Noble Husband At the Door

Chapter 3703

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"Only a child will make a choice." Samuel smiled slightly. "Put away your stupid choices. You can do whatever you want. I'm not interested in it." After that, Samuel turned around and walked out of the house without hesitation.

Ghost Master's face was livid with anger, and his body was surrounded by black gas because of anger.

He was already polite enough. He even invited Samuel to have dinner with him, and even sent 11 gorgeous women in his city, but this guy...

He was so ungrateful!

Seeing this, Hong Luan immediately turned into a red light and rushed toward Samuel.

With such an attack, how could Samuel not know?

But Samuel didn't even turn his body back, almost at the moment when Hong Luan rushed up.

Hong...

A light shield directly blocked behind Samuel and directly blocked Hong Luan. At the same time, the light shield suddenly turned into a light sword and quickly attacked Hong Luan.

Shua!

After the sword passed, Hong Luan moved sideways at the same time. But at the same time when the sword returned to Samuel's hand, Hong Luan turned around and touched her face slightly. She was stunned to find that there was a deep gully on her face, and blood was flowing out.

She suddenly looked up angrily. Samuel didn't even stop for a moment, let alone look back.

Hong Luan was like a fly. Others just casually fanned her, and she flew out horizontally without any effect at all.

The anger of being despised, as well as the shock in her heart, was all the real images of Hong Luan's heart at this time.

She was not willing to be tortured like this, but she was afraid that if she took action rashly again, it would only lead to more miserable consequences. Looking back at Ghost Master, he clenched his fists. Obviously, he was also very angry at this time.

However, he didn't say anything else. Hong Luan also chose to cover her wound slightly to show that she was injured and had no strength to fight. After coming out of the gold-like inner room, the two maids did not say anything more. They hurriedly retreated into the room and then gently closed the heavy door.

Peng!

With a loud bang, the door closed, and the outside world suddenly fell into a dead silence.

A smile appeared on the corner of Samuel's mouth, and he shook his head helplessly. He got up and took a few steps to the long road outside the house. Then, he stopped and did not leave.

It seemed that he was waiting for something.

"Everyone, it's getting late. It's

getting dark soon. There's no point in hiding it any longer," Samuel said softly. He also gently lifted the long sword transformed from the black stick in his hand. Content belongs to

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Obviously, Samuel was not really using his energy in the fight with Hong Luan just now. It was just a simple use of the black stick to defend and attack.

He not only kept his own strength, but also made it easier for him to perform a fatal blow.

Fighting with these people was obviously the best choice.

"Hua..."

"Clatter..."

"Oh..."

Almost at the same time, there were all kinds of slight sounds around the ancient house. Then, figures slowly came out from all directions. Then, more and more, more and more...

More than ten seconds later, with the ancient house and Samuel as the center, there were almost all kinds of people around.

These people all looked weird, but they were as strong as bears and pigs, and their figures were several times more powerful than Samuel.

Almost all these guys held weapons in their hands, and they were very fierce. At first glance, they were not easy to deal with. Samuel raised his head slightly and looked around. He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "You really think highly of me."

There were thousands of people

around. Not to mention the current Samuel, even Samuel at his peak

could not help but frown. After all et

these people were not easy to deal with in both volume and strength, and their numbers naturally made them look extremely horrible. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org

However, this was within Samuel's expectations.

If they had no ability in this place, how could so many people who tried to pass through it die in the end, leaving only bones and vengeful souls? "Surnamed Hannigan."

Almost at the same time, on the roof of the ancient house, Ghost Master was already standing there. He looked down at Samuel coldly.

"This is the last time I ask you, heaven or hell, have you really made your own choice?"

"Heaven? Hell? Who made the

decision?" Samuel smiled and then slightly lifted the sword, sliding along his hand. The blood immediately slid along the wound and onto the sword body bit by bit. Samuel raised his eyes coldly... Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org

The meaning of this could not be more obvious...