Iron Bull Legend

Don't worry, Third Prince, I will make sure this matter goes flawlessly. This is not the first time you have seen me being so careful and prudent. I have always done things neatly and efficiently."

"By the way, are there any poison reagents left? Be sure to clean them up and don't let anyone find evidence. You know the seriousness and consequences of this matter," Mohammed Pesina instructed.

"There's still a little left, but it was all thrown into the well in the palace. No one will find it unless someone goes down. I've already sent the people who did the job away. The people who work for us are all very professional." Julio still showed his yellowish teeth in a flattering manner.

"Didn't I tell them to disappear from this world? Why are you letting them leave? Are you a little disobedient? Don't you want to live a good life anymore? Or have you become too arrogant and I can't control your life or death?" Mohammed Pesina glared at them with dissatisfaction.

"Third Prince, didn't you tell them to finish the job and leave? I really don't dare to disobey your orders." Julio's knees suddenly went weak and he knelt on the ground. His face was red from kneeling on the ground suddenly, and the pain in his knees made him almost cry out.

"Did I say that? Is it that I don't know the importance of this matter or am I stupid?" Mohammed Pesina's eyes radiated a fierce light.

"Third Prince, don't be angry. This is the release of poison gas. You know that even if we don't do anything, think about how many days they can live. If they inhale a little bit of poison gas, they will definitely be infected. Isn't that equivalent to them being dead? Do we still need to do it ourselves?"

"Hmph, don't argue with me. I hope this didn't happen. Otherwise, you can wait to see Allah. I'll give you one more chance to make them disappear immediately. You know what I mean."

"Yes, Third Prince, I will arrange this matter immediately." Julio was really scared at this time. The feeling of panic made his back wet with cold sweat, because the murderous intent of the Third Prince was already apparent. This was the kind of ruthlessness he had seen before.

Once a person has the intention to kill, then the hostility that is unconsciously generated on that person's face, eyes and body will make people feel it. The hostility in the third prince is particularly prominent, because he has killed many people and his hostility has become heavier.

Especially since Muhammad Pesina's current status is to control military power and economic power, sitting in this position, it is not an exaggeration to say that Muhammad Pesina has killed people like crazy. Many things done in the darkness of the Shaura country have to go through the hands of the third prince.

Even if it didn't go through his hands, it was his order to kill. Now, killing one or two people is as easy as killing three or two kittens and puppies. He treats human life as worthless, as easy as spitting saliva. This is the indifference of the superior.

Once you get used to it, what is a big deal to ordinary people is just a small matter to these superiors, as simple and casual as buying a bottle of wine. What's the big deal about killing someone? It's just watching a person's throat being cut.

Or it could be as simple as hanging them on a wooden stake with a hemp rope and strangling them to death. It can be explained by the disregard for life. This is the difference between the upper class and the little people at the bottom.

Tie Niu looked at the people on the ground with a smile. These people had already offended his prestige. Other people might not have any objection to you being stupid, but you had offended his reverse scale. You were targeting the Chinese or the Chinese brought by Tie Niu. This made Tie Niu particularly angry.

Tie Niu had not been this angry for a long time. This time, what made him even more disgusted was that the King of Shaula did not take their savior seriously at all, and even more so, did not take China seriously. This was something Tie Niu could not let go easily.

"Da Kui, I'll give you a chance to show your abilities. Let's see who can make them reveal the mastermind behind the scenes. This will also be a test for you." Tie Niu didn't plan to do it himself.

"Young Master, this is the royal palace. If the noise here is too loud, will it cause trouble for you?" Da Kui smiled, then suddenly frowned and advised.

"It's okay. The bigger this matter is, the better. We are here to help the people of Shaula, but they, Shaula, want to kill us and take our lives. If I don't make this matter bigger and figure it out, I will never be able to get rid of the anger in my heart." Tie Niu's voice was very loud, without any control at all. It was obvious that he wanted to make this matter bigger.

"Alright, let's see what we brothers can do. Don't let me down, guys. Make a big noise and make them scream until their throats are hurt." Da Kui greeted them with a wicked grin, and picked up a killer and slapped him in the face.

"Ah..." A heart-wrenching scream caused the killer next to Da Kui to tear the corner of his mouth. The wound, about an inch in size, showed what method Da Kui used to tear it open.

As soon as he started, Zhao Erlangzi and Bazi also started moving. Each of them did his own thing, and the howling sounds came one after another. However, Bazi's movements were much gentler, because his hands constantly massaged the three killers around him.

What an honor it is for a killer to receive such a massage service. Massage is a service that only rich or powerful people in China and even all over the world can enjoy, especially massage services for the opposite sex. However, there are no women here.

Blind Sun's skills were really good. With every movement, the man's eyes bulged out and his throat kept rolling. The roaring sound became so shrill, like the high-pitched sound coming out of a woman's mouth. However, they were men, and it should have been coming out of the mouth of a eunuch who had been fanned.

The wailing and screaming in the room suddenly became a little weird in the quiet night, making people's hair stand on end. Where is this place? This is the pinnacle of Shaula's power. This is the palace, Shaula's palace. With such miserable screams, something must have happened.

Tie Niu wanted exactly this effect and this kind of noise, but in Tie Niu's mind this was still child's play. If allowed, Tie Niu would even think of the punishment of slow slicing, where he would use a sharp little Japanese knife to cut their flesh and blood into pieces in a hot oil pan.

However, although he remembered the small Japanese sword, he didn't want to do it himself. Since he had these free labors, he seldom did things by himself. Although it looked very comfortable, it was still not as intimate as doing it himself. Perhaps this is the feeling of being there in person.

The wailing sounds had spread far through the open doors and windows of the room, and could even be heard in the royal banquet hall. Although Muhammad Sharimus and his allies were already drunk, the shrill screams still scared them awake one by one.

The occurrence of such a thing in the palace was beyond Muhammad Sharimus's expectation. He also had times when he physically punished his servants or concubines in the palace, but that was his privilege. Who else but him would dare to do such a thing that exceeded his privilege in the palace?

He is very angry now. On the one hand, someone has trampled on his privileges, challenged his only power, and deprived him of his personal hobbies. This is simply like running naked on the way to see God and committing suicide. No one will allow this no matter what.

On the other hand, now more than a dozen kings or the country's highest dignitaries are drinking and having fun. Such stimulation is shocking and makes noise in their ears. How can this make these big guys feel comfortable and happy?

Obviously, they already have medicine that can cure the most difficult diseases and relieve the suffering of the people in their respective countries. This is already the happiest thing for them. However, now there is another voice that makes them unhappy.

"Tamhasic, go and see what's going on and who made this noise," Mohammed Sharimius yelled angrily with a look of impatience on his face.

"Yes, I will understand the situation immediately and report to you." The butler Tamhasic, whose legs were already shaking with fear, was terrified, but he had to stand here. Although he had already signaled several times to the guards in the distance, there was no response.

In Tamhacić's heart, he had already cursed those princes of the royal family seventeen or eighteen times. You can ask me when else you can indulge in lust, but you have to do it at this time, when the old king is still in power and is entertaining a dozen allies at a crucial dinner. Is it okay for you to do this?

However, he had no other choice. This was still a matter of time, and it really made his spine numb. Mohammed Sharimius's eyes were already spewing ruthless anger.

Bob also heard the sound and quickly rushed to Tie Niu's residence. There were already many people gathered outside the residence. Bob pushed through the crowd and entered the yard. Standing at the door, he saw more than a dozen people and the Arab-faced men who were rolling on the ground.

"What's going on? Could it be..." Bob was filled with endless anger. He walked in directly and saw Tie Niu sitting on the chair with a calm face. There was no good expression on his face. It was obvious that he was extremely angry and full of rage.

"Boss Tie, are they here to assassinate you?" The first thing Bob thought of was that these people were here to kill Tie Niu, so he stepped into the house unconsciously and asked in a trembling voice.

"Haha, this is how you treat guests? This is how you Arab countries treat your saviors. Bob, it is true that we are classmates, but there must be a bottom line. You must give me an explanation, otherwise, you will not be able to handle the rest of the things?" Tie Niu snorted coldly.