Weir walked in the empty corridor and thought a lot.

For example, why did I become my current personality and the influence of the environment? No, I was not greatly stimulated. Maybe I had a demon in my heart, and I changed my world, so I didn’t want to restrain myself anymore, so I let go of the demon in my heart. Isn’t this just let go of my true self and not live wearing a mask?

Thinking of this, Weir smiled happily. Although he could not say that his own people were free now, his heart was already free, thinking about what I wanted and doing what I wanted.

After searching on the third floor for a long time, I found my target daughter's room.

Entering the room, it was a light pink room, and in the middle of the room, there was a huge bed.

In the middle of the bed, a girl with pink hair was trembling with her legs hugging.

Whenever Vile approached, the girl seemed to shake even more violently.

"Are you here to kill me? Can you let me go and my father and mother, I, I ask my father to give you money, a lot of money, please don't hurt us, we didn't do bad things." The girl seemed inconsistent because of her nervousness, and simply thought that Weir broke in to steal money, just like the robbers in the past.

"That's impossible. Your father has been killed by me. As for your mother, she probably ran away. Now she may have been caught by my senior sister and probably died. Now you are the only one left. I'll give you a last word for thirty seconds." Weir said expressionlessly at the simple girl.

This girl was actually not wrong. What was wrong was that his father was in slave business. Slave business was not only a moral error, but illegal transactions were basically equivalent to huge profits, and huge profits were almost synonymous with danger. In this world where the strong were respected, it was not strong, but only money was very dangerous.

"Can you bury me and my parents together? I can tell you where the treasures of my family are." The girl heard that her parents who loved her were dead, and her originally smart eyes turned dark. She finished her sentence with great courage.

"Okay, goodbye. No, it's a goodbye." After saying that, the girl cut off her throat with a sword. I don't know why, but I didn't cut the girl who didn't know her name into several sections.

Blood gushed out from the girl's throat. She fell weakly on the bed, her pink hair spreading on the bed, like a blooming rose flower, but this flower was about to wither.

Weir took out the treasures in the basement, including a lot of gold and silver jewelry, antiques, and some Baileys.

Go directly to the back to find your senior sister. The target wife is basically impossible to escape from the front door because Weir came in through the front door.

Before I could reach the back door, I heard a woman wailing from a distance, shouting what was this.

When I walked in, I found that my senior sister was holding a recursive knife and was peeling off a middle-aged woman. Other characteristics could no longer be seen, because the skin in other parts of the body except the face and the skin in other parts of the body had been completely peeled off. The woman shouted in pain, begging for this, and the begging was to kill her, so that she could save her from the pain that was like hell.

It was the first time that Weir saw skinning a living person. He had only heard of it before, but he didn't expect that his senior sister would still have this hobby, so she looked around with great enthusiasm.

When I saw my junior brother coming out, I must have completed the task and saw my behavior, I didn’t seem to have any special reaction yet. I seemed to be a little interested?

"Would you like to learn? I can teach you. In the East China Sea, if I were torture and confession, my skills were very top-notch." Ann looked at Weir not too disgusted with her torture the enemy, so he asked.

"Okay, if I meet someone I don't hear about in the future, I will use my senior sister's skills to deal with them." Weir was also very interested in this unfamiliar technology and wanted to know about it.

The two of them were in front of the woman who was wailing in pain, one began to teach and the other started to study.

Just as Roy arrived, the two were talking excitedly.

"Hey, junior brother, were you stimulated when you were a child? For example, you were killed or something? You are too cruel. Apart from that little girl, I have never seen a finished corpse along the way. What are your hobbies?" Roy looked at Vale and said with a headache.

The first time I went out to perform a mission with my junior brother, I didn’t expect that this junior brother was a pervert of the same level as my wife. My wife was a acquired stimulation, but the younger brother felt like she was innate.

"Of course it's the hobby of killing people. At first it was because of my thunder ability and my slashing power was too strong, but later I gradually got used to it." Weir said to his senior brother indifferently, but he still focused on He'an's study.

"Hey, you guy is so perverted, so why are you learning the skills of torture? You left quickly and went back to work with the master. After saying that, he turned around and wanted to walk to the hotel. It seemed that he was sleepy.

Weir and An could only follow him. Before Weir left, he buried the girl who didn't know her name, fulfilled her wish, and buried her with her parents.

A few days later, the brothers and brothers returned to the sword hall again and explained the situation of the task to the master. Roy specifically pointed out the behavior of the junior brother cutting the person into several sections. Long Liang was speechless when he heard this and silently thought in his heart. Sure enough, he guessed correctly. This kid was not a kind person, but he didn't say anything.

In this way, Weir continued to train every day and occasionally performed tasks. Three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past three years, Weier has become accustomed to killing people, and has learned a lot of skills from Senior Sister An to force confessions. If someone disobedient, let the other party know something more painful than death.

One day, his master found Weir and told Weir very seriously that he might have reached the stage of cutting iron.

During the mission, I don’t know how many times I have experienced life and death. The most dangerous time is to deal with a devil fruit ability. The other party is a spear fruit ability. The whole body can become a spear. It is well developed and can regenerate when physical strength allows. The spear can actually grow and turn, just like a snake. Finally, it cuts the other party’s head with Yan Hui. At the same time, the other party’s spear almost pierces Weir’s heart. The heart can already feel the cold touch, as if the god of death is in front of him.

After that time, Weir had a strange feeling, except for very few substances, such as diamonds, or very hard metals. For other objects, Weir seemed to be able to feel their breath. After a few days, he felt more clear, or it was no longer a breath, but a breath.

Just today his master found him and told him that cutting iron means feeling the breath of steel and then cutting it off.

Just after Weir took a casual sword and cut a huge steel plate into two pieces with one sword, Weir officially entered the stage of cutting iron.

Finally, after so many years of training, we finally reached the stage of cutting iron. The next stage of attribute attacks, Wilke was born with attribute attacks.

So the next stage may be to cut off rare substances that are harder than steel, probably sea tower stones, or diamonds.

Just when Weir was full of joy, he received another task, and this task was very special.

It was not the past one or three people who were dispatched, but all four people from the Sword Hall were dispatched, including his master.

I asked the master what the reason was. The master answered the reason for Vier.

This time the enemy is the culprit that makes your senior brother a little self-deprecating and becomes cruel to your senior sister.
Chapter completed!