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"Elder Jiu, this is what happened …" Mr. Fang, whose face was as white as a sheet, stood at the side and told Hong Jiuling everything from beginning to end.
Now, the temperature was not that low, but Hong Jiuling was wrapped in a thick layer of quilt. He tucked his hands into his sleeves, and his eyes were especially languid.
There was nothing special about him at all.
The truth was, he was the same as Feng Zhiyong. Neither of them had awakened any abilities, and his identity was just that of an ordinary person.
This was almost like a fantasy story. The two leaders of the Conservative Faction and the War Faction were both ordinary people.
To be able to achieve such great glory in such a difficult situation, it was obvious that both of them were heroes among men. The former relied on the prestige accumulated during the peaceful era, while Hong Jiuling was ruthless and merciless. He would do anything to achieve his goals, and that was how he built such a huge foundation.
Beside Hong Jiuling, there were two young girls kneeling, gently massaging Hong Jiuling's legs. They were only wearing a thin layer of gauze, and their bodies were clearly visible.
The most shocking thing was that, wearing such clothes, the girls did not show any shyness. Instead, it was as if they had already accepted their fate, and meticulously served Hong Jiuling.
This kind of abnormal interpersonal relationship seemed to only appear in the collapse of the apocalypse.
"You're saying that you've screwed up. You brought so many people, and you didn't even lift a finger, and you let them go just like that?" Hong Jiuling sat on the chair and said calmly.
After hearing Hong Jiuling's words, Mr. Fang looked a little nervous, and replied truthfully, "Chen Feng and his group of five were all experts. Apart from that, there was a little girl with a strong aura. She looked like she was only seven or eight years old, but she was like a demon. If we fought, I was no match for her."
Lie Demons.
Even now, when he thought of the Lie Demons, Mr. Fang still had some lingering fear. He still could not understand how a child who looked so young could exude such a chilling murderous aura. Even Li Chiyu and himself were intimidated and did not dare to act rashly.
"Not a match?" Hong Jiuling raised his head, and Mister Fang felt a strong pressure pressing down on him.
Hong Jiuling might be an ordinary person, but perhaps because he had been in a high position for a long time, his aura was so strong that even Mister Fang had to shut his mouth.
However, no one knew why a Silver Pinnacle powerhouse would be so obedient to an ordinary person.
In front of Hong Jiuling, the Four Great Masters, who were feared by everyone in the conservative faction, were all loyal and devoted. Even Weng Ziqiang, who was known as the Madman, followed Hong Jiuling's lead.
This Weng Ziqiang was somewhat different from ordinary people. Simply put, he was a patient with mania. Even the slightest bit of displeasure would cause him to go berserk and kill people. Moreover, once he went berserk, he would not differentiate between friend and foe. When he was in the mood to kill, he would even use the warrior beside him as a weapon, grabbing his opponent's ankle and swinging it wildly. In the end, although the monster died, the warrior in his hand had long since died, becoming a stiff corpse.
However, such an existence was as docile as a cat in front of Hong Jiuling. It could be seen that Hong Jiuling might have some abilities that ordinary people could not understand.
Mister Fang was the same. As a mad scientist, he was famous for being arrogant and unruly. He was immersed in his own research. However, Hong Jiuling had made some kind of promise to him that he would work for Hong Jiuling.
At this time, Mister Fang's lips moved. Just as he was about to break the stalemate, he saw Hong Jiuling do something crazy. He picked up the gun on the table and pointed it directly at the head of the girl beside him.
"Bang!"
A gunshot was heard.
The lively life came to an abrupt end. Half of the girl's head exploded in front of the gunpowder.
Suddenly, a scream was heard from the other side.
The girl who was massaging her right leg was shot in the head by Hong Jiuling. Because the distance was too close, a large amount of blood splattered on Hong Jiuling's face.
Hong Jiuling took a deep breath. He seemed to enjoy the blood of the beauty in the air. Even the blue veins on his neck were bulging. His eyes were misty, and there was an indescribable pleasure in him.
This scene seemed to make Mister Fang's whole body numb. Every thought in his mind was horrified. Even if he used human beings as a blueprint to create the Corpse Puppet, he still could not get used to seeing Hong Jiuling killing beauties in such a way.
"The most important thing in life is to be flexible. Of course, you can knead a persimmon at will. But if it's a stone, you have to consider other ways to solve it." Hong Jiuling said without any expression.
"What do you mean, Mister Jiu?" Mister Fang's eyebrows trembled, and his body bent even lower.
"Sitting in a city surrounded by masters, everyone has underestimated his strength." Hong Jiuling said in a low voice, "It's not like we're going to fight to the death. In such a situation, I can compete fairly with Feng Zhiyong. Young people only pursue two things: women and face. Tomorrow, I'll send Luo Yao over to warm Chen Feng's bed."
Luo Yao, this person's force was not obvious, but she had the ability to change. As long as she wanted, she could change her appearance into anyone's.
Sometimes she was a pure and unparalleled saintess, and sometimes she was an enchanting enchantress. One person could have thousands of changes.
This ability was simply unheard of and unseen. Having one person was equivalent to having countless beauties. In the past, this woman was the exclusive property of Hong Jiuling. But in order to make friends with Chen Feng, Hong Jiuling did not hesitate at all and directly gave his woman to him.
"Also, Feng Zhiyong can invite him to a banquet, so can I. Zhang Xueyuan still has a few beasts. Kill them and make them into a banquet for Chen Feng."
"Master Jiu, you want to give up on Zhang Xueyuan?" Mr. Fang's body trembled, and then he asked.
Zhang Xueyuan was a beast tamer, and he relied on his tamed beasts. But now, Hong Jiuling wanted to turn all of Zhang Xueyuan's beasts into meat. Without his tamed beasts, Zhang Xueyuan was like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, completely at the mercy of others.
"This is a critical period, and I don't want anything to happen that will affect the plan. Chen Feng is a variable, and no matter what, we have to stabilize him. If sacrificing Zhang Xueyuan can bring us stability, there is no need to hesitate." Hong Jiuling stretched his hands into his sleeves, as if he was extremely afraid of the cold. "I'll leave this matter to you. Do it well."
Mr. Fang nodded, turned around, and closed the door.
Hong Jiuling curled up in his cotton-padded clothes, looking at the closed door. Suddenly, a strange red light flashed in front of his eyes.
The corpses on the ground, the blood on the face, the red light in the eyes.
At this moment, Hong Jiuling was like a bloodthirsty beast, merciless and devoid of humanity in the light of these scenes …
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