"What a noisy piece of trash."
Shifting his gaze to Saint Charlos, Yates grinned coldly.
"Are trash like you the only ones left among the Heavenly Dragon people? How interesting."
Looking at the three Heavenly Dragon people in front of him, whose figures were similar to Wu Dalang's and whose facial features were comparable to Zhong Wuyan's, Ater felt the pleasure of revenge.
"Bastard…Bastard! How dare he say such words to the descendants of the masters of creation!”
"Come…Men, kill him!"
Hearing Yates describe him as trash, Saint Charlos was so angry that his nose was almost crooked.
"Oh? The descendants of the masters of creation actually gave birth to a descendant as ugly as a pig or dog?”
"Aren't you curious why?”
Yates looked at Saint Charlos as if he was looking at a beast.
"Damn it…Lowly peasants! Lowly peasants! Is the admiral not here yet?"
"Tell the navy headquarters that once they arrest this lowlife, they must send him to Maryjoya!”
"Make him my slave! I want to torture him personally until the day he dies!”
Seeing that Yates had hit his sore spot, Charlos was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
After all, even if his IQ was not high, he knew how ugly he was.
All of this was because of the Bloody Night 36 years ago, which had caused the Heavenly Dragon Tribe of Mary Qiao to suffer heavy losses!
Almost all of the Heavenly Dragon people with the most outstanding genes were killed by a navy general named Yate.
What was left behind were some crooked melons and broken dates.
However, for the sake of their sacred bloodline, they could only marry commoners and not have children.
Heavenly Dragon people could only mate with each other and get married.
This also caused most of the Heavenly Dragon people to be extremely ugly and short.
After all, the most outstanding genes had already been killed by that traitor named Art 36 years ago!
This was also a sore spot for the Holy Family of Charlos!
"Do you hate me, Saint Charlos?”
"You should be grateful."”
"It was because I killed your useless ancestor 36 years ago that your stupid father married his sister and gave birth to a pig like you.”
"If it wasn't for me, there wouldn't have been a good-for-nothing like you.”
Yate's words scared Saint Charlos so much that he fell to the ground!
The guy in front of him was the demon that had been passed down from generation to generation in the clan?
The demon that made the Heavenly Dragon people hide in Marychoa and not even dare to spend the night outside?
Former Navy General Art?
"I... I remember, I remember!"
"Art…Former Navy General Yates!"
"It's you…It's you, you lunatic!"
Saint Rozwalder trembled and fell to the ground.
Due to his overly agitated emotions, his jewel-filled pants were stained yellow, accompanied by the unpleasant smell of urine and feces!
The smell made the guards around him unconsciously cover their noses and take a few steps back.
Saint Rozwalder was one of the people who had personally experienced the Bloody Night of Mary Joshua 36 years ago!
However, because his genes were too bad and he was ugly enough, he was spared by Art.
Wasn't this guy locked up at Level 7? Why would he appear here?
"Father!"
Charullia, who was standing at the side, had no idea what was happening.
She only knew that this was the first time she had seen her biological father so frightened!
Seeing this scene.
All the people present, including Hat, Luo, Kidd, and Bonnie, were completely stunned!
This Yates was actually a former admiral!
But why had he never heard of this name before?
Forget it.
How could a navy general turn the arrogant Heavenly Dragon people into this kind of person with just a few words?
They even suspected that the three Heavenly Dragon people in spacesuits were fakes!
After all, no one would believe that the Heavenly Dragon people, who had always regarded themselves as the descendants of the masters of creation, would be afraid of the former navy general.
Wasn't the world government and the navy working together?
Before they could finish their shock, the next scene made them even more shocked.
Saint Rozwalder was kneeling on the ground, yellow water dripping from his trembling body.
"Spare me…Lord Yates!"
"Spare my entire family! Lord Yates!"
While Saint Rozwalder was muttering, he didn't forget to kowtow crazily to Arte.
Dong dong dong.
Dong dong dong.
He knocked rhythmically.
After all, he had seen Ater's methods.
He also understood that the former admiral would not care about the identity of a Heavenly Dragon.
If he was not careful, he would…He would really be killed!
"Father! What are you doing?"
"The admiral will be here soon!"
"This lowlife will be captured immediately and sent to Marychoa!”
"We have to torture him until he dies! This was what would happen, Father!”
Charullia quickly ran to Saint Rozwalder's side and tried to help him up.
"Charullia Palace, didn't your father tell you to avoid me?”
"Alright, let me help him educate him today.”
Yate sneered, his tone terrifyingly cold.
Around him, the faint lightning contained a terrifying killing intent.
"Charullia Palace! Saint Charlos! Kneel down!"
"Quick, apologize to Lord Yates!"
Seeing this, Saint Rozwalder was so frightened that he immediately pulled Palace Charullia and Saint Charlos beside him and knelt down in front of Yates.
He was forced to kneel and beg for mercy by his own father.
Charullia Palace and Saint Charlos had never experienced such a scene before, so they were completely stunned.
After all, at home, his own father couldn't even bear to hit him.
Pa!
Pa!
Two crisp slaps rang out.
"Apologize to Lord Yates!"
Saint Rozwalder slapped Palace Charullia and Saint Charlos hard in the face.
It directly slapped their faces until they were swollen.
But even so, with Saint Charlos 'brain, he still couldn't understand why he had to kneel, kowtow, and apologize.
"If you don't apologize, then go to hell!”
Seeing that his disappointing son was acting like an idiot, Rozwalder Saint took out the pistol at his waist and pulled the trigger at Charlos Saint.
"Ah! It hurts!"
Saint Charlos cried out in pain and rolled on the ground like a pig being slaughtered.
"Idiot, if you want to die, go die yourself! Don't drag me along!"
Saint Rozwalder cursed fiercely and turned his head to the crying Sharoliya Palace.
"Beg for mercy!"
It was just a simple word. After seeing her big brother's fate, Charullia Palace did not dare to be negligent!
Dong dong dong.
Dong dong dong.
The two of them kowtowed and begged for mercy in front of everyone.
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