Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1190 - 1191: Darkened Faces

Helen was so furious that her chest almost burst open.

She already knew about Barton's sche in advance, but for this scoundrel to shalessly humiliate her face-to-face was sothing Helen couldn't accept.

Barton's eyes unreservedly examined Helen's vital areas, drooling like a genuine old wolf.

When Helen was with Yang Fei, he would also look at her this way, and Helen would feel shy and sweet.

But when it was Barton, she felt extrely disgusted, almost ready to vomit her al from the previous night.

Helen couldn't help but glance at Yang Fei, casting him a look for help.

Ever since Barton's guards rushed in, Yang Fei seed extrely panicked, not daring to move by the side.

Helen knew full well that he was acting, yet she still glared at him with feigned anger.

Following Helen's eye motion, Barton noticed Yang Fei's presence.

His cold eyes glanced at Yang Fei, seeing him shaking like a quivering quail, he sneered disdainfully.

"Ah right, forgive for not noticing this gentleman bodyguard. I won't kill you, please step outside, will you?"

Yang Fei seed extrely frightened: "What... what do you intend to do to the Empress?"

Barton laughed heartily: "Helen is my woman."

"What I want to do with my woman, do I need to explain it to you? Or do you want to stay and watch?"

He waved his hand, signaling the guards to drag Yang Fei out.

"Don't kill him here, lest his blood affects the pleasure between Her Majesty Helen and ."

As he spoke, his sinister gaze turned to Helen.

Helen's face turned pale, remaining silent, her body slyly retreating.

Two or three guards closed in on Yang Fei.

This fellow howled in anguish, clinging to one guard's leg, scuttling to the ground.

"Don't kill , don't kill ..."

Barton felt both angry and amused, gazing proudly at Helen.

"Her Majesty Helen, this is your bodyguard, utterly garbage."

Yang Fei clung to one guard's leg, sprawled on the ground, refusing to rise.

Three guards couldn't get him up, others surrounding Helen had to co assist,

Four or five guards exerted all their strength to pull Yang Fei out.

Strangely enough, this fellow's Pi Gu seed to have grown roots, unmovable.

Barton impatient to possess Helen, angrily waved his hand: "Kill him!"

At this mont, Yang Fei suddenly raised his head, face full of fierce, sinister laughter.

His smile was as nacing as a tiger devouring a human, ferocious and brutal, making Barton's scalp tingle, hastily reminding the soldiers.

"Watch out!"

Bang!

The lying Yang Fei suddenly perford a Thomas 360-degree spin-kick.

The soldiers surrounding Yang Fei seed struck by a type of explosive, five guards flew outwards upon impact.

Each took a kick to the chest from Yang Fei, their breastbones caving in, blood gushing forth, their bodies upended to the ground.

This sudden shift had all eyes widened, unable to react.

In the secret room of Silver Charm Tower, watching the monitor of Yang Fei's Thunder Strike, every general changed color.

These individuals were all of military origin, having witnessed unknown numbers of skilled close combatants, their own bodyguards and security were also experts.

But they had never seen such a savage and cruel thod of slaughter.

In rely a mont, five gun-wielding guards lost their lives.

Major General Leron's eyes widened: "No wonder Her Majesty Helen dared to show up alone, this bodyguard... gosh, he's indescribably powerful!"

Five other soldiers stood petrified with fear, they soon hurriedly reacted, all raising their assault rifles aiming at Yang Fei.

At that instant, a silent force confined the five soldiers.

Despite seeing and hearing, they could not move even a finger, as though under a spell.

Yang Fei's figure, like a hunting leopard, charged at the five soldiers.

With a flash of cold light in his left hand, the soldiers' throats were precisely slit by his dagger, blood spurting wildly.

The crowd was dazzled, it seed like a re glance, the five soldiers were grasping their throats in anguish, then collapsing.

In Silver Charm Tower, over ten experienced generals all turned pale, akin to a group of frogs struck by thunder.

Fan Yi gazed in awe at the screen, watching Yang Fei's magnificent killing technique.

Even though he had reached Core Formation to Divine Communication, seeing such a perfect slaughter was a feast for the eyes.

In Hymn Paradise conference hall, Barton was already paralyzed with fear.

Yang Fei turned around, striding to the dining table, raising a glass of red wine, gulping it down.

A mont ago, watching Barton perform, Yang Fei was thirsty to a painful degree, now he no longer needed to pretend to be a little gray rabbit.

Barton stealthily reached into his waist, only to hear Yang Fei lazily speak.

"If I were you, I'd stand still, otherwise..."

Saying this, Yang Fei suddenly flicked his hand, a playing card clanged, emitting a tallic sound.

Barton's hand back burned with pain, letting out a hideous scream.

Looking down, a hearts Ace had pierced his hand back, blood soaking into the card.

This made Barton freeze like an ice cicada, afraid to move.

"Right, that's obedient, stay put!"

Yang Fei chuckled, lazily strolling to his side.

"Thanks for the brilliant show, but now it's curtain call ti, keeping you serves no purpose."

Barton let out a shriek, instinctively clutching his throat: "Don't kill , don't kill ..."

Suddenly, cold light flashed.

Barton scread, clutching his throat and collapsing, his trousers wet, stench perating.

Yang Fei laughed heartily, the dagger mysteriously vanished.

He spat at Barton: "Bah, coward, truly shaless!"

"With such a tiny rat's courage, you dare make advances at Helen, I truly admire you."

Barton touched his throat, realizing Yang Fei did not strike, loosening up in relief.

In Silver Charm Tower's secret room, ten generals watching Barton limp on the ground were so frightened they turned pale, all faces darkened.

Barton, despite being an Alang soldier, was reduced to this state by a dagger, disgracing all Alang soldiers.

He thought of the group obeying this feckless fool's orders, every general felt a hint of green on their faces.

After a trip around Ghost Gate, Barton instead grew desperate.

His eyes reddened, slowly standing up, suddenly laughing hysterically, both insanely and proudly.

"I knew you wouldn't dare kill , the entire building in control of my forces, unless you no longer want to live."

As his voice fell, sporadic gunfire indeed sounded outside, all silenced, very faint.

"Idiot!"

Yang Fei kicked him in the abdon, then slapped him in return.

Barton scread, his body curled up like a shrimp.

His left cheek appeared like inflated pigskin, greasy and brightly swollen.