The Magnificent God of War

"metropolitan!"

The light was dim, and even a light was not turned on, only the shadow could be seen vaguely, sitting in the position, motionless.

"Duncan is dead!"

Dawson knelt down with a plop and looked up at the Slanka Family Sovereign. "That Jiang Ning suddenly appeared and killed them. We...failed again!"

As soon as he spoke, he pushed all the responsibilities onto Jiang Ning's head.

The fact is indeed the case.

But when the Sect Master heard it, he only felt that Dawson and the others were incompetent!

"Duncan is dead,"

The Sect Master stood up, walked slowly down the steps, and walked straight to Dawson. Only then did Dawson see the face clearly, so gloomy and frightening, "Why don't you die?"

Dawson was startled, his whole body tight.

"Sect Master...Sect Master! Give me another chance, and you...Ah!"

He didn't finish his words, the Sovereign slapped Dawson's head with a hand, and suddenly clicked.

The skull burst!

Blood, spilled all over the floor!

"Hold it down and feed the dog."

The lord didn't even look at Dawson.

This kind of person who is disrespectful to himself should have died long ago, no matter who he is, no matter whether he is meritorious or demerit.

Did Duncan not teach Dawson about the rules of entering this castle?

Don't make noise, don't look up at yourself, don't shirk responsibility.

Duncan really hadn't taught him, how could he have time.

Sect Master walked back to his seat, two shadows came out from the corner, one dragged Dawson's Shiranshandi Gushanyiyi's body away, and the other respectfully knelt there on one knee, looking down at the ground.

"Sect Master, don't you continue to **** back the casino branch?"

"No need."

Sect Master said lightly, "Since that city is controlled by the man named Jiang Ning, let's do that for the time being."

"But, we need..."

"I said, no need!"

Sect Master Slanka's voice became cold, "Do your own thing, that person will definitely come again, no matter how many people die, the castle must be guarded."

"Yes!"

The shadow disappeared.

Sect Master sat in his chair, stretched out his hand and rubbed his chest, let out a long breath.

That kind of powerlessness and pressure made him somewhat depressed.

It's not a good thing that a big family that has been handed down for hundreds of years is being watched.

"Horrible Oriental."

Sect Master sighed, "It's not just that man, even the guy from the casino, Jiang Ning, is not easy to provoke."

He squinted his eyes, leaned back on the chair, and relaxed himself.

Suddenly, there was a strong murderous in his squinted eyes, staring at the gate!

A figure stood there, like a sword, piercing his heart instantly!

"You, here again!"

"Where is the boxing score?"

The hoarse voice sounded, and the strange mask made the Sect Master's heart tremble.

"I said, even if you kill me, you may not be able to find it."

The Sect Master still leaned there, but it was much calmer than the last two people fighting. "There are so many branches in the Silanka family, including the clans. There are a total of fourteen. You know I will put the boxing score in Where?"

He laughed a little contemptuously, and even more ridiculed.

Especially, he saw the eyes under that mask revealing a stronger murderous aura, which made him excited!

"Otherwise, you try again, can you ask me about the whereabouts of the boxing sheet from my mouth?"

The two pairs of eyes look at each other.

In the next second, both of them moved!

boom!

boom!

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