His Royal Highness System

Chapter 135 Extra Story - From now on, you will be my slave ([-])
Extra Story - From now on, you will be my slave ([-])
"Stop talking nonsense, let's start working..."

Shang Jiu slowly took out a picture from the interlayer of clothes in his arms, with the appearances of several middle-aged people printed on it, glanced at it lightly, and then threw it away like garbage, letting it drift to wherever.

"Shang Jiu, I can give you a lot of money, as long as you promise not to do anything to our Su family in the future!"

The middle-aged man did not feel safe because of the protection of dozens of bodyguards around him, because he knew how terrifying the man in front of him was. In this imperial capital, more than a dozen families have been bloodbathed, and all of them were done by one person.

No one knows how to hire him, only that he seems to be controlled by a mysterious force, code-named "Shang Jiu".

Shang Jiu shook his head irritably, looked at the middle-aged man playfully with a look of looking at trash, and said in a voice full of sarcasm:
"Death is death, too much nonsense!"

Then the blood knife in his hand began to emit red luster from the tip of the knife, and puffs of blood mist diffused from around Shang Jiu's body, making Shang Jiu's vision very blurry.

The middle-aged man knew that the other party had no room for negotiation. If he did not resist, he would have no chance. He also wanted to live, so...

"shot!"

The middle-aged man shouted at the bodyguards around him, and then fled towards the elevator behind him under cover.

Hearing his Patriarch's order, dozens of bodyguards in black quickly took out the parts from his body, assembled a combination submachine gun in a few seconds, and then sprayed flames at the man in front of him.

Countless bullets flew towards Shang Jiu, covering every dead corner around his body, leaving no room for Shang Jiu to dodge at all.

Looking at the bullets shot at him in front of him, Shang Jiu didn't show any tension on his face, he just raised the blood knife in his hand,

The blade trembled violently, and an invisible shield appeared around the body. When all the bullets hit Shang Jiu, they were all bounced off and flew towards the surroundings of the body.

"It's been a few years, and I still play with this kind of child's toy, it's so boring..."

Shang Jiu shook his head, and then his body disappeared in place, leaving an empty area.

The target in front of him disappeared, and dozens of bodyguards showed doubts on their faces. Just as they scanned the hall to find Shang Jiu, a cold voice sounded from behind,

"Hide and seek, can't you?"

A ray of red light passed by, leaving behind only broken limbs everywhere. The blood dyed the hall red, the resplendent walls were painted with blood, and the fountain in the hall on the ground floor sprayed red dyed by blood!
After taking care of the bodyguards who got in the way easily, Shang Jiu rushed towards the elevator at the end of the floor, his face getting paler and paler...

Finally, see the target person at the elevator.

The middle-aged man frantically clicked the buttons at the elevator entrance, but the elevator door still didn't open. The countless screams from the hall made him sweat profusely. He wanted to live, but he didn't want to die!

However, Shang Jiu quietly appeared behind him, like a god of death, quietly took his life away.

Finally, the middle-aged man waits for the elevator he craves, but only his head gets in. …

"Mission complete, call it a day and go home...

Also, my name is Feng Qianchen, don't call me that disgusting name, one day, I will take back my own name..."

Shang Jiu looked at the headless corpse, then whistled and rushed towards the hall, the skylight just now was where he left.

Rushing to the hall, there are dead bodies all around, all the unlucky people who were shot through by the bullet rebound just now.

"Okay, it's time to go..."

After Shang Jiu took a look, when he was about to leave from the skylight, a small crying sound caught his attention.

"There are still living people? Just kill..."

There was a coldness in Shang Jiu's eyes, and the blood knife in his hand waved a red light towards the place where the sound came out.

Dao Mang tore dozens of corpses into pieces, and then revealed a thin body curled up in a corner.

Like a wild cat that has been abandoned by people, it curled up in a corner, trembling and crying like an animal.

The white princess dress on her body was stained with blood, her eyes were empty, and her silver hair was loose, covering her entire face.

Realizing what happened, the girl raised her head to look at her empty blue eyes, 1 her long eyelashes rolled with little crystal tears, the originally charming and smart eyes were eclipsed at this moment, the eyes were so empty, so lonely, so melancholy Just like a tender flower turned into tears, it makes people feel infinitely pity.

Glancing at Shang Jiu, the girl lowered her head on her knees again.

"Why is this child so familiar?"

Shang Jiu looked at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in the corner, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have seen those eyes before!

Those eyes seem to themselves, as if...

Slowly walking in front of the girl, looking at the girl with her head resting on her knees, Shang Jiu slowly lowered her body, the blood knife on her right hand turned into a stream of blood and retracted from the wound on her arm, leaving a long scab of blood behind.

Lifting the girl's small face, pinching her chin, and confirming the girl again, Shang Jiu stretched out his right hand and put it on the girl's snow-like neck, then hugged the girl's leg with his left hand, stood up, and lifted the girl in my arms.

The sudden masculine breath made the girl look up at Shang Jiu in surprise, a trace of anger appeared in her empty eyes.

"Be honest, if you dare to move around, I will kill you..."

After finishing speaking in a cold tone, Shang Jiu hugged the girl and jumped out from the broken skylight...

The police have already arrived outside, if you don't leave, there will be a lot of trouble...

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