The man stepped on the branches under his body with his left foot, wrapped his right arm around the trunk, and leaned against a slanted branch on his back. He stayed on the tree in a shape commonly used in sculptures.

This position cannot be said to be comfortable, but it is the most comfortable state he can find.

He accepted the order to sit here since the sky began to dark after dinner.

There is no explanation, no goal confirmation, and no time to get rid of this squatting state and go back to rest.

They were asked to squat here, waiting for a signal flare, which lighted up and ambushed people running out of the manor.

Although they didn't know why someone would run out of the manor, they naturally did what they said.

"Damn it, if I had known it, I would have squatted in the grass like them... I was lying down at least. Snipers must seize the commanding heights. This is a bullshit rule..."

A man is a sniper, and the spear on his body is the best proof. Looking at his two companions on the ground, he always felt a great sense of superiority in the past.

Now I just feel uncomfortable.

He had been waiting for an hour and a half, and he still had patience, but he still relaxed his mental state without seeing the signal flare.

Brush ~

The grass on my right hand swayed, as if the person inside was changing his position.

"Tsk, amateur!"

He knew very well about the virtues of the two guys who were squatting with him. Perhaps they were excellent soldiers before, but in recent years, under the support of the Tate family, the reduction in combat literacy was not a small part, and he could not even hold on to any meaningless movements when he was squatting.

However, before he could despise the person in the grass on his right, his companion behind the bushes on his left suddenly lay back and sank on the ground like a pool of mud.

No matter how bad your combat literacy is, you won’t fall asleep while performing a mission, right?

"This...enemy..."

Suddenly thinking of something, the man opened his mouth and wanted to make a sound, but the next moment, all the sounds stopped in his throat, and a water needle wrapped in the dead energy of the undead was stopping in front of his throat.

“It seems that our cooperation is very effective.”

This "poison needle" that can kill people in an instant was naturally prepared by Donald. He first condensed several water needles from the nearby fountain with the demonic power of the Demon King of Rain. The original demon contractor may be more skillful in using this ability. After all, she can wave to change all the raindrops within a range of several meters.

However, Donald has been processed.

Lilo is limited by her current body. The power she can use is quite limited when Donald does not revitalize the demon, but this does not prevent Lilo from controlling the dead energy of the undead, that is, the highly concentrated negative energy.

For low-level undead, this energy is a great supplement. If you absorb it slightly, you can get a considerable strengthening, but for humans, this is a highly toxic thing.

As long as you enter the body, you will die in an instant.

The two people under the tree are the best proof. Donald discovered them first with the ability of spiritual vision.

The enemy is in the light, and I am in the dark.

There is such a useful lethal weapon in your hand, so naturally there is no reason to be exposed. Donald doesn't even need to deliberately attack the fatal areas of these people. He just needs to break a small mouth to make them lose their vitality before they can react.

"Sir, come down from the tree and don't make any noise, otherwise I don't guarantee that I will turn you into the same existence as that one."

Donald and Lilo squatted down the tree, looked up at the man on the tree, pointed to the body of the other side that had withered flesh and blood into mummies, and said softly.

"I...what do you guys need any help?"

What else can you say?

Now he doesn't even dare to put his hands around, he only dares to raise them on both sides to surrender, for fear of causing others to be made into specimens.

He looked at the two people in front of him, and his face was clearly close to him but he couldn't see clearly.

"What are you going to do here?"

Donald asked before keeping the water needle on the other side.

"Ambushes."

"Who ambushed?"

"I don't know, the people above said that someone might invade the manor tonight, so let's guard here..."

"Well...why do you suddenly ambush someone else?"

Frowning, Donald thought his invasion was already sudden and hidden enough, how did the Tate family members know in advance?

"Can you survive after saying that?"

"explain!"

"I don't know, butler Kilow suddenly called two carriages and moved some of the debris in the manor, saying that he wanted to change places, and then assigned us their respective locations, asking us to wait for the signal. The signal flares lit up and went out to surround the intruders."

"Do you know where Gerald Parker lives?"

"Private kitchen?"

"right."

"Can I live after saying that? Brother, I have children in my family waiting for me to raise, and there is an old mother..."

Men are still struggling with this question. Who wants to die if they can live?

"Don't talk nonsense, why is this trick everywhere... Where does the private kitchen live?"

"I don't know either. I've never been there or heard from anyone."

"truth?"

"There is half a lie, you kill me now!"

"Okay, just do what you said."

The water needle entered the throat, and the person coughed a few times and fell down depressedly. In a few seconds, he was tortured by the dead spirit of the dead.

"He, tell lies?"

Lilo turned around and asked when she saw Donald kill the person outright.

"The truth, but I just think he is lying to me."

Donald didn't look back and dragged the corpse on the ground into the bushes next to him.

Before taking action, Donald had already investigated the situation around him. There were only three of them here. Killing these three people means that there was a break in the encirclement here.

Do you want to keep moving forward?

According to the person just now, combined with the current situation, this is a trap, and there may be more ambushers inside.

Retreat seems to be the safest way to do it.

"Lilo, we won't go forward, we're waiting here."

Donald is not ready to take risks. Judging from the current situation, there are these people on the outside to surround him. The internal team of strange disciples hired by the Tate family must be ambushing him.

He had no intention or interest in having a fierce battle with the other party on other people's territory.

He is willing to help Anthony, and even is willing to take the risk to check the news, but he wants to help at all costs...

To be honest, Donald has always been a life-threatening person.

What's more, what's going on inside is still unknown. If you break in with your passion, then if it's not Anthony or Anthony who also discovered this trap, he was not trapped.

This is equivalent to delivering it to his door.

Therefore, Donald's choice is not to go deeper or retreat. Since the hole here has been opened by him accidentally, he will guard here, waiting for the signal flare to appear.

If nothing happened, at worst, you can just leave in the early morning, and there is no one behind him.

As it turns out, there is always a reward for persistence at some point...

**

In the forest near the back garden of Tate Manor, there were black shadows running and jumping between the woodlands like a quick ape.

The whites of the eyes were shining yellow, and there was a strange red light in the middle pupil. If anyone who had studied the strange beasts saw it, he could tell at a glance that this was very similar to the eyes of the golden-ringed owl.

The innate ability of this strange beast is extremely powerful night vision, and the night is no different from the daytime in their eyes.

As one tree jumped to another, his strong arms supported his entire weight, and his extremely tough hands directly ignored some of the sharp protrusions on the branches.

He finally stayed in the canopy of a tree, squatting on the branches, watching the two carriages in the open space ahead and the people entering and leaving a cellar.

Standing on the canopy, he could vaguely see the external situation of the cellar. The mechanical external structure proved that it would obviously not be an ordinary cellar used by ordinary people to store debris.

“Qillow…”

He saw the Tate family housekeeper in the open space, standing aside, directing some people to move wooden boxes of similar size to humans into the cellar.

He suddenly retracted his palms on the tree trunk next to him, picked up the camera in his hand and pressed the shutter repeatedly.

Finally found it. Now he only needs to wait for these people to leave and take a few more representative photos. He can ruin the Tart family from then on and completely defeat them!

The years of tolerance made him inevitably feel a little excited when the opportunity came.

Fluctuating emotions often affect your thinking ability.

After the people next to the cellar moved their things, they had a few conversations with Kiro, and then got on a carriage and left quickly. Kiro finally locked the cellar and left.

The process was very smooth, and it seemed that their actions were going smoothly.

Anthony was not in a hurry to go on. He had been waiting for the past few years. He finally found his goal, and waiting for a while was nothing.
To be continued...