Tan Mingli took out the record book from his arms and checked it out: "Return to the Lord, the scorpion scorpion is a laboratory for drug research by the rabbit human pharmacy! Before the incident, it had been sealed by a very strong enchantment. Waiting for the rabbit people to pick up the goods in the warehouse of the port."
Dulin stroked the scabbard, shook his head and hummed: "It turned out to be something bought by the rabbit race, which was obviously used by the gods and ghosts on the black market. However, the ancestor of the green fierce came to pick up the sheep and draw on the spot, and it became directly A terrorist force. It's ironic!"
Tan Mingli suddenly knelt on the ground: "This is the negligent supervision of the old slave!"
Duclaw's voice became low and deep: "Sigh Mingli, you are not only negligent! I called you here today, you should know what will happen to you, right?"
Tan Mingli knelt on the ground quietly, he raised his head very calmly: "What the Lord meant, but the old slave covered up the news, sheltered and escorted the murderer who killed the Pera family into the sacred black market?"
Duchuang Jiejie sneered: "During your years as a terminal manager, no matter how miserable the slaves who were transported in begged, you never moved a trace of compassion. Why did you reach out to someone you have never met this time? The hand, and this person is still the murderer who killed the gatekeeper of the black market?!"
The corner of Monolin's eyes jumped, and she pointed to Monopaw and said, "Hey! Old smelly man, didn't you say that you won't be held accountable anymore?"
Duclaw stared at his son with Xiong Lie's eyes: "Don't talk for now! You will understand later!"
Seeing his father's real fire, Dulin pouted silently, and stood aside impatiently throwing his long knife.
Duclaw sighed Mingli from the high seat. His rough and terrifying power pressed against the sigh Mingli like a cloud of fire covering the sky: "When you were young, you once wanted to join the conviction alliance and become a condemned punishment. People! But you failed their test, so you had to leave the Judgment Alliance, and finally came to the black market to make a living. You lamented that you could not become a torturer, so you had to leave sadly, so you gave yourself a pseudonym, called sigh Mingli! And you are protecting this Golden Wheel fighter of the Medici family, is his identity...a torturer of the law?!"
"Ah!" Dulin was amazed. It turned out that this is the origin of the name Mingli. This old man who has worked hard to serve the gods and ghosts in the black market for many years has such an experience. And Duclaw called Tan Mingli came here to find out what exactly is Ashin.
Compared with the few contenders, facing Duclaw’s angry sigh, Mingli appeared calm and indifferent: "Return to the Lord, since the Lord already knows his identity, the old slave dare not conceal anymore. Walker, the housekeeper of the Medici family, has been good friends with the old slave for many years. He once commissioned the old slave to meet this young man at the dock, which is the golden wheel fighter of the Medici family."
Duclaw stared with his fiery gaze and sighed Mingli for a long time: "Well...it seems you haven't lied...Although I won't hold the Golden Wheel Fighter accountable again, you! You still have to die!"
Hearing Duclaw’s death announcement, sighed Mingli smiled and raised his head, unexpectedly showing a spring breeze expression, as if his major wish was finally fulfilled: "The Lord no longer pursues Oxin, it is the fulfillment of the old slave. Walker's friend's righteousness! And the old slave must die, because he is ashamed of the Lord's grace for many years! Such a death can also consolidate the Lord's authority, which can be regarded as making up for the merits, and the old slave has no regrets in the world!"
Duclaw closed his eyes and said in an icy voice: "Just understand... I personally take you on the road by Duclaw!" He suddenly sighed and sighed.
Sighing Mingli's head clattered, a blood beam burst out from the Baihui acupoint, and instantly fell to the ground with a smile on his face!
"Oh!" Dulin's face changed drastically. He jumped up and rushed to Tan Mingli's side. After realizing that the old man was helpless, he stared at his father with resentful eyes: "Smelly old man! I don't want to pursue why. Kill him? Did you fucking shit in your head?!"
Duclaw leaned in the seat with an indifferent expression: "Guwazi, what do you know?"
Dulin yelled excitedly: "I just don't understand! Sigh that Mingli has served you diligently for so many years, and there is hard work without credit? And he is a famous loyal elder in the black market of ghosts and ghosts, you Just kill him like this, what will the following subjects think of us in the future?!"
Duclaw sneered: "Although I no longer pursue Ashin's responsibilities, I sigh that Mingli, as a subject, dare to deceive the Lord, then he should be killed! And..." His voice sounded very dark: "I have always wanted to find There is a reason to kill him! And he volunteered to give me such a reason!"
"What are you thinking about?! Are you really crazy?" Dulin took a breath, and he couldn't understand his father's words.
Duclaw sighed: "Guwazi...Sooner or later you will have to sit on the throne of the lord of the gods and ghosts of the black market. Then you will understand why I did this today!"
Monoscale's hand held the handle tightly: "Smelly old man... you better make it clear now!"
Duclaw looked at his son who would release his murderous intent, and his eyes showed a trace of relief: "No wonder you are so angry. I almost forgot to be among all the subjects in the ghost black market, sighing about the relationship between Mingli and you. The most intimate. Speaking of which, he can be regarded as the enlightened master who teaches you the philosophy of life!"
Monoscale poured power into the long knife, and although the knife was not out of its sheath, it had already begun to scream. He said slowly and sternly: "So you must give me an explanation, otherwise even if you are my dad, you will have to stab you!"
Duclaw sighed and sighed Mingli without any guilt or sway. He squinted his eyes carelessly: "Did you not understand his last sentence,'Can you strengthen the authority of the Lord'?" He shook his index finger: " Let me tell you a story! It's about China in the superficial world. There was an era called the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. In that era..."
In that era, there was a Song Dynasty monarch. He found that his ministers were not afraid of him, so he approached Xiangguo and asked, "I killed so many people, why are the ministers less and less afraid of me?"
Xiangguo replied: "The king kills treacherous ministers, and honest subjects will naturally not fear you. Therefore, if the king wants his subjects to respect you, he must kill even good ministers. In this way, they will feel that If you don’t know the day, you will definitely be afraid of you!
The monarch of Song Kingdom thought it so, so after not long, he killed Xiangguo, who had come up with this idea and was also an upright minister.
From then on, the hundreds of officials of the Song State shuddered, and no one dared to have the slightest contempt for their lord.
After Dujiao finished telling the story, he stared at the death with a muddy gaze and sighed Mingli with a smile: "So, if you want to be the lord of a country, you must not only kill the traitor, but also the hero! Otherwise, you I thought that the monarchs from all over the ages, why would they attack the heroes? They don’t have the brains! Sigh that Mingli is a wise man after all, and he understands the secrets of power, so he used his own death to atone for his sins, and at the same time gave me a chance to kill chickens and monkeys. Killing him, you can make you dare to use Leopard King Armor to suggest to me that you want to keep Ashin’s bright frost claws. Such an upright and willful guy will awe the authority of my single claw as the lord even more. This is a conspiracy. Learning is also the emperor's art you must master in the future! You must understand the truth!"
Dulin was sweating and speechless. He never thought that there would be such a dark emperor and imperial education in the world. Even if he understood the unpredictable truth of the emperor's mind and spirit, he still couldn't accept this desperate and dirty method.
"Smelly old man..." Dulin looked at his father in disbelief: "I just knew today... you are so terrible!"
Duclaw let out an obscure chuckle: "It's not that my Duclaw is terrible, but you are still too tender! Throughout the ages, who sits on the throne is not bloody and dirty?"
His eyes were staring at the claws for a long while, and his face suddenly showed a very rebellious smile: "Smelly old man, I play too much power, be careful when you encounter boxing! Also, I will never change. Become a horrible guy like you!" He picked up the corpse sighing Mingli with a sad expression, and strode towards the VIP room door without looking back.
Seeing that his son was leaving, Duclaw asked, "Where are you going?"
Dulin snorted angrily: "I want to bury the loyal minister of the gods and ghosts of the black market!" He deliberately said the word "loyal minister" harshly, then kicked the door open, and the werewolf warriors outside the door stared in astonishment. Strode away.
After the son left the VIP room, Duclaw's lustful and fierce face collapsed with a trace of sadness. He sat quietly holding his forehead and didn't know what he was thinking about. The corners of his greedy mouth gradually climbed into the vicissitudes of laughter: "I used to yell at my father because of similar things! , I look so much like me...hahahaha!" He suddenly slapped the armrest of the seat hard and let out a thunderous roar: "Come on! Come on!!!"
Although Duclaw is intimidating, it is rarely so furious. So his roar was to the werewolf warriors like suddenly hearing the most terrifying and incredible voice in the world. So much so that these well-trained high-ranking fighters, with first-class response and execution ability, all showed a dazed look for a few seconds, and then rushed into the VIP room with a panic and knelt down on the ground and asked in fear: " Lord...what's your command?"
Panting and pointing to the ground, Duclaws screamed, "Take these five pigs with a thousand swords, right, and the opened head! Put them all in the iron cage and hang them up. At the gate of the Fighting Skill Plaza! I want all clowns who don’t know how high and how high the earth is to know what the end of the chaos in the black market of ghosts and ghosts with my own claws! Hurry! Hurry up! His face was so hideous that he wanted to swallow everything that came into view!
The snarling of one claw is more powerful than the wind and cloud. In the VIP room, the werewolf warriors were scared to the earth. They only promised to clean up the five corpses on the ground and the heads of the green fierce ancestors and took them out of the VIP room. .
At this time, the gentle voice of the bunny master of ceremonies came from the arena: "Various respected spectators, after the intense and fierce first battle, while the fiery atmosphere has not yet dissipated, the second match will be coming soon. Let’s get started! Below are the Golden Wheel fighters from Xia Ying Co., Ltd. and Shengyin Culture Communication Group to enter!
Duclaw looked at the thunderous fighting skill square, grabbed a few emerald peanuts and threw them into his mouth with anger, and took a big breath: "Hey...Entertainment and relieve boredom!" (End of this chapter)