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"Arrogant, domineering, and ruthless."

This is Zheng Lao's evaluation of his performance at the moment. Although it is all derogatory terms, his eyes are full of smiles. Obviously this approach is in line with his wishes.

The side door of Tianzi No. 1 room turned open, revealing a passage, and a woman's unique scent came from it. The Sixth Prince and the city lord sat aside, holding a cup of tea and offering a cup of tea.

"Sister, is this guy really only fourteen years old?"

The city lord was silent for a while, shook his head and nodded.

"Is it a young man, irritable, and a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Just now, Na Redis is said to be a member of a certain duke in the Raksha Empire. Although he is not the eldest son, he is not too powerful. After being taught by the Pope, I didn't expect to die like this.

Ha ha."

The sixth prince played with the teacup, and liked Li Ruoyu's way in his heart.

There are some things that he is inconvenient to show up, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't want to do it. Just like the foreigners who gather in Baihutang all day to spread theological culture, he can't wait for them to die.

The city lord smiled without saying a word, with deep appreciation in his eyes, then got up, walked through the aisle and came to Zheng Lao.

Old Zheng got up and saluted.

The lord also saluted at the same time.

"This guy, we read it right."

"Well, with him, there is indeed less trouble."

"If there are too many lice, it doesn't itch. Does he cause less trouble."

After the two said, they laughed.

Raising the clergy meeting, beheading Breton, and robbing the gold mine, they all know all these things. The reason why the clergy faction of the dawn empire has not attacked Li Ruoyu is because of their pressure.

If not, it would have been a big trouble.

Li Ruoyu smiled very shyly. This smile almost became his signature action. Every time he laughed, there would always be bloodshed, such as this one.

He dared to do this, not on a whim, or a hothead, but on purpose.

I noticed before I came here that most of the people who listen to the drama here today are the powerful class of the Western Empire. They dare to stay in the imperial capital on the eve of the war, and even openly promote the theory of gods, their status is naturally not simple.

Of course,

What is even more difficult is Baihutang.

When he fired the first shot, Bai Hutang didn't have anyone in charge to come out. Instead, he closed the door while everyone was not paying attention. Therefore, Li Ruoyu knew that the show was about to begin.

As a result, the smile is brighter.

It just fell in the eyes of everyone, without the slightest sense of beauty, but as if death came, that is, the storm of reaping souls was started.

The sixth prince stood by the window, looking down, and said: "This kid is a personal spirit, and he can’t afford to make money early. I heard that he made an invention in the mining area and plans to obtain any patents. Then he will use the mining machine and Steam engines are sold to Western countries to make money, but it’s really a loss of money.”

"No one is perfect. If he is perfect, he will be more scary and not easy to control. As for him, he is a young man, he kills decisively, does not drag his feet, and has a handsome style of behavior. As for the greed of money. It’s not too much. People die for money and birds die for food."

"What Zheng said is."

The Sixth Prince smiled.

"But I think this person is a bit evil."

While speaking, Li Ruoyu fired another shot downstairs. It was just a shot towards the ceiling, making the young talents pale and trembling.

"It's all about the emperor and the minister. I didn't see the appearance of the emperor and minister from him. Even if he knelt down and kowtow, his knees did not touch the ground. It seemed to have a natural contempt for the sovereign."

Hearing this, Old Zheng shook his head and said: "From what I know about him, his ambition should not lie in the struggle for national origin. He knows exactly what he wants.

If he really wanted to rebel and become emperor, he wouldn't do this now."

The six princes and the city lord did not dislike Zheng Dao's words. The three of them were too familiar with them and knew that Zheng Dao's original intention was to make great wishes for the family and the country, and peace forever.

Therefore, even if this is a bit transgressive or unpleasant, they listened to it and felt that it was the elderly's concern for the younger generation.

"His ideal is the sea of ​​stars."

Zheng Dao looked at the sky outside, there were clouds tonight, no moonlight, the prosperity of the imperial capital, illuminating half of the sky, making those towering lighthouses into the stars of dawn.

Li Ruoyu was sitting on the bench with a big horse with a golden sword. He raised one foot and stepped on the edge of the stool. He pointed the gun at the crowd and said, "If you don’t eat the past, you are stubborn. If you don’t answer, I will really kill Up."

Everyone held their breath and dared not speak.

Li Ruoyu's eyes turned in the crowd, and finally, he froze on a handsome-looking young man, and said: "Who, stand up, yes, wear glasses and comb the western barbarian."

The young man took a breath and stood up.

"Well, yes, people are tall and big, suitable for gatekeepers in the mining area, how about that, I agree not."

The young man pushed away from the crowd in front of him and walked over. Everyone thought he wanted to kill Li Ruoyu in the past, and was still cheering for him. Who knows, when he walked to the opposite side, he suddenly knelt down.

"The third-class duke of the Roman Empire is willing to do his best for his son."

"It's easy to talk, what's it called?"

"Robin Freila."

"Good name, let's call Robin from now on. The name is too long to remember, and it's not easy to pronounce."

"Master Xie gave the name."

"Get up."

"Yes."

Robin got up, stood beside Li Ruoyu, pointed at the crowd and said, "My son, here is a core member of the Holy See."

"The biochemical force?"

"No, clerical."

"Who, show it to me."

Robin raised his hand, pointed at a pale youth behind the crowd, and said, "It's him."

"I didn't expect there to be big fish."

Li Ruoyu smiled, raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

With a snap, the guy didn't even make a bubble, and his forehead burst to see the gods.

"Is there still a big fish?"

"Gone."

Li Ruoyu took a sip of tea and said, "What do you guys think, is to take refuge in me or stick to the gods."

Everyone looked at each other and was silent again. They were different from Robin Freila. Robin's family itself was a downright noble, with some spare money but no real power.

They are different. They represent the sons of the most respectable titles in the Western empires. They have seen big storms since they were young, and being in danger is the rule.

And they didn't believe that Li Ruoyu really dared to kill them all. This was only one of them, and the other was that it was too much involved. How could he dare to kowtow to them easily?

Unfortunately, they were wrong.

This is Li Ruoyu, this is a high-dimensional universe creature who naturally despises all rules.

So when seeing all the private rooms on the third floor open and rows of soldiers holding long guns appeared, Li Ruoyu sighed, and shook his head at the same time, and said a little bit of hatred for iron and steel: "Then, kill them all."