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Chapter 156 The Black Robe(2/2)

The sharp cutting surface even left a horrific wound on the palm of his left hand, almost cutting off Karl's entire left palm!

Looking at the controller broken in half under his feet, Karl's eyes widened instantly!

"Ouch——!"

The blood servants roared towards him, and the fastest one was only less than one meter away from Karl!

Looking at the eager and bloodthirsty expressions of the blood servants, he could even smell the disgusting stench on their bodies.

In such a tense situation, Karl did not lose his mind. On the contrary, the next second after the controller was cut off, Karl quickly raised his gun and shot the bomb closest to him!

One second before the explosion, Karl shouted loudly.

"Walk!"

Chu Zifeng, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately grabbed Carl's clothes and teleported away with him.

It was just a second before he disappeared that Karl saw a man in black robes.

In the corner of the underground warehouse, behind the dense crowd of blood servants, a man in black robe stood silently, watching him.

Silently, this mysterious man, shrouded in black robes, appeared in the underground warehouse.

No one knows when he came, and no one knows why he only shot once.

After cutting off Carl's controller with one knife, he stopped doing anything and stood quietly, watching Chu Zifeng escape with Carl.

Carl's left hand was bleeding, the wound was deep, and the pain was unbearable.

But the man in black robes who appeared at an unknown moment made the blood all over Karl's body freeze.

He seems very familiar...

Without having time to think about it, Chu Zifeng and Karl disappeared on the spot. Hundreds of blood servants jumped towards the place where they were standing before, but they got nothing.

"boom--!"

Almost the second after Karl and Chu Zifeng left, a huge explosion suddenly sounded from the underground warehouse.

The sky full of fire and the terrifying temperature instantly evaporated the bodies of the blood servants, turning them into a puddle of thick water, which also melted away the construction steel of the entire underground warehouse.

High-temperature bombs are Karl's surefire weapon against blood servants.

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Back on the roof of Yinhui Building, as soon as Karl and Chu Zifeng appeared, there was an explosion in their ears.

Turning his gaze to the Chu Group in the distance, Chu Zifeng's expression became much uglier.

Karl exhaled softly, with a look of luck on his face.

Walking to Chu Zifeng's side, looking at the dark Chu Group building in the distance, Karl smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, the locations where I put the bombs have been calculated, and they will never harm the Chu Group."

What harm does interior construction cause?”

Speaking, Karl shrugged his shoulders.

"Of course, with the tons of construction steel you store in the warehouse, your father's underground vault, and the glass owned by your Chu Group, you probably won't be so lucky."

Looking at the Chu Group in the distance, Chu Zifeng changed his previous stern look and sighed slightly.

"Dad will be angry."

It was still raining lightly in the sky, and the blood on their bodies became even thicker when it was touched by the light rain.

Karl took out a tissue and slowly collected the blood from the blood servant on his body. At the same time, he took out a bandage and bandaged his bleeding left hand.

"You'd better tell him that tonight's incident has something to do with you. After all, if the police intervene, things will become more troublesome. You should have met Senior Xiaobei's uncle. He is a very serious and responsible person."

Chu Zifeng turned his head and looked at Karl's slightly clumsy bandaging, then took the bandage, grabbed Karl's bleeding left hand, bandaged it methodically, and said softly at the same time.

"If I tell him that everything tonight has anything to do with me, he will call me every day and cry to me on the phone."

Stretching out his left hand, Karl comfortably enjoyed the feeling of being bandaged, and at the same time looked at Chu Zifeng teasingly.

"Is it too much for you to cry? Did you burn down his treasury?"

Chu Zifeng shook his head.

"It's too risky for me to cry."

Karl smiled gently, then took back his bandaged left hand and nodded lightly.

Chu Zifeng didn't say anything at all, he still had a dead face.

Karl took off his sunglasses, took out a tissue, wiped a few drops of blood on the mirror, and said with a smile.

"Your father is really good to you. I can feel his love for you and Qianqian. He is a very good father."

"Actually, I'm trying to make up for it, but it was just making up at first, and now it's probably a real relationship. Likewise, I also like him very much."

After saying that, Chu Zifeng inserted the two tactical knives in his hands on the ground.

"Click!"

The next second, the tactical sword that had cut off the heads and limbs of countless blood servants was broken into pieces.

Putting on clean sunglasses, Karl carefully looked at the broken long knife at his feet.

"You don't like using knives, is it because you can't find a knife that can't be damaged by you?" Karl looked at Chu Zifeng with a strange expression, and at the same time handed him a cigarette.

Chu Zifeng took the cigarette that Karl handed him, inhaled hard, and then spit it out.

He rarely smokes, except now, because he needs to calm his racing heart after the war.

"It counts, but more importantly, the knife is too big to carry, and China is very strict about controlling knives."

"You still care about this?"

"My mother cares. She has been unwilling to let me come into contact with these things since I was a child."

Karl pushed up the frames of his sunglasses and looked curiously at the guy in front of him who became very obedient when he mentioned his parents.

"One more thing, you can carry the dagger with you, so it won't be easily discovered by your parents, right?"

Chu Zifeng frowned slightly, acquiescing.

Karl couldn't help laughing.

"You are very much like a primary school student who wants to play games but is afraid to do so. He can only sneak into the study room and turn on the computer after his parents go to bed at night."

"You talk too much."

"Would you like to chat more? I really like chatting with people."

Chu Zifeng looked at Karl indifferently.

"Just because someone is willing to chat with you, doesn't mean I am willing too."

Carl shrugged.
Chapter completed!
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