Pirate reincarnated into slime

Chapter 95 Small Scenes

After a few minutes.

The bodyguard was sweating profusely, panting slightly, and fixed his eyes on Roland, "You're so strong... who the hell are you?"

Roland looked at the other party with a faint smile on his face, "Your strength is pretty good."

Of course, his heart is not as calm as it seems on the surface. If it is not because his body is a slime, he will not feel tired, otherwise how can he still be so lively?

After all, the opponent was extremely powerful and very fast, and Roland, who was attacking each other, had completely exerted all the strengths that could be displayed in [Swordsmanship·Intermediate].

However, although it was a bit exhausting, Roland felt inexplicably hearty, this is the battle!
Moreover, thinking that it was impossible for him to be truly injured, Roland felt that the other party was actually his partner, so of course he had to make good use of it, so he didn't use the ability of mimicry.

However, for this sparring partner, Roland did not intend to give him money, but to kill him.

After fighting for a while, due to physical fatigue, the bodyguard's spirit couldn't hold on anymore, and wounds began to appear on his body.

In the room, apart from the two fighting, there was also Horton.

At first, because he was more confident in his bodyguard, he stood aside and watched. Now, he also realized that something was wrong, and was walking slowly towards the door, ready to escape.

He believed that as long as he ran away, with the strength of his bodyguards, it would not be difficult to leave, although he might suffer some injuries.

Naturally, it was impossible for Roland to let the master run away like this, so after pushing away the bodyguard, he ran directly in front of Horton.

"Damn it!" A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and Horton naturally knew who it was, so he couldn't help but curse.

However, almost at the same time, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Roland was still a little confused, and suddenly felt that something touched his back, where his heart was. Of course, it was a very slight feeling.

Roland looked down, and at the position of his chest where his heart was, a somewhat reddish knife tip was shining with a penetrating light.

To be honest, the first thing Roland thought of was that he was cold.

However, he soon realized that he had been stabbed in the heart?Small scene, don't need to care about it.

He looked at Holden who was smiling wildly, then turned his head to look at the proud bodyguard, suddenly wanted to laugh for no reason, why don't he play a role?
Forget it, it's better not to waste such a good opportunity.

Taking advantage of the opponent's knife still on his body, Roland directly backhanded the knife and also stabbed the opponent's heart.

The complacency on the other party's face has not dissipated, but his eyes are full of astonishment, but he is not Roland, and if he is stabbed in the heart, it will be a big scene for him.

Therefore, he maintained a stiff expression, slowly let go of the hand holding the knife, and fell behind him.

"boom!"

At the same time as the sound of the landing sounded, Horton's smile had completely disappeared, and Roland cried out in pain unexpectedly.

It's no wonder that this bodyguard has been with him for several years. Although it was only a relationship of interest at first, how could it be possible that he has no friendship after getting along for so long?

It is normal for him to feel a little bit hard to accept that he has "died together" with someone so inexplicably now.

Just as he was slowly walking towards the bodyguard who fell on the ground, Roland's voice suddenly sounded, "Mr. Horton, can you not see me?"

"Ah! You...how do you..." Horton was taken aback and took a few steps back.

"I'm sorry," Roland said as he stretched his hand behind his back and pulled out the knife. "My heart is on the right side, so I survived by luck."

"How...how is it possible? Bastard!" Holden cursed, picked up the vase next to him, and threw it at Roland.

Unlike the bodyguards, Horton's strength is mediocre, and the vase thrown at him is also weak. Roland caught it easily, "Mr. Horton, please don't throw things around, they are very expensive."

"Damn! Damn!..." The other party ignored Roland's words, and kept throwing things here while cursing.

Roland was not in a hurry, and took the things thrown by the other party one by one, and put them on the ground, while not forgetting to say something.

Finally, Holden retreated to the side of the bed, there was nothing to throw around, and he finally calmed down.

After all, he is a big businessman. Although he lost control of his emotions just now, after calming down, his aura seemed to slowly return.

He sat directly on the bed, looked at Roland and said, "Let's talk, what can we do to let me go?"

"Before answering this question, can I ask a few questions?" Roland smiled and said. At this time, his "wound" has fully recovered, and there is no blood, which is obviously extremely abnormal, but Holden seems Didn't notice.

"Please tell me," Holden said lightly. Hearing Roland's tone, he suddenly felt that it seemed possible to discuss it?It became more and more calm.

Although the bodies of the old buddies are on the side, but before remembering each other, it is important to find a way to save their own lives.

"I'm curious, why did you burn down the orphanage? There was no reason and no enmity, and Mrs. Harriet is someone you've known since childhood," Roland said.

"Oh..." Holden sighed, "Isn't it all the fault of the money? There is a super rich man who has taken a fancy to that area and wants me to build him a villa there..."

It seems that, just as Roland guessed at the beginning, it is for that piece of land.

"So you can waste your life for money?!" However, Roland interrupted him directly, and said a little annoyed, not because of a sudden burst of justice, but because he remembered some bad memories from his previous life.

"However, I just happen to have a huge debt, and if I don't pay it back,..."

Afterwards, Horton began to speak incessantly.

Listening to this, Roland suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the other party, but just as he thought about it, he suddenly thought of Lange back then. At that time, he also persuaded himself in the same way, right?
Haven't you changed yet?

impossible!
Never admit it!

(End of this chapter)