The little boy fainted.

Deacon Wang whipped his head a few more times. Fang turned his head and said with a grin on his face: "Don't worry, the monster's body is thick-skinned and rough, and it can't be beaten to death. But why did this little monster so excited to see you and call you brother?"

Luo Fei looked at him without answering.

Deacon Wang's eyes flashed a few times, and Fang sneered: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it. When he wakes up, I will naturally have a way to let him speak."

After saying that, he put away his whip and ordered with a cold face: "Go, start cleaning from the first prison room. Today I will supervise you personally to see if you clean it up! If you dare to be lazy and slick, the whip in my hand will not show mercy!"

Seeing the young man's appearance of being angry but not speaking, he sneered in his heart: Fight with me, you kid are a little tender! The prison room is full of splatters of blood and flesh, I don't believe it, you can clean it all!

The whip full of barbed ones in his hand was not all for these monsters!

Today, he wants this little servant to fully understand the consequences of his courage to disobey his orders!

Luo Fei let go of his fist, left the prison room, went to the corner of the door to get the cleaning tools, opened the first prison room, and walked in.

The bull demon sat in the corner, his skin was blooming, his chest was undulating violently. He looked at him without opening his mouth.

"Hurry up! I want to be lazy when I am slow? I am asking you to work, not to be hard on time!"

Deacon Wang followed in, started to pick on his thorns, and scolded him with a gloomy face.

Luo Fei lowered his head and swept the floor, his face unable to see clearly.

Seeing that the little servant finally admitted his conscience, Deacon Wang finally felt a sigh of anger in his heart, snorted coldly, raised the whip in his hand, and slapped it up with a "swish" and said angrily: "I'm deaf? I'm asking you to do it quickly!"

The whip didn't hit.

Luo Fei retreated to the corner of the wall, holding a broom in one hand, and pressing the kitchen knife at his waist.

The kitchen knife was hidden in the robe and could hardly be seen from the outside.

Deacon Wang was stunned when he saw the whip fall, and Fang was stunned and said in disbelief: "How dare you hide?"

Usually, those servants did something wrong and kowtowed, letting him beat him casually, only dared to cry and beg for mercy, and never dared to hide.

After all, the traitor has a humble status, but he is a deacon. Even if he accidentally kills the other party, he will not be punished.

But he didn't expect that this little servant contradicted him yesterday, but today he actually avoided his punishment within his management scope, which made him feel incredible.

"Good boy! I originally thought that you were just a little bit of a punishment, but I didn't understand the rules. I wanted to punish you with a little bit of punishment. I didn't expect you to be so arrogant!"

Deacon Wang smiled grimly, turned around, closed the prison door, then dusted the whip full of flesh and blood in his hands, and said in a dark voice: "Boy, it's too late to kneel down and beg for mercy now!"

"Bang!"

He dusted the whip in his hand and slapped the bluestone slab on the ground, making a crisp and loud sound.

He did not go directly, but looked at the bull demon in the corner and smiled gloomyly: "Today I will give you a small servile servant with fine skin and tender flesh to satisfy your cravings!"

After saying that, he suddenly took a few steps forward and whipped the little servant with a whip!

Sure enough, the little servant hid to the right and stood in front of the bull demon.

Deacon Wang smiled and seemed to see the bloody scene of the little servant's head being bitten off. The last time the servant died like this!

However, to his surprise, the bull demon was still hiding in the corner and motionless.

"Is it because I just beat him too hard, and this beast was too seriously injured and lost his strength?"

Deacon Wang secretly regretted it, so he had to wave the whip and whip it up again.

Luo Fei retreated again and almost stuck with the bull demon in the corner.

He no longer hesitated, let go of the broom in his hand, lifted the robe, and pulled out the kitchen knife from his waist.

Deacon Wang paused and stared at the kitchen knife in his hand for a few seconds. Fang was unable to confirm and said, "Cookie Knife?"

A strange heat suddenly surged in Luo Fei's body and began to surge towards his wrist!

Deacon Wang let out a "pop" and couldn't help laughing out loud, and teasing her with an idiot's expression on his face: "No wonder you kid is so arrogant. It turns out that you carry a kitchen knife with you! Hahahaha..."

Just as he was laughing, the bull demon sitting in the corner suddenly said, "Old man! Is he still laughing when he dies?"

Deacon Wang's laughter gradually stopped.

A sharp look flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Luo Fei suddenly raised the kitchen knife in his hand, and slashed towards him with a "swish" sound!

Deacon Wang was shocked, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes widened!

but……

Nothing happened.

Luo Fei held the kitchen knife and waited for a few seconds. Seeing that he was still standing there intact, Fang murmured awkwardly: "Does there be no sword light?"

Deacon Wang breathed a sigh of relief and was so scared that he was sweating in cold sweat.

It turns out that this little bastard is bluffing!

He decided not to talk nonsense anymore, raised the whip in his hand, and prepared to kill this little bastard!

"Swish!"

Luo Fei was so angry that he suddenly raised the kitchen knife in his hand again and threw it at him with all his strength!

The kitchen knife flew away in a spiral!

Deacon Wang sneered, calmly raised his left hand and slapped it, and steadily caught the kitchen knife with a sarcastic look on his face: "That's all that? Boy, look at it, I'll let you see what a real flying knife is!"

After saying that, he held the hilt tightly, first quickly raised it back, then threw it forward with a "swish" sound!

However, the kitchen knife did not fly out in the direction he threw it out. But after a few rotations, it turned around and flew towards him with a "swish" sound!

"Click!"

The kitchen knife slashed directly into his neck!

The sneer and sarcasm on Deacon Wang's face suddenly stiffened.

Luo Fei and the bull demon sitting in the corner opposite each other were open, stunned.

"This...this is impossible..."

Deacon Wang widened his eyes, raised his left hand tremblingly, held the kitchen knife on his neck, and tried to pull it out, but he no longer had the strength.

"Click!"

The whip in his hand fell to the ground.

He opened his mouth in despair, like a dried fish, trying to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

A large amount of blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth and nose. He staggered a few steps on the spot, then his body softened, fell to the ground, and died completely.

He still widened his eyes and died with his eyes open.

Luo Fei was stunned for a while, and woke up in shock and hurried over and pulled out the kitchen knife from his neck.

The kitchen knife cut very deep, almost cutting off his neck.

"Brother, drag this old man over here and let me eat his head! Go out and bring a bucket of water and wipe the blood on the ground there, and never leave any traces! After you pack up here, you go out and shout for help, saying that I suddenly attacked this old man!"

The bull demon suddenly stood up and said.

Luo Fei turned his head, stared at him, and without thanking him, he immediately dragged Deacon Wang's body over and then quickly walked out of the prison.

No matter when, the thanks in words are not as effective as possible.

This bull demon took the responsibility for killing people on his own initiative, so naturally he could not be punished with just a few thanks.

After he left, Niu Yaofang raised his head and looked at the heavy iron gate.

Behind the iron gate, there was a deep trace!

The young man just now did not release his sword light, but... he put it in a wrong way.

"That kitchen knife is not simple."
Chapter completed!