The road of acting from Douluo

Chapter 769 The Miserable Bloodthirsty Banquet
Komaji ignored the murmur of the pharmacy owner, he just wanted to buy the medicine and go back and change his clothes.

The pharmacy owner skillfully grabbed the medicine for Komaji, but his eyes kept scanning the blood-stained clothes on Komaji.

The gaze of the pharmacy owner was caught by Komaji. He was not familiar with the pharmacy owner, and he didn't know what the other party would do when he saw the blood on his body, so Komaji was somewhat nervous.

"Hehe, don't worry, kid. I don't know how to do anything. I have some spare clothes here, so I'll give them to you. Wearing clothes covered in blood will surely cause you a lot of trouble Bar?"

Before Komaji could reply, the pharmacy owner took out a gray dress from the room and handed it to Komaji, "Go inside and change."

Komaji looked at the smiling face of the pharmacy owner in surprise, nodded gratefully and said, "Please, I will change it soon."

Not long after, Komaji, who had changed his clothes, said goodbye to the pharmacy owner with a smile. He never thought that he would be targeted by the swordsmanship dojo for two consecutive days.

At the same time, he also learned more or less about the cruel treatment suffered by the children who joined the Suryu Dojo before.If he hadn't been a little bit capable, he might have been quietly killed by the people in the swordsmanship dojo now.

Komaji looked at his chiseled arm, if Rota hadn't given him a chance last night, maybe he would be a corpse now.

The master of the swordsmanship gym completely lost in the two links of carelessness and lack of information. If the master of the swordsmanship hall had taken precautions, it is estimated that Komaji would not kill him so easily.

There is only one life, and the carelessness of the swordsmanship gym owner also caused his death. This is undeniable. There are not so many opportunities to start over in the world.

Komaji quickly returned to the dojo, and Keizang and Rota also noticed that Komaji had changed his clothes, so they guessed something.However, since Komaji came back safely, there was nothing wrong with them.

This kind of thing can be understood with one's feet. It must be that the opposite swordsmanship dojo is messing up again.

"Mr. Qingzang, let me visit them tomorrow, I can't make things difficult for the younger generation."

"Well, that's exactly what I mean. Tomorrow, let's go to their door to ask them for advice. It doesn't matter if there is no evidence. Does the elder need a reason to vent his anger on the younger?"

Rota smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes and said, "You mean kicking the gym? It's very interesting. I haven't indulged in a long time. It just so happens that this opportunity is rare."

As time passed slowly, everyone in the Soryu Dojo rested one after another.Compared with the stability of the people in the Suliu Dojo, the apprentices in the Sword Art Dojo are a little anxious.

Five members disappeared yesterday, and even the owner disappeared today. Is that kid so difficult to deal with?

After thinking about it, all the apprentices in the swordsmanship dojo still couldn't calm down, and several of them spontaneously went out to find the trace of the master.

Just as everyone was searching, a curly-haired man in a black striped kimono appeared in their field of vision.

In the middle of the night, a strange person appeared on the street, which instantly attracted the attention of many swordsmanship apprentices.

"In addition to us, there are people hanging around outside at night, maybe they have some contact with the owner of the museum, let's go and question him!"

Just do it, a group of swordsmanship apprentices, led by an older swordsman, surrounded the man who was walking towards them.

"Hey, have you ever met the owner of our museum? If you know what you want to say, you should tell the truth. For the sake of being so weak, we might let you go!"

The surrounding swordsmanship apprentices also echoed triumphantly, their attitudes appearing extremely arrogant.

"Oh? What did you scumbags just say? You think I'm weak?"

The man in the black striped kimono showed displeasure on his face, and slowly raised his head to look at the swordsmen opposite him with his blood-red eyes.

Unfortunately, this group of guys directly stepped into the minefield of this man named Wu Mi. What he hates the most is that others say that he is weak behind his back.

Looking at the man's scarlet pupils, the swordsmen were stunned, and the crotches of many of them became warm instantly, and a smell of urine permeated the whole air.

"I'm sorry, please let the little one go, it's really bad that the little one was blind just now..."

Before the leading swordsman could finish speaking, Wu Mi slapped his face with his hand, and the huge force directly broke his neck.

After killing only one swordsman, how could Wu Mi be relieved, exuding a cold aura, staring fiercely at the other swordsmen, "Today, none of you can leave."

Then Wu Mi brutally killed the remaining swordsmen in one go, and by the way, asked about the location of the swordsmanship dojo.

It is obviously impossible for a few swordsmen in the area to calm down Wu Mi's anger. Wu Mi walked slowly towards the swordsmanship dojo. He was going to start a bloodthirsty feast tonight.

"This is the swordsmanship dojo. Why are they all weak people of this level? It seems that there is nothing to worry about."

Originally, Wu Mi also planned to find some strong people to fill the lack of seats in Twelve Ghost Moons.However, after perceiving the swordsmen in the fencing dojo, they found that they were all talented players, which made Wu Mi give up his thoughts.

Shangxian Er, who was finally found before, could not be contacted for some reason, and Wu Mi could only conclude that it was dead.Although a bit sloppy, he has never been the kind of indecisive person.

A winding II is gone, just get another one.If Hei Si Mou turned his back on the water, Wu Mi might feel a little bit of pain, but other things are optional.

The corner of Wu Mi's mouth curled up slightly, and he stepped into the swordsmanship dojo...

A few minutes later, Wu Mi walked out of the swordsmanship dojo in a happy mood. It was enough for him to let go of all the unhappiness in his heart just to vent.

To say that the only fly in the ointment is that he has not found an outstanding strong man.If it weren't for Wu Mi's intentional torture of them, the time would not even take a few minutes, maybe they could be dealt with in less than a minute.

"Seeing human beings of your level, I feel the horror of those guys from the Ghost Killing Squad even more!" Wuyou said with emotion to himself.

The purity of this group of apprentices in the fencing dojo is too low, so low that they almost want to laugh.Even he was ashamed of his poor eyesight, before he even thought that he could find a good candidate for the Twelve Ghost Moons in this kind of place.Now it seems that he was thinking too much!
"Huh? There is actually a Soryu dojo opposite? It looks a little deserted. Let's forget about today. Come visit them again when you have time."

Wu Mi's clever decision also saved him from a catastrophe. You must know that there is a terrifying person in the current Soryu Dojo that makes Wu Mi's face change.

Wu Mi thought that he had let the Suliu Dojo go, but actually found a way out for himself, but he himself didn't know it yet.

Su Liu entered the venue, and Rota, who was meditating with his eyes closed, smelled a familiar smell from the air, followed by a strong smell of blood.

"Hey... tonight looks quite extraordinary... Let's go and see tomorrow, even if we go now, it's probably too late."

Ordinary people could hardly notice the smell of blood coming from the opposite side, and only a practitioner like Rota could have the ultimate grasp of the surrounding things.

Although the ground in the swordsmanship dojo is full of bloody smell, it will take some time for the bloody smell to spread. It is estimated that it will not be able to attract the attention of the surrounding people until tomorrow morning.

Sure enough, people are doing the work and the sky is watching. Before Luota can make a move, the evil swordsmanship dojo has already been sanctioned.

"This can be regarded as one of the few acts of kindness you have done, Wu Mi..."

(End of this chapter)