The ravaged parlor could no longer be described as a mess, it was a hell of a mess, with all kinds of messy fragments mixed together, some from the living, some from the dead, and even the bravest warriors would have no courage to enter.

Lugo was holding the space ring given by Chino at this time, and it was impossible to tell whose pieces were to clean up the ground, and the storage effect of the space ring was very strong, whether it was broken pieces or blood stains, whether it was glued to the wall or spilled on the ground, there was no residue after collecting.

Except for those Gatling bullet holes, which had to be repaired later, the traces of the Orchids had been completely treated by Lugo, and the tragic massacre was as if it had never happened.

When Lugo cleaned up the scene, Chino may have felt that the anger just now was too unrestrained, so he held a book of poems in his hand and read it intently, so as to soothe his emotions and thoughts.

I have to say that this scene is really a bit weird, Lugo is collecting the body behind his back, but Chino is reading the book calmly, obviously the five claw marks scratched by self-harm on his face are still gurgling and bleeding, but it still does not affect him while reading the poetry book, while adapting the lines of poetry according to his musical attainments, he hummed lightly on the lines of poetry.

It is worth mentioning that there are not two living people present at present, but three, and Hu Shanrong is also alive.

Hu Shanrong's mood at this time was extremely uneasy, he curled up in the corner with fear, Lu Ge ignored him several times when he passed by, and he didn't know if it was because the light in the house was not good and he didn't see it, or if it contained something else.

Hu Shanrong looked at Chino in horror, and then at the corpse of Ah Bao on the ground, and even thought it was a dream for a while...

The old man was actually killed...

The old man who covered the sky with one hand in the northern snowfields and wore a three-clawed golden dragon robe in the temple was actually killed on the spot like a wild dog.

What is the reason? Hu Shanrong still hasn't figured it out...

Is it the contract that has collapsed?

What old grudges have been there between the two sides for a long time?

Still is... That joke about the Nine Princesses?

It can't be...

Killing someone because of a joke, is this so special???

Hu Shanrong had heard of Chino before, and he only laughed at those mysterious things, but when he saw that kind of killing scene for the first time today, he realized that those jokes were true, this is a crazy criticism!

What's even more terrifying is Chino's ability...

Looking at Chino's gaze, those indescribable giant shadows, the madness of looking directly at ancient existence, and the severe colic pain in his heart, Hu Shanrong really didn't want to and didn't dare to experience it a second time...

Even when he was dead in the world, he didn't have that sense of fear and despair...

The rumors are true... This man is the Grim Reaper...

It's not a metaphor, this man is the Grim Reaper...

"it!" Suddenly, Lu Ge's exclamation interrupted Hu Shanrong's thoughts, only to see Lu Ge jump back in fright, and exclaimed, "Lord Archon, there is still a living person here!" ”

Chino lowered the book slightly, revealing a pair of cold amber eyes, and quickly moved the book up again, without even looking at it, as if the living person here was just a corpse, and said without any emotion: "You deal with it, don't disturb me to read." ”

Seeing Lu Ge pull out the knife with a cruel smile, Hu Shanrong's heart tightened, and he hurriedly jumped up: "Wait... Wait a minute! There's something to say! I'm just eating at Po's place, and I'm not some henchman who has to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots... Why bother to beat workers, there is no need to kill them! ”

"Cowardice, wasn't it quite arrogant before? Where you chew the twigs and chew the twigs, what do you chew Nima? Lugo gestured in the air with his knife and sneered, "There's no need to kill them all? But it's useless to keep you, what's the use of you for us? Good knife skills? Isn't Lao Tzu's knife skills better than yours? ”

To change it to normal times, as soon as Lu Ge's words came out, Hu Shanrong really wanted to compete with him to see if this hooligan's inferior sword skills were powerful, or his orthodox sword skills as the head of the forbidden army.

But now that his fate is hanging by a thread, how dare Hu Shanrong intensify the contradictions, and quickly change the topic: "Whether I am useful or not, it's not up to you to decide!" Are you the boss of the ruling house? You say it's useless, it's useless? ”

"Uh..." really choked Lugo, and he didn't dare to make his own decisions for a while, and looked tentatively at Chino.

"Click, click, click." Chino's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and he finished reading the last line of the current collection of poems, and his mouth was full of words, "Here is a poem, which is said to have been written by the Sun King back then—the wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and the warriors are guarding all directions—what do you think of this poem?" ”

Hu Shanrong gave a thumbs up without thinking: "Domineering!" Domineering side leak! The Sun King is worthy of being the chief of the gods! ”

Chino made a throat-slitting motion: "Cut him." ”

"Huh-" The night sword is coming.

"Oh?!" Hu Shanrong avoided this knife with a flexible body, and hurriedly changed his words, "No, no, no!" I was wrong! What kind of thing is the Sun King, a rookie who can't even be beaten by visitors from outside the world! ”

Chino closed the book and said lightly: "What do you think of your master Bao?" ”

At the critical moment of saving his life, plus everyone is dead, Hu Shanrong does not abide by any discipline, and directly blurts out: "It's a cub!" ”

"Cut him." Chino made another throat cut.

"Wait!!" Hu Shanrong avoided Lu Ge's slash again, and he wanted to cry without tears, "My lord, don't play with me." You didn't kill me before, you must have thought it was useful to keep me, and you deliberately didn't kill me, so now you can tell me what you want me to do. ”

Hu Shanrong was so brainy, Chino was really interested, and asked with a smile: "Can you do anything?" ”

This sentence made Hu Shanrong a little worried, if he said "yes", who knows if this crazy criticism will come to the sentence "Then you go to suicide".

Hu Shanrong hesitated for a moment and added to Chino's words: "As long as I can stay alive, let me do anything." ”

"Hmm~" Chino nodded thoughtfully, "That's still the same question, what do you think of your master Bao?" Speaking from the heart, don't worry about what I think. ”

Having said that, Hu Shanrong didn't have any room for tricks, so he could only say truthfully: "What else can you see?" has an arrogant personality and causes trouble everywhere, and I have to help him do unsightly dirty work, and I have to help him wipe his ass everywhere to clean up the aftermath, and I have long annoyed him. ”

Chino: "Then why don't you leave the Po caravan?" ”

"No way, he gave too much." Hu Shanrong gave a reason for not having any problems, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Ah Bao is full of shortcomings, but there is one thing he has nothing to say, the money he gives is so much, so much that you don't have a temper." Who can't get along with money? ”

Chino: "Do you envy him?" ”

Hu Shanrong couldn't help but sneer: "Of course I envy, how can I not be envious?" With thousands of waists, beautiful women like clouds, they are respected as guests wherever they go, they can bully whoever they want, who doesn't want to be this kind of person? ”

The smile on Chino's face became mysterious: "Since you envy him so much, why don't I give you a chance and let you become Po, how about it?" ”