He definitely won't kill anyone, otherwise why would he need Chen Dong as a scapegoat?

"Okay." Chen Dong immediately took out a short sword, which was also a god-level weapon, and the brilliance flowed.

"Eighteenth Prince, where should I stab you?" Chen Dong asked.

"Stab him in the heart and kill him with a knife," Miles said.

"But I don't want to stab him in the heart." Chen Dong said: "Killing him with one knife is too boring. I want to stab him in the stomach, and stab him a few more times to make him suffer as much as possible, and finally die of excessive blood loss..."

Miles said angrily: "How can you come up with so much nonsense? I'll stab you in the heart!"

A captain of thousands was so arrogant in front of him.

"Okay, I'll stab him in the heart." Chen Dong bent down, the breath flowing on the knife, and aimed at Anthony's heart.

"Don't...don't..." Anthony was almost paralyzed with fear, and his pants were all wet.

Chen Dong straightened up and said to Miles, "I still want to stab him in the stomach."

Miles was furious: "You want to fucking die, don't you?"

Then he raised his hand and slapped Chen Dong hard.

If it weren't for the fact that the commander was still useful, Miles would have killed him now.

But before the slap came down, Miles was already stunned and then lowered his head.

The short knife in Chen Dong's hand had already sunk into his lower abdomen.

Blood flows gurglingly.

"I told you, I want to stab you in the stomach."

As Chen Dong said this, he pulled it out again and pricked it several times.
Chapter completed!