Tamer of the Beast

"Master!" The lady on the bed woke up suddenly. When she saw the strange man, she jumped up and opened her mouth to call someone.

"Madam, if you stay calm, I will let you go. Originally, my employer didn't want to kill you so he could take care of himself."

Feng Che's emotionless words fell on the cold ground, freezing the entire room.

Madam's footsteps paused. No matter what, your own life is the most important.

Feng Che nodded with satisfaction and turned to the official: "I want your life too; I also want your money."

"No, little brother, you have a lot of money. Please spare me. I will never be greedy for people's money again." The official almost fell to the ground and kowtowed to Feng Che, shouting "Grandpa"!

"Trying to forgive a killer is the stupidest thing you can do before you die."

The cold light of the dagger danced, and in the blink of an eye, all the dust settled, and blood splashed all over the floor.

That corrupt official's head fell to the ground, but his unwilling eyes were still wide open.

"Ah--" the lady screamed and fainted from fright.

Feng Che gave a bloody smile, walked up to the lady, grabbed her chin with one hand, and forced her to open her mouth. At the same time, a pill quickly fell into her mouth.

"It's better to forget everything about tonight."

Feng Che picked up the two large cardboard boxes under the bed, jumped up, and flew towards the busy night.

The guards who came after hearing the news broke into the house, and the smell of blood filled the air, making people feel sick.

They came late

--cat dividing line--

"I'm back"

Before Feng Che arrived, the voice had already come over, "Everyone, take the money!"

"Thump" "thump", two large cardboard boxes fell to the ground. Feng Che then fell down and walked into the house.

Bloodstain, another man among the four killers, helped him drag the box into the house: "Good guy, it's really heavy."

"I'm almost dead from carrying it back. Okay, let's divide the spoils."

Feng Che took off the mask on his face smoothly

If you look closely, you can see that he is indeed a stunningly beautiful man. He has regular features and eyebrows on his temples. He does not look like someone who should have been brought to the Kam Tim Dynasty to be sold as a slave.

Two women, Feng Ling and Xueyin, were flipping through a stack of papers in their hands. These were the latest folk news.

"Feng Ling, Xue Yin, help me count the money together."

Xueshen and Fengche greeted

"This is considered physical work." Xueyin glanced at the box lightly, "You count by yourselves, and then go to bed after counting."

Good guy, two big suitcases of money are worth what hundreds of civilians earn in a lifetime. This is really crazy.