Chapter 162: Whose blood? (The third change, 600 monthly pass plus change.)

Chapter 162 Whose blood? (The third change, 600 monthly pass plus change.)
Hidden under the table is a fat middle-aged man with a face full of flesh.
When the tablecloth was lifted, the fat man in aristocratic clothes was scared to pee.
"Don't kill me!!! I have money, yes, I have money!!! As long as I don't kill me, I can give you as much money!!!"
Feeling the icy gaze from Maude, the fat man's body was shaking like a sieve.
"get out."
Maude said coldly.
"Okay, I'll get out now!"
The obese man really rolled out from under the table, showing a strong desire to survive.
Maude looked at the middle-aged man with a pot belly and asked, "What's going on in this room?"
"This this……"
The obese man hesitated.
Click it.
Maude opened the scabbard with his thumb.
The obese man shook his body violently, lowered his head and said tremblingly: "This room, yes, is our usual shooting range for recreation..."
"range?"
Maude heard the words and glanced at the person tied to the cross, his brows frowned.
Lafayette came to a table next to him, and gently touched the soup in the plate with his index finger, it was still warm.
It seems that they interrupted the interest of these nobles.
range?
It's terrible fun.
Lafayette pulled a trace of disdain from the corner of his mouth, and picked up a crossbow that was as big as a short flintlock from a chair.
The arrows loaded on the crossbow strings are slender and small. With a sleeve arrow of this size, it is difficult to cause fatal damage to the enemy without applying poison.
Lafayette handed the crossbow to Maude.
Maude took the crossbow and glanced at it, and immediately stared blankly at the fat man who was already half-dead.
He is not interested in learning more about this so-called shooting range.
Immediately, he pointed the crossbow to the obese man's forehead.
The obese man saw Maude's movements, and the odor of urine under his hips became heavier.
He only thought that Maude was dissatisfied with the explanation just now, and immediately said anything related to the shooting range like pouring beans.
After hearing a few words, Maude threw the crossbow to the side, and suddenly reached out his hand to pinch the chin of the fat man, and lifted the body of more than 300 kilograms.
The fat man was full of fear, his limbs struggled weakly, and he made a meaningless creak.
Tick.
Urine dripped from his hips and fell on the floor.
Maude flicked his arm and threw the fat man towards the center of the room.
Bang.
The fat man smashed his body heavily on the floor, he was smashed, and he didn't recover for a while.
In the cell, the slaves who were curled up and shivering in the corner were already standing behind the iron rods, staring at the fat man with hatred.
Maude passed the fat man and came to the cross, looking at these slaves who were regarded as "targets" by the nobles.
Target shooting is a scoring competitive game developed by obese men and other princes and nobles to win bets.
Those who want to participate must first bet one million Baileys, and each round of target shooting is limited to 12 people.
After the game starts, everyone has only ten Hidden Arrows and a corresponding target.
As long as you hit different positions on the human target, you can get different points.
The highest scoring position is the fingers and toes, followed by the ears, palms...
Simply put, the farther the shot is from the key, the higher the score will be.
Once the key is shot, it is eliminated on the spot.
Until the ten arrows are shot, the person with the highest score can get all the bets.
The nobles in this room were obviously old players.
Therefore, there will be a female slave with more than sixty arrows in her body.
Because those arrows basically avoided the vital points and gathered on the limbs and other positions.
On the cross, one of the male slaves with more than fifty arrows in his body looked at Maude, his chapped lips moved.
"Please, help me out..."
"..."
Maude pulled out Chidori.
When the male slave saw this, a ray of light flashed in his gloomy eyes.
Maude, however, swung a knife to cut off the rope that bound the male slave's body.
The male slave fell to the ground and looked at Maude with a puzzled look.
"The woman just couldn't live, but you are different."
Maude finished speaking, ignoring the male slave's reaction, and slashing the ropes on the other cross with a knife.
After helping these slaves who were regarded as targets by the nobles, Maude came to the cell.
The slaves in the cell didn't say a word, but their eyes were full of light when they looked at Maude.
They saw hope.
Ignoring these gazes, Maude slashed the door lock with a knife, then turned around and walked towards the door.
"Lafayette, let's go."
"Wow."
The two left the room.
After walking a dozen or so steps, I heard a scream from the room.
It's that fat man.
Lafayette looked back at the room and said calmly: "It would be better to clean up all the people on the boat."
"Including slaves?"
"Yes."
"No need, I don't want to be hated by Sunny."
"To understanding."
Lafayette did not insist.
He has no interest in the weak. The reason why he proposed to wipe out all the people on board was to delay the efficiency of the world government's investigation of this matter.
Maude and Lafayette went to the next room and unearthed two men in noble costumes from under the wardrobe and bed.
Facing the two men's begging for mercy, Maude remained indifferent and let Lafayette kill him.
Later, the two found some gold and silver jewelry from the room, mostly rings and necklaces.
In this way, they swept through the rooms one by one, and uncovered many male aristocrats hiding in hiding, and saw slaves in miserable circumstances.
As far as the nobles are concerned, Maude will not stay.
The death feud has been settled, and he doesn't mind making it worse.
"Lafayette, let's split up."
"it is good."
In order to resolve this matter as soon as possible, Maude and Lafayette act separately.
At this world conference, King Rowell of the Carnet Kingdom decided to sail on the royal ship.
Because of this, many princes and nobles in the country followed on board.
They regarded this voyage as a long-term social event, but they did not expect to encounter two evil stars in the East China Sea.
Maude swept the past, basically some gold jewelry, without any paper money.
After cleaning up one room, Maude went to the next room.
Pushing open the door, Maude walked into the room, and at a glance saw a burly man chained to a frame.
"Are you a slave again..."
Maude glanced at the furnishings in the room.
There is no furniture, only a rack, and a table full of utensils such as lashes, pliers, knives and hammers.
Maude retracted his gaze and turned to look at the burly man on Xing's frame again.
The man lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly, his muscular upper body was covered with wounds left by various instruments.
There are cuts, whiplashes, blunt injuries...
There are hundreds of these injuries, and they are very serious.
If a normal person suffers such a serious injury, he is basically not far from death.
But the breath of this burly man is fairly stable.
As if perceiving Maude's gaze, the man on the rack slowly raised his head and looked at Maude who was standing in front of the door.
His eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.
Perhaps it is because of this stinging look that this man will be given special treatment, and he will stand directly here and be tortured slowly.
If nothing happens, you will be tortured to death sooner or later.
Maude ignored that gaze, came to the man, and asked: "Slave?"
The man looked dull, did not speak, but stared at the blood on Maude.
"Whose blood?"
After a few seconds, he asked.
(End of this chapter)