Night Ranger

The Pyroxene Tavern at night is a place for the lower class to have fun.

Diafes is strictly managed, and every entrance to the tavern is guarded by dedicated gangsters.

All those who entered were not allowed to bring weapons. But at the same time, the people of the Akron gang are responsible for keeping their lives safe.

That's fair.

Except for a few low-level adventurers who don't know whether they are dead or alive, most people will abide by this not-so-excessive rule, and for the former, people will basically see their bodies in the drain the next day.

Never provoke local snakes, this is the rule of survival for adventurers.

For Marvin, however, he had to make an exception tonight.

If people don't offend me, I won't offend others. This is Marvin's principle. If the Akron gang dared to assassinate him, they must be prepared to be retaliated by him.

As early as nightfall, he was ready for everything, holding two knives, two daggers and a spare scimitar hanging from his waist. This is his weight limit. Any more would affect his dexterity.

On his face, he wore a black mask, enough to cover half of his face. It's not that he wants to hide his head and show his tail, but experience tells him that the more mysterious things are, the more frightening they will be.

Today he's going to unleash his fears on Akron's gangland!

...

The guards at the Pyroxene Tavern can't trouble him. He knows that in a tavern like this, there is usually one place that is the weakest.

kitchen.

He had inquired a long time ago in the slums that every day, people regularly transported materials such as fruit and vegetable barrels to the storage room, and they entered and exited from the kitchen.

The guards here are also the laxest.

At 7:30 in the evening, the cart carrying fruits and vegetables arrived as scheduled, and two guards immediately stepped forward and began to check the contents of the cart.

And at this moment, Marvin, who started stealth, broke in smoothly.

There was a fishy smell in the kitchen, and the two chefs were working hard on the side dishes, not daring to take a second look.

In the corner, there were bursts of low sobs.

Marvin frowned slightly.

There were two ordinary members of the Akron gang, beating up a poor little girl!

The little girl was very strong and stubborn. She looked only five or six years old, but in front of the beatings by the two adults, she only sobbed involuntarily in a low voice, but refused to beg for mercy or burst into tears.

"Your mother is dead! Remember, get the hell out of here! Damn, a bitch's daughter is so stubborn!"

A skinny man cursed and said: "How dare you ask us for money, she takes all the customers herself, and finally gets sick and dies, she deserves it fucking!"

"Liar!" The little girl whose hair was being grabbed yelled angrily: "She still has a lot of money with you! She is not dead yet! She needs that money, I can go to the priest to rescue her! My money!"

"Fuck you!" Another person slapped the little girl hard on the face.

The latter almost passed out from being slapped. There was a big swelling on the little face, and the corners of the eyes were bleeding!

"Give me the money!" The unyielding little girl gritted her teeth and shouted desperately.

The two looked at each other, the thin man clenched his fists and nodded.

Marvin knew that they were going to kill her.

throat!

A machete was drawn out. The two chefs shook their hands in fright and their faces turned pale.

"Do your job well!" The thin man sneered, "You didn't see anything."

One of the young chefs was holding a kitchen knife with white knuckles. He gritted his teeth, and besides fear, there was anger in his eyes.

"Don't be impulsive." Another older chef stopped him, showing a hint of sadness: "This is not something we can manage."

Holding the machete in his hand, the thin man grabbed the little girl's shoulder.

The latter was unable to struggle, and just stared at him with that kind of death-defying eyes.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable. It was as if being watched by a ghost.

"Little bitch, let me die!" the thin man scolded.

A cold light flashed.

Blood spurted out and splashed on the little girl's face.

The thin man's head fell to the ground with a slam, and his expression was a bit astonished.

A figure suddenly appeared behind him!

[The skill Cut Throat was activated successfully! 】

[Unexpected addition... effect*2]

[Target dies! Get 22 points of killing experience]

Marvin's all-out attack, coupled with the bonus of the Throat Slitting Skill, actually had the effect of the super skill [Head Falling] of the third-tier profession [Red Road Hunter]!

Marvin's sudden appearance caught the thin man's companion by surprise. He just wanted to take out his weapon to defend himself, but it was a pity that Marvin's left hand backhand stabbed him on the head with incomparable precision!

Humans are the most vulnerable creatures. Although they have health, once they are hit to the point of death, they will definitely die!

The poor guy's brain burst suddenly, his body twitched violently, and then went limp.

The two chefs were dumbfounded.

The little girl raised her head with difficulty and looked at Marvin.

Her eyes are very bright, deep in the pupils, there is a touch of crimson that is different from ordinary people.

"What's your name?" Marvin asked softly, ignoring the two chefs who hid quietly under the table.

Looking at Marvin wearing a mask and holding two knives, the little girl was not afraid, but said weakly, "Isabel."

"A noble name," said Marvin.

"My father fetched it for me," said Isabelle.

"Tell me, they beat you, why don't you beg for mercy, or run away?" Marvin looked at her.

The little girl gritted her teeth and said, "This is the only way for me."

There is only one way. Otherwise, the seriously ill mother would die. She had no choice but to be beaten to death by gangsters and give it a try.

"what happened?"

The two guards who were checking the load of goods rushed into the kitchen in surprise. They smell blood.

Marvin turned quickly and walked soundlessly across the shelves.

The two guards only saw the little girl and the two corpses in the corner.

Just as they were in extreme astonishment, Marvin stepped out of their blind spot, leaped high, and slashed with two knives in a balanced manner!

With this momentum, the two guards were blown open without even drawing their weapons.

This is the power of the double knife flow! The left and right hands are very balanced, and you can even use one mind at a time, attacking two targets at the same time!

The smell of blood in the kitchen intensified. But the problem is not big for the time being, the people in the tavern will only think that they are slaughtering.

Seeing this horrible and bloody scene, Isabel took a step forward and asked in a low voice: "You are the enemy of the Akron gang, right?"

"I'm going to kill them all tonight," Marvin replied.

He didn't neglect her because the other party was a little girl. Her stubbornness earned his respect.

"Do you need a guide?" The little girl staggered over, her eyes bright: "I know every one of the Akron gangsters, and I know what bad things they did."

"I know their boss is hiding in the basement in the backyard. I know the way."

Marvin smiled and rubbed Isabel's head: "You are very courageous."

After all, he threw a dagger to her.

"Take it, Miss Isabel, tonight, we have a common enemy."

The little girl held a dagger in her hand, as if she had completed her transformation. She took a deep breath and asked, "Where do we start? Assassination?"

"No." Marvin kicked open the door of the kitchen, opened his two knives, and said calmly, "We'll go in head-on."

...

As long as he entered the tavern, Marvin was not going to hide his figure anymore.

Although he was very good at this in his previous life, but now, he is a ranger, not a thief.

The frontal combat ability is more than stronger than the previous life. His footsteps, knife skills, and even his experience are beyond the reach of these gangsters. Now that the level has been raised to level 3, it is basically on the same level as these gangsters. It is not a joke to pick ten.

Just a bunch of rabble.

When Marvin kicked open the kitchen door, a gang member immediately drew out a machete vigilantly and killed him.

Gang knife hand. level three. There are 78 points in life!

It's a pity that they are all civilians and don't wear armor. Before there is no armor, the life value of human creatures is empty. Especially in front of a super expert like Marvin who is good at lethal attacks.

bang! When the blades of the two sides touched, Marvin's strength was slightly at a disadvantage.

But with a flick of his wrist, the scimitar went down along the opponent's blade, and suddenly reversed strangely, and the blade cut on the opponent's wrist!

"ah!"

A scream attracted everyone's attention!

The whole tavern suddenly became noisy and boiling!

Someone is looking for trouble! And it looks like it's immortal.

The spectators retreated to the side one after another, watching this scene excitedly. The Akron gang is a newly rising force, and some people must have disliked him for a long time.

I don't know which gangster made the move this time?

It's just that when they saw that there was only a masked swordsman and a little girl with a bruised nose, they immediately showed disappointment.

"It turned out to be a life-or-death adventurer."

"It seems that he is a dual-knife ranger, and he has a little skill in his hands, but he is alone, what is it if he is not courting death?"

"Yeah, it won't be long to watch this fun."

After all, this is the territory of the Akron gang, they have home court advantage, and there are more than twenty members in their prime. Two of the teams are real professionals, and they are Diafes' confidantes.

In their eyes, this low-level adventurer is doomed.

While people were talking, Marvin had already killed that member.

The little girl cleverly found an opportunity and slipped into the crowd. She didn't want to be a burden to Marvin.

"Kill him!" A dull voice sounded.

Six uniformly dressed professionals came out more and more, surrounding Marvin in the center of the field.

Two thieves, three swordsmen, and an unknown occupation, probably a prostitute.

Ma Wen glanced over, and got the result without reconnaissance.

One against six seems tricky, especially when surrounded.

"This guy is dead!" someone in the audience gloated.

The three swordsmen rushed over with roars.

Ma Wen smiled coldly, and suddenly rushed to the bar beside him, and then jumped!

He jumped on the beam!

18 points of agility allow him to do many things that ordinary people cannot.

"It's a pity that there is no flying over the wall, otherwise there would be no need for such trouble!"

Ma Wen thought to himself, but his footsteps were extremely nimble, he quickly jumped over a few beams, and then kicked on the pillar.

In an instant, he came behind a gangster knifeman!

With this falling force, the scimitar in his hand flipped and crossed into a scissors shape!

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the gangster knifeman instinctively raised his machete, trying to parry and resist.

Bang bang! The machete was removed, and a deep bone wound was cut on the left side of the knife hand's neck!

"Ah!" The screams resounded through the tavern. Ma Wen made a stab with a blank face, and sent him to Xitian.

"Damn it!" The other five people almost went crazy.

They rushed forward in one breath.

Ma Wen kicked on a table, and the table was kicked flying, hitting two gangster swordsmen.

His footsteps were fast, and he rushed towards one of the thieves!

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(Thanks again to the book friend [Rainy Night Xingse] for the reward of *point* coins from 1888! Well, I suddenly feel that this ID is still very poetic.)