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Sean's gaze greedily engraved the scenery everywhere in his mind, this is the life he has pursued and is still pursuing, the life of the nobility. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info took a deep breath, a faint incense filled his nasal cavity, and he always felt that there was an inexplicable luxury inhaled into his abdomen, and his body was lightened by three points. He did not restrain his desire for Chiguoguo, but showed it extremely strongly.

Angelo kept frowning, he liked to use Sean to do things, but he didn't like Sean as a person, uneducated, lacking humor and knowledge, a complete mud dog. Every extra second spent with such a person is a kind of torture! He turned his head and took out a white handkerchief, wrapped his thumb, and wiped the tip of his nose with the handkerchief on his thumb, and he said slowly: "Sean, I heard that you have not been very honest lately, and some people have reported to me that you are supporting those untouchables and inciting their discontent, is that so?"

Sean shifted his gaze back, met Angelo's gaze recklessly, and for about three or four seconds, lowered his head and staggered his gaze. He nodded yes, "I did it." ”

Angelo remained silent, stuffed the handkerchief back into his pocket, and couldn't see his psychological fluctuations at this time, he chuckled, "Do you think I didn't fulfill my promise to make you the captain of the garrison, so you plan to give me a little trouble?", Angelo thought that he could still eat Sean to death, and he didn't care about Sean's increasingly ugly face at all, but he felt that it was so happy to tease this pariah like this. He knew that Sean was very powerful in the city, and he also knew that Sean had great opinions about himself.

But so what? Angelo never worried about getting out of control, he had his army inside and outside the city, and most importantly, he knew very well how strong Sean's desire for power was. Once Sean wants to flip the table, it means that he has no connection with the ruling class, he will become a wanted criminal for the entire empire, and countless people will find him for money, capture him, and then send him to themselves.

So Angelo wasn't worried at all and took pleasure in it, "That's right, I lied, I don't want to fulfill my promise." Do you know why?", he stood up, walked down the steps, walked over to Sean, and stared at Sean closely. Angelo stretched out a finger and poked Sean's forehead hard, "I just don't like your eyes, dirty eyes, make me feel sick." His face turned a little red, "I heard that you are the son of a technician, and the god of light is above, it is really terrible, can you answer a question for me?

Sean's expression instantly became distorted, his fists clenched together, and a trace of blood spilled down the gap between his fingers and palms. His whole body was trembling slightly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was full of tyrannical emotions that wanted to destroy everything. He forced himself to forget all this, to think of some good things, but Angelo's words kept replaying in his mind like a spell.

The son of the technician .......

I'm not!

He roared with rage inwardly.

Angelo was very satisfied with Sean's state at this time, and he called Sean this time to knock him and make him understand what kind of thing he was and what kind of correct attitude he should have. Angelo took out his handkerchief and wiped his fingers, glanced down at his boots, and threw the handkerchief to the ground.

"My boots are dirty. ”

The monstrous killing intent in Sean's heart continued to devour his heart, and he really wanted to end this ugly nobleman with a knife at this moment, letting him know that even if he was just an insignificant commoner, his dignity could not be offended. Suddenly, a strong aura struck, and the killing intent in Sean's heart suddenly disintegrated, he turned his face slightly, and the corner of his eye fell on the body of a swordsman outside the door. The muscles on his face twitched slightly, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and slowly knelt on the ground.

He held a handkerchief, his face pressed against the ground, and sighed at his boots, which were not very dusty, and then quickly wiped away the vapor that came out. Two boots are a sight to behold. He carefully folded the handkerchief and held it high in the air while he continued to kneel.

The corners of Angelo's mouth curled, took the handkerchief, and suddenly exaggerated and lightly "Huh", he didn't wipe it clean! He laughed, lifted his leg directly, and stepped on Sean's head.

At this moment, Sean felt that his head was about to explode, and the hot blood in his whole body surged up his head, constantly impacting his reason and crushing his calm. He wanted to kill this person immediately, but the sixth-level titled swordsman outside the door kept pulling his anger back from the brink of danger. He felt the hard soles of his head step hard, and his head lowered.

Angelo casually took the handkerchief and dusted it twice on the top of his leather boots, he looked at Sean, who was humiliated to the limit by himself but did not react at all, and nodded with satisfaction. I don't know if it's because the boots were really wiped clean, or if I'm satisfied with Sean's obedience.

He put his hands in his pants pockets and bent slightly, "Dog, you have to look like a dog." If you let me know what you're doing behind my back......", he straightened up and sneered twice, glanced coldly at Sean on the ground, turned around and left, paused slightly when he walked to the side door, "Get out!"

Sean, who was kneeling on the ground, clenched his teeth, and the tremendous force made his teeth shatter twice, and he slowly and extremely slowly got up from the ground. He wanted to pick up the dignity that had fallen on the ground, but he couldn't, he could only watch as those dignity shattered and blown away by the wind. He stood up and was silent for a few moments before walking to the door. The haughty swordsman raised his chin and looked at him contemptuously, and the moment the two passed by, the swordsman's hand holding the hilt of the sword pressed down, and the upturned scabbard blocked Sean's path.

He turned his face and looked at the swordsman. The swordsman looked him up and down playfully, and was surprised, "Come, learn a dog and let me listen." ”

Sean's fists clenched again, and in this short moment, his palms have been cut out more than a dozen cuts. Blood trickled down his fingers, but he didn't feel the slightest pain. In the face of humiliation, he wanted to resist, but he knew that if he resisted at this time, all the humiliation he had received before would become meaningless. Angelo will definitely do it to him immediately, he is not ready yet, it will take time.

Opened his mouth with difficulty, dry saliva mixed with blood hung between his upper and lower jaws, his face was extremely pale, and his whole body trembled violently, "Wang ......"

The sword master was stunned for a moment, and laughed, "I'm just joking with you, you take it seriously." He got out of the way, but there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Sean didn't even have a perfunctory thought, and strode out directly, his eyes full of tears.

He swore that he would pay back a hundredfold to these people every day for what he had suffered today.

Seeing Sean gradually disappear at the end of the corridor, the swordsman frowned, carried the sword into the back room, and saluted Angelo's front, "My lord, Sean's dog should be removed." The fact that he can endure even such a humiliation shows that he has greater intentions. ”

Angelo sat under the windowsill with nail clippers and tamped his nails, he didn't raise his head, he bowed slightly, "You're right, but this dog is still a little useful." Wren had brought 2,000 men to Balatan to suppress the riots, and he was going to come back anyway. When he passes by Veneer, I'll hand Sean over and appease his anger. It's not much use to kill Sean now, but it will allow Wren to find a way to attack me", he looked up at the swordsman, "I've been bothering you lately, and you're in charge of keeping an eye on Sean." ”

The swordsman smashed his fist on his chest and agreed.

Angelo looked through the window and watched coldly as Sean got into the carriage outside the city lord's mansion and left quickly, leaving only a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Boss, what did Angelo tell you to do?", in the carriage, his henchmen surrounded him, and Sean's face was dark and terrifying. He punched the carriage so hard that the whole carriage shook. Blood splattered, leaving a bright red fist mark on the wall of the carriage, as well as several cracks. The loud sound made the henchmen in the carriage stunned, such a furious Sean is still rare, they made eye contact with each other, no one spoke first, only the sound of rough breathing could be heard in the carriage, and the vibration of the wheels pressing on the ground.

Sean put his hands on his knees, hung his head, and gasped for air as if he had just been fished out of the water.

He tilted his head suddenly, and everyone gasped, the momentum and feeling that Sean gave people at this time was not something that one person could have at all, he was...... A bruised, desperate, angry beast in human skin.

"I'm not going to throw in the towel, absolutely not!"

His henchmen, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what Sean encountered in the lord's mansion.

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6k per day this week, next week to be determined.