It turned out that at the gate, a black dog passed majestically.

He was startled and wanted to say "dog" too.

But just as he was about to leave his mouth, he remembered what happened to his colleague just now, and he quickly swallowed the words.

"Sir, I will repay you for your deed." The man stood up, tried his best to make up his mind on how to speak, and said with his hands in hand.

"explain."

The venerable level glanced at him indifferently, knowing that this person was an honest subordinate of his and rarely said wrong things, so he felt relieved about him.

Unexpectedly, this honest man was ruined by his honesty.

He thought for a long time, and the more euphemistic way he came up with it was: "Sir, we just got a dog, do you think so?"

There's something wrong with this smell!

As soon as he said these words, this honest subordinate felt that something was wrong. However, he thought that even if something was wrong, it would still be better than the previous subordinate.

"..."

The venerable class sitting above him suddenly became short of breath.

"Very good, very good. I knew you had a good relationship with that guy just now, but I didn't expect that you, an honest man, would dare to avenge his injustice at this juncture. You are extremely bold."

The venerable-level smile was as bright as a flower, and seemed to be praising him, but the murderous intention in his eyes was difficult to conceal.

"Sir, what do you mean, I don't understand. There really was a dog just now."

Honest people really didn't understand the murderous intent in the eyes of the venerable class, so they responded in confusion.

There really was a black dog, and the dog was so evil that if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have felt its passing breath.

Boom.

This person didn't expect at all, and even though he didn't explain his words clearly, the venerable person suddenly stood up, stepped forward, and came to his face.

The slap was like the thundering flames, which instantly enveloped him.

The honest man didn't even have time to utter a exclamation, he just turned into a bloody mess under the slap, and died beyond hope.

The corpse of this person was burned in exactly the same manner. The Venerable's chest rose and fell rapidly for a moment, and his face was as ugly as paper.

He didn't expect that one or two of the subordinates he selected for this trip were bastards who would only make him angry.

After sitting down on the chair, there was silence all around. Everyone was silent. The venerable class didn't speak, and they didn't speak either.

I especially dare not say words that are related to the word "dog". My boss seems to be extremely sensitive to this word today.

But they didn't speak, and the Venerable-level ones who sat silently didn't speak either. After all, they had killed two subordinates, and these two were heaven-level masters. Their death was not a big deal. They had to find ways to block those two subordinates later.

You should be the mouthpiece of your colleagues at the same level, otherwise you will suffer a loss if you are not sure what to say.

He was thinking about things, but he didn't expect that at the gate, out of the corner of his eye, a black dog appeared in the eyes of all the subordinates who were holding their breath, and walked through the front of the gate arrogantly...

"Well……"

It’s only a few hundred words short, you can see it by refreshing the original version in an hour.

After a while, another subordinate looked at the open door, and his eyes quickly became dull. It turned out that there was indeed a black dog majestically passing by the door.

He was startled and wanted to say "dog" too.

But just as he was about to leave his mouth, he remembered what happened to his colleague just now, and he quickly swallowed the words.

"Sir, I will repay you for your deed." The man stood up, tried his best to make up his mind on how to speak, and said with his hands in hand.

"explain."

The venerable level glanced at him indifferently, knowing that this person was an honest subordinate of his and rarely said wrong things, so he felt relieved about him.

Unexpectedly, this honest man was ruined by his honesty.

He thought for a long time, and the more euphemistic way he came up with it was: "Sir, we just got a dog, do you think so?"

There's something wrong with this smell!

As soon as he said these words, this honest subordinate felt that something was wrong. However, he thought that even if something was wrong, it would still be better than the previous subordinate.

"..."

The venerable class sitting above him suddenly became short of breath.

"Very good, very good. I knew you had a good relationship with that guy just now, but I didn't expect that you, an honest man, would dare to avenge his injustice at this juncture. You are extremely bold."

The venerable-level smile was as bright as a flower, and seemed to be praising him, but the murderous intention in his eyes was difficult to conceal.

"Sir, what do you mean, I don't understand. There really was a dog just now."

Honest people really didn't understand the murderous intent in the eyes of the venerable class, so they responded in confusion.

There really was a black dog, and the dog was so evil that if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have felt its passing breath.

Boom.

This person didn't expect at all, and even though he didn't explain his words clearly, the venerable person suddenly stood up, stepped forward, and came to his face.

The slap was like the thundering flames, which instantly enveloped him.

The honest man didn't even have time to utter a exclamation, he just turned into a bloody mess under the slap, and died beyond hope.

The corpse of this person was burned in exactly the same manner. The Venerable's chest rose and fell rapidly for a moment, and his face was as ugly as paper.

He didn't expect that one or two of the subordinates he selected for this trip were bastards who would only make him angry.

After sitting down on the chair, there was silence all around. Everyone was silent. The venerable class didn't speak, and they didn't speak either.

I especially dare not say words that are related to the word "dog". My boss seems to be extremely sensitive to this word today.

But they didn't speak, and the Venerable-level ones who sat silently didn't speak either. After all, they had killed two subordinates, and these two were heaven-level masters. Their death was not a big deal. They had to find ways to block those two subordinates later.
Chapter completed!