Vol 3 Chapter 51: Miserable condition

The blood that had been splashed on the ceiling, the corpse was cut in half, and the head was separated. Those who were lying on the ground, leaning on the table had lost their breath, there was only a dead silence left.
When Avotu returned to the command room, what he saw was such a cruel scene.
Broken glass, a piece of torn cloth hung on the sharp part-the smell of blood went straight to the nose. Afutu narrowed his eyes slightly, sniffed uncomfortably, and rubbed the tip of his nose with his index and middle fingers. The scum he hadn't been hanging on for a long time was a bit tangled.
Although I have seen a lot of this kind of scenes, I sometimes feel disgusting sometimes, not intuitively, but just feel that this scene is purely annoying. Besides, he took care of these guys with great pains, and he obeyed their orders just to get a little more reward. As a result, the payers were all dead when they came back. There is a way that Avotu gave people a job. The strong feeling of discomfort.
Ah, it's so troublesome. But now that everyone is dead, no one can get up and pay even if they lose their temper.
Avotu kicked a corpse not far from him.
Rolled his eyes and sighed.
"What should I do now?"
If you want to go back to the universe to accompany the leader of the little ghost to live with you, there should be no spacecraft that can lead to the universe in this area that is almost to be captured. Since the rise of Fang Lang and his party, the flights between the earth and the universe began to decrease sharply, and now it’s a bit hard to go back and forth. This has brought great inconvenience to the heavenly people, so the policy of suppressing this group of warriors is very fast. Came out. Otherwise, Afutu will not replace the little ghost leader to run down to detect the enemy.
Unfortunately, he was found by the samurai when he was investigating the enemy's situation, and the fortress where he was temporarily staying was also attacked. Afutu seriously thought about whether he had committed a crime with these samurai, why he was so unlucky every time.
But now should not be the time to think about these things.
Ah, I really want to go back.
Afutu scratched the back of his head in distress, his braids were torn apart, and now he was very uncomfortable with a disheveled hair. Although Afutu knows that he is quite sloppy in normal times, he is still sensitive to such things occasionally. It would be troublesome if the hair is not tied up.
Avotu drew his hair by the way, and sighed again.
However, just after sighing this time, a voice came from behind.
"I'll pay you. How about doing things for me now?"
Avotu turned his head, and a green-haired woman stood there leaning against the door.
"Hey, is it okay to hire a half-handicapped person? Although I would be happy if you were willing to pay the previous salary."
After all, she was a beautiful woman, and Avotu did not directly refuse.
If I remember correctly, this woman is also one of the division leaders, but this person is different from the other fools, she is a smart woman. Although he didn't know how strong he was, Afutu had no interest in fighting women.
"You are a night rabbit, even if you are half disabled, you will not lose money in hiring you."
The woman squinted and smiled and let out a puff of smoke.
"Of course I am willing to be paid."
Avotu also smiled. He likes such smart women who are easy to talk-of course this doesn't mean he falls in love with women at first sight. Although I didn't hate women, for the Night Rabbit clan, fighting was far more enjoyable than finding a woman.
Avotu turned to face her. Nodded.
"Then, cooperate."
Fang Lang killed everyone in the command room.
"You seem to be very happy too."
Fang Lang smiled, and he could hear the smile of Cunzheng also spread into his heart. Although outsiders certainly didn't have anything, Fang Lang was indeed talking to Dao.
Lifting the red-colored knife, the blade refracted a cold light, smelling the scent of blood emanating from it, Fang Lang couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking it, but in the next second he broke his mouth.
"Sure enough, it was disgusting."
He doesn't like the smell. Although his own knife is always clamoring for more and more. Fang Lang suppressed the temper of the sword as much as possible, but still needed to be satisfied.
He still couldn't control the power of this knife.
However, one day sooner or later. Maybe not now, but his power can definitely control the village.
Fang Lang could understand why Nishui Jiro and the others gave this demon sword to himself. What they were afraid to use, and handed it to Fang Lang with confidence, was also an affirmation of Fang Lang's strength.
"Since they believe me."
It's not just Mudumi Jiro who grows them.
Fang Lang closed his eyes, and the encounter, encounter, fetters, and everything he did together with the group of people from Nashui Jiro-chang was vividly remembered.
"Since they believe me too."
As soon as the screen turns, there are the yellowed photos of Jiro Nasui, Sister Denshi, and Tatsugoro Terada, which are transformed into three people: Shinsuke Takasugi, Kotaro Katsura, and Ginto Sakata.
Takasugi, who was always stern, was smiling, and the three of them put their shoulders on their shoulders.
Yes, they trust me too.
Fang Lang opened his eyes again.
He has been in the torrent of time.
He watched his former partner getting old, but he seemed to be still in place, stopping.
However, this may be an advantage.
Although there is no sign of growth in his body, his strength is indeed accumulating gradually. Whether it is combat experience or combat skills. Having absorbed the advantages of his partners, Fang Lang is also becoming stronger and stronger.
"Can't let them down."
Fang Lang curled his lips and took a step forward.
The samurai uniform that I’m not accustomed to wearing no matter how I wear it is now being worn on my body. Have you got used to it a little bit during the battle? Fang Lang didn't understand either.
The sportswear that I don't know how long ago was worn on Fang Lang's body was folded and put into the cabinet before every battle.
Obviously, I hate wearing clothes with big sleeves the most.
I still remember when I put it on for the first time, it was because there was no changeable clothes.
The sandals rubbed on the ground softly.
Look ahead without wavering. ..
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