Seeing Holt's mouth spurting blood, his face was pale, and his breath was declining, Bach's face was panicked, and his heart was constantly sighing, worthy of being a prophet, it was really too powerful, just a few words, let Holt, an old thing, spurt blood from his mouth.

It's a pity that I won't spray after two puffs, and if I squirt a few more, I don't know if this guy will hang up because of excessive blood loss.

Holt had no idea what was going on in Bach's mind, and at this moment, he was just immersed in his own world, mired in despair, unable to extricate himself.

Obviously, when I discussed specific countermeasures with Apu last night, I was still full of confidence, even if this confidence was only pretended, but at least there was still some hope in my heart. But now, all those hopes have been ruthlessly wiped out.

Despite Holt's cunning and cunning, he doesn't know how to deal with such a prophet. All the plans and arrangements on his side, Ron was all clear, and Holt did not suspect that Bach had betrayed him, after all, Ron was a prophet, and it seemed not surprising that he would know about this.

However, Ron asked Bach to send a letter, which seemed to Holt to be a demonstration.

He just wanted to tell himself that he already knew something, but Lao Tzu didn't care.

No matter how many masters you are entangled, in the eyes of Lao Tzu, it is just a local chicken and a dog.

What kind of strong self-confidence can dare to be so arrogant?

However, if this Ron really has such terrifying strength, then why bother so much, directly enter the palace, and kill all those who dare to disobey him, then the matter will be solved?

Is there anything else he meant by doing this?

Holt thought for a moment, and then smiled wryly, perhaps, this is the calmness of the strong.

He could easily crush all the obstacles, but he deliberately didn't do so, the man probably just wanted to enjoy the pleasure of playing cat and mouse, wanted to watch his humble life, struggle desperately on his chessboard, and then had to show a desperate expression.

What a terrible hobby.

This enemy is even more terrifying than imagined.

Holt really felt a strong sense of regret in his heart, and perhaps, from the beginning, he shouldn't have listened to Apu and went against Ron.

He wants Agnes? Give it to him.

Anyway, Agnes, this woman, he can't touch it.

Want Delores? Give it to him.

is such a daughter, who is she married or not?

If he can let go neatly, he may lose a little dignity, but maybe he can gain Ron's favor, at least, for the sake of his honest handing over to the princess, Fei'er, or only remembering his son-in-law, he will probably get a lot of benefits.

In any case, it will not fall into such an embarrassing predicament as it is now.

It's just a pity that it's too late to regret it now.

Holt gasped hard, now his heart was in turmoil, his brain couldn't think normally, he didn't even care about the blood on the corner of his mouth, raised his head and looked at Bach on the other side a little blankly: "What else did he say?" ”

Bach looked up and glanced at Holt quietly, and then said cautiously: "Then, that guy also said that Agnes finally put on the wedding dress, and he has to go back to enjoy it......"

Burst......

This sentence was like a sharp knife that stabbed directly into Holt's heart.

Today's Holt, who was already in the most chaotic, desperate, and angry time, suddenly heard these words and only felt a pain in his heart, and wow, another mouthful of blood spurted out directly, more than the previous squirting combined.

What a bitch.

How can there be such scum in this world?

Still wearing a wedding dress? Do you want to play with such flowers?

As the most beautiful princess in Holt's harem, he knew very well how beautiful Agnes looked in a wedding dress, but he didn't even have time to taste this beauty, but he cheapened Ron's bastard first.

The more Holt thought about it, the more angry he became, the more he thought about it, the more he hated it, the stagnation in his chest couldn't get through, the more he held it, the more uncomfortable it became, and then wow, the blood spurted and squirted, and he couldn't stop at all.

That look, looking at Bach is all creepy, for fear of the news he brought, one accidentally Holt to death, seeing that Holt is falling into extreme anger, as if he can't take care of himself for a while, Bach's body retreats silently, in case the angry Holt, one accidentally kills himself, then it's all over.

As soon as he walked out of the palace, the tension and solemnity on Bach's face disappeared in an instant, and a short knife quietly appeared in his hand.

Looking at the weapon in his hand, the smile on Bach's face became more and more intense, this is an epic weapon, and it is still strengthened by ten.

is worthy of being a prophet, and his shot is generous.

Doing the math was much more cost-effective than working for Holt, who had served under Holt for so many years, and all the salaries and rewards he had received were not even a fraction of the weapon.

That's the gap.

Just thinking about letting others work for you, and you don't even want to give money, if you don't die, who will die?

After admiring it for a while, Bach put away the weapon in his hand, and the figure disappeared silently, according to the prophet, after passing on the news, he could temporarily retire, if he continued to dangle in front of Holt, it was likely to arouse Holt's suspicions, and one careless person might die in Huangquan.

Since this is what the Prophet said, it naturally makes sense, although he knows that wealth and wealth are in danger, but at the same time he also understands that once his life is gone, it is all over.

……

On the other side, in the hotel, Ron finally got up.

Next to him was Agnes, who had a lazy face.

After tossing all night, it is not completely deceiving Holt, after all, the combination of wedding dress and white silk suspender stockings is absolutely super forbidden spell level, even Ron can't resist it, so that Agnes is still charming like silk and peach blossom on her face.

Agnes's strength is very good, even if she fights with an existence of the same level for a day and a night, she will not get tired, and the current laziness is more of an overdraft on the other hand.

Ron kissed Agnes on the face again: "You and Lucia are in this hotel, let's take a rest first, I'll go to the Church of the Goddess of Dawn." ”

Agnes nodded weakly, not too worried about Ron's safety.

The longer she stays by Ron's side, the more Agnes can feel Ron's unfathomability, and in Adams, there may be people who can hurt Ron, such as Christian and Arianna, these two beings who stand at the pinnacle of the legendary level, and Mr. Himself may still be difficult to deal with.

However, Arianna is currently in retreat, and the Lady of Christian is having an ambiguous relationship with her husband.

As for the others, perhaps they should worry about themselves first.

……

"Bastard!"

"Bastard!"

"Slut!"

"Scum......

In the study, almost everything was smashed to pieces by Holt.

His Majesty the King almost racked his brains and scolded all the swear words he could think of, but unfortunately, his talent was limited, and there were only a few tricks to scold.

This situation has been going on for a long time, and Heckles and Antonio, who were guarding the door, were silent, and no one dared to break into the study to stop them. Moreover, they can also understand His Majesty's current mood, and it is better to let His Majesty vent it better than to keep it all in their hearts.

I don't know how long it has been, but the roaring sound in the study gradually decreases.

After another half a ring, Holt walked out of the study, just saw the current Holt, Antonio and Heckles were both surprised, the original King Majesty, although old, but they knew that it was all pretended, but now Holt at a glance, as if suddenly aged more than ten years, the position of the temples are a little white.

The originally smooth skin is now even more wrinkled.

Only those cloudy eyes were permeated with a cold, hyena-like light.

He regretted going against Ron, but things had come to this point, regret was useless, the two sides were already dead, even if Ron was willing to stop, Holt didn't want to, Ron's damn bastard, several humiliations, had completely angered Holt.

"Let's go, go to the Andrei family." Hoarse, Holt spoke slowly.

At this moment, Holt seems to have become a machine driven by hatred, as long as he can kill Ron, whatever he asks him to do, even if it is to grovel to Augustus Andrew's bastard and apologize, he can accept it.

However, Holt had just taken a step.

The faces of Heckles and Antonio next to him changed suddenly.

The body staggered, blocking both sides of Holt's side, and his vigilant eyes were all fixed on the position in front of the left: "What kind of person, get out of ......"

"Hehe, it is worthy of His Majesty the King of Granville is vigilant, and the guards around him are really loyal, admire, admire......"

With a clear voice with a gloomy owl, a slightly rickety figure gradually emerged from the air in front of him.

"Introduce yourself under Anthony. Andrey ......"

The Guardian of Destiny is on board again.

Once again, the repairman has intervened in this world!

(End of chapter)