I suddenly understood Zhao Hu’s intention.

I found that many times, my thoughts are indeed not as delicate as Zhao Hu's.

The one-armed sword said: "No one knows except Mr. Yuxiao and me! Just think about it, how can I tell others about such a great achievement in killing Xiao Nan Wang?"

The one-armed sword said with a smile: "But it's better now. This is the credit of our two brothers."

"It's fine if no one knows." Zhao Hu stroked his chest and took a long breath.

"No one knows for sure." The one-armed swordsman was also smiling.

"Then I'll be relieved!"

"What are you worried about?"

"Don't worry, I'll kill you."

"Huh?" The one-armed sword showed a puzzled look.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Zhao Hu suddenly pulled out the skull ax from his waist and struck it down hard.

The scene was too cruel and bloody.

The head of the one-armed sword fell off, and rolled to the side. His eyes were still wide open, which seemed incredible.

Zhao Hu walked towards Master Yuxiao again.

This incident happened so quickly that Mr. Yuxiao was stunned. His face was pale, his whole body was shaking, and his teeth were chattering: "Why... why..."

"Because I want to take all the credit!" Zhao Hu smiled and struck hard with the axe.

Master Yuxiao was also dead, his head rolled to the side, exactly like the one-armed sword, and his eyes were also wide open.

This is not the first time I have seen Zhao Hu kill people. He is becoming more and more skilled and ruthless. Killing people is like chopping melons and vegetables.
Chapter completed!