Urban God-level Selection System

Little Douglas wanted to poison his grandpa's grandfather.

He went directly to the kitchen. After one hour every lunch, Grandpa had the habit of drinking special coffee. As long as he put the poison in the ground coffee powder in advance, he was afraid that the old man would not eat the poison?

With this in mind, Little Douglas began to tinker in the kitchen.

As for those servants at home, he was already paid for by someone in advance, and he would never come back at any time.

After mixing the poison into the ground coffee, Douglas hurriedly returned to his room again. From now on, all he had to do was wait! Waiting for the old man to die, it is time for him to rise! The wait is long! It was more than an hour after the old marquis returned from the hospital, because he was not very happy with Christian, and his face was very gloomy.

The old housekeeper on the side waited carefully and saw that the old marquise was in a depressed mood. He asked tentatively, "Sir, would you like a cup of coffee with afternoon tea?"

"Well, okay, you get it."

The old marquis waved impatiently, and the old housekeeper immediately turned to the kitchen to order tea.

But when he came to the kitchen and found that the kitchen servant was not at all, he immediately frowned: "Where did this man go, it's really not funny!"

Although angry, the old housekeeper worried that the old marquis was waiting impatiently, and hurriedly took out the coffee powder to make a cup of coffee, and then took some ready-made snacks, and then hurried out.

"Master, the coffee is ready."

The old housekeeper put the things at the table.

The old marquis nodded indifferently, then took a sip of coffee, and then sighed a long time: "Christian is too annoying, and a mishandling will provoke an enemy."

The butler heard it and asked curiously, "I don't know how the old man intends to deal with Zhang Wanlin and Christian?"

"What is your opinion?"

The old marquis looked at the housekeeper, "Do you think I should put the treasure on Zhang Wanlin and give up Christian?"

"Of course."

The steward said solemnly, "This evening Lin gave me a mysterious feeling. Why do you say that he, a Chinese, won the manor and title of Count Antingshan?"

"With his unpredictable strength, even me, I can't guarantee a kill in one blow. I can imagine that this person's strength and future are incalculable."

"The most important point is that he has the Danfang Dali Pill!"

The steward went on to say: "I have checked Ruskin's side. Although he has obtained a large number of God-level Hercules, the production is not from him, but from the ancient city of Huaguo!"

"Well, you are right."

The old marquis nodded, "It is indeed Zhang Wanlin that is more important, but Christian knows that I have too many secrets. If he turns my face..." "Marquis, why don't you do it all the time?"

The steward said he took out a flying knife, "Let me send a killer to assassinate him?"

The butler silenced the old marquis, and the butler hurriedly said: "Marquis, you must hurry up and make sure. If the Christian bodyguards rushed to Lanka to protect him..." I'm afraid no one can kill him."

But the steward knows clearly that there is a strong saint beside Christian, which is not something that ordinary people can easily kill.

And he has too many restrictions, less than a last resort, he can not shoot.

The old marquis tangled away the remaining coffee, and then gritted his teeth: "Then you tell someone to do it."

No one knows Christian better than him. This smiling tiger-like man, if anyone betrays him, he must take revenge.

He must not let Christian leave the hospital alive, otherwise he will definitely be bitten! The butler nodded and was about to turn around and leave, but the old marquis suddenly changed his face. After screaming, he rolled directly from his chair to the ground.

"Ok?

Marquis, what's wrong with you? "

The housekeeper hurried over to help the old marquis, but the marquis vomited a **** blood.

"Poof..." The old marquis shivered and pointed his finger at the cup of coffee: "Coffee is poisonous!"

"what?"

The butler looked at the cup of coffee in shock, and immediately hurriedly raised the old marquis, palming his luck, and directly suppressing the toxicity of the old marquis with the power of the Word.

However, the inner force of his holy way had just rushed into the body of the old marquis, and the old marquis immediately vomited a **** blood.

He was already old, and now he was so thin that he could see with the naked eye, and he seemed to be infiltrating.

"How could this be!"

The housekeeper's eyes sullen and he snorted, "Come here."

As the housekeeper shouted, many soldiers with live ammunition rushed in. They were shocked when they saw the old marquis vomiting blood.

"Hurry up and call the doctor to control all the people in the house who can access the kitchen. Some people poison the marquis."

With the order of the housekeeper, all the soldiers began to move.

At this time, the old marquise's daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law came to the hall. When she saw the old marquise, she suddenly laughed and said, "Old things, do you have today, do you like the poison I gave you?"

"Haha, you are all 97 years old and you should have died long ago."

"This is where you killed my husband and didn't save my son."

The lady said with a long smile, "I am so happy, God opened his eyes."

"Kill her."

The old marquise shivered with rage and shouted at the butler, "You splashing man, dare to poison me, I want you to die!"

When the lady heard that the old marquis were going to kill herself, not only was she not afraid, but a gleam of light flashed in her eyes. What she wanted was this result. Only in this way would her son not bear the ancestor's charge! Yes, she knew her son’s plan, and Christian called her to tell her specifically, and asked her to be a scapegoat. Only the second time, the housekeeper’s flying knife cut the lady’s neck, expensive. The woman covered her neck and fell to the ground. She smiled strangely, but closed her eyes as if she were liberated.

A drop of crystal tears slipped, and the woman's hand holding her neck slowly fell to the ground.

"Poof..." Under the poison, the Marquis could no longer support it. After spitting two or three mouths of blood, the whole person collapsed and died in a pool of blood.

At this time, another demon master who had been hiding in the dark finally came to the housekeeper's side, and he stared at the housekeeper sharply: "The cup of coffee you gave to the marquis, you can't take off the poison!"

"Now it's not a chance for you and me to do it. I'm wrong, but this mistake was punished by the Marquis."

The steward said solemnly, "You protect the marquis, I will go to the doctor!"

At the moment when the Marquis fainted, the figure of Zhang Wanlin flashed in the mind of the housekeeper. He felt that if he wanted to save the Marquis, only Zhang Wanlin could do it!