Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 49: People in Hell (Part 2)

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"You said that stuff works! The **** spreads the anti-demon weapon!"

"We have done so many things and searched for so many years!"

One of the six giants of the Black Street Brotherhood, "The Ripper" Anton furiously held "Sleepless Eye" Lanser's collar and pressed him to the wall: "And now! The Black Sword uses it to The blood demon master has pierced countless holes in his body! Is it useful for farts!"

"Your goal is to kill Black Sword, right!"

"Calm down, Anton!" Morris, one of the six giants, dragged Anton's hand with sweat: "We were sent by the letter crow from the north..."

"Although he was seriously injured and his life or death is unknown, he escaped with Black Sword, didn't he?"

"Even if that weapon doesn't work, but..."

"At least Black Sword may still be alive!"

"Maybe alive?" Anton still resisted Lancer, he turned his head angrily, and pointed at Lancer to Morris: "So can you forgive this guy!"

"Even if he uses fake weapons to frame Black Sword?"

"Even under his guidance, our efforts for so many years have no return at all?"

Morris was speechless for a while.

Lancer grabbed Anton's bandaged arms abruptly.

"Although Ramon is not there, I can’t be sure...but it’s not necessarily the problem with that weapon. After all, we don’t even know the name and function of that weapon!" Lanser gritted his teeth and looked directly at Ann. Dong's angry eyes: "In the secret department, I have read related files. The blood magician is special. It cannot be directly sealed by ordinary anti-magic weapons... But this does not mean..."

"Go to your file! I won't believe a word of those secrets!"

"Have you not seen the subpoena?" Anton cursed emotionally: "The so-called anti-devil weapon that can seal the magician according to you-invalid!"

"Two days ago, the black sword almost died in the hands of the blood magician!"

"Maybe the weapon itself is something that attracts us..."

"Impossible," Lanser stared at Anton, and said solemnly: "That news is related to the lady who Morat is also extremely afraid of..."

Anton's hands are getting tighter and tighter, he interrupted Lanser, and said cruelly:

"Go to the **** Morat Hansen! Go to the secret branch of the **** kingdom!"

"Don’t forget who made us like this back then!"

"Who turned us from...to what we are now, the Black Street Brotherhood, who abandoned the bottom line for revenge, lost all conscience, and did bad things, turned into a kingdom moth that can only survive in the shadows!"

Anton's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Especially you, Lancer Cohen! You weren't Morat inserted in our undercover back then!"

"Black Sword forgave you, but I didn't!"

Morris, who was dragging Anton, trembled suddenly.

"Undercover?"

"Haha, for twelve years, have you been entangled in this matter until now?" Lanser sneered hard, not caring about Anton's hand strength: "What did the past twelve years mean to you? Do you think we founded the Brotherhood for fun?"

"The past twelve years? Fun?"

Anton seemed to have been stimulated to the most important nerves. His face was blue veins protruding, he was thunderous, and snarled frantically: "You son of a bitch! You think I am willing to take care of a bunch of thieves, robbers, and rapists. ?"

"Working with neuroses like Shandara Roda and Razan Fissot?"

"Smugglers and murderers every day!"

Lancer's face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help clenching his teeth as his brows were constantly moving.

"What days have we lived in the past twelve years..." Anton continued to gritted his teeth: "How much did you pay for your illusory news..."

"Then kill me here!"

"Take my head to comfort the dead and comfort the lord!" Lanser yelled out loudly, interrupting Anton: "Take me as your greatest enemy, as you have revenge. Now, you can go back and be a good man..."

"Enough!"

A louder roar sounded from the side.

Anton and Lancer were shaken at the same time, and the two turned to Morris aside.

"Lech Malone."

"Cabra Gretelly."

"Drecoto Ellsworth." Morris trembling, he bowed his head deeply, squeezed his fists, and names popped out of his mouth: "Kuldimo Finvey ."

"Kilsters Desmond!"

"And that adult..."

Anton and Lancer both shook!

"Remember them, remember these names?"

"The vows we made together back then! Find out all the real culprits and avenge the dead!" Morris raised his head, not knowing when his eyes were flushed: "At all costs!"

"Do you think you are suffering silently? Skinny!" Morris shouted: "For more than ten years, we guys who originally knew nothing about gangs and organizations have worked so hard to lay the ground and establish The forces infiltrate the underground world, draw everyone's hands, contend with the blood bottle gang, avoid the pursuit of the secret branch, treat all suspects as enemies, track down Surrington and the Shield of Deception, and trace the truth of the year..."

"Aren't they all for one purpose!"

"Boom!"

Morris gave a full punch and punched the wall, his lips trembled:

"I have never killed a child before..."

"But in these twelve years, the children who died in the abandoned house alone, from the age of four to twelve, there are a total of 154--this is not even considered the son of a **** two months ago The Roda family killed so many beggars!"

"These are my blood debts!"

"I buried each of them with my own hands! I almost remember what each of them looked like!"

"The most recent one was a year ago..."

"A boy who ran away, in order to show our toughness and cruelty in front of the negotiating opponent, I suffocated him alive with abilities!" Morris was uncomfortable, his abilities were a little out of control, and the surrounding air was unstable. Get up:

"God knows what our group of people have given over the past ten years and what has become!"

Anton closed his eyes, bit his lower lip tightly, and lowered his head.

Lancer laughed abruptly.

"Yes, well said," Sleepless Eye showed a crying and smiling expression: "Hahaha, Anton Levanowski, you think we have done so many things to correct and redeem sins. Or to repay the sins of the past and create a better world?"

"Dreaming!"

Lancer, with a terrible look, cursed:

"Let's see what we have done over the years! The Bone Prison in the Western Wilderness-that's where we should go!"

"But why are we here? Why didn't we accept the punishment that should have been imposed on us?"

Lancer pushed Anton away abruptly and shouted angrily:

"That's because the moment we arrived at the gate of the Fuxing Palace twelve years ago, we have become a group of ghosts, a group of ghosts, a group of breathing corpses!"

"The only, supreme, and non-existent purpose of our existence is to drag out all enemies and black hands, and then follow them to destroy them..."

"Only Black Sword understands best-we are already in hell."

The airtight soundproof room suddenly became quiet.

"Boom!"

Anton kicked the wall hard, then walked to the table, pulled out a chair suddenly, and sat down heavily.

Morris covered his face, blood was flowing from his fist against the wall.

Lancer stared at the ground steadily, his eyes motionless.

In the silence, only the depressed, trembling or rapid breathing of the three men can be heard.

Until Morris was the first to break the silence.

"We must believe in the black sword," the fat man tried his best to clean up his emotions, and slowly said: "Even if he didn't spread the anti-magic weapons, he still has the ability to escape from the magician...just as he faced Ai Xi back then Da~IndoMTL.com~ Lanser re-stretched his scarlet cloak.

"Wait for his news." The intelligence chief of the Brotherhood from secret science said in a low voice: "When he recovers from his injury, I want Black Sword to try that weapon again,"

"How to try!" Anton still didn't adjust himself, he frowned and said unceremoniously: "Take your life to gamble! One more time with the blood magician, maybe it is the death of Black Sword!"

"No, I will tell him, before confirming the availability of the weapon, the farther away from the blood magician, the better." Lanser replied without ups and downs.

"Availability? How to confirm?" Morris erased the sparkle in his eyes.

"Do you remember Gu?" Lanser said silently: "The Far Easterner."

"Gu?"

An Dong frowned: "Before our mercenary group was disbanded, the last kid who came in? The guy who was swept out by Suye Wuyiwei?"

"It's him," Lancer said slowly: "He is in Exeter and he has brought me some news."

"Are you still in contact with him?" Morris bandaged his fist, wondering: "Gu and us are not a group... You used to say that this guy has his own purpose, which is very suspicious."

"Our eyeliner in the north is still slightly insufficient, and we have to borrow local contacts," Lanser shook his head: "And Gu-whether he is suspicious or not-seems to mix very well there."

"Wait, you said you need to confirm the performance of that weapon first...so..." Morris looked at Lancer blankly.

"Yes, Gu found an old friend in Exeter in the past few days..." Lanser raised his head with a sharp look: "Really an old friend."

Anton and Morris looked at each other in shock.

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