Demon King, Don’t Run Away Chapter 61: Instant slap in the face

After arranging everything, Asna came to the entrance of the first underground floor.

The entrance has been tightly sealed by a huge iron door. Rows of black workers are standing at the door, always ready. When they see Asna, their hearts are surging, and they want to kneel down and kiss Asna's toes immediately. Show loyalty.

However, they endured it, not because they didn't want to, but because Asna had said from the beginning that abiding by the rules here was the greatest loyalty to her.

They don't want to be thrown into the cold palace because they betrayed Asna's expectations, and will never see Asna's heroic figure.

Asna didn't even look at the illegal workers, and went straight to the manager who was playing with the crystal ball, "How about it, can you see what's going on inside?"

The managers shook their heads. Although they repeatedly tried to connect to the magic detection equipment on the first underground floor, there was no response, and the crystal ball turned gray.

In the past, managers used those magic detection tools to determine whether the Steel Dragon Wolf had been eliminated and whether the crisis had been resolved. Now they cannot see it and are helpless.

"It's strange, even if it breaks suddenly, it can't all break at once."

"In other words, the intruder may have completely destroyed those facilities?"

Faced with Asna's question, the manager could only nod timidly.

"Damn it! They actually still have such leeway."

Asna punched the table where the manager placed the crystal ball. The crystal ball rolled off the mat. Thanks to the manager's timely reaction, the crystal ball did not fall to the ground and break.

At this moment, a soldier trotted over.

"Report to Lord Asna that Lord Slarat has been found."

As soon as she heard that the person was found, Asna roared at the top of her voice.

"Bring him up!"

Several soldiers gently pushed Slarat, who was tied up, and walked over. Several black workers couldn't help but let out a small laugh. After all, Slarat looked so funny, shirtless. He was wearing shorts, his hair was messy and fell on his head, and his mouth was blocked by a piece of white cloth.

Asna was also very surprised to see Slarat like this. He looked pale, as if he had aged a lot overnight, and the anger in Asna's heart did not subside.

"Untie him. I want to hear his excuse for this failure of responsibility!"

When something like this happens, there must be someone who needs to take responsibility.

The soldiers knew that if Slarat was released in advance, he would probably turn around and run away, so they could only **** him to Asna like this.

Now with Asna's permission, these soldiers finally dared to untie Slarat.

As soon as he was loosened, Slarat glared at Asna fiercely and struck first.

"Asna! It's all your fault that it's like this! Your charm is useless! If it weren't for your charm being useless, the kid I just sent wouldn't be found. Opportunity, knock me out from behind, take away my clothes, and stuff me into an oil drum!"

Slarat really couldn't tell that it was because he was lazy and was being criticized, so he could only shirk responsibility with half-truths.

"Oh, you mean, it's all my fault."

Asna's eyes are extremely cold, like a sharp knife. If Slarat were a tuna, he would be cut into sashimi by this sharp knife right now,

"You said it was my fault, then let me ask you, if he did it in front of you, why didn't you show any sign of resistance or even enjoy it a little bit?"

The devil is enjoying it!

"I told you that he knocked me out with a stick."

"Really? Then can you tell me the process of your attack smoothly!"

"That's good!"

"Shut up!"

Asna struck the whip on Slarat’s white skin. Slarat let out a wailing cry and instantly fell to his knees. His eyes were bloodshot. He looked at Asna fiercely and roared.

"How dare you hit me! Even my father has never hit me!"

"I told you to shut up!"

Asna whipped Slarat with one whip after another. Slarat’s angry voice was instantly covered up by his wails.

"As an elite member of a dignified family, you cannot be easily attacked from behind. I have heard from many people about your laziness! I don't want to hear your quibbles!"

Slarat screamed in pain and looked at everyone around him with vicious eyes, as if everyone around him was a snitch to Asna.

As everyone knows, the people around him only look at him with indifference. If the deputy minister hadn't been passive and slow in his work, things would definitely not have developed to this point.

After the long whipping, Slarat could no longer bear the pain on his skin, abandoned his dignity, knelt on his knees, and begged Asna for mercy.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! Can I surrender? I know I was wrong!"

Asna only responded with cold eyes, "Tell me, what should I do now? The data storage room was stolen and the highest alarm was triggered. What on earth should I do now!"

Slarat lowered his head, not daring to look at Asna at all, desperately sorting out the information in his mind, just for a chance of survival.

"I don't think there's anything to worry about. Lady Asna's charm technique is perfect, and that person is just an exception! The highest alert is activated, and Uncle Buyao is still restraining him. That kid should still be underground! As long as the research office releases him The secret weapon will definitely kill them all. Although it is a pity for those illegal workers, don’t worry, they will definitely be honored to sacrifice themselves for Lady Asna! I will do a good job in the aftermath and attract more illegal workers!"

Seizing the fact that one cannot live without oneself, Slarat boasted vigorously, and at the same time tried his best to reassure Asna from the side.

“When every illegal worker was recruited, I carefully checked their belongings and prepared special uniforms. With his weak body, there was no way he could do anything with this iron door. Can't escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang from the other side of the door, and the whole institute trembled. Several black workers near the entrance had a ringing in their ears and were dizzy. They relied on their weapons to support themselves and barely managed to survive. Down.

A plume of black smoke floated out from the cracks in the iron door, and then the thick iron door slowly fell forward, making a crisp sound when it hit the cold ground.

Slarat's face was slapped hard, and when he was about to say that there was only one person on the other side, a loud voice that did not belong to the boy sounded from the other side of the door.

"You're young! Come on for me! Remember what brother Yang Yu said, first destroy the lighting to prevent being charmed, rescue our brothers, and then have a big fight!"

"Oh-"

There were cheers one after another from the other side of the door, and then magic beams shot out from the other side of the door, shattering all the magic lighting facilities in the aisle.

Darkness began to spread throughout the institute.