Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

That's cool!

Lorken looked at the person who was hit directly against the wall by his punch, and exhaled happily.

But it may have been too much force. After the man flew out, he could not get up again. He collapsed to the ground with a "pop", blood slowly seeping from his face, and his life or death was unknown.

"Meow?" Did you die instantly?

Lorcan tilted his head.

But after feeling it carefully, it seemed that I was indeed out of breath.

So weak, Lorken sighed with disdain.

At the same time, he also seriously reflected that he would need to use less strength next time, otherwise he would not be able to play anymore.

But if it's so simple, why does Nan Qiao require that his magic must be as proficient as it is now?

Do not understand.

After shaking his head and sighing again, Lorken cast a magic spell to dispose of the body. The body turned into smoke in the air, and Lorken turned around and headed out to the next location.

Every aspect of the trap was hated by Lorcan.

For example, there are research institutes that specialize in developing tools to control orcs, there are underground colosseums where you can watch orcs fight, and there are even red light districts for entertainment... Every place is disgusting.

Nan Qiao bought the Colosseum, and the transition from the old to the new always takes time to organize, so there are no guests in the venue now, only staff.

So even if the magic was flying randomly, Lorken was not worried about hurting innocent guests. Although, most of the guests here may not be considered innocent.

Lorcan ran from place to place, doing crazy output. The overall process was probably similar to killing monsters, with each wave of people becoming more powerful than the last.

Slowly, he also realized Nan Qiao's intention of training him.

He probably wouldn't have been able to resist these guards here before, because there were many magic people inside. But now, in his eyes, these people's so-called attacks are like children throwing stones, which can be easily crushed back.

The feeling of fighting was so comfortable, Lorken sighed.

In just three hours, he had beaten everyone who could be beaten in the venue, and now he felt very comfortable.

"Are you happy?" Nan Qiao had been following Lorken. When he saw that he had had enough fun, he walked to him and cast a small magic to wipe away the fine sweat on his forehead and nose.

Lorken nodded vigorously, his eyes flowing, shining brightly in the sun, like glass beads: "Yes, of course."

How can you not be happy when a great revenge has been avenged?

Now the only thing missing was the person who bought him before. Lorken narrowed his eyes slightly, and the dangerous light flashed away.

However, Lorken recalled his thoughts and remembered another question: "What should we do with the orcs in the trap?"

From a legal perspective, they are now Nan Qiao's private property. But Nan Qiao is not a pervert, and he will definitely not do anything to them that they shouldn't do. Do they want to keep them to work?

But where do they need so many migrant workers?

Thinking about this, Lorken frowned unconsciously.

"Let them go." Nan Qiao took Lorken's hand and squeezed it gently, telling him not to worry, "They were kidnapped by force in the first place. If I have the chance, I probably want to leave immediately."

"But after they have been here for so long, can they still have normal survival ability when they go out?"

Nan Qiao shook his head: "This is not a problem we need to think about."

You can't control them forever.

Then she smiled again: "Don't worry, the orcs have a strong ability to survive. Without the restrictions on them in the hunting grounds, they will only live a better life after regaining their freedom."

Lorken nodded: "That's right."

It can't get any worse than being in a trap.

After spending the money, someone will take care of the rest, so they don't need to worry about it.

After resting for a while, Nan Qiao made a suggestion to Lorken: "Then let's go to the next place now?"

"it is good!"

Lorken couldn't wait for a long time. In fact, if Nan Qiao hadn't asked for it, he wouldn't have chosen to rest at all.

Therefore, as soon as he finished speaking, Lorken teleported and disappeared in an instant.

Are you in such a hurry?

Nan Qiao looked at the empty palms, shook his head helplessly, and followed with a smile.

*

The price of the Snow Leopard Orc is very high and cannot be afforded by ordinary people, so the identity of the person who was able to buy Lorken in the first place is naturally extraordinary.

In just ten seconds, the two of them arrived at a residence that looked quite gorgeous and luxurious—Duke Darien's mansion, and stood at the door.

"Nan Qiao..." Lorken stared for a few seconds, watching the guards passing by from time to time, and then made a decision, "Let's sneak in."

"Aren't you going to go through the main door?" Nan Qiao asked with a slight smile as he raised his eyebrows.

"No." Lorken shook his head and looked a little more serious. "His identity probably has a lot of weight in the human world. I know you won't care about this, but since it can be avoided, there is no need to ask for trouble."

The Duke is a noble after all. Once he dies, someone will definitely hold him accountable. It might feel better to break in with a big fanfare, but wouldn't it tell everyone that they did it?

There will definitely be trouble later.

And if you sneak in and kill people, even if someone suspects it, there is no evidence and no suspicion, and no one can do anything to them.

Nan Qiao curled her lower lip: "It's up to you."

It may take some effort to walk through the front door, but if you can sneak in, a few magic spells will do the trick.

Probably the two of them were lucky enough. It was only noon now, and Darien was already lying down. This also meant that there were not many people around him, making it very suitable for him to attack.

Of course, not much does not mean nothing. Nobles always cherish their lives. As soon as he entered the door, Lorken was stopped by someone.

"Meow!" Snow Leopard's temperament was too sensitive. Lorken was startled, and he turned around and threw an attack magic.

"Ah!" A scream broke out instantly, then fell down weakly, and gradually turned into a low moan.

Oops, it went smoothly! Lorken blinked in distress and looked at the door nervously.

If you scream so loudly, you won't attract people, right?

"I used soundproofing magic, it's okay." Nan Qiao shook his head at Lorken, and casually used magic to tie up the Duke who woke up and wanted to run away, "It just seems like you need more exercise in the future."

At least you have to suppress this sudden nature a little bit.

"I understand." Lorken's cheeks were slightly red, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and humbly accepted the lesson.

"Well." Nan Qiao stopped continuing this topic and pointed at the frightened Duke, "Go ahead."

The blush on Lorken's face faded away in an instant, and it took less than a second to go from docile to cruel.

The magic turned into a long whip and whipped hard at the tied man.

"You like torturing people, don't you... You also burned my tail with fire, remember... I probably don't remember, after all, you have never seen my human form..."

A whip to the left, a whip to the right, without leaving any force behind. Each whip was a blow to the skin and flesh, leaving no chance for Darien to speak at all.

By the time Lorcan had beaten him enough, Darien was already taking in more air and outgoing less air. He was dripping with blood, like a piece of bloody pork, and his human shape was almost invisible.

"Huh..." After taking a breath, Lorken gave Darien one last cold look and casually broke his neck.

End.