Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 10 Maybe its mother told it to go back to eat

The birth of demons is often shaped by accidental distortions again and again.

Such a sentence was recorded in Robert's notes.

Right now, what I see in front of me confirms this sentence.

Boom!
The moment the clock strikes 12 midnight.

The prostrate demon moved.

The human-faced mouse covered the head of the corpse with a cross crack at the center. The originally wrinkled face was divided into four parts and separated at four angles. A long scarlet tongue was stirring.

Rhodes narrowed his eyes, and put his hand on the handle of the gun.

The demon roared at Rhodes, but didn't move, as if he was afraid of something.

Rhodes took a step forward, and the demon took a step back.

Rhodes was drawing his gun, and the demon took three steps back.

Rhodes pulled out the M500, and the demon roared and retreated into the shadows at an extremely fast speed.

Rhodes once again verified his thoughts.

The gun that Grandpa Xiao sent was not simple.

Put away the gun, Rhodes didn't intend to trouble the demon, it's none of his business.

Rhodes turned around and glanced at the two behind him.

After recovering, they had supported each other to stand up.

But there seemed to be conflicts between them, and a quarrel broke out. In the end, the oily-headed young man slapped the woman, and the woman left crying, while the oily-headed young man picked up a broken water pipe beside the road , walked towards Rhodes.

Rhodes pushed the cart, ready to leave.

The young man limped towards Rhodes.

"Hey bro, how did you do that?"

Rhodes glanced at the trembling hands of the greasy-headed young man and the water pipe in his hand. Thinking of what he said when he rode by him just now, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he said calmly, "Who knows? Maybe its mother called It went back to eat."

Rhodes got on his bicycle and left.

The greasy-headed young man's eyes widened. Did this big brother regard him as a fool?

What does it mean that its mother told it to go back to eat?
He is not a child, who would believe such nonsense.

Looking at the person who was walking away, the oil-headed youth shouted loudly:

"Brother, anyway, you saved my life today, and I, Yorkshire, will definitely repay you. If you have any trouble, you can go to Westminster Street"

Rhodes only heard part of what the oily young man said.

This man's name is Yorkshire, fortunately his name is not Teddy.

No. 15 Gryffindor Street, in front of a detached villa with a small garden.

Rhodes parked the bicycle in the canopy on the side of the garden, held the food bag in his hand, opened the door, and walked in.

This is where he and his grandfather lived.

Turn on the lights, light the firewood in the fireplace, and the orange light illuminates the entire hall.

Decorated in classic Victorian style.

In addition to the lobby, there are 3 rooms on the first floor.

One was used as a kitchen, and the remaining two were converted into training rooms.

Several common weapons hang on the walls of the training room.

Knife, sword, axe, etc.

Usually Robert would teach Rhodes the use of cold weapons in the training room.

The predecessor has always had good cold weapon fighting skills, but I don't know why it has been hidden.

Rhodes also did not expose after inheriting, and even became more refined.

There are 4 rooms on the second floor.

One for Robert, one for Rhodes, and two for guest rooms.

Except for an attic that Rhodes used as a study on the third floor, the remaining two small rooms were used as storage rooms.

Rhodes put the food in the kitchen closet.

100 kronor to eat directly in the small cafeteria of the slaughterhouse. If Ms. Angelina didn’t use a colander, it would only be enough for Rhodes to eat 3 meals, but if you buy food and cook it yourself, save enough to eat enough for him for 2 days.

At the table.

Rhodes is keeping accounts in his notebook.

Today, the income is 1000 crowns, the expenditure is 100 crowns, the remaining 900 crowns, and the total assets are 900 crowns.

Whose responsibility is it that the grandson of a slaughterhouse owner cannot live the life of the rich three generations and can only live on a budget.

Robert refused to let his grandson lie flat.

900 crowns is far from enough, Rhodes still needs to continue to earn money.

Putting away the notebook, Rhodes began to prepare dinner for himself.

Boiled broccoli, boiled beef, a tomato, a tasteless dinner.

After eating, Rhodes made himself a cup of black tea, and lay lazily on the sofa by the closet, briefly enjoying the rare tranquility.

If Robert is here, he will have to be dragged to the training room for training at this time.

Rhodes looked at the virtual panel in sight.

[Name: Rhodes]

【Physique: 3】

【Spirit: 5】

【Perception: 2】

[Attribute point: 1]

[The Power of Sin: Unlocked (unlocked after the total attribute reaches 50)]

The newly added job made him come into contact with many more people, and his rich life accelerated the absorption of the power of sin. Originally, it took 7 days in the slaughterhouse to accumulate 1 attribute point, but it took 1 day to accumulate enough.

In this era, a strong body can prevent accidental illness, poor medical conditions, and pneumonia have become incurable diseases. Rhodes added 1 attribute point gained to his body by default.

【Physique: 4】

Feeling the growth of muscles and tendons in his body, Rhodes stood up and moved his body, and walked into the training room silently.

The enhancement of physical attributes does not mean absolute enhancement. He still needs to exercise to control the enhanced body, so that he can exert 100% strength after the enhancement of attributes.

training room.

Rhodes simply did a set of warm-up exercises and began to train his body muscles.

At the same moment,

Westminster District, No. 19 Champs Elysees, in an independent manor.

A carriage stopped in front of the villa in the manor.

A limping Yorkshire got out of the carriage.

He quietly opened the door of the villa, the room was pitch black, and Yorkshire stepped on his feet, trying not to make a sound.

"Brother, are you finally back?"

A cold female voice sounded in the hall.

Yorkshire's scalp tingled, the person he least wanted to meet actually came home today, he was miserable!

pat!

The hall lights were turned on.

The girl was sitting by the open window, her long blond hair was scattered behind her head.

She was wearing a plain silk dress pajamas, holding a cup of black tea in her slender white hands.

Putting down the teacup, the girl's light blue eyes full of wisdom and independence looked at Yorkshire who stood awkwardly at the door, and the other's limped leg.

"Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma Margaret! Why are you back today?"

"Grandpa's lung disease is serious again."

There was concern in Margaret's eyes.

Yorkshire's eyes were dim, he limped to the sofa and sat down.

"Sorry, I failed to take good care of grandpa." The two were silent for a while, and Yorkshire apologized in a low voice.

Margaret glanced at Yorkshire, saw the other's limping leg, and sighed.

"Father and mother were killed in the Battle of Pajavaro. Grandpa's lungs were severely injured and fortunately he was rescued by his comrades. Our Golden Lion family has also become a marginal family. We are the only ones left in the family, brother."

"I know." Yorkshire looked at her uncontrollably trembling hands, tears flowed out of her eyes unconsciously.

Margaret looked at her brother's hand, clenched in a fist in the sleeve.

My brother used to be a very good person, but the death of his parents hit him too hard, making him unable to use weapons properly, and he has become depressed since then. Now, the burden of the whole family rests on her alone up.

(End of this chapter)