Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 332 The Devil's Helping Hand

Luo looked up at this mystery, which was so powerful that he felt fear, and there was no fear of any resistance at all, and asked tremblingly, "Are you...the real master behind Marion?"

Ross smiled and said, "It's not stupid."

Then Ross looked around at Luo's deformed body and asked, "Recently, do you feel that your arms are stiff and difficult to move, and at the same time, you often feel dizzy and your head cannot turn normally?"

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Luo stared at Ross with wide eyes: "You...you...know?"

Rose raised his cane and put it on Luo's shoulder: "It's pretty good that you can get this far with a mortal body, but you won't live for a year if you go on like this."

"The strong arms have already started to oppress your spine, and the strong muscles are gradually distorting the nerves around your spine. If you continue like this, you will be killed by these alienated arms."

Luo looked down at the arms and said in a low voice, "I know, but I don't know what to do. Recently, I even feel that these arms have gradually come to life."

Ross said easily: "Are you interested in becoming my subordinate? I appreciate you, who has come this far with perseverance."

"Your subordinate? What benefits do I have?" Luo asked instinctively.

Although he hated the Rocco brothers very much, it had to be said that in the past few years, with the support of the Rocco brothers, Luo's life was very nourishing.

Ross narrowed his eyes: "Benefits? Isn't it good to live?"

Hearing this, Luo instantly shuddered, feeling a terrifying chill directly freezing his soul from the inside out.

"I...I..." Luo was trembling at this moment, trying to defend himself, but he couldn't speak.

Ross put his cane on top of his head and said condescendingly: "If your performance can satisfy me, you are qualified to follow me, and then you will have the opportunity to feel what is the real extraordinary power."

Hearing this, Luo instantly thought of Ross's terrifying power that made him tremble.

Without any hesitation, he, who believed in the law of the jungle, prostrated himself on the ground and respectfully kissed the toe of Ross's black leather shoes: "Great leader, Luo will dedicate everything to you."

"Mike." Rose's voice sounded.

The butler Mike, who was waiting outside, walked in respectfully.

When Luo saw Mike, there was no surprise in his eyes.

Ross hooked his fingers, and Luo saw the special bow that had been with him for three years floating under the control of invisible forces.

Then... click!
The terrifying power directly caused the big bow to snap off in mid-air.

Although Luo looked very painful, he didn't dare to say anything more.

Ross thrusts his cane straight into Law's arm.

Then, under Ross's gaze, the cane wriggled as if it had life, and began to suck its own blood.

Before Luo was afraid, Ross had already pulled out his cane.

Then the staff spurted a large stream of blood, spraying it on the broken bow and arrow.

With a wave of his hand, Ross handed the bow and arrow to Mike.

Mike then bowed and saluted, turned around and left quickly.

Ross turned his head to look at Luo.

At this time, Luo quietly knelt there, even the continuous bleeding from the wound on his arm did not stop him.

"Stop the bleeding, then avoid all eyeliners at night and go to the abandoned factory in the north of the city."

"Understood!" Luo didn't dare to violate anything.

After that, Ross disappeared directly in place under Luo's gaze.

On the other side, angry workers have smashed the gate of the Rocco family, and a large number of workers have rushed into Rocco's vast and exquisite manor.

And the only 67 guards of the Rhodes family saw such arrogance, their faces were pale and confused.

Now that the defeat is certain, these people have to imagine their end.

They clearly saw the stones in the hands of these workers.

If you dare to shoot rashly, the consequences will be serious.

At the same time, in the villa.

"Damn pariah! Damn pariah! My garden! My tree wall! My statue!" Little Rocco saw the clenched fists, gritted his teeth, and his face was full of anger.

"Why hasn't Luo made a move yet!?" Big Rocco's face was extremely gloomy.

At this time, the door of the study was hurriedly pushed open.

Then Mike ran in panting: "Master! It's not good! It's not good!"

"What's going on!?" The two furious people turned their heads, ready to vent their anger on this rude servant.

But the moment they turned around, the eyes of the two fell on the huge bow and arrow in Mike's hand.

At this time, the blood on it hadn't solidified yet, and was still dripping slowly.

"This... what is this!? Mike! What is this!?" Little Rocco was full of disbelief, pointing to the broken bow and questioning loudly.

Mike's face was pale, and he said in a trembling tone: "Mr. Luo... It's been a long time since I made a move, so I... went over to have a look... Then... I saw a pile of broken corpses, and... this broken bow and arrow."

Hearing this, the two brothers suddenly felt a severe dizziness, and their bodies suddenly took two steps back, almost not sitting on the ground.

"It's over, the Rocco family... will be dusted in the hands of you and my brothers." Big Rocco took off his glasses with trembling palms, his face pale.

Little Rocco said at this time: "Brother! Not yet! Not yet! We still have a lot of industries! We just need to spend [-]% of the profits to appease these untouchables!"

"As long as we get through this period of time, we still have the possibility of making a comeback!"

Big Rocco smiled bitterly: "Impossible, if we fail this time, we will become losers who destroy the market, and the upper class can no longer tolerate us."

"However, the most important thing is not these, but Fu Luosen. This incident has proved the incompetence of you and me. They can support you and me like this, and they can also take it away!"

Little Rocco leaned weakly on the bookcase, his face was ashen, his eyes were full of despair.

"You two, why are you obsessed with that rude and barbaric soldier?" At this moment, a voice sounded.

The two turned their heads following the voice, only to find a young man with an elegant demeanor, a mysterious temperament and a hearty smile standing at the door of the study.

At this time, the guards and servants in the corridor did not know when they had fallen to the ground, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead.

"Who are you?" At this moment, the two people who had lost all hope had little reaction to this strangeness.

Ross took off his hat, sat in and smiled, "You can call me Black Pharaoh."

"Black Pharaoh? What are you doing here?" Big Rocco asked weakly.

Ross said: "Naturally, it is to save your life, and to help you keep this ancestral inheritance."

Hearing this, Little Rocco's eyes lit up slightly, and he looked up at this mysterious and elegant young man.

"Just you? Alone? Do you know what you are going to face? How dare you talk to us here?"

Ross walked to the bookshelf, looked at the rich collection of books, and said casually: "It's just a lackey of a few military departments."

(End of this chapter)