Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 4885

His smile was very evil and sinister. Even the Lord couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

"What are you planning to do now?" The Lord asked.

Samuel smiled gently. "In my hometown, pork is a kind of common food, but in fact, the fur is not easy to deal with."

"However, people are intelligent, especially after they have mastered Fire."

"As long as I burn it gently with fire, the old and thick skin of the pig will immediately be completely roasted and deformed. After that, old oil will seep out and make a creaking sound!"

"And the tender meat inside has begun to mature little by little."

"At this time, I'll grab the skin and pull it hard, haha..."

Looking at the abnormal appearance of Samuel, the lord couldn't help trembling.

Samuel was going to burn the Lord’s old skin, roast the tender meat, and tear the skin apart...

The Lord couldn't imagine how much heart-wrenching pain it would be. He just recalled the scene in his mind, and he already felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Are you a human being? I warn you, if you dare to mess with me, you... you will definitely die a horrible death."

Seeing that the Lord was already sweating, Samuel did not waste any more time. He put his left hand together and held the Heaven Fire in his hand!

"No, no, no, don't come over. Take your fire away! If you are a man, don't play these dirty tricks. If you want to kill me or torture me, I will listen to you!"

"Okay! Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure."

Even if he died, it was nothing. He was really not afraid of death. He was afraid that Samuel would torture him.

"Sure, you said it."

Samuel smiled coldly and took back the Heavenly Flame. He pinched out a drop of poisonous blood with two fingers of his left hand. Then, in front of the Lord's completely puzzled eyes, he gently placed it into the cut that he had made earlier.

"Hiss!"

Black smoke rose in an instant. The Lord were a bit confused.

A few seconds later, a sharp pain hit his whole body.

Samuel patted the Lord on the shoulder. "It's very simple. I know that you have thick skin. It will be too troublesome to cut it one by one."

"So, after trying, I know that this thing can help me separate your skin and flesh directly and save me some trouble."

"Oh, that's right. Lord, this cannot be considered messing around. That's because you said that you would kill me or skin me. I am merely skinning you. Is that enough of a promise?"

The lord was speechless. What kind of f*cking promise was this? Wasn't it the same as before? Wasn't the other party going to completely peel off his old skin?

One was roasting it with fire while the other was corroding it with this thing!

What the f*ck was the difference?

"You... you bastard, you..."

Originally, the Lord wanted to swear, but when he saw that Samuel had begun to pinch his fingers again and was ready to bleed, his anger completely changed into panic...

He didn't want to become a monster without skin and flesh...

"Wait a minute!"