The "Adjutant"'s arm was broken by An Zi at the wrist, and his palms turned up unnaturally. But I didn't expect that this man was a tough guy, and he just grunted after being injured to this extent.
Realizing that he was controlled by An and could not easily break away, he immediately used his remaining movable hands and feet, and skillfully used the dagger that had slipped from his injured hand to start attacking, heading towards An's vital parts at every turn, with ruthless and insidious moves.
When An was on guard for his first sneak attack, he noticed that the "adjutant" had strong hands. Although it is still within his tolerance range, it will still be too much if he is hit continuously. Therefore, when faced with the attack, he chose defensive methods such as "dial" and "shoot" to respond to the enemy to ensure his own condition.
From the beginning to the end, he never let go of his hand on the opponent's wrist.
Both of them moved surprisingly fast. One didn't look like someone who was good at strategizing, and the other didn't look like someone who was injured and restrained. In just a few seconds, they fought for more than a dozen rounds.
Lord Willit was indeed a little overwhelmed at first by An's reaction speed and the extremely high level of fighting between the two, but he did not remain stunned for long, and soon ordered the security forces who were cleaning up the surroundings to surround him.
Just when he was about to alert the escort team at the same time, he found that the escort team members had formed a circle and were staring unkindly at the "adjutant" who was fighting with An.
Lord Willett noticed that their attitude towards him was not good either.
After all, the person who attacked An was in the face of the "adjutant". Lord Willit himself had no time to explain, so he had to remind the security forces to be on guard outside and not to embarrass the members of the escort team.
However, after Lord Willett's order was issued, many of the guards' attitudes towards him became much better.
They are indeed the elite of the empire.
Lord Willett sighed briefly and prepared to draw his sword to help An. However, when he observed it for a moment, he found that he had no idea where to start!
It wasn't that the level of both sides was so high that he, who had been practicing martial arts since childhood, couldn't intervene. The main reason was that the guy in front of him with the face of his adjutant was too weird and difficult to capture. It was also obvious that There are actions that take advantage of changes in the surrounding environment to carry out attacks.
This makes Lord Willit not sure who he is helping with his sword strike!
The "Adjutant's" move made Lord Willit feel sick, and he was a little confused as to why An didn't let go?
Now that the encirclement has been formed, if the two people distance themselves, the people around them can swarm in, making it easier to deal with the single opponent.
Fighting at close range like this will only make your own people use the enemy's weapons.
This is obviously an unwise move!
However, how could An, who came up with that series of plans, be a stupid person?
Years of experience calmed Lord Willett down, and he decided to stay still for the time being and observe changes in the situation before reacting.
As time went by, severe pain and physical exertion caused cold sweat to drip from the "adjutant's" forehead, and his movements began to become anxious.
He once again tried to escape from An's grasp...
Noticing the change in the opponent's state and the much weaker struggle than before, An instantly realized that the opportunity had come!
He squeezed the "adjutant's" wrist with his five fingers and exerted force again. This time he used all his strength without affecting the defensive movements!
The pain intensified again, making the "Adjutant's" movements become stiff!
Taking advantage of this opening, An knocked the dagger from the enemy's hand. The dagger bounced on the ground a few times and stopped at Lord Willett's feet.
"Don't touch the blade!"
After a brief reminder, An finally let go of his enemy's wrist.
However, he did not distance himself, but used his free hand to launch a continuous attack on the enemy in front of him!
Being smaller than the other person, An took advantage of the other person's stiffness and quickly got into his arms. All limbs are turned into sharp weapons for attack, constantly landing on the enemy's weak points, as well as power points such as muscles and bones.
If he senses that the other party is forcibly trying to regain his posture, An will add another blow to the wound on the other party's wrist, causing him to stiffen due to pain again!
With precautions all around, the usually calm and disciplined guards became excited at this moment, and the younger team members even began to clap their hands and cheer.
They could see that An's attack movements were obviously derived from the fighting skills of their escorts!
And some older team members saw more...
But from the outside, their emotions were heightened by An Liuli's "performance".
Lord Willit couldn't help but feel a little creepy when he looked at An's efficient and concise attack movements and the "adjutant's" gradually distorted face.
Fortunately, it wasn't me who got beaten!
Lord Willett shook his head and picked up the dagger from the ground. He remembered An's reminder and did not touch the blade rashly. He directly grasped the hilt with his fingers.
Putting the sword blade under the afterglow of the setting sun, Lord Willit observed a strange light shining on it.
It is indeed poisonous!
No wonder An initially focused all his attention on defense.
Lord Willett subconsciously took a larger leather sheath from the saddle and carefully placed the dagger inside. But he was worried that someone might be accidentally injured when he took it out again, so he simply covered the blade with the leather sheath and put it directly. The dagger was in his hand.
Looking up again, he found that the fight over there had ended.
The "adjutant" fell to the ground, his limbs twitching unnaturally. Ann's final punch landed on his face, literally smashing his face into pieces.
Lord Willett took a closer look and saw that the person lying on the ground was wearing a leather mask!
No wonder he has the exact same face as his adjutant!
Lord Willett hurriedly walked over.
Ann stood up straight and let out a breath. Seeing that Lord Willett was approaching, he said: "Your Excellency, let the security forces search among the alleys..."
"Huh, according to my speculation, the only place where he has a chance to steal something is in the alleyway where the cleaning work is being done. Your adjutant must be among them..."
"Don't worry about your life. There is a possibility of me leaving. In order to prevent the mission from failing, he will definitely confirm my situation as soon as he changes his clothes. There is no chance and no need to harm your adjutant's life for the time being... …”
An was breathless when he spoke, and it was obvious that he had exhausted all his strength.
After hearing his words, Lord Willit breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down: "That's good, that's good."
He loudly ordered someone to find his adjutant, and then looked at An: "Your Excellency, you have already expected that the enemy has a final assassination plan?"
An adjusted his breathing and then said to Lord Willit: "They have never appeared like a commander from the beginning to the end."
"He is the enemy's commander?"
Lord Willett unexpectedly glanced at the man lying on the ground, whose disguise was torn off by the guards, revealing an unfamiliar face with a bruised nose and swollen face.
He somewhat doubted whether this person was still alive...
"It should be a role used to restrain subordinates. He is also a person who has been specially trained to be the real killer in the end." An continued, "But he is definitely not the person who finalized the series of attack plans. He is just an executor and not a planner. , he is essentially an abandoned son. There is an instigator behind him... Ah, please let the doctor give him the most basic treatment, as long as it can save his life and he can talk."
If we still need to interrogate, why bother with such a heavy hand?
Even though he knew that the killer's methods were weird and difficult to catch, and it would be difficult to catch him without using all his strength, Lord Willit still had a strange look on his face when he saw the killer's miserable condition.
Noticing Lord Willett's expression, An smiled.
"You should be able to understand my feelings..."
He spit out two words:
"Vent your anger."
"..."
Lord Willett's expression changed slightly. Thinking of the situation in the town these days, he nodded heartily.
Lord Willett looked a little regretful.
