As a veteran figure in the underground world of Port Carlin, McGide has seen countless masters. Among them, the most impressive is the high-speed killing technique displayed by Artemis Entreri. The dance of death, which will never be forgotten in a lifetime, is concise, lively, and deadly. It is often the separation of life and death after a cold light flashes. gege If you have read this chapter, please move to Biquge () to read the latest chapter, or you can directly search for "Biquge" or "" on Baidu. Please remember our new web address pen-趣-阁,,,,

But today, he discovered that there are people in this world who wield weapons faster and more accurately than Entreri. The four fierce bodyguards didn’t even realize what was going on. They fell directly to the ground and died. From the point of view, they didn't realize that death had come before they died.

Cut your throat!

No matter the size or the depth of each cut!

Shocking martial arts!

Terrifying control!

McGide did not dare to imagine how such a sword technique would appear on a boy who seemed to be only fourteen years old!

It's totally unreasonable!

Even the monks in the monastery may not be able to achieve such precise muscle control, this is no ordinary murder! It's art! It is the perfect combination of death and killing!

He suddenly wanted to laugh, he was so stupid to provoke such a terrifying weapon master, a real murderous executioner.

It's a pity that he can't laugh anymore now, after all, anyone with a sharp blade on his neck can't laugh.

"Is there any last words, let's talk about it. For the sake of you being a smart person, I will give you two minutes. Enjoy the last two minutes of your life, and then I will send you to see Balk." Heng used a kind of no emotion. Said the voice.

From this moment on, he would start to persecute McJid in his heart. Through the repeated alternation of hope and despair. Let each of the other's nerves that connect to reason all break down. Become a complete lunatic and idiot.

I have to say that this is very challenging and also very abnormal, but Henry gave himself a good excuse, that is, scientific experiments.

That's right, just like those notorious scientists on the planet, as if they can do some extremely cruel deeds under the label of scientific progress.

For example, conduct radioactivity tests on children. Stuttering orphans are used to test the impact of encouragement or insults on people, to turn the entire population of an island into a nuclear (radiation) test site, etc. What is even more ridiculous is that the countries that conduct these tests actually advertise freedom, democracy and Equal world’s number one power.

In his view, the so-called democracy and freedom are both umbrellas used to cover the ugly nature and human nature of society. As long as human beings survive one day, the so-called beautiful world will never exist.

Regardless of the system, the goal is always to complete the rule and oppression of the majority by the minority. Although there are many good slogans and propaganda on the surface, the essence will never change.

The only difference is that some systems have adopted relatively simple and rude high-pressure policies. Others are more euphemistic and brainwash them over and over again through laws, policies and propaganda. Let the people think that they are living in the most advanced system in the world. In fact, once they lose their strong military and economic capabilities, chaos and violence will immediately follow, and I am afraid that they will not even be as good as second-rate small countries.

The brain of an intelligent creature is a very special and peculiar organ. It not only holds the power of thinking and control of the entire body, but also sometimes deceives itself for certain reasons.

What Henry is doing now is to use words and actions to trigger inducements, test the brain's endurance limit, and how it will react under the threat of death. He believes that if his experiment progresses, it will be of great help to future expansion and control.

After all, this is neither magic nor divine art, but through the brain's own reaction and judgment, nothing can be found at all, even if the gods come, there may not be a way.

One minute passed quickly...

At this moment, McGide's body was soaked with sweat, and his legs were shaking slightly. He used to think that he had been in the street for so many years, he was used to seeing big winds and waves, and he had already put his life and death out, but he was only found out when he put a knife on his neck. It turned out that everything was an illusion. He was not only afraid of death, but also afraid of it. Terrible!

Especially the feeling of silently waiting for death to come is terrible, every second is a devastation to the spirit.

"It seems you have nothing to say, how about I send you on the road as early as possible?"

Seeing the target gritted his teeth for a long time without saying a word, Henry knew that the other party's mental endurance was about to reach its limit, and immediately began to persecute without hesitation, even piercing the tip of the knife into the skin. He knows very well that sometimes pain can bring unexpected effects in a situation of mental tension, perhaps it is a complete breakdown of will, or it may be an outbreak.

Just when a trace of blood was flowing from his neck, McJid suddenly shouted: "No! Wait! You can't kill me! I know all the secrets of the Camel Guild! If you want to annex it, you must have someone who knows it. !"

Henry took the long knife back a little, and asked with a playful smile: "So, you are going to betray? It's interesting, but why do you think you have this value? Or, what can you do to make the desert? Those robbers are obedient?"

"Benefits! As long as you choke the merchants across the desert, you can force them to succumb! The sand pirates today are no longer the desperadoes a few years ago. Because of the large collection of tolls, these guys can no longer tolerate the harsh environment. Looting property in the vast desert. Bypassing my life, I will tell you all the bandit gangs that have contact with the Camel Guild!"

In order to fight for a ray of life, McGide almost fought his life, even blurting out the secrets inside the guild without hesitation. What he did was tantamount to making his own way. Once it reached Modao's ears, he would definitely hire a killer to solve the traitor.

"Go on, let's talk about how it works?"

Henry deliberately pretended to be very interested, but actually waited for the other party to ignite hope before squeezing it out with his own hands. Anyway, the business road to the north had promised to give Hamid a long time ago. As for how this cunning and vicious old man works, he has nothing to do with him.

Feeling that the other party's attitude was loosening, McGide hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and said: "It's easy! First cut off the business route for half a month. Let the sand pirates feel your determination. Then send someone to negotiate. Just give up half of it. , Or even one-third of the profits, they will obey orders obediently. The Camel Guild has basically operated in this way for the past two years, but the control is still in the hands of Sand Pirates, so they take the bulk."

Staring at the expression of mixed fear and expectation on the "venomous snake" face, Henry showed a meaningful smile and patted the opponent's neck with the back of the knife: "You are very smart and know how to use your own advantages to fight for a chance. Sand Pirates Come and go without a trace, and you are one of the few people in the entire Camel Guild who can contact them. Normally. Most people will allow you to live longer even if it is to protect your interests. But..."

Speaking of this, he stopped suddenly, turned his wrist, and cut off the right ear in an instant, followed by slamming the back of the knife on McGide’s face, and continued with a sneer: “But I’m different. I never cared about the tolls, nor did I care if the bandits would be obedient. It would take a bit of time to kill them all. Besides. One more thing, your relationship with Bark makes me feel sick. This is the real thing. The reason for killing you."

"You...you lunatic!"

McJid snarled a low trembling voice covering his ears.

He couldn't believe that the young man in front of him had given up a lot of benefits for that particular habit, insisting on killing himself!

"Crazy? No, I don’t think so. The reason why human beings are divided into two sexes when they are born shows that only when men and women are combined can they conform to the laws of nature and continue the entire race. As a druid, I I think that people like you should be completely wiped out, because your actions have disrupted the laws of nature and the balance of the universe." Henry sneered and slowly raised his weapon...

Hand up and down!

I saw a cold light flashing, and blood spewed out instantly!

McJed only felt a cold between his legs, followed by severe pain rushing to his brain. He screamed and lay on the ground and rolled desperately. He kept hitting the ground with his head, trying to alleviate this indescribable pain. .

"Ah ah ah!!!!!!!!!"

Obviously, an important organ of this guy was cut alive. No, it's not exactly cutting, but a long knife that was slashed at a high speed into a mess.

As one of the most concentrated areas of the body's nerves, this kind of pain is enough to make most people feel that life is better than death, and even fall into a protective coma.

But McGide found that he didn't know why, he hadn't fainted even now, his forehead had been knocked out of blood and he was still sober.

At this moment, Henry, who was standing on the side, shook the blood on his weapon and said in a playful voice: "Does it feel strange? Tell you, I kindly performed a magical technique so that you can Stay awake at all times until the last moment of death. According to my judgment, you will still endure about fifteen minutes to half an hour of pain, until you lose too much blood and shock."

"Devil! You...you are simply a real demon!"

The pain was unbearable, McGide let out a roar in hiss~lightnovelpub.net~ He can feel every second what is better than death, let alone fifteen minutes to half an hour, at most five minutes It is possible to go crazy.

"Thank you for your compliment, but in order to better maintain the natural balance, please be an example first. After you die, I will hang the body on the wall to warn those who still have the same hobbies."

Seeing McGide's struggling appearance, Henry deliberately put on an expression of anger and despair. He wants to give the opponent a double blow at the last moment, and then it is time to wait for the results.

How long can a person remain sane in this state?

I believe the answer will be revealed soon...

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