Doomsday: I'm in Kimchi Country, Professional Necromancer

"You are a devil!"

Su Mei was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"A lot of people compliment me like that."

Han Mu looked in the mirror and knotted the red tie.

Looking at the white suit, he nodded with satisfaction.

People rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, and he looks like a big man in this suit.

"The clothes are in tatters, and the one who thinks of his fist first when encountering an enemy is a short mule."

"When a boss, Taishan prefers not to change his color in front of him. This is called Chengfu."

"The heart of playing tricks is dirty, but fortunately I'm not a good person."

Han Mu glanced at the woman lying on the bed with a corpse.

"Have a good rest and continue the class at night."

Su Mei's body froze slightly, and her whole body began to tremble.

As if recalling something terrifying.

Biting his lip slightly, he glared at Han Mu.

"Do you want to kill me?"

"roll!"

Han Mu raised his eyebrows and slowly pulled out the seven wolves from his waist.

"Looks like you still have a lot to learn."

"For example, how to speak to please the master."

Snapped!

A whip whipped over and threw it directly in the face.

Su Mei took a deep breath.

The body is straight, the toes are raised, and the whole body is shaking.

The scientific name of this state in the medical field is also called pain spasm.

When the pain reaches the limit that the human body can bear, the body will tremble uncontrollably, and even become incontinent in severe cases.

Han Mu's control of strength is perfect, and this whip can be painful without causing serious damage to the body.

S saw tears.

M saw leg numbness.

The ancient masters of torture would call them experts when they saw them.

"Get angry at me, who gave you the courage, Liang Jingru?"

"Getting on this bed doesn't mean your identity has changed."

"It doesn't mean that you are qualified to instruct me, remember?"

"It's so apocalyptic and you still regard yourself as the eldest lady. Are you used to the smooth sailing in the country? If you can't lower your head, I will help you."

clap clap clap!

Han Mu stepped on the woman's face and squeezed lightly.

The seven wolves in his hand threw out afterimages.

The last dignity and bottom line of this woman are still trampled on the ground.

He just wanted to make this woman understand one thing.

This is not her back garden.

At first, Su Mei was still holding on, but the belt that came off at that moment was knocked into the bone marrow like a steel needle.

It is more terrifying than ancient torture.

"Good people don't like it, but they like a stick, fuck."

Seeing the woman crying and begging for mercy, Han Mu slowly exhaled.

The anger in my heart eased a little, but it was still a little uncomfortable.

If you don't listen to the good voice and anger, push your nose on your face.

You have to let labor and capital get angry, and you will be obedient after being beaten.

What's not so rude?

If it weren't for her special situation, Han Mu would not have taken her off and hanged her today, so he would be able to cultivate himself.

"I've been a little too angry lately."

After venting, Han Mu began to ponder.

He also felt the change in his personality, but he couldn't stop it.

I don't want to stop it at all.

Because that's the nature of him that has been suppressed.

A person's character will change with his status.

It's like someone who gets rich and will spend a lot, for fear that others won't know they are rich.

The quality of the character is directly linked to a person's power.

The more powerful people are, the less afraid they are.

On the contrary, those ordinary people did not dare to fight back even if they were provoked.

It is possible that if you punch down, all the income of a few months will be posted, which will make the family who is not wealthy even worse.

The older you are, the more you worry about it, and the more you think about it.

When he was young, he was penniless and reckless.

When you have a successful career, you don't dare to work hard. That's the truth.

He now holds the power of life and death for hundreds of thousands of people, and naturally he has developed a self-respecting temperament like the princes and kings.

Women are nothing more than some pets kept in the harem to him.

Be obedient and clever and can give you a candy.

But if he dared to bite his master, he could only be beaten to death.

For example, have you ever seen a concubine dare to let the emperor go away?

I see you don't want to live anymore.

"This kind of thing is not an example."

Putting on the belt, Han Mu pushed the door and walked out.

In the room, Su Mei stared blankly at the ceiling, and when she moved a little, she felt a pain in her heart.

The whole body seemed to be bitten by an ant, and it couldn't be moved without itching. It was painful to the bone.

After a long time, when the pain in the body subsided, it was replaced by a special feeling.

A strange light flashed in Su Mei's eyes.

She found that her body seemed to enjoy this level of pain.

In his mind, the figure holding the seven wolves grew taller.

As if some special instinct was awakening.

Outside the door, Kim Jung-hyun had a flattering smile on his face.

Don't even dare to look inside the house.

He knows that from now on, this woman who is nominally his fiancee has nothing to do with him except nominally.

The hat came from the sky, and he had to pick it up.

This is the price of power.

If he can't see this, he is not far from death.

Fortunately, Kim Jong Hyun doesn't care either.

Compared with a mere woman, power is the most important thing.

In this world, power is the greatest poison.

Beauty and wealth are but vassals.

Why can the chaebols of the cold country be lawless, because they hold more power than the prime minister.

"Go to Park Zhengyi to familiarize yourself with the process. I will be responsible for the security of the hotel tomorrow. I appreciate you very much, don't let me down."

Han Mu patted Kim Jong Hyun on the shoulder.

Occasional encouragement can promote the heartfelt and ambition of subordinates.

He is not afraid of the ambitions of those under him.

The power he masters is enough to suppress any unrest.

Ambition is the ladder of progress.

The people under his command are not ambitious, and it is useless for his master to whip with a whip.

The excited Kim Jung-hyun was sent away.

There were crisp footsteps behind Han Mu.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground can only be a woman.

At the entrance of the stairs, there was a tall and low-neck slim-fit cheongsam, a beautiful young woman wearing black suspender stockings, her docile eyes were fiery.

"Park Zhengyi asked you to come."

Han Mu glanced at the woman lightly.

Lee Hye Eun, Park Zhengyi's wife in various senses.

There is no need to think about the reason why she is here.

He promoted Kim Jong-hyun to the top, although he did not hint, but also made Park Zhengyi feel the crisis.

This woman was sent to blow the pillow wind for him.

This guy is really getting better and better.

He also happens to eat this set.

I and Duke Cao in the north of the city are familiar with thieves?

"Do you have free time at night, sir?"

Li Huien covered her mouth, giggled, and didn't answer.

A glance and a smile, full of infinite style.

This leprechaun!

"Have!"

Han Mu thought of Su Mei.

One duck is also chasing, and two ducks are also chasing.

Counting the landlady, let's just watch the moon together at night.

By the way, share your riding experience.

But he still has business.