0p0 Chapter 9
Chapter 9
This is a very suitable day to escape.The young nobles have a party on Friday night, and Medanzo won't be back early; plus the unmanned mobile buildings that can be used as escape vehicles will pass here, it is a godsend.
Sean planned to climb down directly from the window on the fourth floor where he was, just like the time he came here in his previous life.He had to go to the end of the floor, because most of the other rooms were closed to him, and the windows had grid-like railings; The two iron bars below are easy to disassemble.
Sean was met with a bit of a surprise when he reached the head of the stairs to remove the sword he needed from the armor.A guard walked up the stairs leading to the fourth floor, presumably to see if his reckless companion had stepped into the forbidden area.His mouth fell open in astonishment when he saw Sheen's current attire; he quickly drew his dagger and threw himself at Sheen, his other hand reaching for his gun at his side.
This man is much taller than Sean.In order to save energy, Sean didn't plan to jump up and attack the opponent; if he didn't want to "go up", let the "prey" come down, which was his hunting rule in the past.The guard lunged at Sean, pointing the knife at his shoulder.Sean bent his legs and lowered his body, allowing the opponent to jump into the air, and at the same time stabbed the sword in his hand towards the enemy's knee.
Anyone who is stabbed in this position will stagger immediately, and those with little experience will probably kneel down directly.The guard who was stabbed by Sean fell to the ground with a bang on one knee, and Sean could have taken this opportunity to cut the opponent's throat.
But Shane didn't.He quickly raised his arm, turned the sword upside down, and hit the back of the opponent's head with the pommel of the sword, his movements were swift.
The nobles have always liked to decorate the pommel at the end of the sword in a very gorgeous way, and spare no effort to decorate the armor display.The sword in Sean's hand is like this, even the handle is covered with silver foil and has a delicate pattern.For Sean, the biggest benefit of the cumbersome decoration is that it adds weight to the handle, allowing him to stun enemies with a single slam.
Don't kill unless you have to; that's Sean's plan.After all, this was not a merciless fight on the battlefield, but just an escape.Even though he didn't like the nobles and most of the people who worked for them, he didn't want to kill them.
Sean unloaded the magazine from the stunner's gun for a spare, and continued toward the end of the corridor; this time, his pace was much faster.When he arrived at the destination, he quickly removed the iron bars on the small window, and the knife he had hidden earlier came in handy.
Sean got through the window—thanks to his thin body, it was much easier for him this time than in previous lives.He quickly climbed down the outer wall of the building.The rocks on which the castle was built had a few protruding parts, which made it easy for Sean to climb.
Perhaps it was because he was getting closer to freedom, or maybe it was because he had accumulated a lot of anger by swallowing his anger in the past few days. At this moment, he was so excited that he seemed to be on fire. The blood flowing in his body and the tense muscles were all wrapped around him. Fighting clamor.When Sean fled into the garden behind the main building and was stopped by a group of armed men, the excitement intensified and the five senses seemed to become clearer.He even heard the small conversations of those on the opposite side——
"Mr. Levin told us not to use guns!" "It's all nonsense! The bastard has a gun in his waist, so let him fire first?" "But if sir gets angry..."
"I'm not going to use it until you shoot." Sean narrated calmly, with the hand holding the sword hanging by his side, and the free hand stretched behind his waist to hold the dagger pinned behind him. in the palm of your hand.He quickly raised the dagger and placed it horizontally in front of him, just in time to block a bullet coming towards the bridge of his nose.
Daggers are no match for bullets.The short sharp weapon in Sean's hand broke in two, and if he hadn't jumped back, the severed sharp part would have bounced off his face.
Sean rolled over and hid behind a huge statue nearby.It was a dragon, and Sean knew it well: patterns like it were branded on his chest and back.He was safe here, because no one dared to shoot or throw weapons at the statue that symbolized the glory of the master.But Sean also knows that shrinking here is tantamount to sitting and waiting to die.Gripping his sword tightly, he stretched his other hand toward the dry ground between the base of the statue and the small gravel path.
First two men turned around the statue, one with a gun raised, the other with an unarmed one—perhaps someone remembered Medanzo's order.Sheehan sprang into action the moment he saw the two men: With a wave of his hand, he sprinkled sand from his hand on the face of the gunman, and then jumped up to meet the other man, chopping off the other man's right arm at the root broken.After doing this, Sean turned around and knocked out the man who rubbed his eyes and cursed at him, and took the man's gun.
The battle has officially begun. If you can't escape smoothly, this battle will not be considered a victory.
In a daze, Sean felt as if he had returned to the past, the "primitive" battlefield.
The killing intent is ready to move like a beast that is about to jump out and pounce on its prey. The excitement brought by the battle and blood makes the weapon in his hand resonate like a sound.The young warrior is good at using all kinds of weapons. He can sweep away several people with a heavy slashing sword, and he can also use a sharp armor-piercing sword to point directly at the enemy's heart.Neighing steeds carry him home in triumph, or help him die alone with dignity—at the last moment of his life.
Back then we fought to redeem civilians, and this time I took up arms again to redeem myself.
Sean cleared most of the obstacles that blocked him, and finally stood still, shaking the blood stained on the sword, looking at the only remaining gunman not far away.He had only two bullets left of his own, and he intended to save them for when he was out of here.
"Don't move, you little bastard." The man held the gun and cursed: "Tell you, this gun is loaded with expansion ammunition, which is different from your broken gun! If it hits your body, there will be a You've had it!"
Of course, after being hit by this bullet, the limb mortality rate is almost [-]%.
Sean put down the sword in his hand and said with a smile, "Why don't you try it yourself?"
The man opposite was taken aback.Sean had thrown his sword.The man who had lost his chance didn't care about shooting people, but subconsciously avoided the sharp weapons coming towards him; then, the man was thrown to the ground violently.Sean took advantage of this opportunity to rush forward, put his knee on the man's abdomen, and snatched the man's gun.
"Threatening others is what you do in a fight." Sean tugged on the opponent's collar and said in a deep voice, "And I'm killing people." He raised his hand and raised his gun, and fired at the opponent's face.After the bullet penetrated into the human body, the bullet exploded like a flower blooming, and a bloody hole the size of a fist exploded on the man's face.
"Although that sentence is not precise enough, it is quite appropriate." Sean did not take away the sword stuck in the ground, but only kept the newly acquired gun. "Give me the right weapon, and I can overturn this world." Stepping forward over the bloody corpse, Sean walked towards the door to freedom.
Or it is more appropriate to call it "Tower of Freedom".
Sean looked at the familiar stone tower in front of him and smiled wryly.Once, it was a piece of cake for him to climb over the past; but now, his poor body is exhausted.
But, hold on no matter what.Sean heard the loud roar of machinery running outside the wall, and he knew that the sound came from the mobile building.He has to get out quickly.
The heavy, blood-stained uniform was removed, and the ill-fitting coat had served its purpose.Under its protection, Sean's shirt was still white, without any smell of blood.He took a deep breath and began to climb.
The process is very difficult.To Sean, clawing at a rocky wall so that his nails would separate from his flesh, or his face scratched by a ledge, was nothing.The bad thing was that his body was not strong enough, so that he fell a few meters above the ground, and was hurt badly.Fortunately, he was able to make it in time after all. The steel-cast building with a strange appearance because of its four "legs" still stopped not far from the gate.
He finally escaped from the cage.
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"He really escaped." Mei Danzuo said expressionlessly, sliding his fingers across the blade.This is the weapon that Sean did not take away, and the blood on it has been wiped clean, but Mei Danzuo felt that Sean's anger and fighting spirit still remained on this sword.
The old butler watched from the sidelines, feeling uneasy in his heart.He watched Medanzuo grow up, but he still couldn't figure out what the young master was thinking.Medanzuo's smile can indicate that he is in a good mood, and it can also indicate that he is about to pick up the whip to beat people again; and when Medanzuo has no expression, he may beat others with his hands or be alone quietly.In short, it is not feasible to try to figure out what the other party is doing based on their expressions.He began to feel sorry for the few delinquents who were not yet dead.
If the old man knew that Medanzuo was just overwhelmed by shock, he would surely be relieved.
What should have been impossible happened; Medanzuo was very surprised by this.He didn't expect Sean to escape successfully.Leaving aside how Sean would be able to defeat those well-trained guards, a person with amnesia would never escape to the outside world.
When Medan Zuo remembered that Sean had spent a whole day in the library, he understood why the other party had the confidence to escape.Medanzuo had never read the city guidebook that described the transportation network.He has lived in this city for 19 years and is as familiar with it as his own home.But he knew that Sean couldn't remember many things, and he had to have written instructions if he wanted to escape.
The unmanned mobile building serving the nobles passed here this afternoon, and its running route passes through many transportation stations, and the turning points in the journey have infinite possibilities.Sean used unmanned buildings and mobile tools to leave. Even if he wanted to catch the other party back, he could only use an idiot-like carpet search. "Really clever."
The butler stepped forward and asked him, "Sir, are you going to take that boy back?"
"Do I need to catch him? He won't hide for long, and he will come back soon." Medanzuo smiled cruelly and confidently: "He has no idea what harm that contract can bring him. Unless he is lucky enough to meet A person who is proficient in magic, but how many people with the last name in this city know this?"