You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 105 Etiquette!Benevolence and righteousness!
York Hobbs regrets it now.

Very sorry.

An exquisite mask with snowflakes painted on it covered the middle half of his face, but it couldn't stop the sweat from dripping down his forehead.

If he had not chosen to go out tonight, he should be reading a book on his big yellow wood bed and spending time with his wife.

Maybe you can ask the maid to bring you a glass of red wine from "Hegandoles" and have a few drinks.

As the actual organizer of the Miss Moon Grass auction, he certainly does not need to participate in every auction.

Just do a random "spot check" once or twice to make sure that the direction of things is under your control.

He didn't expect that he would be chosen tonight.

Where did the news leak out?
His brain was spinning wildly, recalling every link of the arrangement as if he was trying to save something.

From the guards at the venue to the guests participating in the auction, they were all carefully selected after he inspected them several times.

If anything, Jared, the factory manager who was recommended by the investors rather than chosen by him, was indeed a bit over-enthusiastic about the auction.

They even offered to go without masks to ensure that guests could more trust the “background” of the auction.

But this is also very reasonable. After all, all sources of Mystic Moon Grass are provided by those investors.

The representatives they sent certainly hoped that the auction could attract more powerful guests.

Besides, it was Jared himself who took the biggest risk.

There is no reason to doubt him.

Who on earth is it?
not understand.

York's eyeballs were swollen and red from extreme tension.

Regret took over his mind.

Ruined!
This time, the city lord caught him unawares and asked him to admire some "white fern".

What the hell is that!
The mixture of red and white liquid on the ground only made him feel nauseated.

The fishy smell came from the ground at the entrance of the factory to the inside of the factory.

Dispersed the fragrance of moongrass oil.

It also awakened York's instinctive fear of predators as a creature.

He began to tremble and fear.

But he can't just give up resistance yet!
His life finally got on the right track.

Became the master of "Talek".

He would never allow himself to lose everything like this!
A trace of determination flashed in York's eyes.

He used all his strength, briefly overcame his body's fear, and squeezed two words out of his throat.

The sound echoed in the quiet factory and reached the ears of everyone present.

"Go!"

Hands-on?

Hear this voice after a long silence.

Ige felt that all the blood in his body was suddenly pumping.

The pain is growing!

His already extremely gloomy face was completely distorted.

waited so long.

I've given you so many opportunities.

As a result, you can only reply to me with "do it"?
What about compliments on my paintings?

What about the amazement at my exquisite painting skills?
Nothing.

What!also!without!have!
Ige was deeply disappointed with everyone present.

But the guards in the factory no longer had the intention to speculate on the city lord's psychology.

When they heard York's words, they came back to their senses as if they had found their backbone and entered a fighting state.

People rushed towards the door from all corners of the huge factory building.

It was only then that many guests discovered that the security force in the auction house was far more than the five or six people on the surface.

The human hands hidden behind many larger factory equipment and workbenches all rushed towards Ige under York's instructions.

Iger saw both bravery and fear in these thugs.

They dared not look directly at him, but they rushed towards him resolutely.

Like a brave man who wants to eradicate evil even if he sacrifices himself.

wrong!

Totally wrong! !
Ig's anger grew even stronger.

His body began to twitch along with his face, and the rising anger made his whole body seem to boil.

These people were not listening to him at all!
They had no idea how much praise they deserved for the painting they had just completed.

They only care about their own lives and the fat on their heads.

So stupid!

The thugs coming like a tide were getting closer and closer, and Iger could even see clearly the expressions on their faces that were a mixture of awe, fear and determination.

This made him feel almost extremely unhappy.

Why can't these idiots understand that the best fate for their useless heads is to use the color red to please the gods?
Ig felt so kind that he even went out of his way to calm these people down by showing them the glorious possibility of a wonderful future - becoming part of the beautiful white fern.

"You guys are so ungrateful!"

The boiling blood made his voice hoarse and cruel.

The four short-haired strong men who were already close were stunned when they heard Ige's words.

But Ige no longer had the patience to wait for them.

He gave these guys so much time and so many opportunities.

But they didn't cherish him at all and trampled on his good intentions.

Then
Die!

A green light suddenly appeared on Ige's body.

This light is not only not rich, but has a vague feeling of thinness.

But this is the manifestation of the body's transformation from fine bronze to Huayin!

The thin light guided the majestic power to converge on Ige's fists.

He bulged up his gnarled muscles and fired his bow left and right at the four thugs who were rushing towards him.

Fists collided with fists one after another.

bang bang bang bang-

The sound of continuous blows spread throughout the venue like beating death notes.

Just a brief encounter.

The faint light wrapped around Ige's fist had already shattered the rich green light on the fists of the attacking thugs.

clack clack-

The arms of the thugs who were sparring with Ig were bulging back unnaturally.

The terrifying power that came from them was beyond their ability to contend with.

Almost in the next second.

"what--"

The huge pain caused by the displacement of the entire arm made several people scream out.

Their hands immediately dropped down helplessly.

Never submit to their control again.

Ige stamped his left foot on the ground and leaned forward without hesitation, getting close to the thugs who were still immersed in the unbearable pain caused by the torn bones.

The right hand was like a flashing poisonous snake, blasting continuously in the direction of the thugs' heads.

This time, these people have no means to stop Ige!

bang bang bang-

Violent crashes sounded one after another, as if hitting the heart of everyone present.

puff-

The sound of muscles exploding soon followed.

Then there was the sound of flesh and blood falling to the ground.

Look again.

The four strong men at the head have turned into four standing fountains!

From the broken neck, blood spurted out in all directions.

The entire ground turned red in the blink of an eye.

The thugs coming from behind stopped involuntarily.

They looked at the extremely uncomfortable sight in front of them, and the fear in their hearts spread like wildfire.

For a moment, the whole place fell into an eerie silence.

Only the thugs' subconscious swallowing sounds and the gurgling sound of blood were left.

at some point.

Snapped--

The first headless corpse lost its balance because it consumed too much blood and fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

The black coat on his body has been stained with blood so that the original color cannot be seen clearly.

Then came the second and third bodies.

Snapped--

When the last horrifying headless corpse merged with the pool of blood on the ground.The tension in the hearts of the black-clothed thugs reached its highest point.

Of course there was a reason why the four people at the front dared to take the lead.

They are the four strongest people in the escort team.

Each of them is a strong man who has been soaked in the bronze level for many years.

However, even such people were dealt with so easily by the city lord.

The thugs really don't know where their chances of winning are.

Facing Ige's bloodthirsty and cold eyes, an unprecedented terrifying pressure enveloped everyone's hearts.

It was as if they were not fighting someone of the same species as themselves.

It's more like a weak animal living in the jungle encountering a cruel and murderous predator.

"What are you waiting for?!"

"Hurry up and come together!"

"You don't think that there is still room for maneuver when things have reached this point, right?"

"If we don't kill him, all of us will be doomed!"

At this time, there were more than a dozen thugs between York and Eagle.

Unlike the thugs who faced Ige directly, he couldn't see the situation clearly at the front, so he felt less pressure.

Seeing that the thugs were hesitant to move forward, he immediately scolded them loudly.

The thugs who were dominated by fear were awakened by the sudden sound of orders.

Yes, they have no way out.

Appeared at the scene of the Mystical Moon Grass transaction, and was even seen by the city lord himself.

What awaits them in the future is undoubtedly the death penalty.

If they don't take advantage of the overwhelming number of people to deal with Ige, and the guards will arrive by then, they will really have no chance of survival.

"on!"

"Kill him quickly!"

I don't know who among the thugs shouted the first sound, and then the shouts of killing came one after another.

These strong men use this method to dispel the uneasiness in their hearts.

The effect is remarkable.

As loud roars burst out from their throats, the sense of power returned to the thugs' bodies.

They took steps again and charged towards Ige.

Fifteen burly figures brought a powerful momentum.

It also restored the confidence of those guests who were frightened by wearing masks.

Fifteen against one, the advantage is mine!
What these thugs who were eager to deal with Ige first didn't know was that Ige never intended to let the guards help him in a head-on battle.

So the longer they wait, the more reinforcements will come over——

There are many thugs guarding and guarding the factory outside the factory.

However, it doesn't matter whether the thugs know this or not.

Because Ige has decided to give these incorrigible fools an end!
The scarlet ground reflected in his retinas, causing his restless emotions to slide towards the unknown abyss.

He opened his eyes wide, which were already filled with bloodshot threads like spider webs.

【Elegant Crushed Skull】!
The world has changed.

The lights in the factory were no longer lights, but an endless chaos.

The ground was covered in a crawling carpet of red flesh.

Bright and attractive.

However, none of this can compare to the continuous glow in the center of the field of vision.

It seems like a flickering light curtain, and like stars in the deep night sky.

So beautiful.

Eagle couldn't help but open his mouth.

In the mouth, saliva is secreted.

Really want
Really want
I really want to tear it apart!
Ige's anger was transformed into a more special emotion by this magnificent sunset.

It is a combination of possessiveness, creation and destruction.

The sunset is getting closer.

The touching sight made it almost impossible for Igor to control himself.

This is something even more exciting than sex.

What exactly is it?

Iger is guided by his strong thirst for knowledge.

He moved his palm from Xiaguang's right side to the left.

The first moment when the side of the hand comes into contact with the light.

Everything was as he expected.

Such a gorgeous and precious sunset indeed has a magical power that makes people deeply intoxicated.

Go left, go left again.

Under the warm touch of the glow, Ige's hand moved gently to the left.

A faint feeling of warmth lingered in his heart.

It made him even doubt whether the angry person before was still him.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the encounter is, it will eventually end.

Wait until the entire sunset has been divided by Iger.

All the beautiful scenes in front of me gradually faded away.

The vulgar light once again illuminated the ground in front of the black-robed priest.

It was a slaughterhouse covered with headless corpses!
Red and white blend together and turn into a warm pale pink.

Iger lowered his head slightly and looked at the scarlet picture formed by countless radiating blood stains on the front of his robe, and the gloves on his body made of countless brains.

My heart feels extremely peaceful and peaceful.

He got it.

That is - "etiquette"!

"Etiquette" is not a violent and cruel thing at all.

It is the kindness of helping an enemy remove his head.

It is also the morality of assisting an enemy who does not want to die.

Etiquette is benevolence and righteousness!

Benevolence and righteousness are skull-crushing!

Ige felt that he was getting closer to the etiquette of the gods.

He felt better than ever.

Breathing in the fresh and sweet air.

And the other side.

York was beyond frightened.

His face was as pale as a piece of paper.

His body was heaving, as if he was about to faint in the next second.

He couldn't imagine it at all.

The guard team he carefully built could be killed so easily.

Seeing the almost morbid joy in Ige's eyes.

York's tears and snot could not stop flowing.

He doesn't want to die yet.

Especially not wanting to die in such a painful way.

clap clap-

Suddenly, a series of footsteps on a pool of blood sounded from his side.

York barely controlled his body, which was almost not obeying his orders, and looked to the side.

I saw a brown-haired man walking past him and walking straight towards Ige.

Is that Jared? !

How dare he? !

The sound of Jared's footsteps also attracted Eagle, who was intoxicated in his own realization.

Eagle turned his attention to the man approaching him.

Jared's expression was far calmer than that of the guests at the auction venue.

He is not tall, but there is an invisible momentum in his posture as he walks towards Ige step by step.

When he was only about ten steps away from Eagle, he suddenly stopped.

His right hand took out a small gun from his pocket?
Eagle could only judge this way, because the shape of it was indeed very similar to those bulky guns he had seen that required ammunition to be inserted through the mouth of the tube.

It's just that the gun in front of me is smaller. The barrel is silver-white and has a rotating loading port?
Realizing the doubts that Ig inadvertently revealed, Jared felt even more proud.

He held the gun in his right hand and pointed it at Eagle, and said to him in a confident tone:

"Times have changed."

"idiot!"

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