Rekindle the spirit of war

Chapter 12

A chance is given to the defeated man: he can once again take the path of struggle, but the old enemies have won, and most of those he has tried to protect have become their voluntary subjects; Leading to the ideal, but more likely, it will end in hell.

So, should you grab this opportunity?

Sean thought about this question while following Francis on the road.But facing the other party's invitation, he gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.Sean knew that this might not be a wise decision, and it might even cost him his life again in the near future.However, he would rather lose freely than live in a cage.

He would rather be reduced to ashes in revenge and struggle than survive in hiding.

Returning to his senses, Sean stopped; Francis, who was walking with him, had already stopped.It was already late at night, and there were only the two of them on the road, only the gas lamps on both sides of the road and the moon in the sky provided light. "What's wrong?" Sean asked.

Francis smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, the destination is ahead. Alas, I rarely question my decisions, but this time..."

Sean suddenly understood everything.Francis had some concerns about himself, but the other party still chose to believe in him, otherwise he would not have let him hear what he said just now.

After thinking about it, Sean said, "Since we are companions, let's be honest and honest. If it weren't for me, you would have the confidence to rescue people, right? As an escaped 'doll', I want to take revenge on the relevant people alone , It’s simply difficult. You see, I need you, but you don’t need me, and you can kill me at any time. So, you don’t need to worry.”

Francis didn't mind Sean's rude words, instead he pulled Sean forward enthusiastically: "Don't be angry! Although my decision was quick, it was not hasty. Do you think it is right for me to talk to you before taking you to the crow's lair?" for what?"

"In order to know if I am determined to fight against them; and if I can become one of you." Sean looked forward: "Let's talk about business. If you are talking about this place, then their gatekeepers Not a lot. Your plan?"

"These people are nothing, I'm responsible for dealing with them, you go in through the side door." Francis pulled Sean to the wall, and said quietly: "You have to hurry up, or later you may encounter someone who absolutely does not want to The person you met. Given your relationship, he will be your nemesis."

Sean's expression changed, and he asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"Medanzo Levin is serving. Young masters of noble families will temporarily join the guards during their second year of service." Francis briefly explained: "Those serving in the same period will be separated. Yesterday's army party was because of this."

If I saw that guy, I am afraid that I will only be caught back.Sean understood, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed; he only listened to the part that Medanzuo said before, which was helpful for his escape, and he automatically ignored everything else. "Thank you, I'll fix it as soon as possible."

"Wait. Those people should be much taller and stronger than you. If you don't want to be beaten, you have to..." Francis tried to remind Sean, but Sean understood the meaning of the other party without finishing listening. "Shoot faster. Speed ​​is real strength. If I don't want to die, I have to kill them first."

Francis laughed again. "You obviously know what you're supposed to do. Good luck, brother, then."

Things are going well.The factory is no longer in operation, and all the pipes, steel frames and huge gears have become the "road" under Sean's feet.His movements were quick and silent.

Sean found his target quickly—and it was easy: a tall, muscular man chained to a pole, surrounded by a crowd of men beating him, and the man had no intention of bowing his head. , cursing them with vulgar words.

Sean frowned uncomfortably at the foul language, but he didn't find it annoying.Some of his brothers in the previous life also loved to swear.He preferred the real vulgarity of his comrades to the false elegance of his enemies.He hid in the shadow formed by the giant machinery and carefully observed the situation in all directions.When he saw a person standing alone facing the wall in the high hanging corridor, he had an idea.

That man was also one of the perpetrators, and he left temporarily just to find a corner to solve his personal problems.After he was done, he planned to go back to the next floor, but found a boy with dark red eyes standing at the end of the corridor where he was - it was a doll.

The man's eyes lit up instantly.Some dirty and pornographic thoughts popped up in the mind, making the man fantasize.He ran after the boy, but when he ran into the dark, he felt a pain in the front of his neck!

The pain went away quickly because his throat had been strangled.Sean saw a bunch of steel cables hanging on the wall before, so he fixed one end of the steel cables to the opposite wall.He lowered his head slightly and ran under the tightrope, but the man was taller than him, and the straight steel filaments cut into his neck like a saw.

Sean wanted to applaud his own epiphany.But in his mind, there was a voice telling him that this was nothing special.

"Sean, it's nothing. You used to have far superior tactics to destroy the enemy. You are a natural fighter. In order to deal with the nobles who oppressed us and their lackeys, you will do anything. .”

"Yeah, I was really proud of myself at that time." Sean moved his sore wrist from too much force, and said to himself: "Unfortunately, now I have to start all over again."

Sean pulled the slender steel cable out of the opponent's flesh and wiped off the blood on it.After doing this, he threw the body down.The corpse fell on the steel plate and made a loud noise.

The death caused a certain commotion, and the whip-and-dagger-wielding tormentors put aside their sadistic games to find the murderer, leaving only one man standing guard.Sean took advantage of this opportunity and jumped down.The guy who was alone didn't even yell, but was quickly dealt with by Sean.

"You're Derek, right? I'm Sean, nice to meet you." The iron chains were tightly strung into the man's body, and it took Sean a lot of time to untie them; he simply took this opportunity to tell him Introduce yourself.The tall man had a cold expression, and looked at Sean with scrutiny: "Do you know that you just killed someone?"

"Actually, there are two." Sean looked up at each other and said briefly, "Of course I know. As you can see, I am neither blind nor foolish."

Derek moved his shoulders and said with a sneer: "It seems that Francis has found a guy who can play tricks."

Sean took out another knife from the back of his waist and threw it at the other party: "You will know in a moment if I am only talking. Do you need a gun? I have one."

"I don't need guns at all to deal with them. You'd better keep them for your own protection."

Sean made a subconscious attempt to defend his reputation, but ended up saying nothing.The enemy has turned back, and they must do it.

Those people seemed to have blamed Derek for the death of their companion, and came straight towards him, completely ignoring the existence of Sean.Sean wondered if she should help Derek.But the tall man was clearly not just big; he was simply massive.After grabbing the nearest enemy, Derek threw that man out like a weapon, sweeping across the enemy camp.

Sean knew he didn't need to help.This man was so fierce that he had never seen it before; and the opponent was not only strong, but also did not forget to stab the knife into the enemy's chest when throwing him out.The only thing he has to do is to attract some enemies and then kill them.

It couldn't be easier for Sean to complete this task; there are many enemies who know how to bully the weak and fear the strong, and Sean led them to the high corridor by running away.

At this moment, Sean realized that something was wrong.

His arm trembled suddenly, and his muscles contracted uncontrollably.This process was short, but Sean had a hunch it would come again.Sure enough, his chest ached violently, and almost all the muscles in his body began to convulse; the convulsions were so severe that he fell to the ground.At the same time, the inside of the chest cavity was as cold as ice, and this unbearable, stinging cold gradually spread from the heart to the whole body.

You have no idea how powerful this contract is.

The words Medanzo had said rang in Sean's mind; he could even imagine the man's hideous smile.

God knows not even James could make me lose my temper, but Medanzo did.It can be seen that this guy exists to send me to hell.

Sean gritted her teeth, trying not to think about the damn guy and what was going on now.He saw a black uniform passing by at the corner of the corridor, and immediately subconsciously raised his gun to shoot.If it was in the past, Sean would definitely be able to hit the opponent.But now his hand was shaking too much, the bullet hit the steel wall and was bounced away with a bang.

Derek obviously heard the sound and understood what was going on, because he yelled out after the fight: "If you can't hit accurately, don't fucking waste bullets!"

I never waste my weapons in battle.In the past, never will.

Sheen felt a pang of defeat in breaking her own principles.He knew that the guy he missed was coming his way, and he had to deal with his uncontrollable body quickly.Sean decided to take a gamble.He clenched the handle of the knife with great difficulty, and made a deep cut on the outside of his arm.

Sean didn't hold out hope when he struck, but the knife miraculously worked.Along with the pain came the temperature of his body, he no longer felt icy cold; at the same time, the violent shaking of his body also subsided.Without delay, he quickly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the enemy in front of him, stabbing the knife neatly into the opponent's neck.

"Fault" ruled out.Now, the battle really begins.