The location of the casino is different from other places, most of which are captured slaves and entertainers.The death of the rest of the gamblers is indeed not a pity, but those entertainers and slaves are innocent. Loya killed decisively, but not cruelly.

This sentence is similar to the current Tony Mill.

Bang!

The thick wooden door was kicked open, and at that moment, an ice shield appeared in front of Loya.

Although Ruth has never met him, but with previous encounters, Loya is still going to be honest.He didn't want to be hit by a sonic bomb as soon as he entered the door, it didn't feel good at all.

However, until the gate hit the wall and shattered into pieces, no attack came.

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The expected attack did not come, which made Loya feel very strange.Stepping into the hall, only lifelike ice sculptures appeared in front of Luo Ya.

"You didn't surprise me?" Loya looked around and stepped into the casino.

The once resplendent and resplendent casino has become white at this moment, with icy ice everywhere, exuding a slight chill.

The gamblers and entertainers in the casino kept their postures before freezing and stayed in place.

They didn't even notice what was happening, they just heard the explosion, and then they were frozen.

Looking around, there is indeed nothing unusual.Luo Ya had no choice but to come to an ice sculpture that looked like the person in charge of the casino, and raised his hand to break the ice shell on his body.

"Hoo... Ah!" He felt very relieved to be able to breathe again.He panted heavily, and it took him a long time to break free from the suffocation.

However, he recognized who the person in front of him was at a glance, and he stopped breathing heavily, and looked at Loya in horror: "You...what do you want to do?"

"Don't be so excited..." Loya stretched out his hand to wrap his shoulders, and brought a big face in front of him. The blood on the left side of his face made him look even more ferocious.

"I'm just asking, where is your Boss Ruth, if you know it, just tell me, don't you know..."

Luo Ya didn't finish his sentence, but the killing intent in his tone can be said to be undisguised.

The person in charge in the suit shuddered like a frightened quail.

"I said, I said! Don't kill me, Boss Russ is in the bottom basement, and I don't know what he's going to do."

"Basement?" Loya turned his head to look at the ground. Indeed, despite the thick floor, the breath of life coming from below was still clearly visible.

Not just people, but something else as well.

"Interesting, is it a trap again?" Luo Ya sneered, raised his hand and sent the person in charge flying.The latter suffered a heavy blow, and it felt like its internal organs were about to shatter, and it hit the opposite wall straight, and it took a long time before it slid down close to it, with more air coming out and less air in.

Leaning against the wall, he looked at Loya in both panic and resentment: "Why...why?"

Didn't you say not to kill yourself?

Are the current strongmen so shameless?

"Ah?" Luo Ya glanced at him, and said lightly: "I didn't say I won't kill you. What do you think has anything to do with me?"

"I..." A mouthful of sweet blood welled up his throat, his eyes widened, and he could not rest in peace.

For these dregs, Luo Ya doesn't have the majesty that a strong man should have. As long as they are enemies, just kill them.

After beating the person in charge to death, Loya found a naked slave and kicked the ice on his body.

"Cough! Cough!"

He coughed uncomfortably for a while, and then he saw Luo Ya in front of him, and he was shocked immediately, and curled up with his head hugged like a conditioned reflex.

This is the experience he summed up during his slave life... the experience of how to protect himself from being beaten to death.

Seeing his movements, Luo Ya sighed in his heart, then threw the coat he picked up at random to him, and said lightly: "Are you a slave here?"

"Yes... yes my lord."

Because Luo Ya didn't hit him immediately, the slave was a little strange, and carefully raised his head to answer Luo Ya's question.

"Then do you know who are Jones's people here?" Loya asked, pointing to the ice sculpture in the hall, then picked up an iron bolt that fell from the gate from the ground, and handed it to him: "Take the ice on your own body Smash them into pieces and rescue them. The remaining men on Jones' side, you can figure it out yourself."

After finishing speaking, Luo Ya lifted his foot and left.

These people have already lost their dignity as human beings. Killing their masters who flogged them is the first step to their new life.

Otherwise, even if they were rescued, they would still be slaves.

Free, unlimited slaves.

Seeing Luo Ya's figure disappear in the direction of the inner door, the slave reacted.He held the iron rod in his hand tremblingly, not knowing what he was thinking, but soon, this hesitation was covered by hatred.

He stood up with a huff, and came to the "distinguished guest" who beat and scolded him the most in the past. The iron rod in his hand whistled piercingly, and hit him hard on the head.

Click!

This is the sound of the thin ice breaking.

Click!

This is the sound of the skull being smashed.

Looking at the fallen corpse on the ground, the slave couldn't help but vomited out.But he remembered what the other party had done, suppressed his nausea, and went to save his companion.

Because of his physical strength, as the opponent's seventh slave, he was able to survive until now.Then, let your strength turn into the power to save everyone.

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