"Old Zamao, if you know each other, hand over all the golden tickets on your body, otherwise!" Anselote looked at Tim with a sneer.

can be the captain of the slave team, his heart is far more fierce and insidious than ordinary people, if this is a certain capital, he may also have to consider the identity of the other party, whether he will be retaliated against.

But this is a wilderness, there is no village in front of the village, there is no store in the back, and even if you do it, no one knows.

Anyway, it's not the first time he's done this kind of thing, and he can be said to be familiar with it.

Anselote's men also seemed to smell the gold coins on Tim's body.

One by one like hungry wolves, Anselo looked at Tim with a sneer: "Old Zamao, I don't need to teach you what to do, although I don't like to kill, but these subordinates of mine don't care who you are." ”

In fact, Tim is not old at all, less than fifty years old, in the prime of life, but he has been locked up in the dungeon for a long time, looking at the pale and bloodless skin, he really looks like an old man in his last years.

Tim slowly raised his head, his eyes cold and cold.

Anselote's heart chuckled, and for some reason, when she came into contact with Tim's eyes, Anselote unconsciously felt a little creepy.

It's just that, as a seventh-level ** master, Anselo didn't feel any magic fluctuations on Tim's body.

But why do you feel so afraid of it?

"Are you sure you want to do this?" asked Tim with just a faint voice.

Anselote secretly said in his heart, could it be that the master in the carriage is a master, so this butler can be so fearless?

At this moment, Bai Chen had already stepped out of the carriage and stood on the car board: "Tim." ”

"Young Master. Tim looked at Bai Chen.

"Since they don't sell, forget it. ”

"Haha......" When Anselote saw Bai Chen, she was still a little worried, but she didn't have the slightest worry at the moment.

Unexpectedly, there was a child in the carriage, and this child naively thought that this business was something he could say he would not do.

Tim nodded slightly, others may not have understood what Bai Chen meant, but Tim understood what Bai Chen meant.

Originally, Bai Chen just wanted to do a good deed, buy these slaves and let them go.

And the meaning of this sentence is not that he doesn't intend to do good deeds, good things are still the same, but this business is not done, and he kills people and sells goods instead.

Tim raised his head and looked at Acelot: "My young master gave the order, so I'm really sorry, please return the money to me." ”

"Haha...... Old Zamao, your young master is an idiot, are you also an idiot like your young master?" Anselote was already laughing, and he really didn't understand, how could this kind of person be a housekeeper.

But also, if you can have that kind of idiot master, you can have this kind of idiot housekeeper.

Anselote glanced at his men, and he took a few steps back.

Anselote's men came forward like wolves, sharpening their knives one by one, ready to start.

As Bai Chen's butler, as Bai Chen's most relied on number one subordinate, although Tim doesn't know martial arts or magic, Bai Chen will never allow Tim to make the slightest mistake.

Compared to Kane and Muna, it only takes a sword to send them away.

Tim can be said to be armed to the teeth and wants to hurt him?

Yes, at least find three or five Dharma kings to come over, and then fight for the end of the whole army, maybe there is a chance to kill Tim.

Tim touched the ring on the middle finger of his left hand, and at this moment, a big man behind Tim was already holding a large knife and slashing at Tim.

Suddenly, the ring on Tim's finger flashed blue, and then he saw that the big man's body suddenly seemed to have been hit by a train, and the whole body instantly exploded into pieces, and blood and meat sauce splattered out in the opposite direction.

Everyone's faces turned dull and looked at Tim in astonishment.

No one knew what was happening, but everyone saw the horrible result.

Tim was unscathed, and the big man had turned into flesh and blood.

It's like nothing has happened to Tim, and it's not the first time he's dealt with something like this.

In fact, along the way, they have encountered similar troubles.

As the masters, Bai Chen and Mei Li naturally can't act casually, so most of the troubles are handled by Tim.

Tim slowly turned his head to look at Anselo: "The young master originally wanted to keep your lives, but since you are so ignorant, then you don't need to stay in this world anymore." ”

Anselot's face showed a look of horror: "You...... What kind of magic are you?"

Tim shook his head, raised his palm, and put five fingers on his left hand, each of which was wearing a message: "I don't know magic, it's a magic prop." ”

Ansellot's face immediately became fanatical, magic props!

It's a magic item! What an unexpected bonus......

"Give me your rings, and I will let your master and servant go. ”

Anselote obviously hasn't seen the situation clearly, and still believes that the overall situation is in control, and since the other party is using magic props, there is nothing to worry about.

Even if those rings are artifacts, they are not infinite in use, and there must be certain limitations.

And there are so many of them, they want their subordinates to go up and send them to death, and in the end, they will clean up the mess themselves, and they will consume Tim to death.

A smile appeared on Tim's face, "Then it's up to you to see if you have the ability." ”

Anselote's gaze became even more hideous and fanatical: "Kill him for me, kill this old bastard who doesn't know what to do!"

Tim waved his arm, and then another blue light shot out of Tim's hand, and this blue light instantly turned into a giant fist several feet in size, and punched around.

Wow -

Everyone within a dozen feet around Tim was smashed into meat sauce by the giant fist turned into green light, and none of them survived.

Anselo and the rest of the slave traders finally showed a look of horror, what kind of magic item is this, it's terrifying, right?

Anselo is also a seventh-level ** master, and he has seen a lot of magic props, but even if he racks his brains, he can't think of any magic props made by anyone that will have such terrifying lethality.

You must know that most magic items are for magicians, and most of them are amplification effects on magic.

It's not that there are no magic props for ordinary people, but the magic props for ordinary people tend to be two extremes, one is that the effect is very weak, almost negligible, and most of them are used for recreation in the hands of some sons.

There is another kind of magical effect, which is extremely powerful, completely arming an ordinary person into a strong man.

There is no doubt that the magic props in Tim's hands at this moment are of this level.

But Axelo couldn't figure out why his master would give such a high-level magic prop to a subordinate.

"Your Excellency, I have offended you by having no eyes below...... It was a mistake before, please ......"

"No need, the young master has already said it, you don't have a chance. Tim didn't hesitate to interrupt Arcelorte's relenting words.

Tim was also very disgusted with these slave traders.

"Don't go too far, I'm a seventh-level ** master, if you insist on being my enemy! You may not be able to get benefits, not to mention that you don't want to think about it, what is the origin of my family, if you dare to kill me, then you just wait to bear the wrath from my family!"

"Oh, which family are you?" asked Tim with a tilted head.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you. When Anselote heard Tim's words, he immediately felt that Tim might be afraid, and immediately said: "I am a member of the Morgan family of the Eastern Empire, do you know my Morgan family......?

"Oh...... It turned out to be someone from the Morgan family. ”

When Anselote heard that Tim had heard about his family, he was even more relieved, and the greed in his heart returned: "If you offend my Morgan family, no matter who you and your master are, you will not escape the wrath of my Morgan family, so those who know each other will hand over the magic props, as well as the golden ticket on your body, and give me a hand over without pulling." ”

"Tim, you're getting slower. Bai Chen's voice came again.

Tim was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned around: "Yes, young master, the villain will solve these beasts." ”

Anselo's face changed drastically, and he retreated again and again: "Don't mess around...... You have to think clearly, the Morgan family is not something you can provoke...... It's a big deal that you have magic props, I don't want ......"

Anselote seems to feel that not stealing Tim's magic items is already a great gift for Tim.

"No need, my young master said that he never had to show mercy to any wild dog who dared to show his fangs to himself. ”

Tim changed a ring this time, a ring that he wore on his index finger.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly flashed in the sky, and then in the sky, countless golden palms suddenly appeared, all of which were several feet in size, although they were not as large as the previous giant fists, but they were extremely numerous.

The sky was full of golden palms, gathered together, dyeing dozens of zhang in a radius of gold.

Whether it was Anselo and his slave traders, or the slaves, all of them had their mouths open and couldn't close their mouths when they saw this.

Anselote even forgot about the danger and stared blankly at the incredible scene.

However, the moment the countless golden palms fell, the slave trader who was the first to touch the golden palms instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Anselote came to his senses and fled in horror as he yelled.

However, a palm had landed on his head in the air.

Smack-

Anselote's body exploded into a mist of blood in an instant, and he didn't even have a chance to resist, and the golden palm fell down like raindrops, and no one could escape this dense attack.

Even a seventh-level ** division like Anselo couldn't escape, let alone them.

After the intensive bombardment, after the dust kicked up by the evil at the scene, there was not a single living mouth...... No, it should be said that there was not even a corpse, the ground was already red with blood, and there was a mixture of minced flesh everywhere, but there was no longer a human body. (To be continued.) )