Stepping out of the carriage, the quarrel was a few decibels louder, almost roaring.

"I really don't know who can shout such a rude voice, it's really rude!" Luga thought to himself, because he didn't have much time to treat the old woman Plasvia's robbery. He walked briskly, brushed aside the soldiers standing in front of him, and saw a neatly organized young man, wearing a laurel crown and a toga robe, looking like that, and dozens of civilians gathered behind him.

"Oh, people of Rome, here now, in broad daylight, we are witnessing a human tragedy!" The laurel wreath raised his right hand into a fist and gave his speech to the crowd behind him.

"Behold, our poor people!" The man stretched out his hand and pointed to Kara, who was lying dead on the ground, "Look, let's see what they were like in the end, oh my God, poor, innocent people, they just offended the nobles, but not enough to die!" He spoke so eloquently that the townspeople nodded their heads one after another, and they were all obediently affected by his speech. and expressed their agreement and anger at his distorted facts, and they all looked at Luga with resentment, as if Lujia were a brutal ruling class that would only slaughter innocent civilians with impunity.

"Who is this man?" Luga asked the soldiers beside him.

"Alfonso." The soldier replied, "That's what they call you, Your Excellency, for he is the tribune here." ”

"The tribune...", the man with the title of Luga, was seen here for the first time, and for such a profession of fighting for the interests of the people, in his image it was incomparably noble and great, and it should not be like this.

"It must be a misunderstanding, after all, this is a job for the common people." Luga muttered to himself, and then reproached the soldiers beside him, "You don't want to explain it to others, this guy deserves to die, he is innocent, and if you explain the reason, there won't be so many things." ”

"Your Excellency, we did make it clear to them before they made a noise." The soldier was also helpless and behaved very aggrieved.

"Did you say that?" Luga felt incredible, for the Alfonso in front of him who was still inciting the people behind him, Luga began to be a little dissatisfied with him, since he said it, it would be a bit too much to reverse black and white like this!

"I'll take care of this!" Luga spoke, pulling the soldiers beside him to make them retreat, leaving himself alone to step forward and face to face with the eloquent Alfonso.

Seeing the new arrival, Alfonso stopped inciting, and instead looked up and down at the newcomer with a puzzled expression, this one was all high-end goods, a nobleman who lived out.

"Humph!"

Alfonso's face showed a hint of disdain, which radiated from the inside outward, not for Luga alone, but for the disdain and contempt for all the nobles. In any era, there will be people who "hate the rich", they hate the children of the nobility who bully the powerful, and as long as they see them oppressing the commoners, they will not hesitate to step forward to help the commoners fight for the power they need. Although the tribunes in central Rome were nobles, they were adept at bribing the populace and deceiving them with rhetoric in order to get the position of tribune, enter the Senate for themselves, or become bureaucrats under Augustus. However, in some areas that are a little further away from Rome, people here can still fight for themselves to get a position as tribunes. Admittedly, this Alfonso must have come this way.

"You're their leader?" Alfonso looked about the same age as Luga, but he was more arrogant and stubborn than Luga.

"Oh damn it, I'm really curious now why you weren't slaughtered!" Although his heart is full of unhappiness, but in this case, Lu Jia can only say it in his heart, maybe this guy has some hole cards in his hand that Lu Jia has not seen? Anyway, let's get to the bottom of it first!

Thinking so, Luga laughed, he looked at the upright Alfonso in front of him, but he deeply understood the meaning of the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. I don't know if the Alfonso in front of him is really petitioning for the people, or simply wants to fight for his own interests.

"Well, yes, I am!" Luga agreed.

"Alfonso, Tribune of Genoa!" Alfonso nodded at Luga and introduced himself to him, his chest straightened and he looked extremely proud at the mention of the tribune.

"Luga." Luga said, holding out her hand to shake his hand.

However, Alfonso glanced at Luga's outstretched hand, clasped his hands on his chest, and did not mean to shake hands with Luga.

"I'm not going to know you!" Alfonso's words made Luga extremely embarrassed, and Luga had to luckily withdraw his hand and silently eat the embarrassment.

"So, do you know which of you killed these two men?" Alfonso saw that he asked the right person, so he had to break the casserole and ask to the end.

"Huh? What the? We didn't kill anyone! Luga spread out his palms and looked at Alfonso with an innocent expression.

"Nonsense, you nonsense!" Alfonso pointed at him and shouted, "The patrol saw you surrounding these people, and these two died inside!" As he spoke, he pointed to the nine trembling men beside him, their faces were as pale as earth, and they had lost all the fierceness with which they had beaten the old woman. They sought refuge behind Alfonso, who was happy to "bring justice" to them. But now the nobleman in front of him flatly denied the murder, which made Alfonso extremely embarrassed.

"Is that so?" Alfonso looked back at the nine men behind him, and the nine men pointed at Luga and said, "It's him, it's him who killed our eldest brother." Yes, that's right, it's him, I saw it with my own eyes. ”

Alfonso was looking at Luga, he was surprised by Luga's calmness, if he killed two people and still didn't change his face and his heart didn't beat, could it be that he was a demon who killed thousands of people?

"They all identified it as you, do you have anything else to say?" Alfonso's face darkened, and he had already begun to think about how to bring the murderous executioner to justice.

"Alas, alas!" Luga waved his hand and said to Alfonso: "You asked them, why didn't you ask our people, did they see who killed them?" As he spoke, Lu Jia turned his head and glanced at the twenty soldiers behind him, and they shook their heads together and said in unison: I don't know, I haven't seen it.

"That's weird!" Luga said thoughtfully, "None of my people admit that I killed him. Then this becomes the point of contention, since the nine of them are not credible, and my people are not credible, let us ask the others who are present. ”

As he spoke, Luga turned his head to the patrol leader, who seemed so calm that the team leader who had reported him wondered if he had done something wrong. If you ask other people, they are all just here, so naturally they don't know the specific situation

"Okay, okay!" Just when the squad leader couldn't make a decision, Luga interrupted him, stood up and said, "Then let me explain what happened." ”

Facing the puzzled crowd, Lu Jia smiled, and then said: "Here's the thing, they want to rob this store, their boss has a crush on the girl in this store, so ** her, but everyone wants to enjoy it, and the boss doesn't allow it, so they hold a grudge, and I don't know when it accumulated, so they killed their boss, and I just happened to pass by here to pick up this beautiful girl, because we had an agreement, but I just happened to come over, and such a tragedy happened!" ”