Chapter III: Lieutenant General

With the unique slightly screeching sound of the tavern opening the door, Rod's gaze instantly fell to the door, and at the same time, the three people who were drinking also looked over in unison.

Bergerporov, who had walked into the tavern, looked around, took a deep look at Rhodes at the bar, and then looked straight at the three people who were drinking.

"You took my Bailey, it's not yours."

As the cold words came out of Bergerov's mouth, Rod's expression changed, and his heart couldn't help but become worried.

"yes, what's your name?"

The three people sitting at the table looked at each other, all with cruel smiles on their faces, and one of them slowly stood up and looked directly at Bergerov.

"Bergerov."

"Did you hear that, everyone, his name is Bergerov, is that name written on those Baileys?" The speaker symbolically turned his head and asked his companion.

"Nope."

"Bergerov, what the hell is the name, I didn't see it."

After receiving the answer, his gaze returned to Bergerov, and he spoke viciously: "You hear it, those Baileys are not yours, and if you get out of here now, I think you will still see the sun tomorrow." ”

"Haha!"

"Get out of here, don't bother us drinking."

"Look at your waist, which is as thin as a, I can break it with one hand."

"Haha, ignore him and keep drinking."

The man returned to his seat, and Rhodes did not speak all the time, keeping an eye on Berger Porov, and for some reason, when he saw the smile on the other party's calm face, he felt a trace of panic in his heart inexplicably.

The three people who were drinking saw Berger Porov slowly walking over, and they all put down the wine glasses in their hands, and they looked at each other, and their eyes showed a cold color at the same time.

"Little one, can't you find your way home?"

All three men stood up at the same time, their faces gloomy, and one of them pulled out a musket, which was pointed at Berger's head.

"Haha, let his head bloom."

Rumble!

Poof!

At this moment, the drinking table was instantly kicked away by Berger Porov.

"Bastard! You're looking for death! ”

Bang!

The man with the gun was furious and pulled the trigger directly, but the next moment, fear appeared on his face, and he saw a bullet into his chest.

Puff puff!

"Ahh

Click!

"It hurts me."

"My hands."

In the blink of an eye, the wails were incessant, and Bergerov casually threw out a few severed fingers, and he looked indifferently at the three people rolling on the ground.

"I was wrong."

"Spare us."

"Bey, Bailey will give it back to you."

The three of them were terrified, and with the last of their strength they pleaded with Bergerporov, their hearts already occupied by cold fear.

Poof!

Berger Porov didn't say anything, he unhurriedly stomped the throats of the three men, and then walked towards the bar.

"Please give me a glass of green fruit wine."

"Okay, okay."

Grunt.

Rhodes' face was complicated, his heart was palpitating, it happened so suddenly that he had a positive and unreal feeling, and despite the frequent conflicts in the tavern, he swore that there would never be a time when it would be so weird as it was today.

"Guest, you killed someone, I think I'm going to have to sound the alarm." It wasn't until Bergerov had finished drinking the liquor that Rod spoke, strangely in a consultative tone.

"Okay." Bergerov bowed his head slightly, and after hearing Rod's words, he nodded.

"Thank you." Hearing this, Rod showed gratitude.

Honk! Honk! Honk!

The disturbing roar suddenly rang out, causing many in the town to involuntarily look in the direction of the Wanderer's Tavern, towards which the curious had already begun to go.

This voice did not bode well for the mayor's town health department, and if it was nothing significant, they hoped that they would never hear it.

At this time, at the entrance of the tavern, some people watching the excitement were being gathered, and in the tavern, a middle-aged man was sitting opposite Bergerov, and behind him stood two young men with weapons clenched.

Click.

Habitually banging his middle finger on the table, Tarri looked at Bergerov with interest as he ignored the three men lying on the ground.

At the bar, Rhodes was holding his head with his hands, his face was full of waves, and at this moment, he only hoped that this matter would end soon, so that he would still have time to rest.

"Friend, you killed someone, come with us." After a long time, Takri was the first to speak.

"They killed a little girl and a little boy, damn it." Bergerov spoke calmly.

"Friend, this is our job, if they do kill someone, we will find out, justice will not be late." Takri said earnestly.

"I also have my justice, so I will help you sanction." Bergerov looked up at Tariq, looking extremely serious.

"Haha, friend, I told you, it's not your job."

"Then you are derelict in your duties."

"Maybe, come with us, I don't really want to use violent means." Tariq stood up, his eyes fixed on Bergerporov.

"Yes." After Bergerov finished speaking, he left his seat unhurriedly.

The murder at the Wanderer's Tavern came to an end, but the post-processing work was far from over, at least the town health department couldn't be idle.

As the little girl's body is found, Takri has a headache for the so-called evidence, from the bottom of his heart, he believes in Bergerporov, but his work must be treated rigorously, not with personal feelings, and although the three people who died are small minions, the forces behind them should not be underestimated, and if they are not handled well, they will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.

"Damn tavern, why are the alarms being sounded."

Takri was annoyed that the matter could have been easily resolved, but because of Rod's approach, it had become tricky.

The town guard department can't be idle today, all the work revolves around the matter of Bergerporov, if this is seen by outsiders, they will think that the security here is very good, you see, the security guards are very diligent.

Compared to here, the Navy Division 69, which is adjacent to Taotao Town, is extremely quiet.

"That's the matter for Lieutenant General, I don't know what to do next."

In the large office, Mayor Gale is reporting the murder at the Wanderer's Tavern with a tall man dressed in a righteous coat, a peaked cap, and a long knife behind him, and he has come to ask for help.

"I didn't expect such a thing to happen in my hometown, and the evil must be completely eradicated, but after all, there are no pirates involved, Mayor Gael, you can do it." Sakasky, with a resolute countenance, spoke in a low voice.

"Lieutenant General, this."

Hearing this, Gail's heart sank and he felt uneasy.

"Isn't it difficult?"

Seeing the other party's suspicious gaze, Gail couldn't help but tremble in his legs, so he could only reply stubbornly: "No, no problem, it's just that Lord Lieutenant General, what should I do with the murderer named Bergerov?" ”

"Gail, remember that my nephew is not a murderer, he is just carrying out justice!" Sakasky corrected solemnly, and at this moment, he was full of majesty.

"Ah, yes, yes." Gale sweated profusely, and his heart was horrified, he actually heard such an amazing secret, but he didn't dare to ask more, and at the same time, he was glad that he came to the naval branch for the first time.

After Gale left, Sakasky lit a cigar and his face involuntarily looked solemn.

"What do you want to do, Bergerov, if you violate justice, don't blame Uncle Hugh for not being merciful."