I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

Me, although I like men, I am a pure love warrior! I don’t want someone like you who is already married! "

He bowed deeply to Isabella, "I sincerely apologize to you, Miss, for what I just said."

"...It doesn't matter." Isabella reluctantly accepted his apology.

"Otherwise I'd better chop him. (draws the knife)"

"Be patient, for the sake of your wife and children returning home safely." Letitia stopped Cheng Rang from wanting to kill him with just one sentence.

It's true.

The subsequent negotiations continued as usual, and at the end, Sibok finally made the final concession for Letitia's sake.

"You can take her away, and you don't have to pay for the money, but she must stay." Xiboke raised his hand and pointed at Aling, who was beside Xiao Mo.

"You destroyed the auction house building, it's okay, it can be repaired. The people who killed me, it's okay, they are all consumables, they can be rebuilt... But she was the only one who killed our guests on Fliss's territory, and still... More than one! This is absolutely unforgivable to us. This involves a bottom line issue, no matter the reason or not, it is a misunderstanding or whatever, I hope Her Majesty the Queen can understand."

Leticia glanced back at Aling, then nodded: "Deal."

Xibeke waved his hand as if he was relieved, "Then, welcome to Flis again. Come and see off the guests!"

The door opened in response, and the masked manager who had just greeted everyone came in, bowed to everyone, and extended his hand to see the guests off.

"No! I don't agree!"

Just when everything was about to settle, Xiao Mo's voice of objection suddenly sounded, echoing in the vast and empty hall.

"Xiao Mo!"

Isabella quickly grabbed Xiao Mo who was trying to get away from her, and whispered: "I can understand how you want to save your friend, but there are rules everywhere... We have already made mistakes first, Not to mention that your friend killed someone.”

"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. I hope you can understand this." Cheng Rang also came to Xiao Mo, held her head and rubbed it hard.

At this time, Aling took the initiative and took Xiao Mo's hand.

"Xiao Mo..."

"Aling, have you really done something wrong?"

Faced with Xiao Mo's question, Aling smiled helplessly, "I did do something wrong on Flis's territory, but I have a clear conscience."

This was an imperfect revenge. Aling admitted that he was held back by Xiao Mo.

But this was also of her own free will.

after all--

"I gained a friend who could devote his life to me, the best friend... Sometimes I have to say, I am so stupid."

"I'm sorry Xiao Mo, we can only say goodbye here. I hope you can live well and take my share with you."

Aling originally thought that he was destined to die from the moment he fired the first shot at the slave traders in the auction house.

It's just that before dying in such a grand way, I unexpectedly gained a good treasure.

Ah Ling gave a thumbs up, put it on his forehead and slid it down to his chest.

"The light of the ghost is dying. May you have a bright future. Long live Vladimir."

As Xiao Mo cried, Aling, who was being escorted by the armed group, watched her step away and disappear at the other end of the portal.

"Remember to go to school in the future. I won't be able to answer so many weird questions for you anymore..."

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Everyone returned to the crowded street, and the manager handed everyone a flea coin and pointed it in one direction.

"Put this coin into the coin slot in front of [Gate], and then you can use it to return to your own world. Welcome to visit next time."

Didi's siren sounded briefly, attracting the attention of many passers-by. On the screen projected by the drone, the silhouette of Sibok just now could be seen.

he was announcing to his guests who were staring at the screen.

"Dear guests, we are very sorry that the turmoil in the auction house has caused you trouble. To express our apologies, all products and hotel accommodations under Flis will receive discounts of varying sizes until tomorrow night, and , guests who survived the chaos of the previous auction will receive the privilege of free consumption until the end of this Flea Flea Market. We sincerely hope you can come again, thank you."

The scene turned, and the lizard man with a black cloth on his head was kneeling on the ground, with a gun pointed at the back of the head by an armed group.

"Then, the main culprit of this auction has been arrested, and now the entire execution scene will be broadcast live for you."

[Death row prisoner No. 16: Aling, a native of Flodinmir, who shot and killed eight human customers in the auction house four hours and thirty-five minutes ago. He was sentenced to death in accordance with the law and will be executed immediately. 】

Xiao Mo was held in the arms of Cheng Rang, who was half-kneeling down. His head was buried deeply in his chest, listening to the announcement on the screen.

"Brother, I have killed many, many people...why...am I not the one who is about to die?"

"because....."

"Because you have received the punishment you deserve." When Cheng Rang didn't know how to explain it, Leticia took the initiative to say to Xiao Mo: "Being burdened with the will, cause and effect and pain of the dead person, you have to live in purgatory. OK, until the end of it all, and this is your punishment.”

“Sometimes, it’s better to live and suffer than to die.

To make it more painful, remember this. Besides, it's time for us to go. "

The coin was put into the coin slot by Isabella, making a crisp sound of metal collision, and a mysterious vortex appeared in the center of the door frame, which gradually stabilized.

Gresta even hugged Isabella and rubbed her, and kept saying, "I will miss you, remember to come and see me, teacher!"

"After you can calmly call me Campbell, I will visit you." This was the answer given by Isabella.

It seemed that she could hear the sound of something piercing through Gresta's chest, and she suddenly fainted.

"Okay...I will try my best..."

The figures of the crowd passed through the portal. After the portal turned into a stream of light and disappeared, loud gunshots and flames erupted from the muzzles on the screen in the distance.

boom!

The figure wearing a black cloth hood fell softly to the ground with the sound of gunshots, losing his voice.

After the members of the armed team responsible for the execution left, Sibok, who was sitting on the chair, shook the wine glass in his hand and stood up again.

Cutting off the live broadcast, he walked up to the corpse and pulled off the hood.

"Hmm~ It looks like he's dead, but it doesn't matter."

He drank the wine in one gulp and threw the cup away. The sound of breaking glass echoed in the hall.

"Someone is coming."

A group of masked men dressed in white trotted to Xiboke and bowed their heads to wait.

"This shot should have shattered the chip in her brain. You put her back together, then wake her up and send her over again."

"yes."

"After this... I have a good deal to discuss with her." The corners of Xiboke's mouth were raised cynically, and his eyes narrowed happily as if he had seen something interesting.

"The vacant [Warden] position will finally be replaced~"

The blood stains were dragged away as Aling's body was dragged away, leaving a trace on the smooth ceramic tiles.

Sibok turned around and walked to the huge curtain, opened it, and looked at the scenery behind the window, shaking his head as if intoxicated.

"The value of a commodity, as long as it is a commodity, is inexhaustible. Haha...hahahaha~"

Behind that window is a huge assembly line.

Silver masks travel down the assembly line one by one, and are then buckled onto the newly produced "humanoid" body, and then a robotic arm puts a uniform suit on it.

Not to mention the vast number of armed team members after that...

"Invisible armed group, oh, what a genius I am."

In the huge living room, only Xibeke's muttering voice echoed.

Chapter 47 Sorry, can you say it again?

Ripples tearing apart time and space emerged from the dim alley of Hersalemz Lot, and several figures walked out of it.

As soon as she came out, she could smell the familiar smell of gunpowder smoke. Isabella tightened Xiao Mo's hand, "I'm finally back..."

But when Isabella looked around to count the number of people, her eyes met Leticia's, but she could not find Cheng Rang.

"Hey, where is my husband?!"

It's understandable that Gresta went back to Durunoy, but Cheng Rang had been following her all the time, so why did she suddenly disappear again?

"Maybe there are some things that need to be finished. We don't need to worry about him. He should be back soon."

"Ending? What do you mean..."

Leticia took off the metal mask on her face and replied: "Before this, Cheng Rang visited Flis with me as my subordinate. In order not to embarrass me and not cause trouble, he brought Put on the mask.”

"However, if he goes back [to do business] alone this time and takes off the mask, he will only represent himself. Do you understand what I mean?"

Isabella opened her eyes slightly and looked at the depressed Xiao Mo, "You mean..."

"Ha...after all, he is also the sword god with the strongest reputation. He is submissive in front of you because he loves you, but don't forget...except for High Lord Fleiss himself, Any other existence under the True God is like an ant in front of him. They have no qualifications to be excited."

Leticia walked straight out of the alley and waved to the two people behind her to follow.

"One of the laws of the universe is that the weak eat the strong. This is always the eternal truth. If you want to blame me, I am a queen who abides by rules and laws and will not mess around. Sibok jumps up and down in front of me. If I don't touch the bottom line, I I’m too lazy to pay attention to him, but your husband is different.”

"If we evaluate him seriously, he can be called the incarnation of the evil of chaos."

Isabella shrank her shoulders, "Yes, is it that serious..."

"Actually, it's not that serious. It's just that there may not be another Flea Market in fifty years."

"....ha?!"

boom!

As the door was kicked open, Sibok, who was still laughing at the armed group processing factory behind the window, suddenly looked back.

"Who are you?"

Cheng Rang smiled wantonly, trying to make the smile on his face brighter than his, and said loudly: "Oh my, you just left and you don't recognize me? By the way, the scenery outside your window is really nice, where do all those people come from? ah?"

"Are you the follower next to Letitia?" Xiboke raised his eyebrows and ignored Cheng Rang's second question.

"This has already started calling names directly.

Did you say anything? Thanks to her for liberating your planet. After only a few hundred years, you have completely forgotten the glory of Lord Gesebrisak. What a traitor..."

Xibek sneered dryly and closed the curtains behind him.

"I wonder if you forgot to take anything when you came back?"

"No." Cheng Rang spread his hands and said in an innocent tone, "You said it yourself. Welcome to visit again. I think the Flea Market is not over yet. Can't I come back to see you?"

"By the way! Note that this is by the way - take the body of my sister's friend back for burial. After all, Aling only has her as a friend, right? It's also a thought to leave a tombstone... I think the body of a death row prisoner should be of great help to your company. It’s not much use, is it?”

The expression on Xiboke's face did not waver at all. He took two steps, turned around and said, "Of course, of course... Submit body recognition as family members or relatives and friends. Please go out and turn left to find the project leader. We Fuli He has a clear hierarchy, a first-class attitude, and extremely high efficiency, so please don't worry, he will definitely give you a satisfactory ending."

Cheng Rang immediately nodded suddenly, "Oh, I understand! Turn left when you go out, right? Thank you~"

"You're welcome." Xiboke smiled gracefully and extended his hand to see the guest off.

When Cheng Rang turned back and walked out of the door, turned left and entered the corridor, looking at the guns raised in all directions, he moved his shoulders casually a few times and said with a smile: "Hey, it's finally interesting. I can't bear to keep talking like this." Living."

He flicked his finger at the managers and armed team members who surrounded him.

"Come on, come on together, I'm in a hurry."

"..."

"Fire."

Intense gunfire began to ring outside the closed door. Xiboke poured himself a glass of wine again without any rush, sat on the chair and shook the glass, seemingly not in any hurry to taste the alluring aroma emanating from in front of him. of wine.

He sniffed hard, as if he wanted to smell the smoke of gunfire and the smell of blood through the door.

The intensive gunshots only rang out for a few seconds and then stopped, and Xibek suddenly showed a disappointed expression.

"What's going on... I thought that guy could last ten seconds~ It's so boring——"

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

The door opened, and Xiboke, who originally thought it would be the manager coming in to report, saw Cheng Rang's smiling face again.

His movement of shaking the wine glass suddenly stopped, and some wine even splashed out due to inertia. Surprise flashed in his eyes for a moment.