Chechen went out of the door and walked on the porch. His eyes couldn''t help looking in the direction of the patio. By the well, the crippled bear seemed to lie half dead on the ground. Its head was toward the corridor and its eyes were closed, as if it had fallen asleep.

    But just as Chechen looked at it, the waste bear suddenly opened his eyes. The bear''s eyes are as red as two rubies. But these two rubies are alive. Cherchen sees bloodthirsty from them.

    Yes, as the king of the forest, the bear did not admit his life and give in even though its front paw had been cut off. It''s still wild.

    At this moment, it clearly showed its intention to tear Cherchen to pieces - even if Cherchen was not the one who hurt it.

    Che Chen was also frightened by this look. He is both happy and worried. Fortunately, the bear has not been slaughtered, and its bloodthirsty nature is still there; The worry is that if you are not careful, you may be the first to die under its sharp teeth.

    "Little friend, why are you still here? Didn''t you go to the restaurant for your knight friend?"

    At this time, a cold voice sounded around Chechen.

    Chechen then turned to look at the moonlight. It turned out to be the hunchback old servant.

    Obviously, the old woman saw that Chechen had been gone for so long and asked the servant to come and see the situation.

    "No, nothing. I went to Michael. But our injured friend''s injury suddenly worsened. So I wanted to ask the old mother and her sons to come and see if there was any way. I didn''t expect to see the bear staring at me with bloody eyes as soon as I went out. I was lost for a moment."

    Chechen quickly told a lie to prevaricate the hunchback old servant.

    The old servant listened to Chechen''s words and smiled, revealing his yellow teeth. He picked up a stone and threw it at the bear. The stone smashed on the bear''s forehead.

    The bear angrily showed his sharp teeth and seemed to scream at the hunchback old servant and Chechen, but he finally closed his mouth.

    "This beast knows us, but he never dared us." the hunchback old servant seemed to do something very proud and showed off to Chechen.

    "Well, I''ll find my old mother first." Chechen answered and hurried around the old servant to the restaurant.

    In the dining room, Pedro had fallen drunk on the table. The old woman''s six sons were still drinking in turn to fedot. They have all sorts of strange reasons. From time to time, cheers to this and that. Fedot was always a good old man who was good at rejection. He was so respected by the six men that he was shaky.

    The only sober one is Fatima. Due to the constraints of the doctrine, she did not drink at all, no matter how the old woman persuaded her to drink.

    This is what Chechen saw when he opened the door of the restaurant.

    Seeing that only Chechen came back, the old woman asked jokingly; "Why didn''t your knight friend come? He won''t be right behind you but blocked by you."

    Hearing the joke, the old woman''s six sons laughed.

    "No, old mother." Chechen tried to put on a really anxious expression.

    "Our injured companion''s condition has suddenly worsened. He is vomiting blood. I want you to go over and see if there is any way."

    After listening, the old woman looked suspiciously at Chechen and her six sons. The six young men stopped laughing and looked at the old woman, waiting for her to make up her mind.

    If it was before discovering the old woman''s true identity, Cherchen would not feel strange about the old woman''s performance. But now, Chechen obviously felt the abnormality of the old woman and his sons.

    They are doubting themselves.

    Chechen''s palm is full of sweat. He put his hand on his back as carefully as possible and wiped his trousers.

    "Vasili, go and have a look with the third and fourth."

    Finally, the old woman seemed to believe Chechen''s words and said to her three sons.

    "Oh, and call that old hunchback, too. He''ll see some doctors," the old woman added. The second half of this sentence is obviously said to Chechen.

    "Ah, OK." Chechen tried to put on a happy expression.

    Chechen walked ahead and took the old woman''s three sons to the outside of the restaurant. From the beginning to the end, he did not say a word to Fatima, nor did he make any eye contact. Because he was afraid that any small move would be seen by the old woman. But he believed that Fatima could understand even if he didn''t say or do anything.

    "Hurry up, my companion vomited a lot of blood just now." Chechen quickly walked in front and said loudly.

    The three brothers followed. The hunchback old servant was obviously interested in throwing stones at the bear. When they came out, he was still throwing stones at the bear.

    "Old hunchback, come with you," Vassily called to the old hunchback servant as he passed by.

    Chechen went to the door and opened it.

    The room was ablaze with light. The first thing that caught Vassily''s eye was the old man lying on the bed. The chair next to the bed was empty, and the little Knight should have sat there.

    Vassily looked around, and there was no small knight in the room.

    Then a sword light flashed through Vassily''s eyes.

    That''s Michael''s sword. The little Knight hiding behind the door blinded Vassily''s eyes with lightning.

    Although badly hurt, Vassili did not die immediately. He fell to his knees in pain.

    As Michael pulled out his sword, Chechen quickly lowered his body. He rolled to the left of the corridor and into the patio.

    In this way, the third son of the old woman faced Michael''s sword.

    But Michael''s effort to knock down Vassily bought him time after all. The third man stepped back and put the hatchet hidden in his sleeve across his chest, hoping to block Michael''s sword.

    If you are an ordinary person, the sword blade with such a hurry of castration can''t change its trajectory in the middle of the way anyway. But Michael was not an ordinary man. His sword rose slightly, avoided the axe body blocking the enemy''s chest and stabbed his opponent''s throat.

    "Ann..."

    The old woman''s third son looked strangely at the sword stabbed into his throat. He wanted to speak, but he couldn''t spit out half a man.

    His hand gradually lost strength and his hand holding the axe fell down. The hatchet hit the ground heavily. His dead body also fell on his brother behind him.

    "Allah!"

    The hunchback old servant collapsed to the ground, and he was frightened out of his courage. Then, the hunchback old servant stepped back to the restaurant where his master was located.

    Just then, a huge roar rang through the valley.

    The iron chain that tied the waste bear was cut off by Chechen.