Chapter 204

"Moroya hattal! Do you remember ordering the execution of a businessman six years ago?" Beth skillfully opened the dagger and cut a hole in her opponent's white thigh with a grin.

Although the battle had only begun for a few minutes, she had suffered enough for the enemy. Not only her skirt was scratched in bits and pieces, but also her skin was covered with several wounds, large and small, and her blood dyed her clothes red.

However, moroya was not as crying or in a hurry as most women.

On the contrary, instead of showing a little weakness, she reluctantly protected the key with her poor swordsmanship, and then quietly took out a small bottle filled with gray powder from her sleeve while no one was paying attention, and said ironically: "Sorry, if you mean that I killed your relatives or lover, I can only answer that he is too insignificant for me to remember."

"Very good! I see how hard you can talk when you fall to the ground!" the enraged Beth took up her long sword, slammed the dagger and stabbed it directly into each other's chest, as if she was going to destroy the pair of soft, full peaks that made men's blood boil.

Seeing the sharp blade stabbing herself, moroya first retreated in horror, followed by suddenly turning up her mouth and sprinkling gray powder into the air.

Before Beth could react, she found that her whole body began to shine strangely.

Next second

Click!

Click, click, click!

The armor she was wearing and the weapons in her hand began to crack. In less than a minute, it quickly rusted and aged, and finally turned into a mass of brown iron filings. Even the close fitting clothes, shoes and socks inside were all broken into countless pieces and scattered in the wind.

Such a strange scene, let alone ordinary soldiers who have never seen anything in the world, even Zhang Cheng himself couldn't help staring wide eyes, trying to find out what the powder in the bottle was.

Because of the shock, no one noticed that Beth was now naked and covered the key parts with both hands, and no one appreciated her attractive body curve.

"Hum! Idiot! How do you feel now? Oh, by the way, a woman like you who wanders in the black market of the tavern, I'm afraid she doesn't know how many sailors and drunks with stinking smell have slept with. Naturally, she won't care about hundreds of men watching you naked." While stimulating her opponent with sharp words, moroya picked up the dagger that fell nearby and planned to finish the last blow at the right time.

Unfortunately, she obviously underestimated the resilience of a woman who had lived in an environment of intrigue for a long time.

The calm Beth arched her back quickly, rushed up with a lightning speed, and hit her fragile chin with her head.

Bang!

"Ah!!!"

With a dull noise, moroya lost her balance instantly, covered her bleeding mouth and fell to the ground. It seems that she probably bit her tongue.

"Ha ha! Conceited aristocrat! Next I will let you understand how heavy it will cost to despise me!" Beth, who succeeded in the attack, jumped up with a wild smile and swung her fist.

After several punches, moroya quickly recovered and fought back with her sharp nails and teeth.

In the blink of an eye, the few clothes left on her were torn off and completely wrestled with Beth.

These two women are like crazy. They don't care about their image and temperament at all, just to hurt their opponents more, both mentally and physically.

Seeing that they fought more and more fiercely and did nothing, a middle-aged man of about 40 sighed helplessly, took the initiative to step closer, lowered his voice and asked, "count, are you sure you don't need me to separate the two? If you continue, their beautiful faces will be spent."

Zhang Cheng pondered for a moment and immediately shook his head: "No, it's not necessary. Let them fight until they have no strength. In addition, in my eyes, there is no difference between men and women, beautiful and ugly. I'm interested in their ability and value, not whether they can meet some special hobbies, okay? Remember, don't compare me with those fools who can only think with their lower body."

"Of course, sir. I never doubt your wisdom and self-control, but the problem is that too much restraint is not a good thing. Haven't you noticed that a small number of people have begun to doubt that you don't get close to women because you like men..." the middle-aged man cautioned carefully.

"Oh? Just because I haven't touched a woman in recent months?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He did not expect that his failure to find a woman would lead to a series of gossip and problems.

The middle-aged man nodded seriously and explained: "Yes! You are the only one left in the Asplin family, and no collateral blood relatives have the right to inherit, so you must have several children as soon as possible, so that the family can continue after an accident, and those of us who swear to be loyal to you will not be afraid all day. What's more, young people like you are usually greedy I'm trying to enjoy my age. But how can you not arouse others' suspicion if you ignore the opposite sex for months? "

"According to what you mean... I need to prove that I like women?" Zhang Cheng's face showed an expression of crying and laughing.

As an adult male, he never thought that one day he needed to prove his physiological orientation to others.

However, if you think about it carefully, it is no wonder that the mercenaries who have been canonized will worry that if they do not touch women, there will be no offspring. No offspring means that the territory will be recovered after death and their interests cannot be guaranteed.

In fact, under the primitive feudal system, for the aristocracy, nothing is more important than the number of strong children. Only if there are enough children can we avoid the usurpation of inheritance.

"That's right! If you don't mind, today is a good opportunity. According to my experience, finding a woman to vent after killing can help relieve your mood. You should have killed a lot of people just now..." after that, the middle-aged man's eyes showed awe.

Although Zhang Cheng was not stained with any blood from beginning to end, he still smelled a strong smell of death with his keen sense of smell.

"Hehe, well, go and pull them apart, and then take them to take a bath and put on a clean suit. Be sure to let moroya haitar be present when the party is held later." Zhang Chengfei quickly gave an order.

"As you wish, my Lord." the middle-aged man stroked his chest with one hand and bowed deeply.

When he turned around, he immediately made a gesture to several eager old friends, who showed a look of ecstasy at the moment.