"Where there are ranks, there will be oppression." Someone once said this.

"Where there is oppression, there will be resistance." Someone has said this.

But where is there no rank? Therefore, resistance is everywhere.

Since we are going to resist, of course we need to resist. However, in this world, it is not enough to rely on people with ambition. There are also some people who are gray. They do not belong to oppressors, but at the same time they belong to oppressors. They belong to the oppressors, but at the same time they do not belong to the oppressors. What determines their identity is only money or the corresponding price.

They are mercenaries.

On a dark and windy night, behind a very luxurious manor, a group of black shadows were close to the base of the manor wall.

"I count to three, and we all act together, one...two...three!"

With a command, the group of black shadows threw out the grappling hooks at the same time, hooking the upper edge of the wall, and these people quickly climbed over the wall along the rope.

"Click--"

A few light sounds, the manor guard who had not yet understood it was killed by the shadows in various ways. One was lightly slimly using a dagger to cut his throat, one was huge with his palms folded and his neck was broken, and another was normal with a sword from behind and penetrated his chest. This time, this sudden attack, the manor guard patrolling the wall behind the manor was completely destroyed.

"How is it? Jin Qi, can it be opened?" The huge figure came behind the light-weight person who was operating something by the wall, and asked in a low voice, but the sound was still not small.

"It's okay to open it," Jin Qi continued to operate, saying without looking back. "But is that map really credible? I don't think that Pighead Jazz, as a noble, only has one escape passage in his home."

"It should be no problem," said the huge man in a low voice. "After all, that man is the mortal enemy of Sir Pighead. Since we are going to kill him, that man will not refuse to give us this help."

"Okay, it's open!" As he was speaking, with a slight sound, a hole suddenly appeared where the wall was originally located.

"Seth, I'm leaving it to you here, no problem?" the huge man turned his head and asked.

"You get what you pay for." The normal-shaped swordsman named Seth pulled out the long sword in his sheath and slowly walked into the hole.

"Okay, let's leave it to him here, let's go to the main entrance!" Seeing Seth had already entered, the huge man shouted in a low voice, everyone divided into two groups, rushed towards the main entrance of the manor along the base of the wall.

"Swoosh-Puff!"

The huge man raised his arm, and the crossbow on his left hand made a crossbow missing, shooting directly through the throat of a guard who had just discovered them and wanted to report the news. However, killing him was not enough. After all, this is the main gate of the manor. Even if the guard on the other side was inserted into his eyes by Jin Qi's flying knife, the remaining guards still sounded the alarm.

"Thank you--!" Hearing the alarm and the shouts of the guards in the manor, the huge man suddenly burst into laughter, "I'm not happy if I sneak in silently! Then, let's have a big fuss!"

As he said that, he suddenly sank down his right shoulder and launched a charge towards the guards who rushed out of the gate with a grim smile. The others followed him and rushed towards the guards with a smile. For a moment, the sound of weapons hitting and shouting for killing were loud, but it was very strange, and there was no movement outside the manor.

"Bastard! Bastard! It must be that bastard Shayek!" In the secret passage of the manor, a brown-haired man wearing silver plate armor, a big shield in his left hand and a flail in his right hand, cursing while running. It has been nearly twenty minutes since the alarm sounded. In the past, the guards might have arrived, but now there is not even a shadow of the city guards.

So as the owner of this manor, the man decisively ran away because he and his men had already recognized who the attacker was. The famous thief party avalanche was specifically attacking the nobles. Many nobles had died at their hands. As for how to recognize them instead of others, just look at the big guy who was laughing and charging forward in front of you. The iconic big guy and the same iconic left hand transformed into a crossbow, there is only the avalanche leader Barry, without any semicolon.

"Where are you going?" The voice of a young man suddenly stopped the owner of the manor who had escaped from him. Not far from him, a young man wearing leather armor, holding a long sword in his hand, with a yellow vertical hairband on his forehead was standing there. The secret passage was not wide at all, and the man completely blocked his way - this was Seth who had been waiting here.

"Drink!" I was just a little stunned. The owner of the manor rushed towards Seth in a standard side-to-side collision posture, but this was just a feint. Just one step away from Seth, the owner of the manor suddenly stopped, supported by the lower edge of the shield, and used himself as the axis. The flail of the right hand suddenly smashed Seth's head with inertia!

Seth took a step back slightly, and the iron ball on the flail was slightly different to Seth and hit the ground. However, it was not over yet. The owner of the manor twisted his body again, and then the inertia and rotational force just now, the shield in the left hand hit Seth from top to bottom - shield strike!

The two combos just now were the advanced skills of the shield warrior. In the narrow terrain, it was basically unsolvable except for quickly retreating. However, the requirements for the body are very high - after all, the huge centrifugal force is a huge burden on the waist - so those who can make these are all advanced warriors, which means that the owner of the manor still has some real materials.

However, Seth just chuckled, and when the flail fell to the ground, his left foot suddenly pushed the ground, quickly recoiling forward, his body almost parallel to the ground, and his right hand stabbed in front of the sword. The target was the armpit exposed by the owner of the manor when he used the shield to strike, and it was the gap in the armor of the whole body!

"Click--!"

"ah--"

Blood splattered, and the owner of the manor screamed and retreated, then sat down on the ground with a "thump". Then another "bang" sound, an arm connected to a shield fell in front of the owner of the manor. Seth shook the blood on the sword, without the intention of repairing a sword, and stood there, looking at the owner of the manor who was wailing with his right shoulder.

"You... are you a mercenary? Let me go, how much money they give you, I will give you twice! No! twice!" Perhaps Seth's behavior of not finishing the knife made the owner of the manor see a glimmer of hope. The owner of the manor struggled to stand up and said to Seth in a panting breath.

"Ah, I'm so sorry." Seth was unmoved and just shrugged. "Although the customer didn't give much money this time, he was always a regular customer. Besides, I have a professional ethics and will only take the next order after completing one order. So, I disappoint you, Sir Pig Head."

"You—!" As if shocked by Seth's answer, the owner of the manor took a few steps back in horror, and then he laughed. He said with a loud laugh: "You idiot! Look at your feet! That is the ancestral flail of our family. With my order, it can teleport everything around to an unknown place, so goodbye, oh no, it's forever! You will definitely be teleported to hell!"

"Crack..."

As the owner of the manor said, a black hole with lightning suddenly appeared around the flail, and there was a white wall around the hole, like smoke. Seth picked up a stone with his feet and hit it on the wall, but it was bounced back.

Seeing this situation, the owner of the manor laughed louder, but Seth sighed and said in a tone of regret: "The idiot is indeed medicine. Sir Pighead is worthy of being a Pighead. He doesn't even understand his own treasures. He is still in hell. This thing is randomly teleported within one kilometer at most, and I don't know how your elders told you."

"Forget it, it's meaningless to say this now." Seth shrugged. "We were afraid that you would run away with this flail, but we didn't expect you to be so obedient. So, I kindly remind you and look behind you."

Sir Pighead subconsciously turned around. Barry, who had his signature sturdy figure and the iconic left-handed crossbow, was standing there, staring at him coldly, which made Sir Pighead who thought he was tricking, know that today was absolutely impossible to escape.

"Ah, Barry, I'll go to the old place to find you later. Remember to prepare the money." As Seth greeted, the black hole on the ground suddenly contracted, and then everything inside turned into a white spot of light and disappeared. Hearing Seth's words, Barry grinned, and then smiled friendlyly at the Pighead Jazz, who was about to collapse, but this smile made Pighead Jazz sit on the ground.

"I think I look pretty good..." Barry murmured to himself, then raised his left hand...

"No--------------!"

...

As I once said, this is a world with classes. There will be gaps with classes, and the most common gap is the gap between the rich and the poor. We just saw a manor, which belongs to the rich, so what about the poor? They naturally have places where they live, and this kind of place is generally called slums.

"Selling flowers! Selling flowers! Who buys flowers! Newly picked wild flowers!"

Even the poor have to eat, so people who do all kinds of jobs can find it here, and selling flowers is of course one of them. On a street in the slums, a girl in white clothes, who is not sure whether she should be called a robe or a skirt, is selling this flower basket, but no one who passers-by pays attention to her. After all, this is a slum, and the residents probably can't support themselves, so how can they have free money to buy flowers?

"Crack--"

At this moment, a white light spot suddenly appeared not far from the girl, and the light spot quickly turned into a black hole with lightning. Such a strange phenomenon made passers-by avoid it, but the flower girl just looked at the black hole curiously and did not leave.

Soon, the black hole disappeared, but something appeared where the black hole appeared. It was a young man wearing leather armor, holding a long sword in his hand, with a yellow vertical hairband on his forehead. The man sat on the ground with a flail at his feet.

The flower-selling girl looked at the man who suddenly appeared and suddenly smiled...
Chapter completed!