Chapter 44

Joe would swear with Tifa's mallet that he had never seen such a terrible scene.

Even if he saw the grimace shopkeeper for the first time, he slowly took off the white mask on his face and revealed the face that had been burned by high temperature and was even uglier than the ghost, which could not compare with the fear he saw in front of him.

He had red hair, red eyes, and a delicate moustache. Meles, who was quite handsome, had a handsome face, like a thick human skin mask, which fell off his head with the strange tearing sound.

The peeled face, as if held by an invisible ghost, is suspended in the air like a cheerful belly dancer, wriggling from side to side, with blood dripping from the skin from time to time.

Meles's face

At the moment, Joe didn't know how to describe his face.

His hair was still red, and his face was red at the moment. The subcutaneous muscles were dripping with blood, the blue and black blood vessels, and the white meridians, all of which were slightly twitching, just like the eel that Joe had seen in his kitchen.

"What the hell!" A cool breath from the soles of his feet went straight to his head. He hissed and roared, and his mind was in chaos.

The crimson eyes faded quickly, and the magic circle of three circles and six pointed stars in the pupil stopped rotating, and the light of magic array gradually converged.

Joe was separated from the state of extreme madness, controlled by the terrible fighting instinct and the terrible fighting instinct. He felt a little weak after excessive exercise, and the feelings of normal people, such as happiness, anger, sadness and so on, returned to him.

As a child, he fought with gorkin in the streets of port Tulun. After joining the army, he took a large group of armed sailors to make trouble with the dandies in port Tulun. Joe also saw many bloody scenes.

But people like Myers

Joe was puzzled, and his teeth were chattering.

"The skin of your hand!" The hoarse and strange voice sounded again.

"Hiss" a sound, Meles clenched the right hand of the sword, his wrist a blood line suddenly appeared out of thin air. Then, as if he had taken off the handle, his whole skin of the right hand, hard to pull out, a piece of complete skin of the right palm, forced out of Meles's hand.

"Clang", stabbing the sword to the ground.

Meles screamed, and he jerked his right hand up and looked at his bloody palm in horror.

He opened his eyes wide and almost jumped out of his eyes and hissed and screamed, "Skinner Skinner Heresy, heresy Damn it, damn it... "

The silver light and rain of the canopy stabbed at Myers with a harsh sound. Two blue whirlwinds rose from his feet. The whirlwind of the basin size wrapped his legs. He yelled and cursed. The speed was more than twice as fast as before when he had a fight with Joe. He took more than a dozen shadows and retreated to the entrance room.

"The skin of your calves and soles!"

The hoarse and strange voice sounded again. The evil power filled the void, and the inexplicable rules came. Meles's body suddenly faltered. He roared and fell to his knees.

He retreated so fast that he fell to his knees. His body was like a ball and rolled back a long way, then hit the wall behind him.

From below his knee, his trouser legs and boots were blown to pieces, just near his knee ligament. Two blood threads came out of nowhere, accompanied by harsh tearing sound, just like the skin of his face and his right palm. The skin of his two legs and soles, just like taking off his socks, broke clean and decisively from his body and flew away.

A face skin, a palm skin, two legs, foot skin slowly gathered together, four skin suspended in the air a few feet above the ground, floating up and down happily, wriggling happily.

Meles was shaking violently, and the tall and thin man who had just stopped his fatal sword rushed to him. Several swords pierced his shoulder and knee, completely destroying his mobility.

Not allowing Meles to resist, the man grabbed his neck and violently opened his mouth. His fingers violently poked into his mouth and scraped back and forth several times on his two rows of gums.

Then, the man pulled off Meles' coat and pulled the collar of his white shirt off with a loud "hiss". This was extremely violent and pushed him to the ground heavily.

A series of movements, Joe is amazing.

"Young master, are you all right?" The man smiles and inserts his sword back into the scabbard hanging around his waist and bows deeply to Joe.

The man was born tall and thin. His face was sharp and sharp, and his lines were stiff. Like a statue, he had a strong pungent smell of tobacco on his body. He was the man who had been guarding the fish cutting field and had friendly interaction with the grimace shopkeeper.

"Uncle ya, do you think I'm ok?" Qiao pointed to hundreds of thin sword marks, which were still bleeding, and said, "do you think it's OK for me to look like this? If it wasn't for me

Joe waved his arms and yelled, "if it wasn't for my thick flesh Thank my dear mother, how much food she used to raise me so fat that can be used as armorJoe gritted his teeth, picked up an iron bar from the ground, and strode up to Meles, hitting him on the shoulder.

With the piercing sound of the fracture, Meles's howl became louder and louder.

Joe roared: "my mother Liya, she worked hard to make delicious food, let me raise such a fat body, not to let you poke the sword to play! Damn asshole, if Leah sees me like this, you'll be in big trouble. I'll tell you, you'll be in big trouble! "

Myers kept spitting out thick red saliva from his mouth. He looked straight at Joe and hissed: "Joe Ron Rittal, I won't be in trouble. It's you. It's your ritters. It's in big trouble You collude with heretics

Meles struggled, convulsed, and inhaled deeply, as if to stop the pain from all over his body.

"Skinner, ha ha ha ha, Skinner, the Great MU Zai, the top ten Heretics in the" holy judgment list "of the Golden Oak church. You are actually related to skinners. You will have a lot of trouble!"

A breeze came in from the front door of the room. In the wind, there was a breath that could not be explained clearly and the road was unclear, which made people feel palpitating and chilly.

His skin was white as if he were dead; his black hair was thin and sparse, which was very soft on his scalp; in his deep sunken eyes, two Turquoise eyes were shining like night owls; his thin, dark red lips were tightly pressed into a line.

With the breeze, the middle-aged man who walked in slowly from the door did not look like a good man. He was wearing a very ordinary black short cloak, carrying a thin walking stick in his left hand and a banana in his right hand.

A monkey more than a foot high squatted on the middle-aged man's shoulder, a pair of dark eyes staring at the delicious food in his hand.

As soon as he entered the room, the monkey snuffled. His attention was removed from the banana, grinning and leaping to the four floating skin.

The monkey carried a small backpack on his back. He put it down very well. Then he jumped up and folded four bloody human skins and put them into the backpack.

With his backpack on his back, the monkey hopped back to the middle-aged man, pointing to the banana and barking.

The middle-aged man chuckled and threw a whole bunch of bananas to the monkey. Then he held the end of the stick in both hands and bowed slightly to Joe: "young master, today's things are really dangerous, but fortunately we arrived in time."

"Chuckling" a few times, the middle-aged man pointed to Myers: "he dare to hurt the young master, he even dare to threaten the Rittal family, young master, do you want me to peel off his whole body a little bit?"

Joe's eyes widened, and the iron bar in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

He looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief: "Mr. skins I always thought that you are just a kind, erudite tutor who has a special hobby for fried bananas

"I like all kinds of food made from bananas. Of course, fried bananas are the simplest type."

The tutor of the witus family, the curator of the private library, the administrator of the private archives, the four young masters and young ladies of the witus family, including the literacy enlightenment teachers of gorkin, Tifa, Qiao and Weima, the kind and knowledgeable Mr. sgens smiles and bows to Joe again.

"Banana, I like banana, because its skin, very easy to peel."

"Because of my early experiences, I have a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I like foods that are easy to peel. Of all the foods, the easiest to find and the easiest to peel are bananas

"I like bananas as much as I like this bold Lord Myers."

Mr. rogens giggled. With his laughter, several oil lamps in the room shook violently. The original blue and white lights turned dark red.

"Young master, Lord Myers is in good health. Besides, he has been exercising for a long time. He is well nourished and well maintained. His skin is of high quality and artistry..."

One side of the tooth heavily coughed, interrupted Mr. Si gengs: "young master, how to deal with here? Damned Spence, I told you that I can save the young master safely, and I don't need your intervention. "

Teeth very angry spread out his hands: "look at you, let you just to prevent in case, in fact, you do not have to hand. But now, you see, you see We could have solved the problem peacefully. Now... "

Teeth kicked in the stomach of Meles, he said angrily: "Si gengs, do you know how much trouble it is to clean up this mess thoroughly and let so many people disappear completely?"

Myers was kicked to a terrible howl.

Yanan, who was lying on the ground and fainted by the aftershock of the battle, sent out a trembling pleading voice: "no, no, we, we will keep our mouths shut. Dear Mr. Qiao, we, we have seen nothing and heard nothing today..."Joe, ya, and Spence sighed at the same time.

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