Therefore, Monka finally escaped alone under Smog's roundup, leaving only his stupid son, the landlord's family, to atone for his sins.

From prisoners in labor camps to errands in Debang troops, from errands in troops to train new soldiers

Berumeber didn't know how much effort he had put in, nor how many ideological reports and political materials he had written.

Finally, he finally successfully transformed and stood out to become a determined Demacia Justice Warrior.

"The road ahead is still long, work hard!"

Joseph patted Berumeber's shoulder with satisfaction, took out another book and handed it to him:

"This is the practice textbook that we Debang soldiers will learn in the future. Take it back and take a look!"

"yes!"

Berumeber nodded heavily, feeling very excited:

He finally got rid of the ugly identity of the second generation of the army and ushered in a new life.

After some greetings, Berumeber bid farewell to the two commanders Joseph and Johnny and walked towards his residence.

He held the book "Swordsman" tightly along the way, and couldn't wait to go home and comprehend in detail.

However, as soon as Berumebo opened the door, he found that his house was being messed up like a thief.

As soon as he walked inside, he saw a tall man sitting on the sofa:

He is burly and has a thorny muscle. He only has one hand intact, but the other hand is a sharp giant axe.

"Dad?!"

Berumeber was stunned: "Why are you here?"

The visitor was the former Navy, the current wanted criminal Monca, the father of Berumeber.

"hehe"

Monca smiled coldly, then waved the handful of bills in his hand:

"I heard you are doing well, I'll see you."

"You spent so much money before, it doesn't matter if you give me some now, right?"

""

Berumebo swallowed, instinctively feeling a little scared at his extremely cruel father:

"This, our troops are stationed here!"

"how?"

Monca's smile became a little cruel:

"Boy, do you want to report your father?"

"When, of course not"

Berumeber's face was very stiff, but one hand quietly grabbed the hilt of the knife around his waist.

"That's good."

Monca deliberately soothes his tone, and then walked to Berumeber without defense.

boom!

The swords and axes intersect in the lightning and flashing.

Amid the lingering sound of Jin Tiezheng, Monca and Berumebo intertwined.

Finally, with one move, Berumeber fell to the ground in blood.

"Stupid brat!"

Monca said coldly:

"What kind of ** soup did they give you? Even your father wants to catch it?"

Monca deliberately ran here to rob his son, just to make sure that his cowardly and incompetent silly son did not dare to speak out, and he was not afraid of troops chasing him if he robbed him.

But Monca did not expect that in less than a year, Berumeber dared to draw his sword at him so decisively.

"I'm already a Debon warrior!"

Berumebo's voice was hard, but his tone was very firm:

"You, you will have to atone for your sins!"

"This is justice!"

"Pooh!"

"justice?"

"I'm a naval colonel. Do you still know what 'justice' is?"

Monca scolded impatiently, and stopped looking at Berumeber who had already fallen into a coma.

He packed up the property he snatched from his son's house and prepared to embark on an seemingly endless escape.

Before leaving, Monca noticed a book protected by Berumeber on his chest.

"Sword Hero? From Beginner to Mastery?"

"interesting"
Chapter completed!