Verse 409 [But he is my junior brother]

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This name is not too unknown in the Central Castle.

But it's not a big guy that everyone knows.

Most people knew about him, but because he was fairly well-informed, and he could buy some low-level demonic power weapons from him that were relatively cheap and of good quality.

There are a few who know a little more, and know that they can get some help from him that they can't get in the bright world outside.

He is a figure who walks half-naked in the dark.

is a person who is in a gray area.

The marginal people of Central Intranetus.

Generally speaking, such a character cannot play any role at all in this kind of situation.

Because his portion is not enough.

Probably not even qualified to know about it.

However, he is still Su Junyan's senior brother.

As far as this identity is concerned, he is fully qualified to stand here and stand in front of Su Junyan.

But that's it......

It's a little too stupid.

Isn't it a little too stupid to be an enemy of the entire Central Empire, or rather, the entire Central Federation, for the sake of one person?

Even if this person is a junior brother or a senior brother, even if it is really a brother, most of the people will choose to remain silent and watch.

But Yan Qi stood up and stood in front of Su Junyan.

At a time when everyone was going to kill him.

Yan Qi didn't say anything, he just said one sentence, four words.

"Who's coming?"

"Nine fingers extend seven. ā€

A very stupid word.

A very stupid gesture.

Maybe Yan Qi is such a stupid person.

But it's really good.

Su Junyan felt that it was really good, when everyone was leaving, in this deep heavy rain.

He's finally not alone.

That's good, brother.

This was Su Junyan's last thought.

Then he was completely unconscious.

He believed in Yan Qi.

Or go out together.

Or, die here.

"Yan Qi, I read that you helped me once back then, and give you a chance, get out of the way. Someone spoke in the darkness and said to Yan Qi, "I'll just treat it as if nothing happened tonight, and you can continue to be in the Central King City in the future, and no one will pursue it, how about it?"

"Thank you. Yan Qi nodded, shook his head again, and said, "But he is my junior brother." ā€

But that's what he meant by being my junior brother.

I'm not going to get out of the way.

Let's go up together.

"I can't help myself. "Angry voices, ultimatums.

"Launch. ā€

Let's launch.

So the extremely dazzling light in the distance, towards this side, Yan Qi, who was blocking in front of Su Junyan, suddenly **** over.

This light is the Demon Breaking Annihilation Cannon developed by the First Research Institute on the basis of the first generation of Demon Breaking Weapons.

The energy contained in the cannon is enough to have a huge impact on high-level abilities, disrupting the operation of the power of the Demon Pattern, and even the king-level powerhouses will be more or less disturbed.

Therefore, this cannon is menacing.

Yan Qi, but he didn't hide at all, standing in front of Su Junyan, facing the annihilation shot.

The next moment.

Something very strange happened.

The annihilation cannon, which was powerful enough to rival the full force of the general-level demonic power armed main cannon, was completely submerged on Yan Qi's body silently.

Or, to put it mildly, the bright silver armor that drowned on Yan Qi's body.

The rain continued to fall.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

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"Do you feel a little flustered, Speaker?" Wennington watched as the faithful old butler dutifully placed the bloodstained raw lamb chops on the table one by one, and couldn't help but raise his head and ask, sitting opposite Yars.

"Why should I panic?" said Ars, laughing, like a giant elephant smiling at an ant that dared to show its teeth and claws at it.

Dismissive.

"Because I'm sitting here. Winnington said as a matter of course, nodding to Charles, who had been almost ignored.

Charles didn't dare to take Winnington's words at all, and he even regretted why he was here tonight.

No matter how stupid he was, he felt that tonight, in this hall of volcanic rock, there was about to be a battle that would never appear in any record.

And no matter what the outcome of this contest is, he won't get any benefit.

It is even more likely to be ...... because of the fact that they watched the whole process Extinguish?

As soon as he thought of the word extinguished, his whole body trembled again.

Damn, why am I here?

Even if you watch the man named Su Junyan walk around at home, he won't kill me, Olivia's own brother, right?

I can't die, I can't die.

I'm going to be the emperor!

He thought so, looked around, and wanted to get out of here at once.

But obviously, this is not possible.

"Your Royal Highness Charles, you are also tired of crying tonight, why don't you dine with us?" Yars looked at Charles like a headless fly, and his heart became irritable again, and with a wave of his hand, he asked the old butler to put a plate of raw lamb chops in front of Charles.

"Eat, Your Highness. The old housekeeper also kindly gave him a napkin.

"No...... Thank you, I'm not hungry. Charles, who was already scared to the extreme, almost vomited in disgust when he saw the bloody raw lamb chops.

He could only cover his mouth with a napkin.

"Please, my little friend. Yars made a gesture of his master, and asked Winnington to eat first.

"You please, too. Wen Nington was not polite, and directly grabbed the sticky and smooth raw lamb chops with his hands, put it in his mouth and tore it.

At all, not to use the knife and fork that was prepared for him.

Yars sneered, grabbed the lamb chops in front of him without delay, and tore them with all his might.

Two people, one old and one young, were tearing at each other's lamb chops as if they were in a race.

Blood splattered.

The eyes are like magic.

In the dim candle flame.

The rain outside was falling non-stop.

The two of them, it didn't look like they were eating raw lamb chops at all, they were like eating, people.

Eating, something you can't see.

Like, desire.

Like, ambition.

Charles finally threw up no longer bearable.

And at this time.

"Duh-" There happened to be a knock on the door.

"Come in. When Ars heard the door, he seemed to have lost all his strength.

The whole person sat down on the chair, and the lamb chops in his hand fell on the plate.

Unwiped blood continued to pour down on his body.

At that moment, he seemed to be really old.

The door opens.

A man, trembling, walked in and knelt in front of Yars.

"Home...... Head of House...... Just...... Just received ...... Received, ...... Message. ā€

Lucifer...... Temple...... Your Highness, Dead ...... He's dead. ā€

He's dead.

He stopped talking, hanging his head, as if waiting for death.

"Come here. After a few moments, Yars beckoned to the man as if he had recovered.

The man shuddered, but still didn't dare not go over.

He crawled up in front of Ars.

With his bloody hand, Yars stroked the top of his head.

It's like comforting a scared puppy.

"You ......" suddenly!

Suddenly, Ars picked up a dinner knife that had not yet been used, and plunged it into the throat of the messenger.

Blood splattered out like a waterfall.

Squirting Yars was all over the body.

But he said without realizing it, "You're lying to me." ā€

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The second more. (To be continued.) )