"metropolitan!"

The light was dim and there was not even a single light on. I could only see the shadow in a blur, sitting in my seat, motionless.

"Duncan is dead!"

Dawson knelt down with a pounce, looked up at the Slanka family leader, "That Jiang Ning suddenly appeared, killed them, we... failed again!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he pushed all the responsibilities on Jiang Ning's head.

This is indeed the case.

But to the sect leader, he only felt that Dawson and the others were incompetent!

"Duncan is dead,"

The sect leader stood up, slowly walked down the steps, and walked straight to Dawson. Dawson then saw the face clearly, which was so gloomy, "Why don't you die?"

Dawson was stunned, his whole body tense.

"Sect Master...Sect Master! Give me another chance, and you...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, the sect leader slapped Dawson's head with one hand and a click.

The head bursts!

Blood spilled all over the floor!

"Drag and feed the dog."

The sect leader didn't even look at Dawson.

Such a person who is disrespectful to himself should have died long ago, no matter who he is, no matter whether he is a merit or a demerit.

Didn't Duncan teach Dawson about the rules of entering this castle?

No sounds are allowed, no look up at yourself, no shirk responsibility.

Duncan really never taught him, so how could he have time?

The sect leader walked back to his seat, and two shadows came out of the corner. One was dragging Dawson's servant Ranshan to shut Shanyiyi's body away, and the other knelt on one knee respectfully and looked down at the ground.

"Sect Master, won't you continue to grab the Casino branch?"

“No need.”

The sect leader said lightly, "Since that city has been controlled by that man named Jiangning, let's do it for the time being."

"But, we need..."

"I said, no need!"

Slanka Sect Master, his voice became cold, "Do your own business, that person will definitely come again. No matter how many people die, the castle must be kept."

"yes!"

The shadow dissipates.

The sect leader sat on his chair, reached out and rubbed his chest, and let out a long breath.

The feeling of powerlessness and pressure made him feel a little depressed.

It is not a good thing that a large family that has been passed down for hundreds of years is targeted.

"A terrible oriental."

The sect leader sighed, "It's not just that man, but even the guy named Jiangning in the casino is not easy to mess with."

He narrowed his eyes and leaned against the chair to relax himself.

Suddenly, there was a strong murderous aura in the cracks of his squinting eyes, staring at the location at the gate!

A figure stood there like a sword, instantly piercing into his heart!

"You are here again!"

"Where is the boxing score?"

A hoarse voice sounded, and the strange mask made the sect leader tremble in his heart.

"I said, even if you kill me, you may not be able to find it."

The sect leader was still leaning on that, but it was much calmer than the last time the two of them fought. "There are so many branches of the Slanka family, including the clan, in total, fourteen. Do you know where I would put the boxing script?"

He smiled a little contemptuously and mocked.

Especially, when he saw a stronger murderous aura in his eyes under the mask, he was excited!

"Otherwise, try again, can you force me to ask about the whereabouts of the boxing script from me?"

Two pairs of eyes look at each other.

The next second, both of them moved!

Bang!

Bang!
Chapter completed!