In the alleyway of the slums of Jinling City, a group of warriors were walking in a teenager with platinum colored hair.

"Master Philip, it is too dangerous to choose this time period to go out. Recently, there are assassins in this city of the earth's remnants who specifically target the caster who is acquainted with the "Wrilling Bell Tower". Even if you feel bored, you can ask the servant to send your favorite child to your home... The environment here is really too complicated." A bearded man holding a triangular shield in his left hand and a sword at his waist stood beside the boy in white. He frowned and glanced around. On the dirty road, there were people wearing tattered clothes and thin bodies and only breathe. This place was too dangerous.

"I also want to lie comfortably in the room and enjoy those beautiful children, but the aesthetics of your garbage are so bad, so I can only ask me to come out and find food by myself. Hetu, my father sent you to me to protect me, not to let you point fingers at me."

"Of course, my young master, Hetu will use his life to protect you."

As the team slowly moved towards their goal, a man wearing leather armor carrying seven heavy metal javelins was also walking on the roof of the building diagonally above them. He occasionally pressed the glasses on his nose and continued to analyze and compare the data of these guards. The next moment, Zhu Peng's feet tilted back and swelled, disappearing from the eyes of the thick-bearded guard who kept looking and scanning.

The group came to a gathering place for poor people. Here a brown-haired man was distributing black bread under the protection of the guards around him. For the remnants of Jinling at this time, black bread, which was as hard as stone, was actually a better food than white bread, because it was particularly hungry, unlike white bread. It made people hunger again after eating less than a day. After eating a whole piece of black bread, the Chinese who had the starvation resistance gene could even last for two or three days without eating anything else. Throw the whites and the yellows to the same place where there was no water and food. In the end, 80% of the whites starved to death first, because the yellows’ genes have recorded the factors of hunger and patience, although this is not a talent worth showing off.

Under the forced escort of Master Fili, the children among the poor were quickly gathered.

A strong guard first picked the most handsome little girl and caught her in front of her master, but was stared at by the platinum-haired boy Feli and the bearded guard Hetu, who looked at him with a look of sb.

Before his young master got angry, the loyal guard chief Hetu had already thrown his mouth on the fool's face: "Idiot, are you new here? Our noble young master Fili doesn't like little girls. You disgusting, low-level, and obscene loli controllers, get out of here."

Hetu kicked the guard away with a big foot, and then he went to the crowd himself, and then picked out a pretty little boy who was only about ten years old for his young master.

…(*^__^*)…

The loyal servant's eyes were indeed in line with the master's wishes. Feili pinched his nose but forced himself to approach the dirty little boy. With a casual move, a large ball of warm water began to rinse the little boy. After a lot of dirt was washed away, a beautiful blood-red silk robe draped on the little boy.

The timid and tender boy with tears in his eyes was wet with his eyes, with half-length hair wrapped in silk red robe embroidered with flowers, and a charm that made him beat like a heartbeat in Feli's eyes, which was like a love feeling.

"Little cutie, what's your name? Is it good to go with my brother? Not only can I eat and wear a lot of fun games with my brother, but I can also play many interesting games with my brother."

"…I…I’m…I’m Song Zhezhe…I want my mother.”

As she talked, the child started to cry. A woman among the poor even cried and rushed here. As a result, Hertu squeezed in and grabbed her collar and slapped her two big slaps in the face. She stuffed a large bag of gold coins and became honest. She took the child with her, maybe the mother and son would starve to death. Now that the child is raised, she can also take some money to survive. Even if the mother and son are separated, what is there to say?

After Song Zhezhe, Feili picked a few more handsome boys, and then rubbed his hands and looked red and took the people away. However, this time, most of them could return to the only place in Huangquan.

A heavy javelin wrapped in an ice and fire cyclone suddenly threw it out from the dark corner of the alley. It carried a huge destructive force to blast at the head of the handsome boy. The wave was so sudden and rapid that no one present could react. However, a light blue talent defense field suddenly floated out and spread, blocking the heavy javelin like a steel wall, until the power poured on it completely dissipated, and the heavy javelin turned into a blue light and exploded.

"There are assassins... to protect the young master."

Hetu drew out his shield and sword to block his master's face, but the attack just now was just an appetizer. In the darkness, a javelin that seemed like a storm was shot out. The huge force, the destruction of ice and fire, and the ever-changing strange angle.

Hetu could see a shadow flashing around like a storm. However, other guards did not have such ability. They just felt that they were surrounded by a large number of enemies. The heavy javelin shot from all sides could even break the iron shield and forcefully shoot the defenders. In the mood of fear, these guards were a little panicked, but they also revealed more flaws.

The stalemate between each other was until a green poisonous gas bombarded and spread and exploded among them, and the entire guard circle finally collapsed completely.

During this process, the formal wizard Fili also shot some counterattack spells in the direction of the javelin shooting. However, no matter the fireball, lightning, or the storm, it seemed as if it was sinking into the sea.

"Young Master, life is more important than money. You can drive it back to the city first."

As a warrior, the bearded Hetu has amazing strength, but the assassination and the protector is the protector who suffers from the advantage of first action, not to mention that he is in ambush at this time. Zhu Peng's own abilities, equipment abilities, and ability to summon elves are activated together, causing a large amount of damage in a short period of time, and the firepower suppresses him from moving.

Among the crowd, the 21st century Earth boys were all trained to be attacked. They lay on the ground. They were not trampled because they were small in body and did not suck much poison gas because they had small lung capacity. Most of them crawled out and escaped. Among them, Song Zhezhe even resisted the fear of taking out a bag from the arms of a dead guard, and then crawled out and ran away, expressing the strong adventurous spirit of the Chinese who had been asking for money since childhood and was desperate for life.

Fili tore a scroll apart before his defensive field collapsed, and after the light blue vortex, the young wizard disappeared without a trace.

As soon as the master left, the bearded Hetu breathed a sigh of relief. He no longer cared about his subordinates who were killed and injured, but ran to the roof while stepping on the wall. He looked around but found only some hanging and shaking iron chains. Where was the figure of the assassin?

Zhu Peng ran and jumped on the roof of the house with seven metal javelins on his back, and was constantly adjusting his breath. Even though he had just used the power of the arrow pouch, he caused a group of people to kill fire by himself, the physical strength consumed during the throwing process would not be reduced. Even though he had swallowed a bottle of potion to restore physical strength before the battle, he still felt his breath was unstable and his lungs were burning and painful.

A javelin with an iron chain at the tail end was suddenly thrown out, and the metal chain was pulled by his hands and floating to another building like a mountain of ape. During this period, he obtained a list from Athena Chu before, and specifically assassinated wizards and summoners who were related to the whining bell tower. Among them, the success rate of assassination for summoners was as high as 80% or 90%. Even if the other party was in the formal level, the success rate of assassination for formal wizards was only 20%. The followers around him and the talented defense field allowed these formal wizards to

There are almost no flaws at all. Although the talented defense field of the first-level wizard is not indestructible, each of them almost brings a teleportation scroll. When they encounter life danger, they tear it open and directly teleport to any pre-marked location within five kilometers... This tm is a scam. Blocking the combat space is at least a third-level spell, while within the range of the witch net, short-distance teleportation is a second-level spell. The first-level formal wizard cannot cast it himself, but can successfully cast spells with the help of the spell scroll.

However, the reason why Zhu Peng chose this Fili was, on the one hand, because he was young and had little accumulation in the wizard profession and was relatively easy to deal with. On the other hand, because Zhu Peng was about 50% sure, he guessed that he did not mark the return to the city at his home, but in an underground bar where he was having fun: this is because he was seeking death himself.

Running wildly, when Zhu Peng ran to the bar that was informed by the information, he happened to see a boy who was dressed up and wrapped himself in a black robe walking out with a nervous look.

"Felix!"

Zhu Peng screamed suddenly, and the platinum-haired boy subconsciously raised his head, and then he saw the last scene in his life: a strong man holding a javelin with one hand jumped down from the roof of his room, like a tiger, pounced on the prey in his eyes.

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Running, fighting, killing, and continuously injured body soothes the depression. He takes off his blood-stained equipment and sinks his body into the bathtub. A yellow and red color appears on the water surface. There is the enemy's blood and my own.

Fili Shopponge, cut the name off the form.

As a promising young wizard, it is not a sin for him to like beautiful and cute little boys, let alone he does not harm the body of a person and is generous and generous. For the remnants of the earth at this time, the handsome platinum-haired teenager can actually be called a "good person".
Chapter completed!