"Damn old man, how dare you despise your Grandpa Bokelly, go to hell -"
"Pah!" With an arrogant roar, Bokeli's slap had already hit the old man's face, causing his cheeks to swell up immediately.
"Uh..." The old man shook his head and spit out a few bloody teeth. At this time, he raised his neck high and shouted angrily: "Bokeli, Su Lang, you two rebels who kill a thousand swords, Don’t die a good death!”
"Hahaha, stupid old guy, even if that day comes, you won't be alive to see it!" Bokelei looked fierce at this time, grabbed the other person's collar and asked angrily: "Say! Hull! Where is Jinson’s treasure room?”
"Bah - you beasts, kill me, old Pete, if you dare. I will never betray my master's affairs in exchange for a chance to survive. Stop daydreaming!"
The old butler Pete was a hard-nosed man and did not take the other party seriously at all. He struggled and shouted: "As long as my master, Lord Hulkinson, is still alive, he will not allow you to trample on his mansion wantonly." of!"
"Jie Jie Jie, old guy, you are very sober. Yes, if Hulkinson was alive, even if he was terminally ill, he would still be an extremely ferocious lion. We would never dare to step into this lord's mansion. Half a step, it’s a pity…”
At this moment, Su Lang sneered and said: "Your master is already dead, Peter. Now there is no one to support you. If you still want to stay alive for a few days, you'd better tell us what we want to know." Tell them all, otherwise, I will make you suffer so much torture that you will not be able to survive or die!"
"Bah, I'm Piteno's age and I've already lived enough." The old butler yelled hoarsely at this time: "As I said, it's easy to kill me, but you want me to reveal the master's secrets, you are delusional! "
"Okay, okay, old guy, you have lived enough, but these people are all young. Do you want these guys to lay the foundation for you?"
As he spoke, the insidious Su Lang snapped his fingers, and immediately several wolf-like killers in black escorted a group of people. These people were all dressed as servants, including maids, cooks and a dozen young people. The guards were all prisoners captured alive by the black-clad killers when they stormed into the mansion.
Seeing these companions who had been with him day and night, each with his head lowered and trembling all over, the old butler Pete suddenly started sweating profusely. He stared at Su Lang and growled with splitting eyes: "What on earth do you want to do? "
"What are you doing? Old man, you actually know it well, right?" Bokelei laughed strangely at this time, with a bloodthirsty glare in his eyes. He casually pulled a young maid, and then roared: "Say! Where is the door to the treasure room?"
"You don't want to know..." Old Pete had just said these words with a trembling voice. Bokelly tore the maid's body to the left and right with both hands, and immediately tore the maid's body into two halves. The red mist flew across the sky and then fell down, splashing. Old Pete's expression suddenly frightened him on the spot.
"Bah!" Bokelei threw away the bloody corpse in his hand, and then said solemnly: "Old guy, let me see how long you can hold on. As long as your answer does not satisfy me, I will kill everyone in the lord's mansion here. All the people were torn in half!!”
"Wow -" Before Old Pete could say anything, several timid maids and servants had already peed their pants in fear. These were the people who lived in ordinary demon villages before they were selected to enter the lord's mansion. How often have they seen such tragedy? !
"You, you... you beast..." Old Pete saw that because of himself, Bokelei killed a person like crushing an ant, and his heart suddenly wavered: "I, do I want to tell them that the treasure is hidden?" Where?"
But the next moment, the cruel facts had already rehearsed in Old Peter's mind. He knew very well that even if he confessed 150%, the other party would not leave anyone alive in the lord's mansion. Instead of confessing and then carrying the betrayal, It is better to die in humiliation for the Lord's crime than to fight to the end and retain a trace of dignity for yourself!
"Bokeli, Su Lang!" Old Peter roared at the top of his lungs, "If you have the ability, just kill everyone in the house. I will never tell you where the treasure room is." Your position will never be cheap for you two bastards who have killed a thousand swords!"
"The old guy is tough, okay, these people are going to die anyway, I'll show you how cool it is to 'tear them alive' in front of you!"
Bokeli suddenly raised his head and roared wildly. His body suddenly doubled in size, and his hands and arms became thicker and longer by three full circles. This is what Bokely looked like when the black fighting spirit of the Demon Realm that he had trained so hard broke out. It was too late to say, but it was soon. , "Pa!" This guy suddenly grabbed a young guard's neck!
"Uh-huh--old housekeeper, help me..."
The guard had just screamed for half a sound, when his head was suddenly separated from his neck. It turned out that it had been torn off by the fierce and ferocious Bokeli. "Pfft..." The blood mist spurting out of the neck was suddenly splashed all over. The snow-white wall opposite seemed to have been scratched with a bright red color with a large pen!
When the second victim appeared, the old butler Pete had already regretted it deeply. Faced with such a cruel and bloody scene, he felt that he should not let so many young lives accompany him to death, but Pete also knew one thing: said To be honest, it is also a dead end, the difference is just to let yourself live for a few more minutes.
Just when the number of victims continued to increase, and Peter was about to tell the truth when he was about to collapse, a loud bang suddenly came from the direction of the door of the lord's mansion, and then two metal door panels spun rapidly and flew past three people. , the bodies of four black-clad killers.
"Puff - Puff - Puff -" The speed coupled with the huge impact, where the metal door panel passed by, immediately cut several black-clothed killers in half.
Seeing this scene, the others were immediately frightened and ran away. The door panel, carrying the sound of shattering wind, rushed straight towards Bokeli who was killing the servants.
"Huh? What is this?" Bokelei suddenly felt something was wrong with the wind behind his head, and hurriedly threw away the prisoner who was about to be torn in half. It was too late to speak, but at that moment, Bokelei turned around and punched out fiercely: " Go to hell!"
"Bang - click!" The force of the fist hit the door panel, and it was immediately shattered into pieces and flying everywhere. However, Bokelailie felt a strong surge coming from him. He could not withstand the strong impact. Bokelailie couldn't help but retreat seven times in a row. Eight steps later, I felt severe pain rushing through my body. When I looked at my punching hand, blood spurted out, and three fingers had been cut off by the edge of the metal door panel!
"Uh ah ah - my hand!" With his other hand, Bokelei grasped the wound where blood was gushing like a fountain, and suddenly burst into a shrill roar: "It hurts me to death!!"
————(To be continued.) m.
