In the back hall of the main building of the earthen castle, Joseph's body was lying on a wooden bed, covered with a white sheet.
There were more than a dozen core family members around, all looking at the old man blankly, with different moods.
Taylor stood next to his father, his eyes red, filled with self-blame, but without any regret.
"Bang!"
The wooden door of the living room popped open, and a woman in her thirties rushed in aggressively, grabbed Taylor's collar, and shouted with a crazy face: "You murderer! Despicable conspirator...!"
Taylor looked at her blankly and did not respond.
"Snapped!"
The woman raised her arm, slapped Taylor hard, and yelled, "For your ambition that you will never be able to satisfy, you killed our father with your own hands!! I hate you!"
Taylor's cheeks were red from being beaten, and he turned to look at his sister numbly: "This was an accident. I never thought that it would hurt my father. One of the conditions I proposed to the Alliance of Gods was a very important one.
They will invite the best doctors in the world to treat your lovely son's blind eyes... They have this technology and ability. After your child recovers, he will also be sent to the best aristocratic school in Europe for education, and
It’s not like my childhood, sitting in this desert, listening to the lectures of those ignorant mediocre people from the Kingdom of Leah, and flipping through the information bit by bit to compare...!"
The woman looked at him, her body trembling, and she wanted to speak several times, but fell silent again.
"I'm doing it for myself, but...also for you." Taylor replied with a dull look in his eyes, turned around and left.
In the back hall, the sound of crying gradually broke out.
…
Underground in Joseph's Citadel, there is a cell specifically for holding prisoners. There are constant wars here, and it is far away from civilized cities. Legal provisions alone cannot completely restrain this desert city with a large flow of people.
The Joseph family has strong financial resources, a prosperous population, and a lot of property. In order to protect their own interests, they will privately punish those who commit petty theft, so this underground cell was created.
In a dark cell, Loren was wearing only a pair of underpants and was tied to a wooden frame and hung high.
On the wooden chair at the door, a short mutant stepped in and looked at Loren and said: "Dear His Royal Highness, I think compared to inhumane torture... smooth communication may be more suitable for you.
Look at your skin, your handsome appearance...and your noble status, you should not bear these at all."
Loren's hair was messy, he slowly raised his head and murmured softly: "I am the legal successor of Selva City. When there was a war there, the damn AI invaders occupied the palace! I should be with those dead soldiers.
Sleep forever and defend the glory and dignity of the Jena royal family with death! I...my cowardice has caused today's predicament...I should die...die in the Galaxy Square, under the Victory Tower!! That is the destination of the king!"
The mutant frowned.
"On the way to escape, he kept talking to me cautiously, not even daring to look me in the eye. He knew that I didn't approve of him and would even get bored, so he tried his best to avoid touching my most sensitive parts.
He always walked in front of me, comforting me and guiding me, but he didn't say too much. He was as humble as a servant." Loren lowered his head again and said in a daze: "Although I don't
I am willing to admit it, but he is my de facto father. You killed him... I hate you! I will never surrender like you. I should die, right in this desert...!"
"I don't like this sad story." The mutant stood up and said with a frown: "Maybe you should try our latest potion. It will make you forget everything, feel happy and obedient...!"
Loren didn't react at all, as if he hadn't heard the other party's words. He lost his fighting spirit and didn't want to run anymore. He would rather die here and end everything.
The mutant lowered his head and shouted several times into the communicator, looked at Loren with his back and said: "You still have about ten seconds to think about it. I really don't believe that some people can endure the torture of modern technology...!"
Loren still didn't respond.
"Bang!"
Soon, the door opened loudly, and the mutant looked back, only to see Taylor walking in with a group of people.
"He didn't tell, did he?" Taylor asked.
"He said he would rather die than surrender to us!" The mutant shrugged.
A dark smile appeared on Taylor's face. He walked up to Loren, reached out and pinched his cheek, and raised his chin: "King lying in mother's arms, I don't believe you are a person who can endure torture.
!The uneasiness and cowardice you showed in front of me have always impressed me!"
When Loren heard Taylor's voice, he slowly raised his head and said word for word: "No matter it was before or now, I have always talked to you with a downward attitude. Your father once knelt under my father's throne.
, wagging its tail like a dog begging for mercy!! The fact that you are alive today is a gift from the royal family of Jena!! It is our tolerance that allows you to crawl in the desert like an invertebrate and survive! You are not qualified to make me surrender.
,Never! Because I never thought highly of you!!"
When Taylor heard this, veins popped up on his forehead: "You are just one of countless lucky ones in life...!"
"Tyler! Look into my eyes!! I look down on you!!" Loren roared angrily: "I will always be full of contempt and contempt for your family! Even if you join the Alliance of Gods, you will spend your whole life sitting on the throne.
Not where I once was!! If you leave here, you will still be an invertebrate!!"
"Okay, okay... I hope you can always be so brave!" Taylor's eyes were scarlet, and he nodded repeatedly while pulling out the sword from his attendant's waist.
"Kill me?!" Loren roared excitedly: "Cut on my neck! This will satisfy you. You have always been jealous of my emotions...!"
Taylor turned around, held the knife in both hands, and slashed down suddenly.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered.
The mutant at the door was confused on the spot and immediately shouted: "Hey, what are you going to do? We need to get scientific research information from him...!"
…
In another cell.
Baal, the most powerful person in the Alliance of Gods action team, was currently taking care of Kardashian alone. He was sitting on a wooden chair, looking at the woman infatuatedly, with an inexplicable smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Next to the mottled rock wall, Kardashian's hair was messy and her head was lowered, just like a sculpture, motionless.
Everything that happened tonight had made her completely desperate and filled her heart with hatred. She told herself that she could not give in or die... She still had a small chance to take revenge on all this.
Barr looked at Kardashian, looking at the scratches on her cheeks and skin, and felt a different feeling in his heart.
He believes that Kardashian is the most beautiful, sexy, and brave woman he has ever seen. She has a different kind of temperament that Barr has never encountered before.
After sitting quietly for a while, Barr slowly stood up, walked to Kardashian, and squatted down.
Kardashian still didn't raise her head. Her hands were tied with iron chains and she said in a hoarse voice: "You won't get anything from me. The harder you treat me, the stronger I will become. Believe me... I
I spent the first half of my life in this kind of environment."
"You misunderstood me. In fact... I am not interested in those codes and data, and I can't understand them." Barr squatted in front of Kardashian and returned to the state before beating the blond man. He was very anxious and very anxious.
Excited and uneasy, I kept stroking my hair with my hands: "Actually, I am just as lonely as you...!"
Kardashian ignored the other party at all and just stared at the ground blankly.
Barr squatted on the ground and accidentally saw a scratch with bloody beads on Kardashian's torn robe and on her white and smooth calf.
"Tear!"
Barr tore off a piece of cloth that he thought was very clean, pinched it together, and gently wiped Kardashian's wound: "You are very embarrassed and pitiful... I sympathize with your experience, because it reminds me of
Those helpless women in Frank District, standing in the dark stairwell and knocking each other, are just as helpless and lonely as you are now... I hope you can understand what I mean."
Kardashian, who was extremely depressed, was completely stunned when she heard this!
She was prepared to resist all torture, but she was not prepared to encounter a mental illness!! She had no idea what the other person was talking about.
Barr wiped her wound, and the bright red blood soaked the rag strips. He looked straight at the slender legs and hair under the skirt, and his heart palpitated inexplicably.
An indescribable feeling of fear penetrated Kardashian's heart. Her eyes regained her figure and she shouted in shock: "What are you going to do? Take your dirty hands away!"
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen...I can't help myself...!" Barr dived under the skirt: "I can't describe the feeling at this moment in words!!"
"Get away!! You piece of biological garbage with a face full of maggots!!" Kardashian was terrified and twisted her body vigorously.
"Snapped!"
Barr grabbed Kardashian's two ankles and said anxiously: "...I...I know it's rude to make such a request now. But I'm sorry...I can't control myself at all...you know
Yes, I am just a gangster who was born in Frank’s neighborhood...and gangsters will not be bound by any rules...!"
"roll!!"
Screams resounded throughout the room.
…
In the water room warehouse of the castle, Zhou Junqiang glanced at the controller held by Hua Yang and whispered: "Kardashian and Loren are both in the castle, and the drone's vision cannot capture the situation inside...
…But before the operation can begin, we must confirm the location of the target."
"What do you want to do?" Hua Yang asked.
"You stay here and help me around the supervisors." Zhou Junqiang, a master of art, was brave: "I'll go over and check!"
"Team leader, this...!"
"Listen to me, I have experience in this area!" Zhou Junqiang responded without any doubt.
at the same time.
Zhong Hu, Zhang Yunxi, Jiang Xin, Zhang Daoming and others have already formulated an action plan and notified Polar Bear and Third Brother.