavy blow was just scratching an itch.

Dean's complexion became more and more ruddy, his eyes stared, his cheeks struggled.

In the next moment, the two 'legs' of the fast rope clamped in an instant, clasping Dean's waist and abdomen from back to front!

"He may yearn for the life of a mercenary, but he is definitely not the kind of battle-hardened legend in the novel..." Kuai Rope's expression became more dignified and stern, and the arms that locked Dean's neck trembled slightly, as if they were tense The majestic strength of the bowstring can be vaguely seen.

Thales watched this scene in disbelief, his jc dagger was already in his hand, but the two of them fighting together and their chaotic thoughts made his choice quite difficult. Swinging between the two violently shaking.

"He may have received a lot of education, but his orc language is a mess, and he doesn't know much about intrigue..." Kuaisheng still clenched his teeth, locking Dean's head and neck, with his right palm forward and his left arm facing forward. Finally, between pushing and pulling, the strong pressure on the mercenary's neck was maintained.

On the other hand,

The struggle of the bald mercenary became weaker and weaker.

His elbows hit and scratched back in vain, rubbing and colliding violently between the cabinet and the human body, and his legs exerted force several times, smashing the enemy on his back against the cabinet.

But these methods can't affect Kuaisheng's firm eyes and killing moves in the slightest.

A few seconds passed.

The anger and hatred in Dean's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by fear.

But the fast rope did not let go.

No.

He still had a resolute expression on his face, holding onto his opponent's vitals tightly.

Like a lover who will never let go.

As if buckling to the end of the world.

"Also, she, the 'woman' he likes..." Kuai Sheng lowered his head and said with difficulty.

The "kiss" is full of pain.

As if realizing something, Dean raised his head in fear at the last moment and looked at Thales who was holding a dagger in front of him.

At the same time, the bald-headed Kuaisheng also raised his eyes and looked at Prince Xingchen.

Thales was stared at by two pairs of eyes: one full of incomprehensible remorse, and one full of sadness and indifference.

Finally, after the struggle between the rabbits and the falcons, a thrilling muffled sound resounded in the room:

"Crack!"

Dean's expression froze at this moment.

His hands were hanging down weakly, his legs were slowly limp, and with the fast rope on his back, he also slowly slipped off the closet.

The victory and defeat have been divided.

For a moment, there were only two breaths left in the room.

One is cautious, and the other survives the catastrophe.

"That 'female' person..."

Kuaisheng lowered his head, hiding his expression in the shadow.

"She's not a whore."

He panted, his tone trembling slightly.

"no."

The fast rope was still on Dean's body for several seconds, even though the other's wide eyes had lost their spirit.

Until Thales exhaled slowly and put down the dagger.

"Quick rope, this strangling technique..." Thales swallowed a dry throat.

"Where did you learn it?"

Kuaisheng seemed to have reacted suddenly, and recovered from the state of life and death.

He sighed first, then curled the corners of his mouth and snorted lightly.

"Look at your expression, Thales, you already know that, don't you?"

Thales stared blankly at the fast rope sitting on the ground, watched him slowly let go of his arms and legs, and broke free from the breathless Dean.

A surprising answer came to mind.

No.

"War is the art of deceiving the enemy..."

Thales muttered to himself, and the rare, exciting, and unforgettable thrilling battle on the barren land of Qiyuan City appeared not long ago on the southern border of Exeter before his eyes.

The Meteor vs. The Death Crow.

that time……

In the dimness, Kuaisheng squeezed out a silent dumb laugh.

"The one you just used was Tyrande's favorite strangling technique, 'The Unquenchable Flame'." Thales looked at the fast rope slowly getting up in disbelief, watching him shake and hold the cabinet, " Only in the White Blade Guards of Dragon Cloud City in the era of King Nuen..."

"inherited."

Thales clenched the dagger in his hand.

His eyes were locked on Kuai Rope.

The cheerful, happy, money-greeding newcomer mercenary who never forgets to promote small businesses.

"You..." Thales said bitterly.

The next moment, Kuaisheng stretched his limbs and took a few deep breaths, as if he was relieved from the tense and sad state of battle just now.

"It's time to re-introduce yourself, Thales."

With a bright smile when he first met in the desert, he stretched out his right hand to Thales.

Prince Xingchen looked at the opponent's palm hesitantly, and took a step back.

With an indescribable mood, Thales looked at the person in front of him.

This young man in his late thirties, with freckles all over his face, red hair, and a Commus accent, no matter his appearance, manner, or any angle, he is... a young man.

Seeing that he first withdrew his palm in embarrassment, and wiped it on his body as if to ridicule him, then he smiled and said:

"Morral Bertram Nun Walton."

"Also known as 'Quick Rope.'"

Absolute silence ruled the room for a moment.

Dean lay quietly on the ground, smiling and saying nothing, Thales froze in place.

For a few seconds, only the moonlight cared about this small world.

Thales stared blankly at the man in front of him, the first man he saw when he opened his eyes after waking up in the desert.

fast rope.

Moral.

And Dean from the darkroom.

how come?

The doubts and incomprehensions in his heart have not diminished.

It's getting more and more entangled, mixed in one place, and it's chaotic.

"you know……"

"When I was helping an unscrupulous boss of 'spring' and 'medicine' run goods, I heard him say," Kuaisheng hummed softly, and poked the corpse in the ground: "There is a team of powerful people around the Three Kingdoms of 'Mi'hai" Among the mercenaries, there is a very knowledgeable and uniquely skilled man, who seems to be a northerner of noble origin..."

Quick Rope shrugged, looked into Dean's lifeless eyes, and sighed softly with subtle emotions.

"In a way, his strategy was right."

"It's just a loss of information."

Still silent.

In the next second, Kuaisheng patted his ass, stepped over Dean's body, and smiled brightly and happily, as if he wasn't the one who killed the killer and ended his mourning just now.

Facing the "acquaintance" who just rescued him, Thales took a step back vigilantly.

His eyes flicked to Dean on the ground.

"By the way, I'm going to get a tuba." Taking advantage of the moonlight, Kuaisheng turned around and took out a roll of rough hemp rope and leaf paper from the cabinet, smiling still, as if he didn't care about Thales' reaction: "Come together ?"

He happily handed out a roll of hemp rope: "Don't worry, there are two pits in the queue!"

But Thales looked at him with a complicated expression and didn't speak.

jc is still in his hands.

No one knows how Prince Xingchen is feeling at the moment.

In the silence, Kuaisheng seemed to finally realize the atmosphere in front of him, and he took back the hemp rope embarrassingly.

"Haha, just kidding," Kuaisheng exhaled, and reluctantly stuffed the hemp rope and leaf paper back into the cabinet, and held up the inferior oil lamp that had been extinguished for a long time:

"Laugh, Thales, laugh."

In the suffocating silence, Prince Xingchen finally withdrew his gaze and opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Why?"

Thales seemed to be able to hear the friction in his throat due to dryness: "Why..."

But the fast rope cut him off.

Still using that optimistic, cheerful, simple, brisk laughter that seems to be able to solve all problems.

"Why? Because..."

He, Quick Rope, the real ex-Prince Exeter, son of King Nunn, Moral Walton, showed his white teeth to Thales who was immersed in inexplicable emotions.

"Because life is already heavy enough. Thales, especially for you and me."

Quick Rope has a thought-provoking bright smile.

"Laugh."

"To make it lighter."