Chapter 27 Hey, YOUNG MAN! !
The dagger on his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and its greatest effect was just to pierce through Mo Cheng's clothes.
The Blood Fang leader's face changed drastically, and he immediately let go of the two weapons and wanted to leave, but how was this possible?
How could Mo Cheng miss this opportunity?
The two arms were like a wolf biting its prey, grabbing the retreating figure, "Darling, don't run."
With his arms clasped together, Mo Cheng tightened the body of the Blood Fang leader. The two were now face to face, chest to chest, with no space left for even a piece of paper to be inserted.
The Bloodfang leader suddenly burst out with all his strength, trying to break free from Mo Cheng's grip, but as an assassin in the shadows, how could he possibly break free from a dragon's embrace?
He crossed his fingers behind the Bloodfang leader's back and hugged him tightly.
This distance and this posture, everything told the Bloodfang leader one thing.
An obvious thing.
This time, he got into a big fight!
Mo Cheng's arms and torso formed a cage, surrounding the Blood Fang leader on all sides, constantly compressing the space of the cage.
Then……
"Honey, let's make out!"
“Snap!”
It was terrifying. When Mo Cheng released all his strength into the Blood Fang Chief's body, he had already squeezed the Blood Fang Chief into a corpse with his upper body turned into meat paste.
The waist was broken by the huge force, and the lower body fell to the ground, and it seemed to still have feelings and kept twitching.
The shadow of Hesen Town, the leader of the Blood Fang Organization, died.
The murderer: The priest Mo Cheng.
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On the other side, the black-haired maid who had been teleported out of Hesen Town through spatial talent stopped, covered her chest and gasped, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.
She was badly injured by the destruction of her heart light body, and the repeated use of long-distance teleportation also made her injuries worse.
With her back against the tree, she took out a communication device from the pocket of her maid uniform and said, "This is Erica. The mission has failed."
A calm question came from the other side of the instrument, "Why?"
"There is a very powerful clergyman from the Church of Light near the target. In addition, that clergyman is a Dragonborn, one of our kind."
"You're not wrong?"
"I saw his pupils. They are the dragon pupils that only appear when the bloodline is extremely pure. He is also very young. He is a young dragon."
Erica's tone was filled with anger when she said this. "It is so irresponsible to abandon such a young member of the same tribe out there!"
After a long silence, the other party finally digested what Erica said and gave a reply, "Dragonborn will not attack Dragonborn. Joestar's mission is cancelled. Erica, how is your injury?"
Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth feebly, Erica replied weakly, "My heart light body was broken by the young dragon. I need to recuperate for a while."
Thinking of Mo Cheng's punch that compressed himself to the limit and destroyed himself, Erica's hair stood on end even though the night was not cold. If she was really hit by that punch, she might really die in shame at the hands of a young fellow of the third-level combat power.
"Then you will lie low for the time being to recuperate, and then go to the capital of Aundair. Someone will contact you regarding the follow-up mission. As for the young fellow, we will send someone to contact him."
"Find someone with a better temper." Thinking of the corpse in the alley she saw when she left, and the lingering smell of blood, Erica couldn't help but roll her eyes. "He has a bad temper. Very bad."
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The sheriff is undoubtedly busy tonight. The mayor just received news that there is an organization with a black background in the town that is kidnapping and extorting passing merchants and travelers.
The kidnapping of businessmen indicates that the environment in that place is unsafe, which will result in too few merchants coming and going, and thus no taxes can be collected and the economy cannot be developed.
The trouble of passing travelers being kidnapped is also not low. Among the people who were just taken away by Lilia, there was one who claimed to be a relative of a nobleman's butler. He was very angry about the treatment he suffered in Hesen Town.
For the mayor, the former is related to the development of Hesen Town and his purse, while the latter is related to the noble's likes and dislikes towards him.
So the mayor, without even changing out of his pajamas, quickly found the town's sheriff and demanded that he eradicate the Blood Fang organization.
This order almost made the sheriff jump up. Bloodfang knew that although the organization collected protection fees and occupied territory in the town, it also maintained the order of the town to a certain extent, and there were also some tributes from time to time, so the sheriff did not pay attention to such trivial matters.
But he didn't expect that Blood Fang would play such a big game. Kidnapping and extortion would be fine, but they did it in the town. This was simply reaching into the mayor's purse and trying to push the mayor out of office.
The interests of the sheriff are highly consistent with those of the mayor. Bloody Fang's behavior not only offended the mayor, but also undermined the foundation of the sheriff's foothold in the town. Any group of gangsters can kidnap and extort in the town, so what is the necessity of the sheriff's existence?
"Andrew, go find Morita as fast as you can. Edson, call all the guards to grab their weapons and let that little bastard who shouldn't have been born from his mother's belly know who is in charge of the town's law and order!"
Chief Bloodfang is at the fourth level, and Sheriff Jim is aware of this, but there are three sheriffs in the town guard, and each of them is at the fourth level.
"Set off!"
The group came to the alley that had been transformed by Blood Fang in a mighty procession, and the first thing they smelled was a pungent smell of blood.
The smell of blood was so strong that it was almost as strong as that of the slaughterhouse built by the butcher in the town.
Sheriff Jim subconsciously tightened the axe in his hand, using the wide axe body to block the vital parts, and walked into the alley little by little.
The guards who followed, as well as two other sheriffs, followed behind Jim, keeping cautious.
But soon, the scene illuminated by the torches made the vigilance meaningless.
“A lot of people died.”
"Who did this?"
The corpses scattered all over the alley gave Jim the illusion that the butcher's slaughterhouse was not properly organized and the pork and beef were scattered all over the floor.
Meanwhile, some guards boldly examined the body for fatal injuries: "The chest was hit hard, the ribs were broken, and the heart was pierced."
"The dagger cut their throats, pierced their temples, and pierced their hearts from the back, bypassing the bones. They were all killed in one blow. These members didn't even have time to react."
As Jim listened, he couldn't help feeling uneasy. So many people died here. If the mayor were to hold someone accountable, he, as the sheriff, would be in big trouble.
Finally, the group walked out of the alley full of corpses and the traps filled with corpses. What appeared before them was a headless corpse wearing heavy armor, and...
A lower body, a pile of meat paste, and a priest with a kind smile.
