I don't know how long it took, about an hour or so, before the teenagers realized that the person under their feet had stopped moving, and couldn't help but stop what they were doing and looked at each other.

"Why did you all stop? I haven't had enough of it! Abel frowned slightly and looked at the group of teenagers dissatisfied, he brought this group of people over, not just to let them stand here and stare dryly.

"Ai ...... Albert doesn't seem to have moved for a long time and won't ...... It can't be dead. A young man seemed to have thought of something terrible, gritted his teeth and opened his mouth tremblingly, his face very pale.

He couldn't even think of that imagination, although Albert was a useless waste, he couldn't even feel the magic element, and his parents were dead. But in the end, it is a direct descendant, it is the direct bloodline of the family, you must know that the collateral people abuse and kill the direct descendants, but they will be expelled by the family to abolish the spiritual root and press into the criminal law hall.

None of those who enter the Hall of Punishment will come out alive.

"No, it won't!" The same thought flashed through everyone's hearts, Albert wouldn't be so unscrupulous, right? I beat him so many times before and I didn't see anything, how could I be so fragile today? Just beat it to death.

"What are you afraid of? Aren't I still in my way? It won't make you afraid of being like this, am I not as good as a waste in your hearts? Abel pinched his waist with one hand, looking very dissatisfied, but he seemed a little fearless.

Looking at the pale appearance of this group of people, Abel couldn't help but pout, scolded secretly, and waved his hand casually, quite carelessly, "Besides, even if people are really dead, who can know that we did it?" He is a waste, he can't eat and clothe him all day long, and we are not the only people who beat him, so why do we say that we did it? ”

That sounds like that. You must know that Albert is a well-known punching bag in the whole family, whether it is a direct or a side child, he will come to him for trouble if he is a little unhappy.

Over the years, everyone has gotten used to it, and gradually forgot that this person is still a direct son of a noble status, and only uses him as a punching bag, a sandbag that can only be beaten and not spoken.

Everyone's complexion softened, and they were not as scared as before. yes, it's just a person who doesn't have the slightest sense of existence in the family, even if the status is noble? They beat and beat him every day. If the family cared about him, they would have taken good care of him a long time ago, how could they let him live so miserably?

"Okay, whether he's dead or not, you just find two people to throw him back into the house, anyway, it doesn't matter to us whether he lives or dies. Remember, we all practice in our own rooms and never go out, if anyone dares to leak out, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Abel waved his hand casually, the blue light flashed in his hand, and a thin stream of water condensed in his palm, as if he was alive. Seeing this, the others immediately shuddered, this is a skill that can only be performed by intermediate magicians, of course they don't dare to talk nonsense, not to mention that this matter is related to their own lives.

Seeing this, Abel nodded with satisfaction, the corners of his mouth hooked up a satisfied smile, put his hands behind his back, and walked out step by step.

It's too easy to deal with this group of sideline disciples with low eyes, he just uses a little tricks,

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This group of people is like a chilling cicada. I didn't expect that what Young Master Chris ordered could be completed so easily, and it was really a waste of effort, I would definitely be able to win the favor of Young Master Chris this time, get a lot of resources, and become a high-level magician.

With his cultivation as an intermediate magician so far, he could detect that Albert's aura had disappeared, which showed that he was really dead, otherwise he would not dare to go to Master Chris.

Albert, don't blame me, who told you to have such a beautiful fiancée, Miss Avril? Miss Avril is the number one beauty in the entire Empire, and a waste like you doesn't deserve her. Let's obediently give way to Master Chris!

Humming a little tune, Abel excitedly went to Chris's room to ask for a reward and reported that he had gone.

Seeing Abel leaving, the two teenagers lifted the person up quickly, threw it into the yard at random, and then patted their butts and left, as if they were throwing garbage instead of a person.

It's autumn now, and the cold wind is blowing and making people shiver, although winter has not yet arrived, but the biting cold wind has already arrived.

The neat short black hair of the young man on the ground was unkempt like a pile of black weeds, and with the cold wind blowing and shaking, it looked particularly desolate, and the whole yard was desolate and miserable, overgrown with weeds, and there was not even a human figure.

If someone were there, they would definitely be able to find that this young man, who had been judged dead, had a slight rise and fall in his originally calm chest, and he had actually come back to life.

There was pain everywhere in the body, and the bones seemed to have been broken, and this intense pain was indeed difficult to bear. Albert even had the urge to scream, but he couldn't even utter a word when he opened his mouth.

"Ho-ho-......" Albert's voice was very hoarse and terrible, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and then tilted his head back to the same place, if it weren't for the slightly heaving chest, I am afraid that some people would really think that he was dead.

The sky was getting dark, and the figure lying on the ground finally had a new movement, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, and the flashing light in his eyes was too hard to ignore. It is as if all the cowardly skin has been peeled away, revealing the true essence, which is very different from Albert, who once went against the grain.

The blood wolf really didn't think that he would have to open his eyes again, thinking that he was in the modern world, he was the famous king of killers in the world, no one could escape his assassination, and he would definitely die if he made a move.

And his blood wolf is a famous money fan, as long as he can afford the price, he is willing to take any job and kill anyone. The rich and powerful loved and hated him, hoping that he would kill their enemies, and fearing that he would kill them for money.

Finally, these people couldn't resist the fear in their hearts and united all the killers to set a trap to lure him there, at that time he didn't talk about these people at all, but he didn't expect to be betrayed by the closest people, so that he lost the ability to resist at the last moment, but even if she died, those people don't think about it.

Thinking of this, a glimmer of success flashed in the eyes of the blood wolf, I thought it would not be used, but who knew that it would be used at a critical moment. Since these people want to let themselves die, then I can't let them have a good time outside, can I?