He still had a smile on his face, and there seemed to be a bit of excitement in his voice: "Do you think that as long as you insist on not saying anything, I won't do anything to you, or for the sake of the family~~ Or do you firmly believe in the stupid words that your city-state has been promoting: everything can be abandoned for the sake of freedom?" ”

"I really don't know anything, please, please don't kill me, I'm willing to be your slave forever!"

"You see, it's actually a very simple truth, you tell me what you know, and then I'll give you a happy one -- equivalent substitution, extremely fair. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" The middle-aged Byronic man's eyes widened, and he shook his head very naturally: "If you don't have any value, then I can only make up for my loss in other ways." ”

"Like, fill my little cutie's belly." Following the direction of the middle-aged man's finger, the young man tied to the chair turned his head little by little in horror, and looked at the dark shadow in the corner of the wall with trembling eyes.

It was a foul-smelling hyena covered in pus, now staring at him excitedly with a pair of scarlet eyes, and disgusting saliva was falling from the corners of his mouth.

Finding that the owner called himself, the hyena with the smell of rot crawled to the feet of the middle-aged man like a pug, and let the other party gently stroke its head.

The middle-aged Byron man playfully looked at the young man who was already scared and broke out in a cold sweat, and gently patted his "little cute" head.

"My father is just a side branch of the Nancy family, and he took the opportunity of the unexpected death of the old family head more than half a year ago to sit on the throne of the patriarch, maybe he knows something......"

"That's not what I'm going to hear, your father's bones can beat the drum, he's not as lucky as you!" The Byronic tone was a little impatient.

"Others, others, by the way, the daughter of the former head of the house, with the help of some henchmen, escaped. I've heard that the whereabouts of the team my father sent are still unknown! ”

"Nothing else?" The tone became more and more impatient.

"I've really ......"

"Uhhh!!!h The claws slipped open the young man's abdomen, and the broken fat and internal organs were dragged out by the hyena roughly along with the large intestine, and blood and minced flesh splattered everywhere. The young man who screamed loudly watched, chewing on a mouthful of blood, and his heart-rending wails did not seem to be enough to describe his pain.

"Please, please, please stop it, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, uh-ah-ah...... Give me a good time! ”

"But I just want you to die, otherwise what use are you?" There was no trace of regret on the middle-aged man's face, and he laughed wildly, his tone becoming more and more nervous: "To be honest, that's all the happiness that you guys can bring me—really, young man." It was a great pleasure to see you screaming in pain and dying little by little! ”

"Think about it, you can still bring happiness to others when you die, don't you feel like your whole life is sublimated?" Unable to stop laughing in ecstasy, the smile on his face became more and more distorted, and the eyes of wonder and joy watched the hyena open its fangs and bite off his neck in one gulp.

"There's nothing more wonderful than this~~ Okay, now you're happy!" Reluctantly retracted his gaze, and swept his gaze to the soldier behind him: "Is there any news about the girl in the other party's mouth, the commander of the regiment is urging very urgently!" ”

"Nothing was found." The soldier hurriedly lowered his head, not even daring to look at those "tender" eyes: "The land of the other clan has turned upside down, and the soldiers are complaining, saying, ......"

"Is it true that I am [sick] again?" The middle-aged Byron man definitely interrupted the soldier's words, took a deep breath very comfortably, poured the air full of blood into his chest, and looked extremely intoxicated: "Don't you think this is very interesting? Obviously, when I was very normal, I deliberately completed the instructions given by the old man for the Legion Elder himself. The bunnies thought I was going crazy~~"

"Isn't that ridiculous?!"

Born in a famous family, he is the nephew of the commander of the Chiyan Legion, one of the three major legions in the south, if he follows the normal life trajectory of a middle-aged man, maybe he has already taken charge of himself and led a thousand-person brigade across the battlefield. or holding important positions in the royal court.

It's a pity that the middle-aged man has a hard mental injury, otherwise a character like him would not have been able to pick up errands in such a small place.

But the middle-aged man didn't care at all, the one in two chances. If he really stayed in the royal court, he probably would never have the opportunity to enjoy the torture and listen to the screams so openly, let alone raise a group of hyenas that belonged only to him.

Their family is a family full of contradictions with the warden who holds important positions in the royal court, and the department in his dreams will never open his arms like him! The thought of this made him a little annoyed.

It doesn't matter what the great future or the glory of the warrior is, as long as he can enjoy this kind of unparalleled pleasure, the middle-aged man doesn't mind a little 'grievance' of himself.

"Send someone to find the supreme governor stationed in the city, and say that the legion commander said that the family ...... the wife of the patriarch of the Nancy family belongs?"

"The Jonathans. My lord, they are the [heroes] of our successful raid, doing this kind of thing at this time, I'm afraid~~" The subordinate was obviously very clear about what his leader wanted to do, and he wiped his cold sweat and reminded in fear.

"Of course, I know that we have to come up with the best welcome ceremony, it is said that Baron Jonathan is a valiant knight, who killed many old acquaintances with his own hands in this battle, and shed his blood for the loyalty of the great Byron Empire~~" The middle-aged Byron man waved his hand at the soldier, his expression was already a little impatient - like a spectator waiting in the middle of the pitch, looking forward to the next performance.

"However, don't I even have the qualifications to meet our big hero, huh~~?"

The soldier could already imagine what would happen to the poor Knight Jonathan. But for the adults you serve, the most important thing is for your own life. The soldier gritted his teeth and pushed the door open. He knew that if he took a step slower, the person who replaced the other party and made his own adults happy first was himself!

"What's the matter, who would dare to say that I can't use people?!" In a smug tone, the middle-aged man motioned to the remaining soldier to close the door quickly, otherwise the 'pleasant smell' would run out!