The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

When Harold and I arrived at Old Patch’s shop, we happened to meet an acquaintance.

This person was born with a low bone, bullied and afraid of hardships, and was able to use his minions to the fullest.

This person is Charles.

At this moment, he took the two adventurer doglegs, staring at Old Paige with a fierce look, holding the spider leg I sent over in his hand, and yelled: "Let me let go of my hand, or interrupt your dogleg. !"

Old Paige was pale, clutching the other end of the spider's leg tightly, begging: "Please, Master Charles, you can just let us little people go. If you take it away again, I will be the last There is no way to survive."

"Fuck your mother!" Charles snarled and slapped Old Paige. The slap was loud and fierce, and Paige's face instantly swelled up.

But Old Paggy still clung to the spider's legs and didn't let go. He didn't want to give in any more, let alone lose the last bit of trust.

However, Charles's atrocities were still the same, and soon Old Paggy's nose was blown out of blood.

Harold frowned, his eyes sharpened, and he wanted to rush up, I hurriedly reached out to stop him.

He opened his eyes wide and said, "What are you doing?"

"It's not time for you to play" I sneered: "You have bullied me over and over again and again, really when I dare not cut him?"

With that said, I turned my head and asked Harold: "If this person is killed by me, can you explain it to me?"

Harold curled his eyebrows and shook his head, and said, "It's not easy to explain. After all, he is a celebrity under the second heir. If you kill him, the second heir might directly target you."

"How about I break his limbs?" I asked tentatively.

"It's no different from killing him," Harold said.

"It's really troublesome..." I scratched my hair: "It's okay to break his limb, right?"

"It's better not to have permanent damage for the time being."

"The captain of the city's moat is such a mother-in-law. I really misunderstood you." I despised Harold's hesitant style.

Harold was a little helpless, but he couldn't argue.

"Well then, I'll beat him hard, I will lose a few teeth at most, it's going to work" I said irritably, "Look, the old expert's face is about to be beaten into a pig's head. Point, but it's killing people."

"Okay," Harold said helplessly.

"Hey hey, what are you doing, what are you doing!" I strode into the shop, shouting loudly.

"Who the **** is taking care of me..."

Charles choked in his throat without uttering the last word ‘thing’, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of panic.

The moment before, he was still fierce, and at this moment, he was completely like a frightened chicken, his legs and hands trembling tremblingly.

Then, he loosened his hand, and the spider leg and Old Pudge were dropped at the same time.

Old Paqi's face was swollen, and Yu Xi said after the disaster: "You can count it!"

Charles looked dead gray, pointed at me with trembling fingers, Zhan Su stammered: "You, you, you..."

"What's wrong with me? Huh?" I walked forward slowly, with a harmless smile on my face: "You're talking about it, what's wrong with me?"

Charles seemed to have a whole egg stuck in his throat, unable to swallow and spit out.

"It's okay, take your time, I'll give you one minute." I smiled and raised a finger, and said: "If you can't say a reasonable reason to impress me this minute, I don't mind dismantling it first. You half-mouthed as a souvenir."

With that said, I said to Old Paige: "Is there a watch? Now start timing."

"Boy, dare to do this to Master Charles, are you the fuck..."

Huh!

I grabbed something casually, and drew it to the face of the adventurer who spoke outrageously: "My mother is not your turn to say it. If you say something more, I will cut your tongue!"

At this time, I discovered that half of the adventurer's face had been completely spent, and a large area of ​​blood and blood appeared, and he lay directly on the ground.

The adventurer was stunned for a few seconds before covering his face and rolling on the ground like a pig.

"You **** dare to attack, I'll do it..."

Before the other adventurer had finished speaking, I flipped my arm and turned the things in my hand again.

call!

This time, it didn't hit him in the face, but directly hit his chin.

It might be the reason why I was a little too excited. This one broke his jaw directly.

In my opinion, he is much luckier than the disfigured adventurer just now, because he has not felt any painful torture, he has passed out.

An unpleasant fishy smell came into my nose, I turned my head to see, Charles, urine again.

Charles was scared to pee again...

As an adventurer, I am quite ashamed of this.

Can't you just face me down like a warrior?

Fight to death and life, even if you are dead and my hands?

Uh... think about it carefully, if he really wants to fight to death, he will only end up with his own hands.

But, men, always have the determination to die at any time. Isn't there a song that is sung like this: Fight like a man...

I guess Charles should have been very angry during this time. I really didn't expect that his urine smelled so much that I almost vomited.

Fortunately, I am a man who has been baptized by the smell of carrion puppets. This is...vomit, this bit of stimulation, I still...vomit, I can bear it, but it's a bit... .Spicy eyes.

"Fuck!" I was so smoked that I uttered a violent drink, and was so scared that Charles fell directly on the floor, repeating the words: Don't kill me, don't kill me... ..

My eyebrows are raised: "Do I look like a thug who rushes to life?"

Charles nodded subconsciously, then shook like a rattle frantically.

"Have you taken medicine? What you want to be so happy?" I really wanted to slap him and knocked half of his teeth off the ground, but I could see his tears and nose streaming down with the shaking of his head, and finally I couldn't bear it. Then do it.

It's not that I can't bear to beat him, but I can't bear to get his disgusting nose and saliva on my hands.

"It's OK, just shake it a few times" I said impatiently: "Enough, stop it, believe it or not, shake it again, I'll cut off your nose!"

A violent shout was really useful and scared Charles directly to sit on the ground, motionless.

"Well, that's right" I nodded in satisfaction, and said: "I have something to ask you, you have to answer truthfully, if there is one sentence that dares to lie to me, hum!"

Charles was so scared by my sneer that he trembled and said hurriedly: "You must tell the truth, you must tell the truth!"

"Well, very good, but first, I have something to ask you to do." I pointed to the wet patch he blocked, and said in disgust: "Give you five minutes to clean up this stall on the ground for me, and then Change my clothes as quickly as possible. It's best not to let me smell... this kind of smell, otherwise, hum!"

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