Chapter 165 Clapper

"Don't bark, speak human language."

Su Ting glanced at the crow leaning against the car door, and then immediately fixed his eyes on the general Wang who was walking slowly.

This slender figure with E Guanbo exudes an uncomfortable aura all over his body. In Su Ting's eyes, it is like a girl with fair skin, beautiful skin and creamy skin, suddenly revealing the epileptic hair behind her neck when she turns her head. The scar, the amazing feeling disappeared instantly, replaced by a kind of discomfort.

Wang Jiang's "costume" does look high-end and elegant enough, but what kind of disgusting monster hides in the shadow behind the mask.

In every way.Su Ting silently added in his heart.

"very good."

Wang Jiang was interrupted from the speech he was about to explain, but when the voice sounded again, there was still no sound, and even some surprises were buried in it, "The familiar sense of nobility...Your Majesty."

Headless.

Su Ting frowned, and subconsciously looked at the place where the crow was standing, only to find that he had already leaned on the car door and slowly fell to the ground.

"You killed him?"

Su Ting held Oden Tai Mitsuyo tightly in his hand, and the handle of the knife felt cold and smooth.

As a top alchemy creation, the caster of Dadian Taiguangshi took into account the possible impact of sweating on the palms of the hands during the battle during the casting process, so even if the sweat all over the body flowed to the palms of the palms, Dadian Taiguangshi would not come from The holder's hand slipped.

Su Ting didn't know the tricks, but that didn't prevent him from using this benefit that other weapons didn't have.

"Kill? No, he still has a remaining role, and the weak value is enough to save his life." Under the Noh mask, there was a clearly visible white mist, and the old man's voice was still high, "This is a cannibal The only reason to keep the food is that their value has not been squeezed out, that's all, Your Majesty."

"I learned this truth from you."

A poetic sigh sounded, this damn pervert seemed to really regard this place as a stage.

But there are no spectators here, only a field of dead people without their right arms - one of the corpses has even more traces.

"Have we met?"

A bad feeling suddenly rose in Su Ting's heart. He remembered the few mindless dreams he had had in the past. In the dream, he was an experimental subject at the mercy of others, and the pleasant female voice was horrified and pleasantly surprised. talking to the man who was dissecting him... what did they say?
"Of course, Your Majesty."

Wang Jiang let out a heavy sigh from under the mask, and his bright red lips looked like the scarlet mouth of an evil spirit, which was daunting.

"Where did we meet? A street corner juggling stand?"

Soutine said the frown was quickly smoothed away.

He can't show timidity in front of this disgusting monster, but he can't just chop it up with a knife - because he knows that the king who appears in front of him must not be the real body, even if he kills him, it won't help, maybe someday there will be Another disgusting guy wearing a mask appeared in front of him again and said those inexplicable weird words like performing an opera.

"That's not a good memory... It's the same for everyone." The evil ghost behind the mask chuckled, "It seems that Your Majesty has completely forgotten it."

[What a disgusting careerist... and Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death, right?You can't lock his real body, because he can withdraw and leave at any time. 】

60%/100%.

Su Ting's pupils shrank, and the cheating device that he hadn't seen for a long time was the big news that would shock people's eyes.

This sentence directly exposed the truth about the general's "immortality"...it was just a lie!

The king in each body is himself, but before dying, the king in the body uses some method to transfer his "soul" or other things away, so beheading him leaves only Could be a useless corpse!

And the sudden appearance of this sentence in front of his eyes means...Su Ting can completely change the words of the cheating device, as long as he changes "no" to "yes", it is completely fine!
As soon as he thought of this, the restlessness in Su Ting's heart stabilized a lot, because he knew that he was holding on to something that could really kill the king at any time, and this kind of thing could directly avoid the need to design an almost Only the perfect trap can drive this sinister and cunning old fox into the trouble of the trap!
The king's life is now in his hands.

"Really? I really don't remember any loopholes in the memory, and I don't know how you came out..."

Su Ting's fingers slid across the cold blade. The blade of Dadian Tai Mitsuyo also used the same alchemy technique as the handle, and the hot blood was evaporated when the blade left the bodies of those bosozoku. .

"I've heard there are some really nasty guys in the mixed race in Japan... like they're called ghosts?"

"When I heard your fluent Mandarin, I really thought it was a juggler I passed by some time... But I haven't seen a juggler wear this little ragged outfit yet."

"So, are you a ghost?"

Su Ting raised his head and took two steps forward, forcing the general who was still slowly approaching to a stop. An inexplicable hurricane appeared in the open space between the two of them, rolling up a heavy motorcycle that was cut into two ends. The wreckage flew past the king general's robe sleeve, and then hit the ground heavily.

It must be the favorite mount of a certain bosozoku. Sometimes this group of guys will regard the mount as more important than human life. Otherwise, when Caesar drove the hummer over these motorcycles, they would not forget to dodge it. Instead, he knelt on the ground and howled at the rickety mount.

It's a pity that there won't be any unclear guys running out to stir up trouble now, because those runaways who are making trouble in the streets are lying on the ground at this time, and the gurgling blood flows from the wounds on the arms and necks, and gathers together to become A blood-red lake, the night wind blew a stench into the nostrils of the two of them.

Wang Jiang and Su Ting are pedestrians standing on both sides of the lake.

"Enviable and fascinating power." The king stopped in his tracks, and praised again with a chant tone, "This is beyond the realm of mortal power...Only gods can have such power and power."

"It's a pity that this force seems to be calmer than before."

The voice under the mask of the Noh drama carried a hint of teasing, "They don't understand at all what kind of treasure this power is. Ordinary people can deconstruct the greatness of God so much?"

"If you want to flatter me, you don't have to. I'm not interested in having an old and disgusting thing as my admirer."

"If you want to block my way, you'd better stop barking. Since you say you know me, you should know that talking nonsense can't stop me at all."

Su Ting wanted to make sure of one thing now, would the clapper sound of General Wang have any effect on him?

Behind the king is Herzog, and Herzog is just a pawn of a certain force without knowing it. Su Ting needs to know if he will be hindered by others, even if... such behavior is very dangerous, If you are not careful, you may face loss of control and death.

(End of this chapter)

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