In the house where the elder lives, there are many good hands in the mind, with the strength of the three people who are now Morin and Wo Jin Nobunaga, this is almost no different from sending to death.

But ~

If there are props, then anything is possible.

And in Morin's hand, he just has a prop that can get out at any time.

Upstairs, in a slightly quaint and dark small room.

An old man sitting on the sofa, wearing the fur of some unknown animal, and holding a goblet in his hand, shook it lightly, and carefully tasted the red wine with his eyes closed, looking very good.

However, he seemed to remember something unhappy, and snorted coldly again.

"It would be better if those two idiots didn't damage one of my collections."

His face was gloomy, and the red wine in his hand was not a taste to drink.

"I must sell the two of them to the gangsters outside to make a good price, at least to reduce some losses is some."

He drank the red wine in his glass on his neck.

And at this moment ~

Rumble!!

A huge movement startled him.

"Ahem!!"

The red wine glass in his mouth was choked into his trachea, causing him to turn red.

"What's going on?!"

Breathless, he yelled out the door.

Immediately there was an answer from outside:

"It's the prisoners who are being held in the dungeon who escaped from prison and are wreaking havoc inside the house."

"Jailbreak? Destruction?! "

The old man was immediately furious, "What are you guys doing to eat, the two of you can't see it well?!" "

"Yes! We are doing our best to capture them!! "

"After you catch it, break my legs and hands first!"

The old man sat back in his seat, "Immediately send people to arrest them, and then make a disturbance, destroy my house, and you all exile me outside!" "

"Yes!!"

There was a nervous answer outside the door, followed by hurried footsteps.

"You can't drink quietly."

He tugged at his collar, casually grabbed the remaining half bottle of red wine on the table, and poured it directly into his mouth.

Tons tons tons ~

.........

Below.

"Hurry! This is so painful!! "

After trying the prison sentence, he immediately vented his desire to destroy.

This building, not to mention six or seven stories high, wo jin and others are on the basement floor, and after coming out, they reach the first floor and start destroying.

When you see something, you smash it, and when you see a bodyguard in black, you hit it.

After the thought was wrapped around his body, his destructive power was even more aggravated by three points!!

Most of the locations where the masters of the ability to read in the house are located are on the upper floors.

After hearing the movement caused by this, they also rushed down one by one and rushed towards this side.

"Have fun?"

Morin asked.

"Have fun!!"

Wokin roared, and there he was unrestrained.

"Nobunaga, did you find your knife?"

"Found it!"

Nobunaga didn't know which room it came from.

"Maybe I think my knife is too bad, and I threw it aside casually."

As he said this, he held the rotten knife tightly in his hand.

It was a rotten sword to others, but for him as a samurai, it was part of life.

"There are masters above who have come down, speed up."

Morin instructed.

"We're leaving?"

Wo Jin smashed his mouth, very dissatisfied.

"Of course not!"

Morin smiled, his eyes gradually cold, "That low-mouthed guy hasn't been found yet." "

"Moreover, if such a good house is not set on fire, wouldn't it be a pity?!"

"Burn?"

The corners of Wo Jin's mouth were about to split, "I like it!!" "

Saying that, he dragged Nobunaga and followed behind Morin, looking for flammable materials such as gasoline and alcohol along the way.

Just after they had just marched~

A strong aura suddenly accelerated from behind.

"The master is here!!"

Nobunaga stopped, put the long knife in his hand horizontally, held it at the hilt, his face solemn, and put on a posture of harmony.

The strength displayed by the other party is definitely not what they can match now!!

"Do you want to fight?"

Wo Jin touched his fists with both hands, and he was fearless against any opponent.

Of course, if you can't beat it, it's better to run.

"No need~"

Morin shook his head, then turned his hand and took out a bamboo stick.

On top of the bamboo skewer, there are four small balls that are white and similar to glutinous rice balls.

"Is this food?"

Nobunaga said curiously, "It's to fill our stomachs and restore our strength?" "

"What stupid thing are you talking about?!"

Wokin despised him again, "What kind of food is this? It's not enough to stuff your teeth! "

When the two were fighting, Morin had quickly taken down the top ball ball.

Throw it hard in the direction where the master of the ability behind him struck.

Suddenly, the white ball ball fell to the ground, splashing a layer of pink smoke, as if nothing had happened.

“???"

Wokin and Nobunaga looked at Morin in bewilderment.

"Let's go."

Morin didn't explain anything, and took the two of them away.

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