Three Kingdoms: Never keep a low profile, Cao Anmin, a maniac seeking death

Chapter 517

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

The shouting of killing shook the sky!

But as Cao Anmin became more and more courageous, the two drum urns and golden hammers danced like the wind.

There are more and more Xiliang iron riders who died under the golden hammer of the drum urn.

Shen Mansion's housekeeper Shen Chong's face turned pale, he didn't expect that the strength of one person was so huge.

This person is capable of killing hundreds of Xiliang Iron Riders!

Is this still human?

He didn't dare to stay any longer, he knew it would soon be his turn.

"What the hell do you want to run? Under the nose of this son, do you still want to escape? Where are you fleeing? "

Cao Anmin turned around and fled when he saw Shen Zheng, where could he let him escape.

Bang!

Bang.

The drum urn and golden hammer in his hand smashed out directly.

The stone bricks on the ground were smashed by the drums and urns and the golden hammer!

Rubble flying!

If this drum urn golden hammer is smashed by nearly an inch, it will be smashed to death by heavy weight!

The heavy and frightened atmosphere didn't dare to breathe, he settled down, and stretched out his hand to lift the drum urn and golden hammer on the ground.

I'm damn it!

Shen Chong even used his strength to eat, but this drum urn still didn't move!

The 400-pound drum urn and golden hammer are not something that anyone can pick up if they want to.

Cao Anmin had already arrived in front of him, looking at Shen Zhong playfully.

"What, you still want to make this son's big golden hammer? Okay, I'll give you this one too. "

Cao Anmin said, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the other drum urn and golden hammer also pretended to be thrown to Shen Chong.

'Plop! ’

Shen Chongke was frightened, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

Desperately kowtow.

"Childe, spare your life! The villain is just the housekeeper of the Shen Mansion, and he doesn't know anything, so please let the villain go. "

"Hey, you don't know anything, huh? Fog grass, that's a use for keeping you with a fart. Kill it. "

Cao Anmin sighed.

Said to himself.

"No, it's not, Childe. The villain remembered again, although the big and small things in the Shen Mansion were all in charge of Lord Shen, but it was the villain who handled it....."

Shen Chongsheng was afraid that as soon as Cao Anmin's hand was loosened, the 400-pound drum urn golden hammer would fall from his hand.

If this is smashed, he will still be a fart to die.

"In this case, then I will spare you a small life first."

Cao Anmin raised the golden hammer of the drum urn a little higher, which made the heavy heart lift again.

"Please ask the son, the villain knows everything, and the words are endless."

"Well, this attitude is very appreciative of this child. This son asks you, Huang San is from your Shen Mansion, right? "

"Huang San? He...."Shen Chong first wanted to deny the relationship between Huang San and Shen Fu.

But.

As soon as he saw that the drum urn in Cao Anmin's hand was hanging above his head, as long as Cao Anmin's hand was loosened, the big golden hammer would crash down.

Smash it into a mashed meat.

"Son, this Huang San is not a person from our Shen Mansion. It's just that our lord and him have some business prospects..."

Speaking of this business, it is heavy and sloppy, what is this business.

He, the housekeeper of the Shen Mansion, is very clear, and he doesn't dare to say it too clearly.

What's more, it's still in front of a killing god like Cao Anmin.

If he gets angry and loosens his hand, his heavy life will be gone.