When Mawson walked in, he frowned at the mixture of weird smells in the room.

However, it took a lot of effort to build such a luxurious decoration in this room underground.

"Are you the 'Night Watchman' Band David?" Mawson looked a little disappointed at the pale guy in front of him who was obviously overindulging in sex.

He thought that the guy who dared to mess with him behind his back would be some great person, but now the other person's image indirectly lowered his standards.

"Lieutenant General Mo Sen, hehehe, I didn't expect you to find me even though I was hiding here."

David walked barefoot next to Kohler, and his expression became strange and ferocious at this moment. It was hard to tell whether it was a combination of fear, ridicule, relief and hatred, etc.

"Well, it took me a lot of effort to find you, but luckily I found you." Moson nodded, then looked at David and asked: "When you were messing with me behind my back, you should have thought of today, right?

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Without waiting for the other party to answer, Mo Sen said to himself: "Actually, I don't care about you finding someone to ambush and assassinate me. What I don't understand is that since you didn't kill me, why do you still dare to continue to do your job?"

What about the slave business?

In fact, it is understandable. After all, money is attractive to people, and it is difficult for anyone to give up this kind of lucrative business.

However, since I'm here, I can just take my revenge from you.

Tell me the location of your cheap brother, and I'll give you a good reward, otherwise I'm very familiar with the place in Pushing City and I'll guarantee that the arrangements will make you want to die."

David's face turned even paler. How many people could see clearly when death was imminent?

Not to mention the horror of Impel Down, which has always been the legendary hell for pirates.

Kohler took a step forward and held the knife in front of David.

"Before I die, I won't let you hurt David."

Following his words, his momentum became fierce.

Mohsen was speechless.

Forcibly adding drama to yourself?

The definition of loyalty is not to help others do evil.

Time is urgent, and Mo Sen has no intention of watching the drama of being loyal to the Lord. Since you choose to be loyal, then I will help you.

No need to thank me, my nickname is Red Scarf.

Zheng!!

A bright light flashed in the secret room, and the dark room suddenly became brighter, and then returned to its original state, as if nothing happened.

Blood began to pour out of Kohler's throat, who was standing in front of David. There was still incredible horror in his eyes.

As if to say again, why are you so fast.

Plop...

As the person in front of him came to an end, Mawson looked at David, who was a little frightened.
Chapter completed!