"ah!"

"who!"

“…”

As the shouts were heard, the two of them fists and kicked each other at the same time, and their weapons were unsheathed, making preparations for the enemy.

Because of Jin Daniu's mental relaxation, his hypnosis of Angkor and Bald man instantly dispersed his skills.

The two of them made two "bangs" sounds, both of them tilted to the ground.

Then, a "hum and whine" sound came.

"What's going on?"

"Why do I feel so dizzy?"

"I think...I seem to be drunk..."

"I was like I was beaten up by someone..."

“…”

The two of them rubbed their heads and sat up, and instantly met the look of Laoke and Jin Daniu, who were opposite each other.

The moment when the eyes meet—

"You two..."

Angkor woke up instantly and realized that his head was dizzy, so he must have nothing to do with these two people.

Especially when I saw the two of them looking alert and weapons-

At that moment, jump up immediately.

"What are you going to do..."

Although the bald man was still confused, he didn't know what was going on.

However, over the years, he had developed an instinct to depend on Angkor.

After Angkor's service, he immediately drew out his weapons and rushed towards the nearest Jin Daniu.

Things happened too quickly and the distance between the two sides was too close.

Even in the flash of lightning, Jin Daniu took action.

He showed no mercy when he protected himself.

While the bald man was impulsive, a pair of iron fists had already landed on his chest!

"KaKaKa"

A clear voice came.

Everyone guessed what it was - a fracture!!

This is the sound of a broken bone!

At that moment, the bald man's movement suddenly stopped, and the knife raised in his hand was raised high above his head, and never fell down again.

"Bald..."

Angkor realized something was wrong and was about to step forward.

"Dang"

The knife in the bald man's hand fell to the ground, and his man shook violently.

Angkor was frightened and stopped quickly.

Before he could understand, the bald man suddenly leaned back and fell in front of him with a "thump".

His eyes were still wide open, but the foundation of his eyes was gradually becoming bloodshot.

immediately--

The bright red blood with blood foam flowed out along his mouth and nose.

Then, the bald man pulled out a few times and slowly stopped moving.

The three people fell silent for a moment.

Angkor looked up alertly at the same time, not daring to act rashly, and his breathing was very rapid: "Do you... do you know what you did?"

"Shut up!" The old guest with swords yelled in anger: "I know your rules. Once something happens to one person, everyone will follow you... They will swear to die and avenge your partners! This is the purpose of your gods..."

He has been in the inner and outer cities of the Divine Palace many times, and he still has some understanding of some of these things.

This rule was set by the Lord of God.

His purpose, on the one hand, is to win over his subordinates and let them know that they are a group. Once something happens to one person, others will spare no effort to avenge him.

On the other hand, he was also telling others: these people cannot be offended, because killing one of them would be an enemy of all the guards.

If it weren't for a certain level of strength, no one would have caused such trouble.

However, such rules will have some effect on ordinary people.

As for those who have some ability and special identities, they disdain such warnings.
Chapter completed!