In less than three minutes, the aristocratic young man couldn't even figure out what was going on, and in the abandoned house, except for the murderer with a long sword and the other two dumbfounded imps, he was the only one left.

When Mufasa's gaze came to him, the aristocratic young man felt his scalp tingle.

He tried to grab the little girl in front of him by the shoulder, pressed the noble sword against her neck, and the body, which was several circles larger than the girl, also tried to curl up, trying to hide completely behind the little girl.

"You—Don't come here! Otherwise, I'll kill her! ”

Although the aristocratic young man also had some back-ups, after seeing Mufasha's clean killing moves, he didn't think he could react in time to that lightning and fire.

So far, his biggest reliance has become the untouchable little girl he just held in his hand.

Seeing that Mufasha stopped approaching and didn't do anything directly to himself, he couldn't help but feel very lucky, it seemed that he had made the right bet!

But he would attach so much importance to this kind of untouchable little girl, and even because of just three untouchable imps, he committed such a serious crime as killing the city captain, could it be that this guy is a believer in the Righteous Temple, the most unpopular church in the so-called righteous religion?

Hell, you ran into these lunatics in a place like this! I should have asked the City Lord to list the Temple of Justice as a cult! The aristocratic young man gritted his teeth in his heart and thought.

The slums north of the city are the least heavily staffed city guards, and if you want to ask for help here, you have to run to the walls of the two cities to find help.

I can only find a way to stabilize him with words first.

This kind of civilian, who has never seen the world, has as many ways to deceive him!

"As long as you let me go, I promise not to pursue today's matter! This waste is dead and dead, and no one will trouble you for them. But I'm different, I'm from a traditional aristocratic family that inherited the name of Nigrania, and if I am killed, someone will definitely find out the bottom of it! He tried to squeeze out a smile and said to Mufasha: "Not only that, but as a mere civilian, it must be difficult for you to fulfill your ideals and ambitions, right?" In this way, I recommend to the city lord that from today onwards, you will replace Bot and become the captain of the northern part of the city! In this way, no matter what you want to do, you can let go and do it! ”

Mufasha lowered his face so that it was impossible to see the expression on his face, and remained silent without replying.

"With your strength, you don't need to be in the slums at all, with these untouchables, with the plague of dead corpses, you can step on the steps they have piled up, and stand at the pinnacle of people with us nobles!"

Noticing that the other party did not refute or move, the aristocratic young man felt that he had already moved the other party, so he continued to work hard to strike while the iron was hot: "At the beginning, it will definitely not work without money, so let's do it, I can sponsor some money for your great cause, how about a hundred gold coins Abby?" According to the recent gold price, it is equivalent to 120,000 silver coins! ”

Mufasha remained silent.

According to his usual experience, the aristocratic young man thought that the other party should be a little shaken, so he added strength: "Not only that, do you like this kind of child?" I'm familiar with slave traders, and those guys have captured a lot of slaves this year, and you can have as many slaves as you want! ”

Although Simba and Shazu didn't know what they meant, they could conclude from the context that it was not a good word, and it could be a worse situation than a slave, and they immediately scolded the aristocratic youth.

But the aristocratic young man didn't care about this, and just continued to persuade Mufasha: "If you think it's too troublesome to train, I can also have someone send it to you after training."

"That's enough."

Mufasha spoke up.

But instead of seeing a great future or a compromise blinded by gold, there was a voice with a faint sense of anger: "How far do you want to abuse the civilians!" Your so-called aristocracy is not a noble person at all, it is completely a demon who licks the blood and lives of commoners and treats them as livestock! ”

Mufasha raised his sword and aimed it at the panicked aristocratic youth: "I didn't mean to have a conflict with you guys, but at this point, at least I will leave a tragic lesson for you trash, and tell you that not all of you are willing to become slaves to be bullied by you!" Let you have some scruples when you eat human flesh and drink human blood in the future! ”

"What do you want to do! It's too late to stop! The aristocratic young man immediately realized that something was wrong, and shrank behind the little girl even harder, probably because of Mufasha's soaring into the sky, and his undisguised killing intent aroused his ferocity, he hid behind the little girl and forced loudly: "Don't do stupid things, you want to kill me unless you hack to death this untouchable girl who is blocking me first!" Is this your justice? ”

Simba and Shazu also immediately looked at Mufasha nervously, for fear that he would kill him and kill Nana together.

But Mufasa was just a sword man, and he gently wiped the blade with his hand, and the original indignant expression on his face calmed down again, as if he could calm down just by holding the long sword.

He said softly.

"How can swordsmanship be such an inconvenience."

The aristocratic young man realized that something was wrong, but at the moment he reacted in his mind, he was already a step slower, and the sword light that shone like mercury flashed.

Then the right hand of his sword was separated from the flesh and bone of the wrist, and fell straight to the ground, the incision was incomparably smooth, and even the blood seemed to have forgotten its duty because of this clean sword, and it was not until a few seconds later that it belatedly gushed out from the incision!

"Ahhh My hand! O my right hand! ”

The aristocratic young man was also stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously let go of the little girl's broken mouth covering his right hand and screamed miserably.

Simba and Shazu took advantage of the opportunity to rush up and take Nana away from each other.

From this moment on, the aristocratic young man finally confronted the expressionless Mufasha without any hindrance.

"Wait, don't kill me! What exactly do you want? Money? I can give it to you, I can give you all the money! I can give you even the title of nobility! Sensing that death was near, the aristocratic young man with tears and snot on his face because of the severe pain begged for mercy without hesitation: "As long as you spare my life, you will become a nobleman in no time!" ”

Mufasa, wielding his sword, took a deep breath.

Then he shouted loudly with an expression of extreme disgust: "Who wants that kind of dirty thing!" Cut! ”

In the next moment, the aristocratic young man was slashed in two by Mufasha's incomparable sword and the wall behind him, completely losing the breath of life.

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Chapter 155: Dirty Stuff