Maybe someone else is worried about biting, but just wants to bite and force the other person to let go.

However, Sreta's bite is completely different, it's the kind of bite that is bound to tear off a piece of meat from your hands.

The cry of pain echoed in the tavern.

Blood flowed into Sreta's little mouth, she didn't care.

No one knows what struggle is better than her.

She has died once, but in fact she is no longer afraid of many things and no longer respects her.

"Look, I won't beat you to death!"

The man raised the wooden stick and looked ferocious, and he wanted to greet Sreta's head who was about to bite him.

However, he forgot that someone was staring at him.

"You should die!!"

Noqi held the sword, aimed the tip of the sword at the man, and rushed forward, and he was already ready.

The tip of the sword aimed at the heart of the man's chest. The man was so keen that he noticed the danger of Noqi's attack. He immediately gave up the plan to take the wooden stick and beat Sreta, and forced himself to twist his body.

Noqi's strength could no longer support him to control the tip of the sword lightly. Seeing that he could not kill with one blow, he would also have to stab the sword into the man's body!

The man tried to twist, but the tip of the sword kept rushing towards him, getting closer and closer.

With a puff, the tip of the sword broke into the man's right chest. Noqi wanted to pierce a little deeper into it with all his strength.

The man cried out again, his face became even more ferocious. He began to retreat backwards, and even the wooden stick in his right hand could not hold it. The sequelae of Sreta's head hammering his chin had not really turned around.

Sreta stopped entangling, let go, cursing in her heart, the flesh was so smelly and hard that she couldn't even bite it even if she tried her best to bite it.

Before the man stepped back, he stretched out and kicked Nochi.

Noqi couldn't dodge, let go of the sword in his hand, protecting it with both hands, and blocking the man's kick.

However, the man's strength was still quite strong, and Noqi's body flew backwards and fell to the ground.

Men are also not optimistic. There are tooth marks on their left wrists, blood flows out, flesh blooms, and it is rotten, making people feel pain when they see them.

If Sreta really tore off a bite of the meat, he would probably see the bones inside.

There was a long sword inserted into the man's left shoulder chest. His face was pale and backward. He ignored the wounds of his left hand and tried to pull out the long sword in his chest.

If Xu Mu were about to mock him.

If you pull out the sword, it will only cause more blood to gush out, and eventually you will die from excessive blood loss. The correct way should be to stabilize the sword and find the doctor immediately.

However, men naturally understand these things.

But all common sense must take into account the current environment, and the harsh environment in front of men cannot be considered like this.

The brothers in his hotel fell down and died, and they would be strangled to death soon.

When the other slave men deal with their brothers, he will definitely die in the end!

He must escape from the hotel and seek help from the capital guards!

He originally wanted to pinch Sreta out to find the guards, but this was impossible.

But even if he wants to go out, Noqi and others will definitely not be able to let him go out easily.

That's why men have to pull out the long sword in their chest as a weapon. Even if they are dragged for a long time, they are prone to losing too much blood and die, which is better than being trapped to death.

A try is the choice of these hunters who are mingling in the guild!

The man's face was ferocious, and the scar on his face was twisted as if he was laughing. He held the drawn sword in his right hand and covered the wound with his left hand. Blood gushed out and his chin was attacked. He felt that his body gradually became weak.

He secretly cried out, and began to retreat and wanted to run towards the door of the tavern.

Noqi barely stood up and saw a wooden stick that the man had discarded beside him. He was about to pick it up and rush up to stop the man, but someone was faster than him, so he picked up the wooden stick in advance.

Sreta held the wooden stick in her right hand. The wooden stick was half as long as her body and was not low in weight. She could even wave it in her hand.

Yes, where is Sreta the same as other ordinary little girls?

Sreta's eyes were exposed under her hood, and she was cold, angry, and violently ravaged together, all of which were revealed on her face.

Under the small nose, blood flowed from the corner of the mouth, and his lips were stained with blood, making him extremely beautiful.

She spat at the floor, and the blood carried some minced meat that had just bitten from the man's hand and fell on the floor.

The man held the sword in his hand, but looked at Sreta but felt glaring, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead. I don’t know if it was too much blood or what.

The hand holding the long sword couldn't help trembling.

He seemed to see a monstrous demon standing behind Sreta, tyrannical on the earth.

He was actually scared, afraid of a little girl...

Sreta took a step forward with the wooden stick, and the man took two steps back with the sword.

Sreta took two steps forward, and the man took four steps back.

Just as Sreta stepped forward again, the man could no longer bear it and began to turn around and run away.

The footsteps clattered on the floor of the tavern. The man just wanted to run out of the tavern and out of this hell.

Because the girl he just attacked was too terrifying and too weird!

A few words can arouse the fighting spirit of everyone around you. Although she is just a little girl, she dares to compete with his adult man...

Even, he could see from half of Sreta's eyes that she wanted to kill herself...!

The man had just turned around and ran a few steps, but he forgot the body of his brother who was lying at the door of the hotel, and accidentally tripped by the body.

He lay on the ground, not even having to fall hard.

He no longer had the courage to force himself, threw away the sword in his hand, and crawled towards the door with all his legs, trying to open the door and escape.

However, he heard the rushing clatter behind him.

That's the voice of death...

The voice became closer and closer, and the man couldn't help but tremble and turned back.

The man had a hideous face, and the scars on his face were as straight as he was smiling, as cute as a smiling face.

A wooden stick was getting closer and closer to his fearful eyes, and became bigger and bigger.

A muffled sound rang.

The wooden stick swayed, and had an intimate contact with the man's face, breaking the bridge of the man's nose on the spot.

"ah!!!"

The man felt that he could not breathe, and the blood seemed to be drilling into his nose. He exhaled a few times of pain and seemed to be choking his throat by the blood.

He rolled over his brother's body.

But everything is not over yet.

The second stick waved down again, and accidentally hit the man half the back of his head.

With a quiet sound again, the man fainted on the spot, his hands were weak and he was puffed out.

Nochki was about to come forward to help, but he was afraid that Sreta would not be able to defeat an injured adult man.

However, he saw Sreta knocking down with one's own finger, knocking him unconscious with two blows, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his chest.

He felt that the little master was really powerful and fierce, and he actually fought with a man directly. He was obviously a girl but was not afraid at all.

But Noqi had just relaxed, but was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him.

Noqi stared at her eyes, wishing she could take it out, her mouth slightly opened and could not speak a word, and she looked at her blankly like a fool.
Chapter completed!