But in the next second, the bodies of the members of the Guards were unable to move.

Everyone's eyes became dull.

"What's wrong with them?" The Son of Heaven asked Rorschach.

Rorschach's fingertips lit up with golden light, and replied: "Spiritual suggestion, let them tell the truth."

He ordered to the sluggish Guards:

"He who has killed the cursed son, stand to the right."

Immediately, most of the members, led by Baowei Zhuoren, all stood to the right.

Rorschach looked at Baowei Zhuoren: "Tell me how you all do it."

Baowaki Zhuoren's expression was sluggish, and his voice was not emotionally fluctuating and said:

"Using the vacation time, put on civilian clothes and go to the outer area to shoot the cursed son.

In order to prevent them from escaping, they were bound several times with strong steel wires and shot in turn from a distance.

It is very interesting to use the dolls that can scream in real life as targets. No matter how many times you listen to them, you will never get tired of hearing them. "

Hearing this, Rorschach hadn't said anything yet, but the Son of Heaven's eyes suddenly became incomparably cold, and there was a strong chill.

She heard countless wailing from Takuto's understated account.

A bloody scene appeared in her mind.

The Son of Heaven closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

In addition to the anger, she also felt a strong self-blame in her heart.

Such a bastard scum, but a member of her personal guard, what face does she have to face the cursed son?

"It's not your fault," Rorschach comforted her and said, "Knowing people, knowing faces, but not hearts, the people around you are all planted by the old man Tiantong Juzhicheng. He has a big opinion on the cursed son, and there will be Baowei Zhuoren. This guy is normal."

"Thank you, I'm fine."

The Son of Heaven forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and regained his calm expression.

Just listen to her asking Baowei Zhuoren:

"Why...you do this to those kids?"

Baowei Zhuoren, who was in a hinted state, did not hide it and said directly:

"Anyway, those wild species don't pay taxes and have no household registration. Killing them is like beautifying the landscape and cleaning up garbage."

"You who have done this kind of behavior have the face to continue to stay in my personal guards!" The Son of Heaven couldn't help roaring out.

"Lord Holy Son of Heaven, you haven't given birth to an heir yet, and the people of the Holy Family are urging you to get married quickly." Baowei Zhuoren said: "Although you are only 16 years old, you are already beautiful and outrageous. I am eager to get it. You, if you want to be your Prince Charming and give birth to a new heir with you, I will use this status to gain political status in the country and control the Tokyo area from behind the scenes. For this, I need to stay by your side and please you."

The Son of Heaven was stunned for a while, and then he showed a look of extreme disgust.

His eyes were full of repulsion.

She was disgusted.

Home disgusted!

The level of being unable to eat for three days.

the other side.

Kuang San came to Rorschach, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, and urged:

"This person is so disgusting, let's end it quickly, don't delay."

Altair said fiercely: "It's a pity that Yu's entity is no longer here, or Yu really wants to stab him into a hornet's nest!"

Yu Xiaomeijiu felt like she was about to get goosebumps, "Sure enough, men are really disgusting... Ah, except for Darling. Darling, clean him up, I feel a little uncomfortable, I'm going to take a shower."

"Okay, I'll vent my anger for you."

Rorschach raised his hand and waved, and a large number of strong steel wires appeared, tying up all the members of the Guards standing on the right.

Then, he unraveled the spiritual cues directed at them.

Suddenly, the scene became noisy.

Baowaki Zhuoren and the others screamed in horror.

"what happened?"

"This wire is...?"

"Lord Holy Son of Heaven, why are we tied up?"

Bang - a gunshot silenced everyone's voices, making the scene immediately quiet.

The next second, Baowei Zhuoren's shrill screams sounded.

He looked at his right hand and saw that the intact hand had been smashed by a single shot.

The intense pain pressed against the nerves, making his complexion completely distorted.

"Bastard, you bastard...!"

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