Douluo: My father, titled Douluo

Chapter 368 The Shit Stirring Stick Tang San

The Slaughter King took Tang San on the streets of the Slaughter Capital.

This is the inner city of the Slaughtering Capital, and Tang San became the guest of the Slaughtering King, and became a master.

Of course, the life of masters is better than that of consumables, and Tang San is no exception.

In a ghostly place like the Slaughter City, Tang San actually got a mansion.

At this moment, the Slaughter King took Tang San to see this mansion, and held a welcome banquet inside.

The people on the street looked at Tang San in awe, but at this moment there was a long-haired homeless man with a decadent expression and shabby clothes running towards him.

"roll!"

Tang San saw the madness and joy in the eyes of the homeless man with the beard covering half of his face, those eyes were almost cannibalistic.

Thanks to the excellent living environment in the Slaughter City, Tang San saw many such people, and most of them were lunatics.

"Wait, he is a guest sent by a killing god." The killing king blocked Tang San's killing intent.

"The guest of the Killing God?"

Tang San felt very strange, how could the guests of the Killing God get along so miserably in the Killing City.

"Little San!"

The homeless man threw his nose and tears and hugged Tang San.

"you are a teacher!"

Tang San's body froze for a moment, smelling the tramp's strong body odor, he instinctively knocked the tramp down.

As a result Tang San saw the face of the homeless man.

Even though he was unshaven, Tang San recognized Yu Xiaogang at a glance.

"Little San~"

As the saying goes, when a fellow countryman sees a fellow countryman, his eyes are full of tears.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang soon fell into this long-lost reunion relationship.

After the Balak War, Yuan Xunlu humiliated Liu Erlong and threw Yu Xiaogang in the capital of killing.

As we all know, Yu Xiaogang's combat power is basically zero, so the days in the killing capital are equivalent to the bottom.

If Yuan Xunlu only wanted to torture Yu Xiaogang instead of killing him... Yu Xiaogang would have been unable to survive in the city of killing for a long time.

"teacher……"

Tang San also told Yu Xiaogang about his experience in the past few years.

After being backstabbed by Dai Mubai and taking little princess Barak away, he was in a daze for a long time, and later he heard that the City of Slaughter can improve his strength, so he went to the City of Slaughter to try his luck.

"I'm now the guest of the Slaughter City!" Tang San tidied up his worn clothes, showing the aristocratic accent he had when he was in the Barak Kingdom.

Don't look at Tang San's birth in Holy Soul Village, but Tang San has always hoped to integrate into the noble group.

"Yeah!"

Yu Xiaogang was a little envious of Tang San, a capable and talented person could succeed anywhere.

And a guy like him who can't cultivate his soul power or study his martial soul can be just like that wherever he is placed.

"Let's go and see my mansion together, teacher." Tang San said to Yu Xiaogang with a bit of flaunting.

This is also human nature. When you are developed, you want to show off to your former teachers and friends.

If you don't show off, wouldn't that be a brocade night walk?

The King of Slaughter doesn't care about such a waste as Yu Xiaogang, Yuan Xunlu just asks him not to die and be tortured all the time.

So they came to Tang San's mansion together.

Passing through the red lacquered wooden door, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang sat on the velvet chairs in the garden of the mansion led by the maid.

The King of Slaughter didn't make any announcements or speeches, and after the guests arrived, he ordered the dishes to be served and the wine to be poured.

There are only a dozen guests, one Titled Douluo, and a dozen Contras.

They are the top executives of the Slaughter City's law enforcement team, all of whom have been given the ability to use soul skills by the Slaughter King.

And the captain is the Killing God Douluo who is titled Killing God.

Yu Xiaogang is out of place here.

Tang San is a god of killing after all, he has won hundreds of victories, although his current strength is low, but the future can be expected.

Yu Xiaogang is pure trash.

A variety of wines were served in silver cups, while the dishes were honey quail, crispy suckling pig, fat lamb chops and so on.

The upper echelons of the Slaughter City eat basically the same as the nobles outside.

Yu Xiaogang completely gave up his face and gorged himself, and Tang San also had a lot of doubts in his heart.

"Your Majesty (King of Slaughter), is there such food in the Slaughter City?" Tang San asked: "As far as I know, the land in the Slaughter City has always been quite barren and uncultivated."

Not to mention, Tang San was considered a character in the Slaughter Capital before, but all he ate was some black bread.

It's not that there is no meat to eat, but that you don't know where the meat comes from, so you dare not eat it.

Apart from these, the capital of killing is basically under alcohol control, and everyone drinks Bloody Mary.

This is really the first time Tang San has seen such a rich and normal food like today.

The Slaughter King laughed out loud when he heard this question, and even the members of the law enforcement team laughed out loud.

"Tang San, have you ever seen a nobleman starve to death in a disaster year?"

The King of Slaughter and a group of high-level executives of the law enforcement team drank and ate meat, and said nonchalantly: "We can eat this food every day because we have external channels. But those low-level people have to work hard for a bite of food."

Neither Tang San nor Yu Xiaogang spoke.

In doing so, the gap is clearly revealed.

But in the magical land of the killing capital, everything is possible.

The King of Slaughter saw that the eyes of the two were not right, and asked, "Don't you think this is very interesting?"

"."Tang San.

What's the point?
"The more people who can enjoy the privileges in the capital of killing, the less they feel about the outside world. Because even if the outside world allows you to live like a normal human being, it is not easy to enjoy the privilege of seeing tens of thousands of people kneeling down. .”

"Are the nobles outside different?"

Tang San thought of those nobles on the mainland, they all regarded tens of millions of people as cattle and horses.

"No no no."

The King of Slaughter shook his head, "They might as well come here from the Capital of Slaughter."

In the Slaughter City, the power of life and death is manipulated at will by the top. This feeling cannot be replaced by the nobles outside forcing other people's families to die.

For a person like the King of Slaughter who regards other people's lives as nothing, it is even more of a pleasure.

Tang San didn't think there was anything wrong, if he became that master, he would naturally want his happiness to be based on other people's pain, and he would also cut off the chance for others to become a master.

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought about going to the outside world?" Tang San thought for a long time before asking.

Tang San didn't want to believe that the King of Slaughter was indifferent to the power and wealth on the continent, and he was nested in the capital of Slaughter as an earth king.

More importantly, Tang San had to go out again, find that bastard Dai Mubai, and ask him to return the little princess.

These things must require Tang San to have a force he can rely on.

And the Slaughter King is the best choice.

"Go out? Why do you want to go out? It's not like the people in Wuhundian don't allow us to exist."

Tang San was taken aback by the words of the Slaughter King. Doesn't this king of the Slaughter City have no interest in the outside world at all?
"Your Majesty? Can the Hall of Spirits tolerate the City of Slaughter forever?"

Tang San was determined to give full play to the specialty of the shit-stirring stick.

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