Chapter 1546 The Final Battlefield in the Rear

Black flames burned.

They flicker in and out, disappearing into the background and appearing in the sky.

Its fuel is the factories all over the sky and the dense army of factory owners.

Under the black flames, many of them fell from the sky like flies that instantly lost their wings.

Stumbling in the air, after a long time, a figure fell in front of Bing Tian with a "pop" sound.

This seemed to be a hammer man. It was wearing a suit of armor, but the armor seemed to be covered with dust at this time. Next to Bingtian, the subordinate manor owner squatted down and poked the corpse with his hand.

With a "Gulu" sound, the corpse's head rolled to the side.

The subordinate manor owner licked his lips and lifted the mask of the armor.

"Crack, click, click..." Broken bones rolled out from inside.

Inside this armor, there is only a dry bone.

"This... this is..." The subordinate manor owner was shocked and speechless.

Then, he looked up at the sky again.

In the sky, the factories seemed to know how powerful Zhuang Buyuan was, and they were turning around and running away. However, these factories had just started, but like old ladies, they walked slower and slower, and finally stopped completely.

Then rust is like red flowers in spring, slowly blooming all over the factories.

At first it was just a small red bud, and then it gradually bloomed until it covered the entire plant.

Then, the red flowers began to wither and decay, and all that was left of a factory was its shriveled frame.

Zhuang Buyuan stretched out his hand and touched it casually in the air.

Like dust being wiped away, the factories in the sky were gathered together and wiped aside by a huge invisible force.

The terrifying rift that had been torn apart by the factory owners, and that Bingtian and the factory owners had been fighting for decades, became so clean and refreshing for the first time, and there was no longer an enemy.

The black flames in the sky swept back like a tide, and turned into eight big dogs in front of Zhuang Buyuan, panting, sticking out their tongues, and licking Zhuang Buyuan's face.

Then, the eight big dogs turned into shadows again, pulling the carriage and running back from the sky.

When it landed on the ground, eight big dogs were squatting there, looking well-behaved.

But Bintian and several of his subordinate manor owners all took many steps back.

Suddenly realizing that they shouldn't show weakness like this, they smiled awkwardly but politely.

But I don't know what to say.

Up to now, they still feel that what they saw was not some kind of deception.

The factory owners who were so aggressive and had caused them heavy losses for decades were just wiped out?

And there’s not one left?

I always feel like something is wrong.

Are you all playing a completely different game? The difficulty is wrong!

Bingtian and his subordinate manor owner looked at Zhuang Buyuan.

Zhuang Buyuan was also watching them.

Suddenly, Zhuang Buyuan said: "Do you have a car?"

"What?"

"Carriage, my carriage has been scrapped." Zhuang Buyuan spread his hands.

The Shadow Chariot is probably the most awesome vehicle in the world of Manor Lords.

The dog-pulled carriage is indeed the most awesome.

But the problem is that every time the dog pulls the carriage for a lap, it is the carriage that is unlucky.

"Carriage... carriage! There it is!" Bing Tian hurriedly said to the servant behind him: "Quick... hurry up and drag one out from my garage."

Zhuang was waiting patiently not far away.

"Master Zhuang, do you want tea?" The subordinate manor owner stepped forward diligently, "Quick, come, serve tea!"

Zhuang Buyuan didn't want to drink tea. He just wanted to ask one question: "Do you really have 182 wives?"

The owner of the subordinate manor looked around and found that Bingtian was giving orders to clean up the battlefield. He lowered his voice and said, "I am not the 182nd wife..."

Zhuang Buyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I actually have 221, but if I don't say it's pitiful, Master Bingtian must really go up and fight for his life."

Zhuang Buyuan regretted it again.

But this guy didn't want to pick up any of the pots, and even asked Zhuang Buyuan: "Master Zhuang, how many wives do you have now? There must be 500."

I……

Zhuang Buyuan wanted to know, is it still too late to resurrect those factory owners?

Can you please stop being so incapable of talking? You can pick up whatever pot you don’t want to drink!

What could he say? I can only laugh and say nothing.

"Really, tell me something, let me wait and see..." The subordinate manor owner was still unyielding, as if he was a little self-indulgent and a little excited because he was rescued.

Zhuang Buyuan's fists were already clenched. If this guy asked one more question, Zhuang Buyuan would hit him with a whip.

Fortunately, at this time, the carriage arrived.

The owner of the subordinate manor diligently went to hitch the carriage himself, but when he had just walked to the eight big dogs, he was so frightened that he flinched when he remembered the power of the eight big dogs. He said to several servants: "Go, hitch the carriage." stand up!"

The servant who was ordered walked forward slowly step by step. When he reached out and touched the fur of the big dog, he almost cried out of fright.

Fortunately, the eight big dogs would not absorb time in their usual state, allowing the servants to tie up the ropes.

"Okay, where to go next?" Zhuang Buyuan felt that there was no other meaning to staying here any longer, so he asked Bu Xi next to him.

"This is the last one."

"Ah? The last place?" Zhuang Buyuan was still a little unfinished, as if he was unwilling to complete all the side tasks by accident while playing a game, "Is there no other place?"

"No more..." Bu Xixin said, you can resolve a battle in just a few minutes, no matter how many enemies you have, it won't be enough for you to do this!

How many more games do you want to play?

"It's strange. I've cleaned everything in the back, but there's no message coming through yet." Zhuang Buyuan wondered.

The reason why he worked so hard was to quickly get in touch with the top management of the manor owners and know where their "ultimate killer weapon" was hidden.

He didn't know that Zhuan Zhuan had already ordered him to participate in the next meeting.

If I had known earlier, I probably wouldn't have worked so hard.

"Let's go back to the manor." Zhuang Buyuan waved his hand and asked Bupuru to come with him.

Bupuru fell behind alone, and the subordinate manor owner stopped him.

"My lord, may I ask a question?"

"Say." Bu Xi still looked cool.

"This Lord Zhuang Buyuan, how many wives does he have?"

Is it six hundred?

Bupur saw the backs of Zhuang Buyuan and the eight big dogs, and asked, "Have you seen any dogs?"

"Of course I've seen it! Isn't that right?"

"Then look over there, how many dogs are there?"

"Hachijo."

"No, it's Kujo."