The fat smiles with a sense of heart, the smile is hideous and terrifying, and the fangs are lush in the wide mouth.

The giant axe slashed into the air, flipped the axe blade and changed to a flat slash...

The bright red blood shot from the arteries on the lower body of the red head, and after it splashed around, it fell on the faces of some "lucky" guards beside them.

"ah!"

Amid the terror of the crowd, the lower half fell down.

The axe blade was domineering, knocking the red-headed upper body away, and rushing to Mark's feet at the entrance.

Blood slowly flows out of the waist and continues to smudge...

Life gradually disappears with the loss of blood.

Redhead tried his best, squirmed and crawled towards Mark.

After trying hard to grasp the ankle, his eyes were begging.

"Stand by!"

Mark grabbed the red head and wrist and intended to rescue him, but unfortunately he was seriously injured and was exhausted.

A burst of mourning appeared in my heart, and I knew that Red Head was hopeless in survival, but I still leaned over.

Redhead tried his best to pull off the pendant and stuffed it into the upper part of the Mark's shoe. His throat chuckled, but unfortunately no one could understand.

Maybe it thinks Mark is also a slave who can be entrusted, maybe the pendant is indeed precious, maybe...

The red head completely disappeared from this world, and Mark was deeply saddened.

It was not just because of the tragic death of Red Head, the bloody fat, or the cruelty and sadness of Kansas, but because it was reduced to a "slave" and unable to compete with fate and was sad.

"good!"

The guards were immersed in the "excellent" killing performance of Feifa, and they were applauding it, without paying attention to the little movements of Red Head.

By the time they discovered it, Mark had already hidden the object in his belt and tied it tightly with it.

The thing is not big, so you won’t worry about falling from fighting.
Chapter completed!