(6.12 2nd Update)

The dark back, hidden in the gentle cooking smoke, the evaporating mist, moistens the morning light on the horizon.

"I can indulge your presumptuousness now, turn back, it's the way to escape, but"

The cold blade of the sword, clinging to the stiff face of the bandit, rubbed a dry noise.

"What else do you want?"

The leader of the bandits lay on the ground, gazing at the hues of glory, trapped in the constraints.

"If you're smart enough, you can omit a lot of unnecessary nonsense, but intelligence is the trait you're missing. You don't have to give back to General Vic, he hates defeat and even more so betrayal! ”

The confusion was written on the slightly relaxed face of the bandit leader, and he couldn't help but sigh when he looked at his subordinates who had lost their fighting spirit.

"Yes, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, that's the freedom you're allowed to get out of combat, provided I have control over what I can do."

Relaxed fingers, the dagger turned on the wrist, and after juggling, returned to the scabbard.

"The cannon fodder pretending to be thugs is our real identity?"

Sad emotions are always revealed inadvertently, and the bandits cover their eyes, unable to believe the real scene in front of them.

The neglected non-commissioned officer propped up the ground, regrouped his loose body with difficulty, and walked towards the bandit leader with great vigour.

"Obviously, this is your fate to be betrayed by calculation, and feints can probably only create chaos, this gentleman is, yes"

The non-commissioned officer, who was hesitant and pondering, suddenly realized that the situation was not optimistic, and the crisis had not yet been resolved.

"My friend, we are all losers tonight, but you are more miserable, whether you admit it or not."

The bandit leader, who had regained his freedom, comforted the non-commissioned officer who had once again fallen into passivity, and was above the slightest domineering, and his arrogant face was very hateful.

"You seem to have a misunderstanding, so you're belittling yourself."

The bandit leader pointed to the questioned body, but did not find any clues, and the bandit hiding on the side lost his conventional judgment at the end of the fright.

"I'm just a passerby who creates an interlude, concocting a clumsy plot according to the plot!"

There was an unnatural change in his relaxed expression, and the bandit leader curled up his arm behind him, figuring out the defense of the bottom line.

"Don't be nervous, if I want to kill you, now I can only have a squeezed corpse in front of me!"

The panicked heart is weak, the dagger that falls behind him, and the bandit leader lowers his eyes, perhaps rebuking cowardly courage.

After the ups and downs of the plot, the non-commissioned officer gained confidence again, pushed away the petrified bandit leader, and kicked away the dagger on the ground.

"Friend, now listen to my advice to you, foolish self-confidence, the closest to failure!"

The contemptuous gaze scattered in all directions, threatening the bandits who gave up resistance.

"But kidnapping the young master, although I am gratified, is not worth advocating!"

"Ah, my old friend, I didn't expect you to still do those dirty things, young master? Hand it over quickly, or I'll punish you in the place of this gentleman!" ”

The flattering non-commissioned officer scolded some inexplicable bandit leaders, unfamiliar words and unfamiliar characters.

"Which bastard kidnapped this young master who was sheltered by the adult, hand it over quickly!"

The bandit leader questioned his silent subordinates, and his anger shifted to his innocent-looking companions.

"No, can't you wait to tear up the ticket?"

The abundant imagination of a non-commissioned officer will explode in an instant at the moment of confusion.

The bandits, who looked at each other, whispered about the possible potential plots, and they all shook their heads in denial, but to no avail.

"Friend, are you so conniving at the crimes of your subordinates? They seem to want to avoid sanctions with concealment. ”

"Shut up, our tribe's private affairs don't need you to get involved!"

The bandit leader intimidated the pompous non-commissioned officer, and his disdainful eyes instantly became gentle.

"This lord, I can use my personality to guarantee the innocence of my subordinates!"

"Yo Yo, bandits are worthy of talking about personality, you are simply tarnishing beautiful words! My lord, the torture will definitely work, so leave it to me, that's my job. ”

The non-commissioned officer asked for advice from the dark back, but he didn't get permission, but he was restless but didn't dare to move.

"Although we are just bandits, there are rules to maintain order. We still have a good reputation in the neighborhood, and the kidnapping is unprecedented, do you have a record of that? My friend! ”

The tough counterattack left the non-commissioned officer a little overwhelmed, and as he flipped through the memories he had preserved, he didn't seem to meet expectations.

"Maybe it's just your superficial perfunctory, this lord, where was the young master kidnapped?"

Non-commissioned officers have a habit of trying cases to trace things back to the source and determine the area to lock in the target.

"On the streets of the city."

"It's just a fictitious law and order, and you dare to commit a crime under the nose of the law, it's a bastard!"

Enraged, the non-commissioned officer blames the city patrol for its poor performance and accuses the criminal syndicate.

"You suspects, be ready for a fair trial! When did the young master disappear? ”

"It was probably early in the morning, just a few hours ago."

"Hear me, admit your mistake quickly, maybe you can reduce the criminal law, no, you can pardon your companions!"

Non-commissioned officers threaten individual conflicts and are a common tactic in the courtroom.

"If this is the case, it can prove our innocence, tonight we set off from Mansion No. 68 at the entrance of Xijiekou, and we went straight here without stopping, and there was no extra time to commit crimes!"

The bandit leader's firm tone was unquestionable, scolding the non-commissioned officer for his unfounded scoundrels.

"Hmph, I have long expected your sophistry, so how can you prove in one-sided terms that you are acting alone out of the queue? Friend, it's not that I don't give you a chance, it's that your sins are monstrous and can't be redeemed! ”

"The discerning executive actually wears a pseudo-mask. This lord, I still have some power in this area, please tell the young master's name, even if it is three feet into the ground, I will bring the real criminals to justice! ”

The bandit leader despised the significance of the non-commissioned officer and boasted of the expanding power.

"You may have heard of Count Bella Bell of Coron."

"Do you hear me, it's Bella from Coron"

The non-commissioned officer was instantly deflated and silent, realizing the urgency of the situation, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for forgiveness for his sins.

"It turned out to be you kid, and you still want to blame me, it's just a well-dressed beast!"

The bandit leader who seized the initiative did not forget to taunt and pat the non-commissioned officer on the shoulder, it was a suppressive force.

"If you can come up with a similar evil taste for such mistreatment of the captives, can you be awarded some kind of distorted commendation?"

Walking out of the cramped dungeon, the aggrieved body was also released, absorbing the last darkness before dawn to the fullest.

"Young master, being able to see that you are safe and sound, I let me feel a little inexplicably sad, but my trembling and wavering heart finally calmed down."

The smoke faded, and Si Qi picked up Shuangye, changing his evil gentleness.

"You're Count Bell!"

The startled bandit leader kept wiping his eyes and examining some unexpected children.

"Although he is a little shy, he is indeed Count Bell!"

Xiao Yi grinned and showed off my dark side, which was incredibly engraved on the face of every bandit.

"Forgive me, Earl, for my sins, my narrow eyes have not been able to discern your height!"

The non-commissioned officer kneeling on the ground in repentance was funny, but the pleas in front of everyone did not elicit boos.

"Get up, and now give you a chance at redemption, and put these people in prison for trial!"

The pardoned non-commissioned officer slowly got up, his paralyzed legs and feet like innocent cripples, limping to deal with the chaotic order with the support of the guards.

"I have long heard that the Earl is a wise child, I didn't expect to have such a swift execution, no wonder General Vic is jealous of your existence, tonight, I lost, please make a ruling!"

The bandit leader closed his eyes and was ready to die, which was his liberation.

"Unfortunately, as a robber who attacked a prison, you deserve a more just trial, even if it's just a pointless condemnation process. But before that, can you tell us about General Vic? ”

"Though I am cowardly, perhaps it is the vice of loyalty that obliges me to refuse your invitation. Besides, as for General Vic, I'm almost simply recognizable, and the bond I maintain is just a transaction. ”

The bandit leader was a little helpless, but he paid more attention to the latter's sorrow, a hired thug like him could hardly access the core secrets, but he could only pretend to be loyal and satisfy his vanity.

"You just said that the balance of the transaction has not been cashed out, it seems that you can't continue to execute, it is better to do a personal favor and give five million to the young master, maybe your sentence can be reduced. Your Excellency, what do you think? ”

Si Qi stared at the old man, more like he was wantonly trampling on the law that symbolized justice, and the manipulation of a few people behind the scenes was playing with the so-called justice.

"Yes, everything is at the mercy of the Count, after all, tonight, the Count is the savior of the entire prison."

The indulgence that was allowed stimulated the keen nerves of the bandit leader, and the commutation of the sentence was almost a coveted luxury.

"Earl, five million will be yours, and even the wealth advanced before, you can use it as you like!"

"Seven million is your promise. So, where will the joints be located? ”

Siqi chattered about the distribution of benefits, and settled the focus on the latter section.

"Mansion No. 68 Xijiekou!" (To be continued.) )