Chapter 214: Lord of Shacheng

After experiencing this series of things, Liu Ping'an feels that he can't put it off. After all, time is limited. Now the crisis of the King's Mercenary Regiment has been temporarily lifted. If he still stays in the town, it will bring greater danger to the King's Mercenary Regiment.

In the next few days, Liu Ping'an once again made some improvements in the defense settings of the King's Mercenary Regiment, and Shen Lizhi was also called to his side.

Xiuxiu has also been struggling these days. Shen Lizhi has made rapid progress. Zhang Xiaowu and Zhang Dalong have also made great progress. The shadowless knife accepted Zhang Dalong as an apprentice, and Zhang Xiaowu took a lot of effort to become Liu Ping'an's apprentice.

The town has also regained its previous vitality. Liu Ping'an finally made up his mind to leave when he saw this situation.

On a sunny day, Liu Ping'an and Shadowless Knife left the town with Zhang Dalong and Zhang Xiaowu.

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But tonight, the owner of Shabak couldn't sleep, and the short couch was covered with a brightly colored mink that was almost like a picture.

In a white dress, he lay on this short couch, and the master stood respectfully not far away.

Sometimes he also likes to be lively. In his garden, which is famous for its particularly gorgeous and elegant princes, the golden glass of wine is full at night, and flowers bloom in the small garden. Songs and dances all night long.

He likes to enjoy it very much. He really likes it so much. What's more terrible is his moody moody.

It's just that the most deadly time is when he is unhappy. For some people around him, this time is torture. Because at this time, he may kill at any time,

During this period, he strictly asked his subordinates to do this for him. Be sure to let him be absolutely alone and be absolutely quiet. He knows that if his subordinates kill too much, there are really few people to do things for him. Although he is sometimes crazy, he is not stupid.

The lamp is next to the owner of Shabak City. There is a high glass crystal lamp beside the short bed, so as soon as the light turns on, it shines on the ferocious face of the owner of Shabak City.

A expression that was difficult for others to see suddenly appeared on the face of the Lord of Shabak City, who had always been very crazy. His pale, arrogant and indifferent face with all the characteristics of a truly alien race was suddenly distorted by anger.

But at this moment, his face changed again, from a horrible distortion to gentleness and peace. Now the lord of Shabak is the lord of Shabak again, gentle as water, arrogant as water, and cold as water.

He looked at the dark and empty space outside the window with this look, and then he did another strange thing.

He suddenly spoke. Facing the empty darkness, he actually spoke. There is no sound in the silence and darkness. Who is he talking to?

The owner of Shabak said, "What is the origin of that man? It seems that you haven't made many things clear."

"Are you asking me? If you continue to insist, I don't mind twisting your head off as a chamber pot.

The answer in the dark made the Lord Shabak's face paler.

Master inserted and said, "Sir, please remember our agreement. Anyway, the young master is indeed qualified to know something."

"Why?"

The answer in the dark is a very, very soulful voice.

"You shouldn't ask me about this."

The master couldn't help answering.

"Because you should know that I am not in a good mood and in an unstable state now."

This answer is very strange, because the voice of answering this sentence is a woman's voice.

If a woman talks to you like this, how would you feel?

The master said calmly, "I don't care what the reason is. The times are different. You and my master have never succeeded. This time is an opportunity for everyone. Let's remove other obstacles first!"

"It seems that you know a lot. It seems that your dog is quite valuable in his eyes."

The master's expression has not changed, and his tone has not changed, and then said, "Yes, I am a dog next to the owner, and the most powerful dog. You don't care about a dog. The message usually conveyed by dogs is what the owner means.

The woman in the dark fell into a brief silence and said:

"I understand that the people I want you to kill are from the southern continent. He is very powerful. If I want to win in the southern continent, he must die."

"Is he the most powerful seed of this generation? How is this possible?"

The master showed an incredible look.

The owner of Shabak made his voice again and asked, "Your plan doesn't seem to have succeeded, or you wouldn't have come to us so soon. Now I think we should sit down and have a good talk."

The owner of Shabak looked at the woman who appeared from the dark like a ghost: "Are you finally willing to appear?"

He did not show surprise. The woman would suddenly appear here, as if he had expected it.

"You said I did a stupid thing, but I don't think you are necessarily smarter than me, okay! I admit that I began to underestimate Liu Ping'an. Now we should cooperate well, so that the opportunity will be greater.

A demonic smile appeared on the face of the lord of Shabak City.

"Yes, that's what I want to say, but you are really stupid."

Her words were very cold, and the mocking tone made the Lord of Shabak almost crazy.

He knew that this kind of woman was the most terrible. He really couldn't stand it. He really wanted to pull this woman under him immediately to practice.

"Do you know that it's right for me to do things like this, and it's you who are wrong. I know him better than anyone else. Sooner or later, my chess piece will still be useful, but the person you sent became his person. Do you think you are stupid and have nothing to say?

When the master saw that the sign was wrong, he plugged in and said, "Your Excellency, you don't need to discuss these boring issues, let's get back to the point and discuss how to deal with him next."

She did not answer the question of the master directly, but continued to provoke the owner of Shabak and said, "If it weren't for a good old man like you, I wouldn't know how many times he would die. I really want to know how you would react if I killed you now.

The owner of Shabak closed his mouth and eyes this time, but his body kept trembling.

"It seems that you do have something desirable."

She said lightly.

"Okay! You'd better take advantage of the rules and send more masters to kill him. Any means are fine. That's all for today's conversation. The choice is up to you.

After she said this, her figure slowly disappeared into the room.

Master took a breath and said, "Young master, you have made progress! We really want to do this next. It's better to send others like ourselves to kill. Although it's good to kill people with a knife, I don't think it's useful for Liu Ping'an. It seems that we underestimated him too much from the beginning. According to our intelligence, Liu Ping'an should not be difficult to kill, but it is difficult to kill him. It seems that there is something wrong with our intelligence department.

"That's enough, my business. You don't have to dictate. You just need to protect me."

The lord of Shabak scolded.

"I'm often not good. I'm always in a bad mood, my health, I don't eat well, I don't have a good appetite, and I don't drink well. I'm not good to women and men, so everyone says that I'm really bad.

The Lord of Shabak muttered to himself,

"Young master, I know what you mean, because you have never been good."

The master ignored the warning of the Lord of Shabak.

The owner of Shabak shouted, "I've been a puppet since I was a child. I don't live for myself. How can I get better? My son has always been like this. He has arranged everything for me. I've had enough. Remember, you're just a dog."

The master's expression remained unchanged and said seriously, "Young master, if you are really strong, my dog will naturally not wander in front of you. Why did the master agree to this so easily this time is actually to exercise you."

"Exercise me, it's really funny. I have such a good old man. Almost everyone is envious of death, but I don't like it. I would rather be an ordinary person. As soon as I was born, my mother left me. I grew up in a medicine jar. Later, I recovered and was oppressed by all kinds of cruel training and heavy homework. I have never lived a normal life. Even now, I am still a poor guy without freedom. What is my life for myself? And I still live for my son.

The owner of Shabak City hissed and finally spit out another word.

"Get out!"

The master shook his head and retreated silently.