"Damn old guy, how dare you look down on your grandpa Burkelly, go to your—"

"Bang!" As the arrogant roar, Burkerley's slap was already slapped on the old man's face, and the other person's cheeks suddenly became swollen.

"Uh..." The old man shook his head and spit out a few bloody teeth. At this time, he raised his neck high and shouted in resentment: "Berkelly, Su Lang, you two rebels who killed Qiandao will not die well!"

"Hahaha, stupid old thing, even if there is really one day, you won't be able to see it alive!" Burkerley's eyes were fierce at this time, and he grabbed the other person's collar and asked angrily: "Say! Where is Helkinson's treasure room?"

"Bah—Babys, kill me, old Pete if you have sex. I will never betray my master's affairs in exchange for the opportunity to survive. Don't dream in the daytime!"

The old butler Pitt was covered in hard knots and didn't take the other person seriously at all. He struggled and shouted: "My master, Helkinson, is mainly still alive, and will not allow you to trample on his mansion at will!"

"Hehehehe, old guy, you are very sober. Yes, if Helkinson is alive, even if he is terminally ill, he will be an extremely ferocious lion. We will never dare to step into this lord's mansion, but it's a pity..."

At this moment, Su Langsen sneered: "Your master is dead. Pete, no one can support you now. If you still want to leave your life to live for a few days, it is best to say everything we want to know. Otherwise, I will definitely let you suffer torture, and you cannot survive or die!"

"Bah, I am Pittno, and I have lived enough for a long time." The old housekeeper shouted in a hoarse voice: "The same thing is still the case. It's easy to kill me, but if you want me to reveal my master's secret, you are delusions!"

"Okay, okay, old guy, you have lived enough, but these people are all young. Do you want these guys to put the bottom of your body on you?"

As he said that, the sinister Su Lang snapped his fingers, and immediately a few black-clothed killers were escorted over to the crowd. These people were dressed as servants, including maids, cooks and young guards of less than a dozen years old, all prisoners captured alive when the black-clothed killer rushed into the mansion.

Seeing these companions who were with him day and night, they all looked like they were trembling with their heads lowered and their bodies were trembling. The old butler Peter was sweating profusely. He stared at Su Lang, and his eyes were roaring: "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? Old guy, you know it all." Burkelly smiled strangely at this time, with a bloodthirsty fierce light bursting out in his eyes. He pulled a young maid over and then roared, "Say! Where is the gate of the treasure room?"

"Don't want to know..." Old Pete said these words tremblingly. Burkerley used his hands to tear his left and right, and immediately pulled the maid's body into two halves. The red mist in the sky flew and then fell down, splashing Old Pete's head and face, and immediately scared him to the spot.

"Blap!" Burkerley threw away the bloody corpse in his hand, and then said in a sequel: "Old guy, I see how long you can last. As long as your answer cannot satisfy me, I will tear all the people in the Lord's Mansion here in half!!"

"Wow—" Before Old Pete could speak, several timid maids and servants had already been scared to death. These were all the tragedies of people living in ordinary demon villages before they were selected to enter the lord's mansion, and when did they see them?!

"You, you... beast..." Old Pete saw that Burkelly killed someone because of his own sake and was like crushing an ant to death. His heart suddenly became shaken: "I, should I tell them where the treasure is?"

But the next moment, the cruel facts were previewed in Old Pete's mind. He knew that even if he confessed, the other party would not leave any surviving words in the lord's mansion. Instead of confessing and dying in humiliation after committing, it would be better to be tough and retain a trace of remaining dignity for himself!

"Berkeley, Su Lang!" Old Pete shouted with a voice at the top of his throat and said with a bloody look: "If you have the ability, you can kill all the people in the mansion. I will never tell you where the treasure room is located, and you will never be cheaper than you two scammers who kill thousands of swords!"

"Old guy is stubborn, okay, anyway, these people are going to die. I'll perform how good it is to 'Tear the Living People' in front of you!"

Burkelly suddenly roared wildly, his body swelled twice, and his hands and arms became thicker and longer for three rounds. This is what Burkelly looked like when the black fighting spirit in the Demon Realm was being practiced hard. It was said in a flash, and then it was soon, "Bang!" This guy grabbed the neck of a young guard in a flash!

"Uhhhh--the old housekeeper saves me..."

The guard had just screamed for a while, his head suddenly separated from his neck. It turned out that he had been torn apart by the fierce and fierce Burkerley. "Puff--" The blood mist from the neck suddenly splashed the snow-white wall opposite, as if someone had slashed a bright red color with a large pen!

When the second victim appeared, the old butler Pitt actually regretted it. Faced with such a cruel and bloody scene, he felt that so many young lives should not be allowed to die with him, but Pitt also knew one thing: to be honest, it is also a dead end, and the difference between this is just to let himself live a few more minutes.

Just as the number of victims continued to increase and Pitt was about to tell the truth when facing collapse, a loud thud suddenly came from the direction of the gate of the lord's mansion. Then two metal door panels quickly rotated and flew, and passed the bodies of three and four black-clothed killers.

"Puff-Puff-Puff-Puff-Puff-" With a huge impact, the metal door panels immediately cut several black-clothed killers in half on the spot.

Seeing this, the others were so scared that they dodged. The door panel was wrapped in the sound of the broken air wind, and rushed straight to Burkerley, who was slaughtering his servants.

"Huh? This is?" Burkerley suddenly felt something wrong in his head, and hurriedly threw away the captive who was about to tear it in half. He said it quickly. At that time, Burkerley turned around and punched out fiercely: "Go to you!"

"Bang - Crack!" The fist hit the door panel, and immediately hit it to pieces and burst everywhere, but Burkelly felt a powerful force coming, and he could not withstand the strong impact. Burkelly couldn't help but retreat seven or eight steps, and then he felt the severe pain hit all over his body. When he saw his hand that punched, he had squirted blood, and three fingers had been cut off from the edge of the metal door panel!

"Uhhhhhh-my hand!" Burkelly grabbed the wound that was surging like a spring with his other hand, and a shrill roar suddenly broke out: "It hurts so much!!"
Chapter completed!