Just when Jiang Shuihan consulted to enjoy Sura's sweet body and trained the beautiful young woman's tight and tender anus for the first time, Valenco also touched his thick buttocks with pain on his face, as if someone had just burst out his anus.
The mountain road leading to the training camp is rugged and difficult to walk. Valenco is full of worries about his future life. The consequence of inattention is that he fell off the horse twice in a row. Although he was not bleeding on his body, his butt was probably already blue and purple.
Valenco's two personal guards were still loyal to him. Even in this chaotic world where wars were frequent, this person still sticks to the rules in their hearts.
But they couldn't comfort their master because they knew too many of their master's secrets. In order to prevent this fatal message from being circulated, their tongues were cut off by their master more than ten years ago.
They could only express their unchanging loyalty to their master with their fiery eyes, and felt angry and helpless about their master's humiliation. If Valento had not had any intention of letting them take action, they would have fought to the death with the black-haired boy!
You are the most reliable!
With the help of the guard, Valenco climbed onto the horse again, couldn't help but sigh and said: Sula must have left my kindness to her behind now, and tried her best to please the young baron!
Although Valanco is the kind of person who can save his life and send his wife and daughter into the boy's arms without hesitation, thinking that the person next to him who was next to him was now moaning under the crotch of another man, the heart of this always pretentious businessman was upset.
Now he can only endure the cuckold humiliation and comfort himself with the unique way of thinking of businessmen: I always have to pay back what I have to do. Think about the past few decades, I don’t know how many wives, concubines and daughters I have played with. If I think about it carefully, I will still make a fortune!
Once his mentality was corrected, Valenco's mind was regained its flexibility and he regained the courage to fight fate. In his opinion, his failure this time was just a mistake involving the struggle between the powerful and the powerful. As long as he could survive this storm, no matter who wins and loses, he had a chance to turn things around.
No matter how cruel Jiang Shuihan is, he can make trouble in the southern provinces. When I get the opportunity to escape, as long as I can escape back to the southeastern province, I can seek protection from my friends with such powerful forces. What can he do to me then?
However, the cruel reality quickly made him give up. Before he could enter the training camp, he was captured again by the Jiang family private soldiers guarding the entrance of the camp.
It turned out that the head of the family told you to come and clean up...
The leader of the Jiang family's private soldiers is a masked mysterious woman. Her figure is extremely attractive and sexy, with a sweet voice full of desire to kill: Don't mess up things, otherwise I can guarantee you that there will be no living person left in this valley, including you!
Valanco almost wailed in pain when he looked at her cold and ruthless deep eyes, her pointed white ears, and the spider ring on her slender fingers: How could the mistress of the dark elf also become Jiang Shuihan's woman?Being targeted by this natural assassin, who can escape from here?
Dear warriors who have come from afar, welcome to the city of Gordoro!
Valenco stood on the platform of the training camp, looking at the elite warriors below with a grim expression, and released the combat mission with a wry smile: Our Maned Dog Steel Federation Chamber of Commerce hired you here for the most stringent combat training. I hope you can serve Baron Jiang Shuihan and resist the invading enemy of Salzburg for the city of Gordoro!
The soldiers in the audience were not qualified to understand the conspiracy of the upper class. They only knew that their lives had been bought out by a large amount of money. Even if the employer asked them to kill and set fire, he would not hesitate at all. Hearing that the simple combat mission was just such a simple one, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and shouted loudly with joy: Long live Mr. Valenco!Long live Baron Jiang Shuihan!We are willing to fight for the glory of the Guardians of Godoro!
Only a few people had questions about Valenco's orders. They were all trusted soldiers raised by various chaebol families. They knew a little about the secret behind this scene. Since their master was hostile to Jiang Shuihan, how could he let his own soldiers fight for his enemies?
Most of them are dark killers who walk between life and death all year round, and their vision and scheming are far better than ordinary people. They have had many experiences of cooperation. After communicating with each other silently, they quietly retreated out of the crowd with tacit understanding.
Dozens of tents were set up in the camp for the soldiers to live in, and the people soon met in an inconspicuous small tent.
Our head of the family must be in trouble!
This middle-aged soldier, who is about 40 years old, is nicknamed Blood Lion. He is calm and sophisticated. He is the nominal captain of this mercenary squad. He took the lead in speaking: Although I don’t know much, as long as Duke Moore is still the governor of the southern province, our head of the family will not bow to Jiang Shuihan, let alone joining him to salt!
I also think there must be something strange about it. I see that Lord Valenco's face looked so ugly when he spoke just now. It's not that he found out that his wife was having an affair with someone, right?
A young swordsman who looked a bit cynical and code-named Python Thorn also expressed his opinion. One of his hands always pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist intentionally or unintentionally. It was obvious that he was joking with people because he was nervous.
You dare to slander Lord Valenco, be careful Miss Feinn will take your head away tonight!
The shield-strike warrior nicknamed Steel Shield seemed to warn him, but in fact he was eased.
Because among them there was a female assassin named Asuka, who was originally an illegitimate daughter left by Valenco in his early years. Perhaps because he saw that the situation was not good, he actually came to meet them.
Humph, even if my dark-hearted father is coerced by others, he is at least still alive. Your head may have become a lonely ghost!
The woman who spoke was the girl nicknamed Asuka. She was wrapped in a robe and her voice was cold and arrogant. She was obviously very confident in her strength.
Hello, don’t argue anymore, time is very precious, let’s listen to Mr. DuPont’s analysis first!
A heavy sword warrior wearing armor could not bear it anymore and put forward his own opinions. He was the strongest comprehensive strength in this team, nicknamed Chihu and was the younger brother of the captain Blood Lion.
Have you finally remembered me?
A young man sitting in the corner muttered dissatisfiedly: You trash, you tragically, before every action, before you think of the existence of me, the great wise man!
When DuPont saw everyone betting on him, he lazily raised a finger and said: First of all, we need to reach a consensus, who is our enemy?
The cynical man spitted on the ground and said: DuPont, please don’t always regard us as idiots. No matter how mentally retarded a person is, you can tell that it is Jiang Shuihan who is doing something. He actually wants to lie to us to work hard for him!
Bingo!
DuPont said calmly: Congratulations on scoring the quiz in the competition for mentally retarded children again, but unfortunately there is no reward this time, because this answer is useless to us!
Why?
The cynical man actually admires DuPont's IQ very much, so he doesn't care about his ridicule of himself, but is just eager to know what the other person is thinking about in his head.
Because we can't afford to offend this enemy!
DuPont sighed, looking very sad: Although my head of the family did not tell me more about it before coming to the city of Gordoro, I also guessed who it was about to deal with, so I specially collected information about the young baron. I even read multiple versions of the minstrel singing praises to him. In the end, I only came to one conclusion: he is not only a strong man favored by the gods, but also an extremely skilled strategist. If he returns to the city of Gordoro before we launch an attack, we will die and die in a burial place!
Chihu said hesitantly: Mr. DuPont, I have never been afraid of powerful enemies. As for the gods and the powerful fortunes and the genius strategists, they were simply fabricated by the author of the third-rate knight novel, right?
DuPont spread his hands helplessly and said: Apart from this, I really can't think of any reason that can help him overcome so many difficulties and obstacles, and finally have such prominent power. His deeds are completely the growth model of the protagonist of this third-rate knight novel Ah!
Chihu frowned and said: I know you wise men are most afraid of encountering such opponents who are very smart and have good luck, but we can't do nothing, right?We are all elite warriors of all families. In this crisis, we must do our best to the family!
We are not qualified to fight with others at all. In the eyes of this young baron, there are only two opponents worthy of his attention in the southern provinces, one is Marquis Ross and the other is Duke of Moore. Big chaebols like Mr. Valento are all ordinary people, and you and I are just ants.
DuPont grabbed a slender grass stick from somewhere. He bit the grass root with a faint sweet taste and sighed: If you still want to do this for your family, don’t worry about your head’s life or death. While Jiang Shuihan hasn’t sent someone to deal with us yet, hurry up and find a secret mountain road to escape!
Before DuPont finished speaking, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside, and a loud mercenary shouted loudly: Get out of everyone hidden inside, we want to clean up the spies hidden in our team for Baron Jiang!
It's so fast!
DuPont looked at several white-faced companions and said: Unfortunately, I was called out by my crow again!
Your stinky mouth should be sewn with a needle!
The cynical man said angrily: With your usual fear of death, you should have arranged a way out long ago, right?
DuPont nodded and said: Let's agree first, each person will give me a reward of 5,000 gold coins...
Before he could finish his words, several men had already pulled him aside and lifted the carpet behind him. Someone even gritted his teeth and said: I want money, I play this trick every time. I hope the escape hole I dug this time will be spacious...
But to their surprise, there was still thick soil under the carpet and no cave was seen as expected.
Several people looked at DuPont with surprise, hoping that he could give everyone an explanation. Who knew that DuPont's face was a hundred times worse than theirs: I just dug a secret passage under this tent, otherwise I wouldn't let you gather here!
well!
Looking at DuPont, the people in the tent sighed: Even DuPont failed in his calculations, this time he lost a lot!
The mountain road leading to the training camp is rugged and difficult to walk. Valenco is full of worries about his future life. The consequence of inattention is that he fell off the horse twice in a row. Although he was not bleeding on his body, his butt was probably already blue and purple.
Valenco's two personal guards were still loyal to him. Even in this chaotic world where wars were frequent, this person still sticks to the rules in their hearts.
But they couldn't comfort their master because they knew too many of their master's secrets. In order to prevent this fatal message from being circulated, their tongues were cut off by their master more than ten years ago.
They could only express their unchanging loyalty to their master with their fiery eyes, and felt angry and helpless about their master's humiliation. If Valento had not had any intention of letting them take action, they would have fought to the death with the black-haired boy!
You are the most reliable!
With the help of the guard, Valenco climbed onto the horse again, couldn't help but sigh and said: Sula must have left my kindness to her behind now, and tried her best to please the young baron!
Although Valanco is the kind of person who can save his life and send his wife and daughter into the boy's arms without hesitation, thinking that the person next to him who was next to him was now moaning under the crotch of another man, the heart of this always pretentious businessman was upset.
Now he can only endure the cuckold humiliation and comfort himself with the unique way of thinking of businessmen: I always have to pay back what I have to do. Think about the past few decades, I don’t know how many wives, concubines and daughters I have played with. If I think about it carefully, I will still make a fortune!
Once his mentality was corrected, Valenco's mind was regained its flexibility and he regained the courage to fight fate. In his opinion, his failure this time was just a mistake involving the struggle between the powerful and the powerful. As long as he could survive this storm, no matter who wins and loses, he had a chance to turn things around.
No matter how cruel Jiang Shuihan is, he can make trouble in the southern provinces. When I get the opportunity to escape, as long as I can escape back to the southeastern province, I can seek protection from my friends with such powerful forces. What can he do to me then?
However, the cruel reality quickly made him give up. Before he could enter the training camp, he was captured again by the Jiang family private soldiers guarding the entrance of the camp.
It turned out that the head of the family told you to come and clean up...
The leader of the Jiang family's private soldiers is a masked mysterious woman. Her figure is extremely attractive and sexy, with a sweet voice full of desire to kill: Don't mess up things, otherwise I can guarantee you that there will be no living person left in this valley, including you!
Valanco almost wailed in pain when he looked at her cold and ruthless deep eyes, her pointed white ears, and the spider ring on her slender fingers: How could the mistress of the dark elf also become Jiang Shuihan's woman?Being targeted by this natural assassin, who can escape from here?
Dear warriors who have come from afar, welcome to the city of Gordoro!
Valenco stood on the platform of the training camp, looking at the elite warriors below with a grim expression, and released the combat mission with a wry smile: Our Maned Dog Steel Federation Chamber of Commerce hired you here for the most stringent combat training. I hope you can serve Baron Jiang Shuihan and resist the invading enemy of Salzburg for the city of Gordoro!
The soldiers in the audience were not qualified to understand the conspiracy of the upper class. They only knew that their lives had been bought out by a large amount of money. Even if the employer asked them to kill and set fire, he would not hesitate at all. Hearing that the simple combat mission was just such a simple one, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and shouted loudly with joy: Long live Mr. Valenco!Long live Baron Jiang Shuihan!We are willing to fight for the glory of the Guardians of Godoro!
Only a few people had questions about Valenco's orders. They were all trusted soldiers raised by various chaebol families. They knew a little about the secret behind this scene. Since their master was hostile to Jiang Shuihan, how could he let his own soldiers fight for his enemies?
Most of them are dark killers who walk between life and death all year round, and their vision and scheming are far better than ordinary people. They have had many experiences of cooperation. After communicating with each other silently, they quietly retreated out of the crowd with tacit understanding.
Dozens of tents were set up in the camp for the soldiers to live in, and the people soon met in an inconspicuous small tent.
Our head of the family must be in trouble!
This middle-aged soldier, who is about 40 years old, is nicknamed Blood Lion. He is calm and sophisticated. He is the nominal captain of this mercenary squad. He took the lead in speaking: Although I don’t know much, as long as Duke Moore is still the governor of the southern province, our head of the family will not bow to Jiang Shuihan, let alone joining him to salt!
I also think there must be something strange about it. I see that Lord Valenco's face looked so ugly when he spoke just now. It's not that he found out that his wife was having an affair with someone, right?
A young swordsman who looked a bit cynical and code-named Python Thorn also expressed his opinion. One of his hands always pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist intentionally or unintentionally. It was obvious that he was joking with people because he was nervous.
You dare to slander Lord Valenco, be careful Miss Feinn will take your head away tonight!
The shield-strike warrior nicknamed Steel Shield seemed to warn him, but in fact he was eased.
Because among them there was a female assassin named Asuka, who was originally an illegitimate daughter left by Valenco in his early years. Perhaps because he saw that the situation was not good, he actually came to meet them.
Humph, even if my dark-hearted father is coerced by others, he is at least still alive. Your head may have become a lonely ghost!
The woman who spoke was the girl nicknamed Asuka. She was wrapped in a robe and her voice was cold and arrogant. She was obviously very confident in her strength.
Hello, don’t argue anymore, time is very precious, let’s listen to Mr. DuPont’s analysis first!
A heavy sword warrior wearing armor could not bear it anymore and put forward his own opinions. He was the strongest comprehensive strength in this team, nicknamed Chihu and was the younger brother of the captain Blood Lion.
Have you finally remembered me?
A young man sitting in the corner muttered dissatisfiedly: You trash, you tragically, before every action, before you think of the existence of me, the great wise man!
When DuPont saw everyone betting on him, he lazily raised a finger and said: First of all, we need to reach a consensus, who is our enemy?
The cynical man spitted on the ground and said: DuPont, please don’t always regard us as idiots. No matter how mentally retarded a person is, you can tell that it is Jiang Shuihan who is doing something. He actually wants to lie to us to work hard for him!
Bingo!
DuPont said calmly: Congratulations on scoring the quiz in the competition for mentally retarded children again, but unfortunately there is no reward this time, because this answer is useless to us!
Why?
The cynical man actually admires DuPont's IQ very much, so he doesn't care about his ridicule of himself, but is just eager to know what the other person is thinking about in his head.
Because we can't afford to offend this enemy!
DuPont sighed, looking very sad: Although my head of the family did not tell me more about it before coming to the city of Gordoro, I also guessed who it was about to deal with, so I specially collected information about the young baron. I even read multiple versions of the minstrel singing praises to him. In the end, I only came to one conclusion: he is not only a strong man favored by the gods, but also an extremely skilled strategist. If he returns to the city of Gordoro before we launch an attack, we will die and die in a burial place!
Chihu said hesitantly: Mr. DuPont, I have never been afraid of powerful enemies. As for the gods and the powerful fortunes and the genius strategists, they were simply fabricated by the author of the third-rate knight novel, right?
DuPont spread his hands helplessly and said: Apart from this, I really can't think of any reason that can help him overcome so many difficulties and obstacles, and finally have such prominent power. His deeds are completely the growth model of the protagonist of this third-rate knight novel Ah!
Chihu frowned and said: I know you wise men are most afraid of encountering such opponents who are very smart and have good luck, but we can't do nothing, right?We are all elite warriors of all families. In this crisis, we must do our best to the family!
We are not qualified to fight with others at all. In the eyes of this young baron, there are only two opponents worthy of his attention in the southern provinces, one is Marquis Ross and the other is Duke of Moore. Big chaebols like Mr. Valento are all ordinary people, and you and I are just ants.
DuPont grabbed a slender grass stick from somewhere. He bit the grass root with a faint sweet taste and sighed: If you still want to do this for your family, don’t worry about your head’s life or death. While Jiang Shuihan hasn’t sent someone to deal with us yet, hurry up and find a secret mountain road to escape!
Before DuPont finished speaking, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside, and a loud mercenary shouted loudly: Get out of everyone hidden inside, we want to clean up the spies hidden in our team for Baron Jiang!
It's so fast!
DuPont looked at several white-faced companions and said: Unfortunately, I was called out by my crow again!
Your stinky mouth should be sewn with a needle!
The cynical man said angrily: With your usual fear of death, you should have arranged a way out long ago, right?
DuPont nodded and said: Let's agree first, each person will give me a reward of 5,000 gold coins...
Before he could finish his words, several men had already pulled him aside and lifted the carpet behind him. Someone even gritted his teeth and said: I want money, I play this trick every time. I hope the escape hole I dug this time will be spacious...
But to their surprise, there was still thick soil under the carpet and no cave was seen as expected.
Several people looked at DuPont with surprise, hoping that he could give everyone an explanation. Who knew that DuPont's face was a hundred times worse than theirs: I just dug a secret passage under this tent, otherwise I wouldn't let you gather here!
well!
Looking at DuPont, the people in the tent sighed: Even DuPont failed in his calculations, this time he lost a lot!
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