Taking lives is not cruel, what is cruel is that you have to pity them.

——Break

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Wild secret realm.

So'er held "Girl Lettuce" - her puppet - and sat on a dry tree stump, while the others sat on the grass and tree trunks. It's not that she was given preferential treatment because she was young, but because she was injured again.

——My leg was broken by an armored beast this morning.

She looked at the splint on her calf and felt that she was really useless. The armored beast was an omnivorous monster with a docile temperament, but it was injured by this kind of thing. But the fact was before her eyes: she was not strong enough and could not fully use "Lettuce"

With the strength of "Girl", [Black Hair Tangle] cannot restrain the armored beast that activates [Crash].

The boss of Armani squatted aside and muttered something in a small notebook. So'er knew that he was keeping accounts. According to the practice of the "Slurpee" mercenary group, So'er's medicine expenses and meal expenses

It will be deducted from her contribution to the team. The props and gold coins exploded in the battle are the most intuitive team contribution. Unfortunately, So'er's combat effectiveness is low and her team contribution has always been at the bottom, so she can only pay on credit.

"Up to now, you have owed five gold coins and thirty-five silver coins. You must make up the payment within a week. If you can't do it, I'm sorry, I will think that you are not suitable for our team, and I will ask you to leave.

In addition, he will go to your father to ask for debts." The boss of Armani put away the notebook and said to So'er: "Even if I take pity on you and let you sneak into Slurpee, I will not be merciful."

So'er hated this miser so much that she didn't want to show weakness in front of him. She just lowered her head and calculated how many things would be worth five gold coins and thirty-five silver coins. The prices of various props flashed through her mind.

Passing by. She didn't realize that for a princess to learn to calculate prices, it was already a kind of growth.

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Snow White City.

After contacting Salamonro's people and setting a time for negotiation, Love, the undead negotiator, slowly walked into Starmaker's tavern. He was a free man, and he was free to go wherever he wanted.

"Luo, you're here!" Calling Luo Luo's nickname, the undead butcher walked out of the kitchen with a bone-chopping knife. He arrived before anyone arrived.

Love quickly raised his hands: "Hey, I must make it clear - I can't see through the hero's thoughts."

"What did you say?" Starmack slowed down in confusion.

Love grimaced: "I swear in the name of the God of Souls, it's true. Can you put down that knife? I'm so scared."

Starmaker suddenly understood, laughed, put the knife on the table nearby, wiped his greasy hands with his apron: "You have died once, what are you afraid of?" Then he rushed up and gave Love a bear hug.

It seems that he is not used to such a rough way of making love, and his body is stiff.

"What were you doing just now?"

"Your Majesty sent me a recipe for brewing wine from the Chinese mainland. Interestingly, it is a medicinal wine made from medicinal materials. I thought about it and felt that this wine can be sold as a signature drink, so I started brewing it.

Already."

"Oh? Can I visit?"

"sure!"

The two of them entered the kitchen. There was a disheveled human girl lying in the kitchen. Love looked sideways, and Starmac quickly explained: "I didn't do anything. This was sent by the blood elves. I heard that she cheated.

I bought a lot of money from a rich man. The meat was originally of good quality, but it was beaten up and the quality deteriorated. His Majesty just said that he wanted to use girls to make wine, so I will use the waste. Damn, she looks a bit

Like my first love."

"What about her now?..."

"I knocked him unconscious. The manager thought it would be cruel for me to kill him directly, so he asked me to knock him unconscious first and then do it, which can reduce the pain of the deceased." Starmaker shrugged and disagreed: "A layman guides an expert. This is all the fault of politics."

With three strokes, he stripped the woman naked, and a snow-white body covered with bruises and bruises appeared in front of him. With a swipe of a knife, the woman's body hair was scraped off, leaving even the smallest bit of skin on her skin.

There were no tiny wounds. Starmaker grabbed the woman's body with both hands and exerted force, turned her over, then inserted the knife into the back of the woman's head, killing her with one blow, ensuring that the woman suffered no pain. The next step was to disembowel her.

The water was taken out of the belly, and boiling water was passed through it to remove the smell of blood. Then it was put in a large vat that already had medicinal materials, poured in rice wine purchased from "China", and sealed with red mud.

Even though Starmaker was quick, all this took him five minutes. He picked up the hem of his apron and wiped his hands, smiling with satisfaction: "'Daughter's Red', done! It seems I'm not old yet. I want this wine."

Let it sit for a month before it has some flavor, then you can drink it again."

"Thank you, but I don't like drinking."

"That's because you drink less. If you drink more, you won't say that! Come here!"

Starmaker dragged the undead negotiator to the bar and mixed drinks for him. Only then did he lift up his "undead mask", revealing a red and energetic face.

Love sighed: "As expected of a hero, he is still alive and kicking even in the Undead Paradise." Even if ordinary humans hold "Undead Masks", they will easily become depressed after seeing all the cruel scenes in the Undead Paradise, not to mention the Undead Butcher.

Special type of work?

The uncle opened the cocktail shaker and asked, "What do you want to drink?"

"Soul Potion."

"That thing is no different from water, right?"

Love spread his hands: "Then let's get a 'Soul Fire' instead of rum."

"No rum, only soul potion, are you a bitch?" Starmaker shook his head disdainfully, and started mixing drinks without waiting for Love to order: "I just learned the 'Screw Head', you

What a blessing, this is a holy product that even werewolves are crazy about, those villains can’t even find the dwarf ale to taste enough!”

Instead of looking at the uncle's show off, Love turned to look at the environment of the tavern. After all, this was his first time here. The tavern had a rich name like "Mermaid Harbor", and the interior layout also had many features related to the sea.

Relevant elements, such as the two wooden paddles crossed on the wall, the fishing net hanging on the window as a curtain, and the boat in a bottle placed at the bar. The pub provides catering services during the day with an open fire, and only serves as a bar at night

It is operated and illuminated by soul fire, so the tavern has a different atmosphere during the day and night. Now everything in the tavern is covered with a layer of blue... It is really like a peaceful sea.

The ship in a bottle on the bar is very exquisite. A small boat is chopping the waves in the bottle. The scaled-down mast, deck, and cabin all show the maker's ingenuity. This ornament is most suitable for lonely people.

The drinkers were watching. Luo was not interested in that. He turned his attention to a hanging board on the wall of the bar. The hanging board was protected by glass, and twenty-four shells were neatly glued inside. The shells shone brightly under the lamp.

Light is like gems.

"Isn't it beautiful? I picked them all up." Starmaker's rough voice interrupted Luo's viewing. As soon as the mixer was opened, the wine was poured into the beer glass, and the powerful "Screw Head" was completed.

The uncle turned his head slightly and looked at the shells. He stretched out his hand and stroked the glass lovingly, as if he could stroke the shells in this way.

"But the person I picked up shells for has left me forever."

He took the "Screw Head" and took a sip, his eye circles gradually turned red. He stared at Love seriously and said: "A long time ago, I lived with my lover by the sea. I was very poor and had no job, but she still

Follow me. I asked her why she chose me, and what do you think she said?"

Love shook his head: "I don't know."

Starmaker took another sip of wine and laughed. His smile was beautiful: "'If I don't stay with you, you will continue to wander. Wouldn't that be too pitiful?'... Her words, I

Will always be in my heart.”

"It seems that you and your wife have a deep relationship." Love has mastered various conversation skills, and it is a piece of cake for him to chime in casually.

"Of course it's deep, of course, burp." Starmaker burped, drunkenly, as if drunkenness had invaded his brain. He turned to look at the shell and continued talking, sounding as if he had completely forgotten Love.

After that, he muttered to himself: "Those days were the happiest time in my life. She and I laughed and kissed, and every day I could feel the presence of... burp, youth and vitality in me. It was her birthday that year

, I didn’t have money to buy gifts, so I spent the whole day picking up twenty-four of the most beautiful shells without telling her.”

As he spoke, the corners of Starmaker's mouth turned down, as if he was about to cry - the old man's face also made a cry, how ugly! He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, it really looked like someone had knocked him in the head.

Screw immediately lay down on the bar. He also murmured unconsciously: "Don't die, don't die... We are still so young..."

Seeing that the boss was drunk, Love stood up and walked out of the door quietly. His soul fire beat once every two seconds, once every two seconds, until he walked to a place two kilometers away from the tavern. His soul fire immediately shrank down.

He seemed afraid to jump. Looking at his expression now, he was simply frightened.

Just a few minutes ago, when the colleague with whom he had only acquainted for a long time called his nickname affectionately and came towards him with a knife, he clearly felt murderous intent. The hero's "coercion" was so strong that he could not resist, just like a rabbit.

I was so frightened by the tiger that my whole body went limp.

[Controlling the Undead? Disemboweling Time] Being frightened by the deep murderous aura in Starmac, undead creatures with a lower level than Starmac will not resist any of his actions, even killing.

The list of bribes, the nude photos of the affair, the murder weapon - everyone has secrets in their hearts that they don't want others to know. In order to prevent the secrets from being leaked, people will do whatever it takes. Love can just use [Read

[Spiritual Skills] Master the general thoughts of others, so he also knows that he is hated by others, so he lives like a wild crane, not wanting to be involved in too many people and things.

He and Starmaker didn't get along well before, but now that both of them were recruited by His Majesty June Sunshine, Starmaker's attitude towards him has changed subtly. So Love came to Starmaker and admitted straight to the point that he

The hero is not revealed. This sentence is very abrupt and expresses a message from the side: I know you want to kill me because you have secrets that you don’t want me to know. After hearing this, if Starmac is more cruel,

If there was a mistake in killing someone, Love would not be able to escape death.

However, Starmac let Love go and admitted in disguise that he had a secret in his heart. Love would not be stupid enough to regard the hero's retreat as a sign of weakness. He knew that as soon as the secret was leaked, he would be obliterated immediately.

——Died under that bone-cutting knife worth one silver coin.

Love was a little confused.
Chapter completed!