Nightmare wake up

Chapter 428 Uncle Ugly Takes Action!Tang Man appeared, the real condition of Uncle Ugly.

Chapter 39

Even Mili Yalia, who was in surprise, couldn't help being shocked when she saw Uncle Ugly's face.

Almost all the facial features of his face are out of position, one eye is squeezed above the eyebrows, the other eye is very close to the nose, and the mouth is even crooked, almost forming an L-shape, revealing a few withered black spots. Everted teeth.

The eye at the eyebrow looked at the yellow-level contractor who was pressing his claws against Mirialia's snow-white neck, his eyes were freezing cold.

It's like watching a dead man!
The yellow-level contractor, who was already in fear, felt icy cold all over his body after just being looked at.

The fear that climbed to the extreme quickly turned into hysterical anger. He gritted his teeth, stretched his palm forward slightly, and his blade-sharp fingertips immediately touched Mirialia's skin.

A shallow bloodstain suddenly appeared, and bright red blood beads immediately ran across the bloody neck.

"Let go of Master!"

"open!"

The yellow-level contractor roared hoarsely:

"Let go of him! Or I'll stab her to death, I'll stab her to death!"

"Even if you are a half-spirit, you have no chance to save her! I"

The ugly uncle is angry!

The moment he saw Mirialia's neck being scratched, his eyes changed.

Anger was like an erupting volcano, causing his originally cold eyes to burn suddenly, and the cloudy pale pupils shot out with cold light.

"You die!"

His voice was slurred, and he could barely hear Uncle Ugly's angry shout full of hatred.

His mouth has been completely deformed, and he can hardly make a human voice.

The source of the talisman burst suddenly, and the wide black robe fluttered with the wind.

Just for a moment!
The expression on the Huang-rank bodyguard's face, which was originally full of fear and anger, suddenly froze.

The talisman source on his body suddenly became chaotic, his face was distorted, as if there were huge worms wriggling under the skin of his face, suddenly forming bumps one after another.

He wanted to moan, but he couldn't make a sound because his throat also swelled. It seemed that there were countless bugs crawling under the skin all over his body. At the same time, an unstoppable itching sensation burst out from deep inside his body.

Roar ~~ Roar~~
Not knowing how the distorted trachea made the muffled sound, the yellow-level contractor spread his hands and fingers, constantly scratching his throat and body.

He didn't have time to take back the changing source of the fingertips, the sharp fingertips that were originally used to touch Mirialia's neck cut through his clothes, pierced into his body, and drew bloody grooves with the frantic scratching.

And then fell to the ground.

The itchy feeling was irresistible, and the pain made him even more crazy. He stretched and stretched his body on the floor, twisting his back like a reptile, and trembling crazily at the same time.

broken~~~
A bump on the skin broke suddenly, with an indiscernible skin cracking sound.

White, foul-smelling liquid bubbling from the shattered bulge
Then came the second, third, and fourth.
There seemed to be countless miniature firecrackers installed in the body of this yellow-level contractor, and they exploded one after another.

Soon, the body is covered with white pulp.
When the strong stench hit, his struggling movements stopped abruptly, and he died.

There is not even an inch of complete skin all over the body.

That's right, he just died like this. A yellow-rank contractor failed to put up any resistance and died after enduring incomparable pain.

And another yellow-level contractor who was still holding Mirialia's wrist was horrified when he saw his companion on the other side of the bed die in such a way.

As a bodyguard of a yellow-level contractor, he is not a novice who has never seen a half-spirit. He is confident that with the strength of himself and his companion Huang-level, they can work together to fight against this extremely ugly man.
What's more, they still have Mirialia as a hostage in their hands!
The reality slapped his face hard!
The ability of this ugly half-spirit is simply weird!
Companions with similar strength to him were like mutton waiting to be slaughtered, and they couldn't even make a single attack.
What's even more intrusive is that his death was extremely miserable.

After being dazed, it was the shock that caused the brain to roar, and another yellow-level contractor almost subconsciously let go of Mirialia's wrist.

He faced Uncle Ugly, with an extremely embarrassed smile on his face, and while stepping back, he waved his hands in front of him.

"I am. I."

This means don't kill me!
I beg for mercy!
Do not kill me!
Since he was promoted to a yellow-level contractor, where has he not been respected?Coupled with becoming the personal thug of the richest man, he has been arrogant for a long time.

Begging for mercy in such a gaffe, the desperate feeling of not being able to resist the idea, was only felt more than ten years ago when I was a red-level contractor.

But at this moment, he panicked and backed away, hoping that the ugly half-spirit didn't make a move, and killed himself like crushing an ant.

Uncle Ugly twisted his cloudy pale eyes in different positions and moved down.

On the bed, the beauty who got up in a panic was getting up in a hurry, and the ugly uncle saw her wrist being held by the yellow-ranked thug.

There is a red mark on the beautiful wrist with white and greasy skin.
This is the position where he held it with his hand just now!
In order to control Mirialia's struggle and twist so that her master could break her legs apart, the Huang-level thugs used a lot of strength, and it is normal to leave marks.

Only at this time, I saw the red imprint on the snow-white wrist.
The yellow-rank contractor knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"I was wrong!"

"My lord! My lord half-spirit! I was wrong."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. I was really wrong, I'm not human, I am not human!"

Snot and tears came down, but he didn't care to wipe it off. He stretched out the palm of his right hand, the one that held Mirialia's wrist just now, and slapped himself big mouth after slap.

clap ~ clap ~ clap ~
The sound is clear and crisp, but there is no half effort left!

The contractor advanced to the yellow rank, and his physical strength and strength increased quite obviously. As he twitched desperately, his cheeks suddenly swelled up and his skin cracked.

blood splatter
"me."

MacArthur, the richest man in the Federation who was held in the air by the ugly uncle, witnessed everything, and deep despair enveloped his whole heart.

"I, let me go! Let me go!"

"I have a lot of money, and I can give you a lot of money! You can have as much money as you want!"

"I am the richest man in the Federation, and I have plenty of money."

He begged for mercy incoherently, but didn't know what to say to save his life.

This was not because he was stupid, but because he was already in a panic at this moment, and he couldn't think of anything other than money to exchange his life for.

clap~~~
A crisp slap on his face stopped his words of begging for mercy abruptly.

Uncle Ugly made a move.

A slap at the half-spirit level only needs one slap, and the blood will splatter from his mouth.

"Uh~~uh~~~"

MacArthur lost his voice and could only use his throat to continuously make vague roars.

He stretched out his other hand, which was not restrained, and kept groping on the body
He was very worried that in the next second, there would be a bulge on the body of the dead yellow-ranked thug, and he was worried that Uncle Ugly's slap would be repeated in the same way.

Uncle Ugly ignored him, turned his head slowly again, and looked at Mirialia, who had shrunk into a ball, on the bed with his cloudy pupils.

This beautiful woman who was still in panic looked so weak and pitiful.
"Kill him?" Uncle Ugly asked vaguely with his lips moving in confusion.

I was asking Mirialia how to deal with the richest man in the Federation.

It was only then that Mirialia reacted from the indescribably complicated emotions. She thought about Uncle Ugly's question three times in a row, gritted her silver teeth:

"kill him!"

To make this decision, Lu Zijian had selfish motives!
The person who killed the richest man in the Federation was the half-spirit of the head of the Federation, Mr. Qin Er!
This incident will definitely cause shocks in the entire Federation.

And the subsequent impact of this incident. Although it cannot be fully estimated, Tan Nankai will definitely be pushed to the forefront.

Not only did he kill a prominent figure in the federation, but the matter of raising the top singer in the world will also come back to the public, and it will return to the iron people's after-dinner conversation.

Perhaps, or there is such a small chance, Tan Nankai will not be able to bear the pressure from the people and the family, and let Mili Yalia go free.

There is no such possibility.
Of course, even if MacArthur is killed, Mirialia will not be under too much pressure—she is just a woman raised by the prince of the federation. After being treated so roughly by the richest man in the federation, she fights back in a panic Molest your own beast
Who could blame her?
Who can blame a cute and pitiful little woman who was originally a victim?Moreover, this victimized woman is also a famous flower in the whole continent.

Although he said this, Lu Zijian didn't realize that his thinking mode was getting closer and closer to Mirialia's thinking mode.
"Hmm~"

Uncle Ugly did not refuse at all. After hearing Mirialia's choice, he slowly turned his head and looked at MacArthur, who had been hung in the air for five or six minutes by himself, with blood still gushing from his mouth.

"Woo~~Damn~Damn~"

MacArthur heard the conversation between the two, and begged for mercy repeatedly in an inarticulate tone.

It's a pity that begging for mercy can't change the ugly man's eyes in the slightest.

Just when Uncle Ugly was about to let him return to the embrace of Iron God in pain.
There was a sudden shout at the door:
"Ah Chou, stop!"

A tall and strong woman appeared at the door and stopped the ugly uncle from moving.

Mirialia and Uncle Ugly looked over at the same time, Uncle Ugly hesitated in his eyes, and said vaguely:
"Don"

It was the great ape Tang Man, the teacher of the Second Young Master Qin.

"This man can't be killed. Killing him is not good for you!" Tang Man shouted sharply:
"Let him go!"

Uncle Ugly was even more entangled when he heard the words, and turned to look at Mirialia, who was also a little sluggish on the bed, and didn't know who to listen to for a while.

Seeing that the ugly uncle kept talking, Tang Man frowned slightly, and shouted again:
"Let him go!"

This ugly is actually disobedient?It was the first time in so many years that Tang Man was very unhappy.

At the same time, the talisman source rolled on her body, and the already undulating muscles became even more exaggerated.

pat~
Uncle Ugly threw the richest man in the Federation to the ground.

Tang Man stretched out his hand, grabbed the Huang-level thug who was still slapping himself, and kicked him:
"Take your master and get out!"

As if McQuay was pardoned, he used his hands and feet on the ground, regardless of his yellow-ranked thug, and almost crawled out of the room.

The yellow-rank thug who had already half-stunned himself staggered, didn't stand up, and then staggered out of the room.

In Mirialia's "golden cage", only Tang Man and Uncle Ugly remained.

As if feeling something in his heart, Tang Man looked vigilantly at Mirialia, who was curled up on the bed with her arms wrapped around her knees, like a frightened bird.

Seeing Tang Man's eyes, Mili Yalia's body trembled visibly, but her eyes wandered away, her face was full of fear.

She was very worried that Master Tang would see through the tricks behind killing MacArthur just now.

This ugly uncle seems to have a very pure mind, and unexpectedly, he actually obeyed his orders. But as the woman of the second son of Qin, she usually communicates with Tan Nankai too much, and even Xun can develop a mature mind.

Would she be stupid enough to panic and order MacArthur to be killed?
Bring Tan Nankai an extremely huge trouble?
At this time, Mili Yalia was a little guilty.

However, her slightly frightened, still frightened expression perfectly concealed this.

In Tang Man's eyes, although this charming woman didn't use the talisman source, her eyes
But it was so clear, and her expression made people wonder how such a simple person like her would have such hidden and complicated thoughts?
Just her lovely and pitiful appearance shocked the heart of Tang Man, a half-spirited woman.
I seem to be attracted by the charm of this woman!

Shaking his head, Tang Man exhaled indiscernibly to calm his inexplicably beating mood.

No longer looking at Miria, Tang Man turned to Uncle Ugly:
"I sent someone here to clean up."

"You protect her! Don't be careless!"

After finishing speaking, the giant ape half-spirit turned around and left, the floor of the room was rattling with heavy footsteps.

in the room.
Only Mirialia and Uncle Ugly were left. The extremely ugly face looked at Mirialia, and the corner of the L-shaped mouth drew an inexplicable arc, making his entire face even uglier.

But Mirialia understands
He was smiling to himself.

This smile is to say that it is safe now.

Don't be afraid, I will be here to protect you.

A minute later, several security guards from the nightclub came over. They cleaned up the bodies on the floor and repaired the broken wooden door.

Obviously, these people were arranged by Tang Man.

As for Tang Man's appearance here, he probably sensed Uncle Chou's attack in some way, or came here after knowing what happened in the room.

After the matter is settled, the teacher of the Second Young Master Qin will naturally not stay any longer.

Soon, the room was cleaned and restored to its original state.

The personal maid, Xiao Ran, rushed in, hugged Mirialia and cried out her grievances, Mirialia said that she was tired and was fine, and asked the little maid to leave here.

In the room, she and Uncle Ugly were left again.

And Uncle Ugly. When someone came in, he hunched over and hid in the corner, using a wide hood to cover his distorted face and body, as if he was worried that his face would scare people.

Of course, although Xiao Ran saw him and asked Mili Yaliya who it was, she prevaricated him with the bodyguard arranged by Mr. Tan.

It wasn't until there was no one in the room that Uncle Ugly turned his head carefully and looked at the leading singer who was sitting on the bed with her shawl folded.

Seeing that his cloudy pupils were full of worry, and hiding in a corner worried about being seen by others, Miria could not help but smile slightly:

"Thank you, Uncle Ugly!"

This smile brightened Uncle Ugly's cloudy eyes, and a hoarse and indistinct voice came out of his throat:
"Miss. You're welcome."

Mirialia's beautiful eyes were a little darker.

She has seen it.

This ugly uncle is not only ugly, but also seems to be mentally immature.

He seems to have almost zero emotional intelligence.

(End of this chapter)