"Boy, aren't you afraid of death?"

The thin-bladed pig-killing knife was on Fang Chen's neck, and the pig-killing guy didn't make a move for a long time, and asked in a cold voice.

"I'm afraid." Fang Chen's voice was a little unnatural: "I'm not a bad pen, how can I not be afraid of death?" ”

"And you're going to let me kill you?" The pig killer snorted.

Do you want to be shameless? It's clear that you want to kill yourself, when did I let you kill me?

"I didn't let you kill, besides, even if I asked you to kill, are you so obedient? Then I asked you to take me as a disciple, why didn't you accept it? ”

The pig killer was stunned for a moment, and then pouted and sneered: "The sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed, and the skills are okay, let's talk about it, why does that killer want to hunt you down?" ”

What does it mean to hear this...... Got a play?

Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled awkwardly: "Can you take this knife away a little?" I'm afraid your hands will tremble. ”

"As long as your neck doesn't shake, my hands won't shake, let's say, if I'm satisfied, I can consider it." The pig killer collected his anger, and Fang Chen's heart instantly relieved a little and took a breath.

"Actually, I don't know who is behind the scenes, mainly because I have no evidence, but in my impression, I only have one enemy."

"Is he strong?" The pig killer didn't ask who this enemy was, because even if Fang Chen said it, he might not know it.

"I haven't seen it." Fang Chen shook his head.

“…… It's a strange feeling! "The pig killer is a little inexplicable, there is only one enemy, but I haven't seen it?

"To be precise, he wanted to kill me, but I don't know what he wanted to kill me, and this is the third time he has killed me."

"Are you a pen?"

"Why are you swearing?" Fang Chen was speechless.

"People have killed you three times, and you still don't know how to fight back? You're not a pen, what's it? ”

"I haven't seen him well, and besides, I can't kill people, so I want to worship you as a teacher, and then slash the enemy."

The pig killer didn't speak again, but stared into Fang Chen's eyes.

Fang Chen was also telling the truth, so he was not weak-hearted, the eyes of the two of them looked at each other and fought, but the pig-killing knife of the pig killer was still on Fang Chen's neck.

"Haha......"

Suddenly, the pig killer laughed, and laughed heartily.

Does this mean that it is received?

Fang Chen's heart was overjoyed, and he grinned and laughed.

Seeing Fang Chen laughing, the pig killer laughed louder and more cheerful.

Fang Chen was not to be outdone, he raised his voice and laughed nonstop.

At this moment, the pig killer instantly smiled, his face fell, and he squinted at Fang Chen!

"Ha Lu Ha...... Ha! Ha! "The reason for the habitual life, Fang Chen did not stop...... After the most embarrassing sigh, he sighed twice, with an embarrassed face, very embarrassed.

"If you want to be my apprentice, you are not qualified yet."

Rub your grandma, you don't agree, you laugh a hammer.

took back the pig-killing knife, turned around and left, and another sentence came: "Be my assistant first, and learn to kill pigs with me." ”

Fang Chen rolled his eyes fiercely, he didn't know if his decision to apprentice was right, how did this guy look very abnormal?

※※

In a courtyard somewhere in Longcheng, an eighty-year-old man sat on the chair of the embossed dragon pattern Taishi, with a tea set in his left hand and a dragon head carved from Nanmu in his right hand.

"Qi Tian, you broke the rules."

After letting his grandchildren kneel for more than half an hour, the old man said a word, and his words smelled of hatred for iron and steel, as well as strong anger.

"Grandpa, I'm wrong."

Ignoring his grandson's confession, the old man shook his head.

"In the entire southeast, there are not too many of our descendants, there is their Zhou family's territory, what are you going to do over there? I have long told you juniors, there are some things that should not be done and cannot be done, if you make a big mistake, even if it is me, I can't protect you if I want to, the times are different, there are more and more political enemies and factions, we old guys have to work step by step and keep the positions in our respective hands, but you, why don't you know how to restrain yourself? ”

Seeing his grandson bow his head and kneel and dare not speak, the old man was obviously a little lacking, although his eyes were still like a blade, but his tone was very light: "A deputy minister, used to make up for your mistakes, do you think it can be drawn?" ”

"Grandpa, I ......"

"If you don't give up a seat, will the Zhou family probably let you go? Well? The old man knocked on the ground, and hit the ground three times with the faucet in a row, obviously talking about this matter, he was really angry.

"Alright, go back to your place, lay down your rights, I don't want to see you in a year...... Don't go out to make trouble for me, otherwise, I won't care about it next time, and besides, his surname is Fang now, not Qi...... There are some things, there is no need to kill them all, he doesn't know that his surname is Qi, don't be self-defeating in everything, understand? ”

"Yes." The young man knelt and nodded, his heart was dark, the authority in his hand was not much, and now he was deprived of his rights, and after a year, he didn't know how many resources the other brothers and sisters of the Dao Dao would grab.

When the time comes......

※※

Next.

Killing pigs is actually a science, or in other words, any type of work has its own knowledge, but it depends on how you learn.

Of course, Fang Chen didn't want to kill pigs, this profession was painful to do or sound, he didn't want to be old in the future, and others would call him a pig killer!

However, he can completely regard killing pigs as a kind of exercise, a bloody exercise, and an introduction to killing.

Just like the ancient iron sand palm, it is impossible to poke the iron sand directly with your hands at the beginning, it must be replaced by fine sand and slowly improved.

And even if Fang Chen is asked to kill people now, he may not dare to, the SAO year under the red flag is not a perversion.

Today is Pig Killing Day.

The so-called pig killing day is just a 'good day and auspicious day' set by the pig killer, and every Sunday is the pig killing day.

According to Buddhism, killing is a matter of karma, and it is said that you will go to hell, so you only do one day a week to kill pigs, but this day you have to kill more than ten domestic pigs. Of course, if you come across a village fair, or go to the town to sell pork, you have to kill more.

The pig killer was shirtless and drank a sip of the local so-called 'fairy wine', although he was not fat, but he had an executioner's anger on his body, which should be caused by perennial killing.

Especially the fierce eyes of the pig killer, as well as a scar on the left side of his face, added a very domineering taste.

"Look, I'll kill it now, and after a while, you kill!"

After the pig killer finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the pig killing shed, revealing the scars on his back.