They all call me master.

Chapter 906: Throwing dirty water

Chapter 906: Throwing Dirty Water II

Bistry felt his hand sinking, and his brother's head was already in his hand.

What followed was a sinking feeling in my heart.

He looked at his brother who died with his eyes open, with disbelief in his light golden eyes, as if he saw his own death at that moment.

The feeling of uneasiness made the old lion cub swallow his saliva.

But this did not make him feel comfortable.

On the contrary, the dry throat made the old lion cub even more uncomfortable.

Subconsciously, the old lion cub looked at Acker.

Then--

no one.

Apart from the headless corpse and ten human skins on the ground, there was only him.

There is no one alive.

Woo!
The warm breeze that blew in with the morning light made the young lion shiver.

The fear could no longer be contained.

A real diffusion began.

The moment the middle-aged man who looked like a coolie was firmly remembered by the old lion's young son, some inappropriate thoughts completely disappeared.

Bistry didn't want to die.

Especially when his death was so unclear.

He has his own dream.

He absolutely cannot die like this.

Bistrie carefully avoided his brother's headless body, and then avoided the ten human skins - these could have been destroyed, but the assassin left them behind.

Bistry knew that there must be something fishy going on.

His partner must have other purposes.

but……

This has nothing to do with him.

He just needs to complete it according to the established plan.

Thinking of this, the steps of the old lion cub became more determined.

The next moment, he rushed out holding his brother's head.

……

Barrow Hamlet got up very early.

There's a good show to watch today.

The guys from St. Joan of Arc Academy are actually planning a march.

Barrow almost laughed out loud when he heard the news.

Words like fool and stupid were used by Lord Barrow to describe these students and their parents - not only because it gave him a better excuse to reap their wealth, but also because the ones who tipped him off were students and parents from St. Joan of Arc College.

"interesting!
So funny!

They don’t think I’ll let them go if they tip me off, do they? "

Barrow looked at the hidden player Durt beside him.

As Barrow's capable spy, Durt was invited to have breakfast with Barrow.

But if possible, Duarte would rather not have such an opportunity.

He found that after launching the "coup" - please let him shamelessly choose the word "coup", because he really didn't know how to describe the situation before him.

Before the 'coup' took place, Barrow, to whom he served, was a man who was extremely good at disguising himself.

But after the 'coup'?
Barrow not only became arrogant, but also moody.

It can be said that they are completely two different people.

'Is it because you have been suppressed for too long, and the temporary relaxation has caused a change in your personality?'

More than once, Durt thought so.

However, after Lord Barrow tortured and killed the mistress he and Gresa shared last night, Durt no longer thought so.

The mistress who acted as a secret agent died tragically and it was not worth it.

He had provided Barrow with a lot of valuable information, but was skinned and thrown into the frying pan.

In just a moment, it turned into a small pool of meat in the fishy and burnt smell.

Until now, the screams of his mistress Anzi were still echoing in Durt's ears.

The screams reminded him all the time not to disobey Barrow.

Therefore, even though he knew that those who tipped off should be rewarded, Duarte nodded affirmatively and said -

"You are right, sir."

"Hahaha!

As expected, I am wise and powerful!

The lions in the Leo Palace are well fed, so this time let those students who tipped off the students and their parents feel the family love in the race - lock them up with the lions.

Of course, whoever can kill his own daughter or parents first can be exempted from such a competition."

Barrow laughed loudly, and Duarte became more and more certain that Barrow was abnormal.

But the more abnormal Barrow behaved, the more normal Durt behaved.

Of course, Durt chose to ignore some of the news.

For example: Hayes.

Because Jimte and Karal made a huge noise.

The other party was also being watched by Barrow.

At this moment, the other party was in Barrow's mansion, and he came with enough chips - but Durt could see that this guy definitely had ulterior motives.

However, at this moment, Durt would definitely not tell Barrow at this time.

Durt felt that he needed to save himself.

He didn't want to die with a madman.

Duarte had a new idea.

However, the other hidden pieces were the ones that Duarte could not pay attention to and protect.

"what?
The marching team dispersed the blocking team?"

Barrow repeated the words of the spy in front of him in disbelief.

Then, he became furious.

"Waste! Waste!

What do all these policemen, guards and secret agents do for a living?
Even a group of students couldn’t stop it!
Where are my advisors?
What are they doing?

After a series of shouting and cursing, Barrow immediately began to ask questions.

“They were also separated by two unknown persons.

Sir, this is not your fault, it's just that those people are too strong.

them……"

boom!
The assassin in front of him had not yet finished speaking when Barrow raised his hand to interrupt him.

The palm as thin as a chicken claw slapped the hidden man directly on the head.

After a muffled sound.

Most of the hidden player's body turned into blood mist.

The two legs of Anzi fell to the ground, but were immediately turned into meat paste - Barrow, in anger, kept jumping and trampled the two legs into meat paste.

"Waste! Waste!"

Barrow's shouting and cursing did not stop.

Looking at the meat paste on the ground, Durt's new idea became more and more determined.

"Durte!"

Barrow shouted.

"Yes, my lord."

Durt bowed respectfully.

"Prepare a warhorse for me, and have all the guards come with me - I will crush all those who dare to resist me into pulp!"

Barrow yelled.

"Yes, my lord."

Durt continued to salute and completed Barrow's arrangements meticulously.

Just five minutes later, two hundred cavalrymen surrounded Barrow and set off towards St. Joan of Arc College.