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Chapter nine hundred and sixty-two tenderness in cruelty

Just as the red belt was finished telling the rules, there was a loud bang outside.

It was a neat and consistent "killing and killing", and it was really awesome intent.

Now that the winner has been decided, the loser is waiting for others to decide his fate.

The wind and sand turned their eyes and saw that except for Yun Xu's face, none of the other women looked pale.

Ma Sisi couldn't help but lower her head to cover her mouth, and couldn't help but retching twice.

Although her face was pale and her expression was quite stable, she was sent to Princess Rou's mansion since she was a child and later became Yunxu's sword servant. Although she has always been timid and cowardly, that's relatively speaking.

Yun Xu was simply a master who did not regard people as human beings, let alone a group of prisoners from the enemy country and a group of slaves who died.

Even if you are very scared, you can at least hold on, otherwise you would have died long ago.

The pure fox sisters' faces are also white.

After all, the two sisters are from famous families and have killed people, but they are all because of their righteousness and are even more in the name of the master. They may be for themselves. They have moral integrity in their hearts and will not kill people for no reason.

They were killed by all evil robbers, bandits, tyrants, and beasts that were not enough to calm the anger of the public.

Unlike the unconditional obedience of Yun Benzhen and the vivid girls, although the two sisters listened to their masters, they still have a limit. They can't accept the abuse and killing, because they are not afraid, but angry.

Of course, the nickname of Bai Ling, the blue-shirted Shui Luosha was not for nothing. He was not afraid of death at all, but was just worried.

The pig slaying house is so lawless, it is conceivable that there is a huge force. If her enemy is related to this place, or even the senior management here, how can she avenge her father?

The red belt took the opportunity to observe everyone's reaction and was quite satisfied. Except for this hate Young Master Ling and this guy who knew that he was dressed as a man at first sight, the other girls were obviously scared.

It doesn't matter if you are scared, it's a good thing.

The more likely a person is to be frightened, the more likely he is to indulge in it and gamble becomes more fiercely.

He didn't know why, it was purely the experience he had seen these days.

Fengsha asked, "Who will be the next one?"

"Two young girls. I've seen it. Of course, they are not as good as those ladies in terms of beauty. One of them is healthy and graceful. It is said that they can cross mountains and ridges, drive bows and hunt beasts, and the other is the daughter of a martial artist, who is somewhat skillful."

Red Belt smiled and said, "It must be wonderful to fight."

He thought that people would be looking forward to it, but he never thought that everyone here, regardless of gender, would not say anything, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Fengsha took out a heavy bag from his waist, and with a loud noise, he threw it directly into the tray, and smiled and said, "Is this bag of gold enough for us to stay for a while?"

The red belt couldn't help but untie the bag and glanced a few times, shook a few more times, and the corners of his mouth were reluctant to grin behind his ears, and nodded vigorously and said, "It's enough, it's more than ten days and half a month."

If a golden ticket is thrown over by the wind and sand, it will definitely not be so effective. The heavy weight and the dazzling golden eyes are far more likely to make people dizzy than a thin piece of paper.

What's more, real money and silver are indeed more powerful than gold and silver notes. Those who can take out gold and silver notes may not necessarily bring out real money and silver of equal value.

The red belt was almost knocked out by a bag of gold. Fortunately, he came back to his senses quickly. He quickly put the tray containing the gold bag into his arms, and smiled on his face, "I wonder who the young master wants to win this hand?"

Fengsha shook his head and said, "No one is betting on it, we just come and take a look."

He turned his eyes and glanced at the girls with red belt, and laughed in his heart. They were still pretending to be gentlemen and ladies here! It doesn’t matter, you are another face in a few wins and losses.

He said, "Yes, the villain will make the decision on you first and try to bet a few times. If you are lucky, you will definitely return it as much as possible. Even if the young master doesn't want it, the pig slaying restaurant will be recorded in the account. Everyone will share it equally. Let's talk about it next time."

He didn't wait for the wind and sand to react, and stood up and bowed, walked straight away, then suddenly leaned in, and smiled and said, "I almost forgot that there is a bell wire on the side of the table. If there is any requirement, just pull it hard, and the little man will come over immediately."

Close the door easily.

Fengsha pressed his knees and said coldly: "Let's go out and see how to kill pigs."

Most of the girls were reluctant and did not dare to disobey him, so they had to get up.

Ma Sisi plucked up the courage and whispered: "The maid is really timid and can't stand the blood. Please let the maid stay for the house to see the house. After all, there is food and water left here, so no one can take care of it."

Fengsha thought about it, and then he thought, "You stayed behind in Huisheng. And you all remember that no one can be alone here. No matter what you do, at least two people will be together. Liuhuo, you must keep pace with Junior Sister Jiang now."

Junior Sister Jiang is Yun Xu's pseudonym this time.

Yun Xu said angrily: "This is not a dragon's nest, I am not you, who can do anything to me? How can you protect me?"

Bai Ling secretly smacked her tongue. Some people dared to expose Feng Shao's shortness so mercilessly, and they were so brave.

She rode a horse and took this senior sister Jiang all the way, but why didn't she see it?

Fengsha was so angry that he heard it that he was not angry and said angrily: "Who said he was protecting you? I was afraid that you would run around here and accidentally alert the snake, which would make me go for nothing. I don't sleep in the middle of the night, is it easy to come?"

Yunxu immediately stopped talking, knowing that Fengsha still suspected that she had a share. The reason why Liuhuo followed her was obviously more surveillance than protection.

After Fengsha said that, he snorted lightly, and came out directly with Shu Yi and Bai Ling, regardless of whether Yun Xu was with him or not.

The railings on the second floor were crowded with people. He wandered around but couldn't find the gap or see Meng Fan. He had to find a relatively sparse place and look down through the gap between other people's necks.

At this time, the next game had not yet begun, and several servants in the "Massacre" were quickly cleaning up with large basins and large brushes.

His hands and feet were thick and fast, and he was not careful. Obviously, he just washed away the bloody area and dragged away most of the remains.

The scene was really terrifying. After all, Xueyi was still young. After a few glances, she didn't dare to look at it anymore. She couldn't help but press her trembling body towards her master.

Fengsha held his waist and hugged the clothes face to face in his arms.

Teaching clothes habitually put his face on the owner's heart, and listening to the owner's soothing heartbeat, his mood improved a lot.

She likes to rub her hands with her master, especially the people around her. She should be very shy, but the surroundings are very dark, giving people a sense of security. She feels both shy and exciting, and she really can't bear to leave.

Fengsha put his mouth close to her ear and comforted her: "I'm not afraid or afraid, my master will protect you."

Bai Yan looked around and couldn't help feeling ridiculous.

How did she remember that she was very skilled in robbing and martial arts? Last time she was practicing in the yard, she broke a small tree with her arms? Isn’t the wind and sand weak and powerless, and wished she could blow down with a gust of wind?

Did she remember it wrong?

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PS: I feel a little regretful about this plot in the Pig Killing House. I have written several chapters in a row and deleted them. I dare not write them!
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