The man did as he was told, but was dumbfounded. He rummaged around in the suitcase for a while, but found nothing. In his eagerness, he tore open the lining of the suitcase, but it was still empty. He was a little confused.

He raised his head anxiously and shouted: "There is nothing inside."

"How is that possible?" The former was slightly startled.

"Really," the man opened the suitcase and poured out everything inside. It was just some bits and pieces of women's clothing, mirrors and cosmetics, as well as some trivial small items. But apart from these things, the suitcase

It's empty inside.

The former then raised his head and his voice became colder: "Miss Sylvide, it seems that you have made up your mind that we don't dare to attack you?"

Sylvide smiled slightly: "I don't think so at all. In fact, you can do it."

But before she could finish her words, she couldn't help but groan. It turned out that the man tightened his grip on his hand, and the sword blade left a bloody mark on her snow-white neck.

At the same time, the man took a step forward, reached for her hair, and knocked her down to the ground. Sylvester was caught off guard and screamed in pain, but the man seemed to have no intention of showing mercy and stepped on her.

Looking at the wound on her shoulder, Sylvester gritted her teeth and let out a low groan, and tears fell out of her eyes.

Upon seeing this, the men in black roared and struggled to stand up, trying to resist, but after a gunshot was heard, some people fell into a pool of blood.

"Don't move!" Sylvester endured the pain and shouted softly.

The man didn't look away, looked at her coldly, and then asked: "Be sensible, Miss Sylvide, I don't want to be rough with you, hand over the things."

Sylvide was silent for a moment, her face already stained with blood. She carefully tightened the objects in her hands and underneath her body, and replied softly: "Then you have to let me get up."

But that person obviously didn't believe her.

He shook his head: "I know very well that you can't do anything wrong, Miss Sylvide. I can let you get up, but I have to teach you a lesson." After that, he raised his hand and slashed at the noble girl's other side with a sword.

One hand.

But with this sword attack, he killed an entire person.

He seemed to hear an exclamation.

Then a bright sword blade came into his sight. The sword was slender and gorgeous, as if it was forged from a whole piece of cold steel. The shiny surface could even reflect his somewhat frightened eyes.

The sword blade moved forward slowly, crossing with his sword.

He subconsciously pulled out his hand, but in a flash of cold light, he felt that his hand was empty. To be precise, it was not that his hand was empty, but that the entire right forearm was broken at the elbow. The break was smooth and flat, and it seemed that the blood vessels could be vaguely slowed down.

After closing, countless blood beads are seeping out, and then merge into a blood spring.

He screamed and stepped back, watching helplessly as his severed hand flew far away and rolled to the ground. Then a second sword blade appeared in the void, and he finally realized what it was that was invisible.

ability.

But what appeared in front of him was clearly a light and elegant structure.

He tried his best to back away, his poor imagination still thinking about what kind of construct had the ability to be invisible, but a huge fist was already reflected in his field of vision.

"Get out of my way!"

Fang Yu roared angrily and punched the man on the nose. The flying fist sprayed from close range knocked the man away with his twisted face, and hit the wall not far away before bouncing back.

Fall back to the ground.

Sylvide, who was lying on the ground, was slightly startled. At that moment, she thought she was hearing something.

But suddenly, she felt her body lighten, and someone had already pulled her up from the ground with great strength, without any feeling of mercy. The noble girl couldn't help coughing violently, but her face couldn't help but

He looked relaxed, even a little surprised.

"Miss Sylvide, you owe me an explanation."

Fang Plover's angry voice came from above.

Sylvester felt someone turn her around, and then she saw the somewhat innocent face.

Childish and immature.

But at least it's firm and reassuring.

She smiled weakly: "What do you want to hear, Captain...?"

"There are many things, but you have gone too far this time, Miss Sylvide."

Fang Plover replied with a dark face.

He used his hand to guide them, and two powerful angels stood next to them, one behind the other.

There was a roaring sound of a magic gun, but before the flames and projectiles could get closer, they were already blocked by an invisible force field shield.

Sylvester closed her eyes slightly in his arms and whispered:

"OK."

"My Lord Captain"

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