Douluo: My Father, Titled Douluo

Chapter 368 Troublemaker Tang San

The King of Slaughter led Tang San walking on the streets of the Slaughter City.

This is the inner city of the Slaughter City, and Tang San became the guest of the Slaughter King, and thus became a master.

Of course, the life of a master is better than that of consumables, and Tang San is no exception.

In a ghostly place like the Killing City, Tang San actually got a mansion.

At this moment, the Slaughter King took Tang San to see this mansion and held a banquet to welcome guests.

The people on the street looked at Tang San in awe, but at this moment, a long-haired homeless man with a decadent expression and shabby clothes suddenly ran towards him.

"roll!"

Tang San saw the madness and joy in the eyes of the homeless man with a beard covering half of his face, an almost cannibalistic look.

Thanks to the excellent living environment in the Killing City, Tang San saw many of these people, and most of them were lunatics.

"Wait a minute, he is a guest sent by the God of Death." The King of Killing blocked Tang San's murderous intention.

"Guest of the Killing God?"

Tang San felt very strange, how could the guest of the Killing God survive so miserably in the Killing City.

"Mistress!"

The homeless man rushed over to hug Tang San with tears streaming down his face.

"You are...teacher!"

Tang San stiffened for a moment, smelling the homeless man's strong body odor, he instinctively knocked the homeless man over.

As a result, Tang San saw the homeless man's face.

Although he had a unshaven beard, Tang San still recognized Yu Xiaogang at a glance.

"Mistress~"

As the saying goes, when a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, tears well up in his eyes.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang soon fell into the feeling of meeting again after a long separation.

After the Balak War, Yuan Xunlu humiliated Liu Erlong and threw Yu Xiaogang into the city of killing.

As we all know, Yu Xiaogang's combat power is basically zero, so his life in the killing city is equivalent to the lowest level.

If Yuan Xunlu hadn't just wanted to torture Yu Xiaogang instead of killing him... Yu Xiaogang would have been unable to survive in the killing city.

"teacher……"

Tang San also told Yu Xiaogang about his experiences over the past few years.

She was stabbed in the back by Dai Mubai and took away the little Princess Balak. She was confused for a long time. Later, she heard someone said that the Killing City can improve her strength, so she went to the Killing City to try her luck.

"I am now a guest of the Killing City!" Tang San straightened out his shabby clothes and showed off the aristocratic accent he had when he was living in the Balak Kingdom.

Even though Tang San was born in Holy Soul Village, Tang San always hoped to integrate into the aristocratic group.

"Okay! Okay!"

Yu Xiaogang was a little envious of Tang San. People with ability and talent could succeed anywhere.

As for a guy like him who can't cultivate his soul power or research his martial soul, he'll be just like that wherever he is left.

"Let's go and see my mansion together, teacher." Tang San said to Yu Xiaogang with a bit of showoff.

This is also human nature. When you become rich, you want to show off around your former teachers and friends.

If you don't show off, wouldn't it just be a night walk in brocade clothes?

The King of Slaughter will not care about a waste like Yu Xiaogang, Yuan Xunlu just wants him to be tortured forever.

So they came to Tang San's mansion together.

After passing through the red painted wooden door, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were led by the maid and sat on the velvet chairs in the garden of the mansion.

The King of Slaughter did not make any declaration or speech. After the guests had arrived, he ordered the dishes to be served and the wine to be poured.

There are only a dozen guests, one titled Douluo and a dozen Contras.

They are the top executives of the law enforcement team in the Killing City, and they have all been given the ability to use soul skills by the King of Killing.

And the captain is the God of Death Douluo, who is titled the God of Death.

Yu Xiaogang is out of place here.

After all, Tang San was the god of death and had achieved hundreds of victories. Although his current strength was low, he had a promising future.

Yu Xiaogang is pure trash.

A variety of wines were served in silver cups, and the dishes were honey-coated quail, crispy suckling pig, fat lamb chops, etc.

The upper echelons of the Killing City eat basically the same food as the nobles outside.

Yu Xiaogang completely abandoned his dignity and ate so much that Tang San also had a lot of doubts in his heart.

"Your Majesty (King of Slaughter), is there such food in the Slaughter City?" Tang San asked: "As far as I know, the land in the Slaughter City has always been quite barren and uncultivated."

Not to mention the distance, Tang San was still a figure in the Killing City before, but all he ate was some black bread.

It’s not that there’s no meat to eat, it’s that you don’t know where the meat comes from and don’t dare to eat it.

Apart from these, the Killing City basically has alcohol control, and everyone drinks Bloody Mary.

It was really the first time for Tang San to see such rich and normal food like today.

The King of Slaughter laughed loudly after hearing this question, and even the members of the law enforcement team laughed.

"Tang San, have you ever seen nobles starve to death in disaster years?"

The King of Slaughter and a group of senior law enforcement officers were drinking and eating meat, and said nonchalantly: "We can eat this food every day because we have external channels. But those at the bottom have to work hard just for a bite of food."

Neither Tang San nor Yu Xiaogang spoke.

Doing so will clearly expose the gap.

But in the magical land of Killing City, everything is possible.

The King of Slaughter noticed that the two men had different looks in their eyes and asked, "Don't you think this is interesting?"

"." Tang San.

What's the point?

"The more people enjoy privileges in the city of killing, the less they care about the outside world. Because even if the outside world allows you to live like a normal human being, it is not easy to enjoy the privilege of seeing millions of people kneeling and bowing.

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"Are the nobles outside different?"

Tang San thought of the nobles on the mainland, who all regarded millions of people as cattle and horses.

"No no no."

The King of Slaughter shook his head, "They are not as straightforward as coming here from the Slaughter Capital."

In the city of killing, the power of life and death is freely controlled by the superiors. This feeling cannot be replaced by the outside nobles forcing other people's families to die.

For someone like the King of Slaughter, who regards other people's lives as nothing, it is even more of a pleasure.

Tang San didn't think there was anything wrong. If he became that master, he would naturally base his own happiness on the pain of others, and would also cut off other people's opportunities to become masters.

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought about going to the outside world?" Tang San thought for a long time before asking.

Tang San didn't want to believe that the King of Slaughter was unmoved by the power and wealth on the mainland and stayed in the Capital of Slaughter as a local king.

More importantly, Tang San had to go out again, find that bastard Dai Mubai, and ask him to return the little princess.

These things required Tang San to have a force he could rely on.

And the King of Slaughter is the best choice.

"Go out? Why go out? It's not like the people in Wuhun Palace don't allow us to exist."

Tang San was stunned by the words of the King of Slaughter. Could it be that the King of the City of Slaughter had no interest in the outside world at all?

"Your Majesty, can Wuhun Palace tolerate the killing city forever?"

Tang San was determined to give full play to the special skills of the shit-stirring stick.

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