Legends of Runeterra

Cruz is happy now!

Damn that little bitch Cassiopeia, she sent me to suppress the bandits even though so many generals had died before. I was able to find out in time that the lord had sent out troops every time, which meant there was something fishy going on in the city!

If we still send troops, it would be simply courting our own death!

Fortunately, I was smart and had already contacted the nobles privately and joined them. Now I can sit in the tent and drink!

Many bandit leaders gathered in the tent. A bald man nearly two meters tall was sitting crookedly on the main seat. The purple-black scorpion tattoo on his head was particularly eye-catching.

This man is none other than the leader of the Scorpion Gang - Scorpion. As for his real name, no one knows it.

At this time, the drunken Scorpion raised his glass and shouted to Cruse, "Hahaha! Come on! Brother Cruse, let's have another drink to celebrate your joining us!"

"Hahaha, thank you for your appreciation, boss. This is much better than being in the Du Cocao family! Without further ado, our friendship is all in the wine!" Cruse laughed and drank the wine with his head tilted back.

"Hahaha! Great! We just need to wait for them to deliver the money, then we can put on better weapons and equipment, rob Uzeris, and earn more gold than we can spend in our lifetime!"

"Quack, the boss is wise!"

"Wuhu! I'll order ten dancers by then!"

"Hahaha, I want to buy a Vastaya slave girl!"

...

For a moment, all kinds of excited screams and shouts filled the tent.

Cruse looked at the ugly faces of the gangsters and sneered in his heart.

"Just wait until I offer your heads to you. Then I can become a noble lord! Hehehe!"

While thinking about the reward for the bandits' heads, Cruse held up a glass of wine and mixed in the crowd, urging people to drink.

Scorpion sat in the main seat high up, watching Cruse's performance below, a gleam of light flashed in his sleepy eyes.

The banquet was lively until the second half of the night, and everyone who was drinking fell into a deep sleep, and the few who were awake occasionally were talking nonsense.

Cruse mixed in with a few people who went out to urinate, staggered out of the tent, and walked towards the corner. When passing by a guard, a token fell silently in the other's corner.

The guard picked it up calmly and walked in the opposite direction.

Soon, many drunk people in the Scorpion Camp suddenly sobered up, tied bright red cloth strips on their foreheads, and then killed the bandits around them one by one without hesitation.

"Hey! What are you doing? Enemy..."

"Chi~!"

The sharp blade pierced diagonally into the other person's throat, but the bandit did not shout out in the end. Only at the last moment of his life, he pulled the flare hidden on his body.

“Swoosh! Bang!”

"Don't hide, you fucking idiot, just kill him!"

The short figure slapped the person who missed the target on the head, and then shouted to the people around him. Her charming voice revealed a sense of bravery.

As a result, the crowd wearing red cloths no longer held back and began to hack and kill indiscriminately, setting the tents on fire directly, increasing the casualties while trying their best to disrupt the entire camp.

"Ah! Help!"

"Fuck it!"

"Enemy attack!!!"

The noise from the outer camp gradually spread to the center. The bandit leaders woke up from their drunkenness and frantically searched for their weapons while half drunk and half awake.

"what happened?"

"The enemy is breaking in?"

A group of people were shouting in chaos.

"boom!"

Scorpion kicked the table over and yelled at everyone, "Shut up! Beso, go check what's going on!"

"Yes! Boss!"

A thin figure below stood up and trotted away into the tent.

Everyone quieted down a bit, but they were still talking to each other, whispering, and occasionally looking at Cruse who was not far from the main seat.

Without waiting for anyone to speak, Cruz stood up and shouted, "Boss Scorpion, it's probably that bitch Cassiopeia who went back on her word. I'm willing to play as a vanguard and kill these ignorant people!"

"Hahaha, don't worry, Brother Cruse, they are just some scoundrels. Let's wait until Beso comes back after finding out the situation!"

"Yes, but even if she didn't send them, please let me take action!"

"Well, it's easy to talk!"

Scorpion nodded and motioned for Cruse to sit down and wait.

As the conversation between the two ended, the eyes of the crowd looking at Cruse were no longer so fierce, and some people put away their weapons.

Not long after, Beso came running back in a hurry: "Boss, someone has broken into the camp, and the brothers outside have suffered heavy casualties!"

"Fuck it! Follow me! I'm going to smash their heads in!"

Scorpion took the lead and rushed out of the tent, and a group of people ran towards the red-turbaned enemy.

"Die to me!"

The poisonous scorpion raised its ferocious mace and smashed it at one of them.

Suddenly, a piercing sense of crisis made him twist the mace and protect it in front of him.

"Boom!"

Gunshots were heard in the distance.

"Dang Dang!"

The bullets hit the mace, sparking sparks.

The scorpion looked closely and saw that the other person was nearly 1.8 meters tall, which was considered tall among women. The upper half of her long dark chestnut hair was curled like waves, and the lower half was adorned with gold ornaments and braided down to her waist.

He was wearing armor made of steel and leather, with his arms bare revealing the light brown skin of the Shurima people, which was covered with various tattoos. From what Scorpion could see, they recorded the other party's battle records.

"Are you the leader of this gang?"

The woman stared at the scorpion with her emerald green eyes, her eyes flashing with eagerness.

"Hahaha, where are you from? You haven't even heard of my name, Poison Scorpion?"

"My name is Samira, and I'm here to take your life!"

"Haha, you don't know how high the heaven is or how deep the earth is. Look, I'm going to catch you and humiliate you severely!"

The scorpion roared angrily and smashed at Samira with the mace.

Samira drew out her sword to block and fired a bullet at the same time.

The scorpion tilted his head and the bullet blew off half of his ear.

A fierce melee ensued, and the camp was filled with the sound of fighting.

The two fought hard. The scorpion was extremely powerful. The mace collided with the broadsword. Even though Samira tried her best to reduce the force, her palms were still numb and her knuckles were broken.

Samira's dancing sword skills combined with her double guns put Scorpion in death situations several times, making him more and more frightened as the fight went on.

The scorpion's movements were getting slower and slower, and it looked like it was about to run out of energy.

At this moment, Crusoe cut down his opponent and rushed to Samira from behind the Scorpion, shouting, "Boss, I'm here to help you!"

"Puch!"

Cruse's sword pierced through the scorpion's back and came out from his chest.

"you!"

The Scorpion widened his eyes and looked at Cruse angrily.

"Boss!"

"Cruzet you bastard!"

"Kill you!"

“Humph!” Cruse drew out the big knife from his waist and chopped off the scorpion’s head. He stepped on the scorpion’s body and lifted it high up. “The scorpion is dead. Everyone surrender immediately!”

"Surrender and you won't be killed!"

The mercenaries wearing red scarves immediately shouted, and the continuous sound echoed in the camp.

The gangsters looked at the head held high, their faces filled with confusion and hesitation.

"Dang Cang~!"

With a slight sound, the bandits all dropped their weapons and were controlled by the mercenaries.

"Hahahaha!"

Cruse laughed wantonly, with only one thought in his mind at this moment.

"From now on, I am Master Cruse!"