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Chapter 229 The Curse Script(2/2)

However, since Mr. Jing was aware that a "third party" was involved, he naturally would not continue the fight lest he become someone else's pawn.

This fight also ended hastily with Mr. Mirror and her descendants retreating.

Su Lun watched the entire battle from the mansion on the top of the mountain. Seeing Mr. Jing retreat calmly, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, he received a summons from his senior sister.

Because she had found the blood descendant, she had to leave Kadurante in advance to deal with some matters, and then entrusted Su Lun to help her buy the batch of slaves from the "Daru Tribe" at the auction.

Buying slaves is a small problem, just spend some money and there is no problem.

Only then did Su Lun realize that he was now alone.

Although this was originally the planned situation, even if we don't leave today, Mr. Hei and the others will come tomorrow and they will still have to separate.

Su Lun teleported out of the mansion, feeling something strange all the way.

After a moment, he also figured it out.

It's not that he has any regrets about this beautiful senior sister, it's just that without the protection of his boss, he immediately felt a sense of crisis.

It's like coming out of a heated room for a long time and being suddenly hit by the cold wind, stimulating your whole body.

"No wonder Mr. Jing didn't suggest that I follow them."

Su Lun shook his head and muttered to himself.

The flowers in the greenhouse cannot withstand the ravages of the storm.

The sudden loneliness also made him realize that he had unknowingly become accustomed to being protected by big bosses.

Subconsciously, no matter what happens, the boss will take care of it, and I no longer feel the sense of urgency that I once felt in the gangsters in the outer city of Old Lingtown, who were on the verge of life and death.

Just like when he killed people on the street before, the confidence came not from his own strength, but from Mr. Jing.

Now that I was alone, the sense of crisis came back to me.

"Huh, so that's it."

There was relaxation and relaxation, and Su Lun now clearly felt what he needed, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

His heart suddenly became enlightened, and he walked on the street, stretching out his arms and shaking his feet. He changed his clothes, and his suit was replaced by a set of adventurer's leather armor.

After all the commotion in the city, this face is probably no longer useful.

Mr. Jing, it’s no problem to indulge in whatever way you want.

Now that I am alone, I have to be wretched when I should.

Su Lun didn't have any idol baggage. The silk thread on her fingertips shone brightly and she touched her head. Her thick hair immediately faded away and turned into a bald head. She casually and skillfully applied eyeshadow on her face with oil paint.

Created a familiar smoky eye.

A handsome young man from a wealthy family suddenly turned into a punk-style adventurer.

Su Lun looked at the bald head in the mirror and pursed his lips.
Chapter completed!
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