Chapter 857
"After receiving the news of Cohen Tron’s death, I have been conducting secret investigations for the past few months to find out who killed my son, but Rondo Manor The auction, the identity of the guests participating in the auction, the tone is very strict, I still have no clue, until a week ago, an old friend of mine, the whole sequence of events, the investigation clearly wrote me a letter Believe!"
Speaking of here, Adolf, whose old eyes were shining with hatred, jumped from the cargo box, walked to the container where Prince Boateng was, and bitterly Xiang Pu Lins Boateng said in a low voice:
"Prince Boateng, son of a bitch, if you are persuaded, after knowing that Bispin is coming to Frosynone, you will be obedient. Take the train back to the Odin Empire and back to your Boateng family. Even if I know that you are the murderer of my poor little Cohen Tron, I can’t do anything about you!"
" But you just wanted to kill Connor Ferguson, in order to avenge Reyes for his severed arm in Benitesburg, and stayed in Frosynone! Do you think this is, even you yourself are helping me to you Revenge, Prince Boateng, do you think I should thank you?"
"Stop! Adolf, do it!" Feeling the hatred in Adolf’s words, Prin S. Boateng closed his eyes and said stiffly:
Hearing what Prince Boateng said, a cruel and weird smile appeared on Adolf’s old face. He shook his fingers at Prince Boateng and said, "No no no...Prince, you think too much, how can I be so stupid to do it myself, I don’t So stupid!"
"Prince Boateng, I don’t think I didn’t know that your Boateng family, the unique Blood Soul curse, was planted on you. Whoever kills you Will be entangled by the Blood Soul curse, so it will be checked out by your family’s Blood Soul instrument, so how can I be so stupid to do it myself!” At the end, Adolf’s voice became extremely soft, and then he slowed down. Slowly from the space ring, he took out something that looked like an oak wine barrel, and tapped it lightly.
"ka! ka! ka! ka!"
Listening to this slightly dull voice, Adolf looked at Prince Boateng and said, "Trust me, Pu Lins Boateng, you will be very interested in the little things in this bucket!"
Although Prince Boateng has his eyes closed, his spirit strength, It seemed that he had sensed what was in this oak barrel. He suddenly opened his eyes, and the fiercely looked towards Adolf and said: "Adolf, you know Cohen Trang, that is, your son. How did you die?"
"He offended me. He offended a member of the Boateng family in West Ham. Do you know what happened to Adolf?"
"So my men didn't kill him very happily. They first maimed your son's two arms and two legs, and then when he was awake, little by little peeled off his P. In order to prevent him from dying of pain, we give him some healing potions from time to time, so that he can feel the pain more clearly!"
"Adolf, you know howling Cohen Trang is a little fellow , How miserable? hahahaha, looking back now, I still feel comfortable all over, that is the most beautiful voice I have ever heard. After peeling P for an hour, he also called for an hour!"
"In the end, he really didn't have the strength. We poured a layer of barbecue sauce on him, and then we rewarded him to some of my hounds, those cute little fellows, who ate your son too Fragrant..." Under Adolf’s gaze, Prince Boateng recklessly insulted, Adolf’s dead son, his eyes were full of mocking expressions, as if It is ridiculing Adolf's powerlessness.
Adolf who quietly watched Prince Boateng’s performance and listened to these words in his ears was indeed as full as Prince Boateng had expected. It was an angry look. Both hands were also tightly held, as if they would punch Prince Boateng's head at any time.
Just as Prince Boateng tried his best to show Adolf his ridicule, while in the heart secretly shouted: "Hurry up" when he was disappointed. , Under his watch, Adolf clenched his fist and actually let it go. He shook the head and said solemnly at Prince Boateng who was close at hand: "Prince Boateng, you have been on your mouth for so many years. Kung fu is still so sharp. I know that you are doing this to motivate me to kill you quickly, but I almost didn’t hold back doing it to you..."
Hearing what Adolf said, the desperate Prince Boateng immediately wanted to say something more, but he just opened his mouth and has not had time to continue to say something, Adolf thoughts move, Prince. Boateng only felt the brass ring on his throat tighten suddenly, and then his breathing was oppressed, and he couldn't say anything. The only thing he could do was to be like a fish that got out of the water. Breathe as hard as possible...
"Prince Boateng, don’t worry, don’t worry, just give me half an hour and I will let These little fellows are trained to their best condition, and then let them play with you!" Pointing to the oak barrels aside, Adolf said softly:
Driven by the survival instinct, he is trying to breathe Prince Boateng, upon hearing Adolf’s words, the look in his eyes suddenly filled with fear and despair, while Adolf ignored Prince Boateng’s opening of each minding their own business. After he took out the oak barrels from the space ring, he began to use spell to operate.
Half an hour later, Adolf smiled and threw the oak barrel with the lid open, filled with water, trapped in Prince Boateng’s large container, the next second , Hundreds of small blue fishes the size of fingers swam out of the oak barrels, wandering around the container with great energy.
At first glance, these small blue fish are not very eye-catching. They are no different from the silver film fish that are sold for a penny and ten fish sauces on the market, but if you look carefully, you will I can see that there is a very dense red at the center of the pupils of their eyes, and their teeth are also very fine and sharp like a saw, with a sense of layering...