Those who were abusing their power were very afraid of death. As they enjoyed various pleasures in life, they were especially afraid of death as they were afraid that they could not enjoy these pleasures anymore.
It was very easy to break through the mental defenses of such people. You didn't even need to use any complicated methods. As long as you let them know that their lives were in your hands and that you could trample them to death like a bug at any time, they would let go of all their pride and modesty in front of you. Even if you asked them to lick the soles of your shoes, they would do it better than a dog.
Such people, no matter where they were, how could they plot against them? How could they stagger?
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Of course, in case that this maggot had a fluke mind, Zhang Tie took out a sharp dagger and held it in his hand before putting on the loose robe with a hood like that of an ascetic so that the old guy could see that he could kill him at any time.
For Zhang Tie, if he could choose, he would rather be stabbed by a dagger for ten times than being punched by his own dark tore gloves. However, only he knew the power that he could exert with the dark tore gloves. This old guy didn't know that most people were more afraid of a dagger than a pair of fists and a dagger in the hearts of commoners.
Therefore, Zhang Tie took out a sharp, shiny dagger and skillfully waved it in front of the old guy. After that, he hid the dagger in the loose sleeve of his robe.
Before leaving the door, Zhang Tie opened his mouth, "Wait a second?"
The old guy quivered as he turned around. "What... what else?"
Zhang Tie pointed at the finger marks on the old guy's neck, "You need to wear a high-collar shirt to cover it; otherwise, people would be suspicious of you!"
The old guy hurriedly changed his clothes and looked at Zhang Tie carefully. After confirming that there was no obvious loophole, Zhang Tie nodded and let the old guy open the door, "Remember, relax your look. Don't joke about your life. Don't do stupid things. You still have a chance to survive. If Abyan died, as long as you're smart enough, nobody would blame you! "
"You … really won't kill me?"
"You can choose to doubt, or you can choose to believe. What do you choose? "
The steward quivered as he became silent. Zhang Tie then pulled his hood and covered a small half of his face. After that, he followed the old guy out of the door.
The corridor outside the door was very quiet. Every ten meters or so, there was silence. There was only a weak fluorite lamp emitting a faint light. The ground was covered with a carpet. The two of them walked one after the other without making any sound.
It was Zhang Tie's first time to be here. The dark-red carpet and dark-brown dado revealed a weird and depressing style. Walking in the corridors, Zhang Tie felt like walking in an animal's fleshy body and a long esophagus, which made him very uncomfortable.
Is this the aesthetic standard of alchemists? Zhang Tie didn't know. However, Zhang Tie's sixth sense told him that there was a weird atmosphere here.
At this time, most of the people in the castle were resting. The entire castle was very quiet.
Only after they left the room for less than half a minute, they had seen a team of patrolling guards in the castle.
Watching the team of guards walking towards them, Zhang Tie clearly felt that the old guy's body became stiff. Zhang Tie, who was walking behind the old guy, put his sharp dagger on the old guy's waist with the help of the wide sleeve.
They then passed by silently without throwing a glance at each other.
Zhang Tie let out a faint sigh. "Why don't they interrogate strangers?" Zhang Tie asked the old guy in front of him in a low voice.
"Because some guests from Blackhot City often appear here. Some guests don't want to show their faces to others. Therefore, they wear such a hooded robe as yours to cover their faces!" The old guy explained in a low voice. "Because of that, I'm afraid that you're not going to show your face to me.
"Oh, what kind of people are they?"
"They're all young mistresses of big clans or rich families in Blackhot City. They're all lonely women. Master Abyan can cure their loneliness! Some rich men in Blackhot City have already lost their physical abilities in some aspects. Therefore, they come here to buy male aphrodisiac from Master Abyan... "the old guy explained in a low voice.
"F * ck!" Zhang Tie understood it at once. It turned out that women and men in Blackhot City often came here to find Abyan stealthily. Women came here to have love affairs with Abyan; men came here to buy aphrodisiacs from him. As they didn't want to be recognized by others, they always dressed up like this. Therefore, the guards in the castle ignored them.
After leading Zhang Tie for a while, the steward directly went downstairs from a spiral staircase inside the castle.
"What? Doesn't Abyan live upstairs?" Zhang Tie asked with a bit amazement.
"Master Abyan works upstairs. However, his bedroom, study room and important items are in the basement of the castle! This is also Master Abyan's quirk. "
Zhang Tie took a deep breath. He didn't believe that this old guy dared play tricks on him. Therefore, he could only follow the old guy downstairs. Although they met some guards on the way, they didn't encounter any obstacle.
The spiral staircase didn't stop until it reached dozens of meters underground. At the end of the staircase, there was a tunnel. If not the carpet on the ground and the murals on the walls on both sides, Zhang Tie would even doubt that he had been taken into the dungeon of the castle.
"Master Abyan's room is just around here. There are two guards outside his door. They are promoted by Master Abyan himself. They are his trusted subordinates. I can't order them. You can go there directly!" The steward begged in a low voice, "I've already brought you here, please let me go. Or, you can knock me out here! "
"No, you have to go there with me. If there are guards outside the door, I have to stay with you in case of arousing their vigilance. As we're already here, do you think that you have a choice? "Zhang Tie said icily.
The old guy gritted his teeth as he led Zhang Tie towards that tunnel with quivering steps.
Zhang Tie indeed saw the two guards. At the same time, the two guards also noticed Zhang Tie and the steward. When they were getting closer and closer to the two guards, the old guy became increasingly nervous. He felt more and more stressed because of Master Abyan.
The gazes of the two guards slowly landed on the old man.
The old guy's quivering body had already attracted the attention of the two guards. When they were about 10 m away from the two guards, one of them had already raised his hand and prepared to stop them from moving forward.
Noticing that the two guards had become vigilant, Zhang Tie made a prompt decision and punched the steward's back. At the same time that he shattered the steward's heart, his body had already rushed to the front of the two guards standing at the door like a flash of light. His two fists were imprinted on the lower abdomens of the two guards without any hindrance.
Zhang Tie moved so fast that the two guards didn't even have time to respond to him. As a LV 8 fighter, after taking 9 huge wolf seven-strength fruits, Zhang Tie had already reached his most powerful battle strength. As a result, Zhang Tie was already at his most powerful battle strength ever. Additionally, with the enhancement of rapid moving skill, his speed was unimaginably fast in such a short distance.
In this castle, commoners could be forgiven; however, now that the old guy could be the steward of the castle, he must be Abyan's accomplice. He must have done a lot of bad things that Abyan couldn't do; otherwise, he would not gain Abyan's trust. How could Zhang Tie let him go? He didn't need to trust him at all.
Bad guys' secrets didn't need to be kept; bad guys didn't need to be honest. This was what Zhang Tie's mom told him when he was young.
When Zhang Tie's fists hit the lower abdomens of the two guards, the fastest one had just put his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist. The iron-blood battle qi on Zhang Tie's fist exploded inside their bodies, shattering their guts into powder in a split second.
Without making any sound, the two guards became fatigued in a split second.
Zhang Tie put his hand on the handle of the door in front of him. At the same time, he released his great strength and broke the lock of the entire door. After that, he kicked the door open and rushed in, throwing off his robe.
There were two people in the room. At the sight of Zhang Tie breaking in, they both raised their heads.
Zhang Tie also caught sight of the two people in the room. One was wearing an orange pharmacist's robe with an evil, charming look. He was at his 50s or 30s. The other impressed Zhang Tie more. That man had a pair of wolf-like eyes. After being gazed at by that man, Zhang Tie felt like being gazed at by a wolf.
When Zhang Tie rushed in, the two people seemed to be discussing something. The one in the pharmacist's robe was sitting on the main seat while the other man was talking to him on one side.
"Zhang Tie!"
"Major Franca!"
At this moment, both Zhang Tie and Major Franca were shocked.
It seemed that Major Franca had recalled Zhang Tie's swordsmanship which had almost made him suffer a great loss. The moment he reacted, he had sprung up from the chair and pulled out his long sword from his waist. He instantly shortened the distance between him and Zhang Tie and slashed towards Zhang Tie's neck in an extremely cold way...
After more than one year, Major Franca had made great progress in his battle skills. He seemed to have reached the level of a LV 9 fighter both in terms of body movements and battle skills.
Major Franca was also full of confidence. He looked like a wild wolf that had seen its prey.
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