Laphroaig was unmoved at all, and even had a rare smile on his face. Lan
"Isn't that better?" he asked.
The next moment, he took a few steps up the steps without hesitation and came to the door.
Then he pushed open the door.
Kitagawa Murakami glanced at the door that was pushed open. As expected, the door was clean without any dust.
Even the carpet behind the door was clean, like brand new.
All kinds of furniture in the room give people a sense of splendor and luxury.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing is not these extremely expensive furniture, but...
The figure was tied up and thrown on the carpet.
Beichuancun silently carefully looked at the figure who was tightly tied up, even wearing gloves and an electronic collar around his neck, and his expression gradually became subtle.
There's something damn familiar about this figure.
What looks familiar? This familiar figure looked very similar to the man who almost broke one of his legs with a gun two days ago.
But that person's aura seemed very strong at that time, and he looked like he was the strongest in the world.
Now...it looks like a dead dog.
The gap is a bit too big, and Kitagawa Murakami doesn't even want to recognize it. Lan
I always felt that it was a bit embarrassing to tell about the fact that I was almost beaten to death by such a person.
"...Who is this?" Laforge glanced condescendingly at the dead dog-like figure.
"If I remember correctly, he is Rum." Kitagawa Murakami's tone was also a little subtle.
He would rather he remembered it wrong.
The young master asked him to use it as a knife... it's really just a disposable knife.
"...Rum?" Laphroague slowly lowered his head and stared at the figure on the ground seriously.
Rumor has it that Rum is a one-eyed dragon, but the man on the ground is blind in both eyes. The two can still see the remaining blood marks on each other's faces, as well as the ferocious outward flesh. Lan
It was like someone had forcefully gouged out his eyeballs.
At this moment, the other party has more air coming out and less air coming in. It seems that even if they don't come, if the other party is left here and no one cares about it, he will die soon.
"Is this rum?" Laphroague's face was full of annoyance.
If this is Rum, why is he here?
What's the point of practicing with a half-dead guy?
"... Young Master... I mean, Young Master Tsushima told me that we only need to be responsible for killing him." Kitagawa Murakami quickly put the blame away.
"He didn't tell me." Laphroague frowned, his voice low and impatient. Lan
If he had said that something like this was waiting for him, he wouldn't have come at all.
"I'll see if I can find someone else. He belongs to you." Laphroaig didn't even bother to look at the figure on the ground. He raised his head and looked around at the surrounding situation, then walked towards the stairs.
"Leave it to me..." Kitagawa Murakami squatted down and sighed.
He doesn't really want to take over either.
"The tongue was also pulled out..." He looked at the silent figure with a somewhat emotional expression.
No wonder he didn't cover his mouth obviously, but the other party didn't make any sound.
Goug out your eyes and pluck out your tongue. Lan
It's no different than dying.
"Maybe the ears..." Kitagawa Murakami tentatively inserted the scalpel into the other person's ear.
Only then did the people on the ground react, and their bodies began to tremble violently.
"My ears are also deaf." Kitagawa Murakami came to the conclusion.
Seeing with his own eyes that the existence that he regarded as a powerful enemy two days ago has turned into what it is now, Kitagawa Murakami's mood is a little complicated.
I was both frightened by the young master's methods and felt relieved at the same time.
At least he and the other party are on the same page. Lan
Simply put, they are accomplices.
You should not be treated like this.
"I'll give you a pleasure." He waved the scalpel down, and when he raised his hand again, the scalpel was already stained with blood.
He has no interest in killing a being that is similar to a corpse.
He wiped the scalpel on the corpse's clothes, stood up and went to find La Forgue.
…
There was not a single living person in the huge villa with hundreds of rooms. Lan
Laphroaig stood in the corridor with a gloomy expression, looking a little annoyed at the empty corridor.
"Just blow it up, there's no one around anyway." He suddenly said with a sneer.
As he finished speaking, dark ants crawled out of his body and began to crawl around the villa.
Of course he wasn't just talking, he really meant to do it.
Kitagawa Murakami raised his feet to avoid the dense and ominous-looking black ants, and walked behind Laphroaig.
"There shouldn't be no one..." he explained.
There was a sudden sound above the corridor, and a grid opened. Lan
A black figure jumped down from above and landed in the corridor.
It was a figure wearing a crow mask and a black cloak.
"My lord said that you can leave after you kill someone. The villa has no plans to entertain guests." His voice was hoarse and very unpleasant, which was also very crow-like.
"This is not the way to treat guests." Kitagawa Murakami looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, but he was a little surprised by the way the other party appeared, but not by his existence.
After all, there were people living in this villa, he had already confirmed it.
Now when I look at it, I see that there is indeed a secret room.
"The crow has no guests." The figure that suddenly appeared continued to speak. Lan
Kitagawa Murakami was now a little curious about the so-called adult in the other party's mouth.
"Please leave." The other party urged them to leave.
Of course, Laphroaig was not one to be obedient. He rushed forward without hesitation and gave the opponent a roundhouse kick.
The opponent reacted quickly and raised his hands to block, but underestimated Laphroaig's strength.
His arm was suddenly kicked off.
With a clang, his arm fell to the ground in the corridor.
But not a drop of blood was shed. Lan
Only the broken place revealed intricate wiring, which was sparkling at the moment.
That's a robotic arm.
Is it just a mechanical arm, or... the figure in front of me is actually a complete robot?
"Please leave." The figure with a broken arm just bent down to pick up his arm and continued to repeat the same words.
Laphroague stared at the opponent for a long time, then chose to turn around and leave.
The guy behind him must be a guy who hides his head and shows his tail. Since he doesn't want to show his face, forget it.
The appearance of the robot gave him a reminder. Lan
He can go to the organization base to find a combat robot to practice with, and he doesn't have to worry about the opponent dying. He can practice as long as he wants.
In this case, there is no need to waste time with the other party.
"I always feel that...this trip is a bit...illusory." Kitagawa Murakami's voice was a little helpless.
They had already stepped out of the villa. He looked back at the iron gate and felt that everything was a bit unrealistic.
It's so easy and smooth that it lacks a sense of reality, and even gives people an illusory feeling of "What did I do?" "Did I really do it?"
"Although it went well, I hope there won't be a next time." The blond man with gray eyes glanced at the crow in the sky and sighed.
He didn't like this kind of illusory experience that lacked a sense of realism. Lan
